Infestation (A fanmade Fazbear fright story)

To Break his Silence (Page 8)

Cynthia tugged at Nicholas' arm, urging him that Music Man was coming. Nicholas responded quickly to her demands, and the children both hid under the office desk. 10 minutes passed by. The only thing Cynthia heard was "clunk, clunk, clunk, CRASH! clunk, clunk, clunk, CRASH!" The crashing was loud and made Cynthia silently whimper. It came closer and closer, piercing at Cynthias ear drums. She had no choice, she ran out of the closet, Nicholas falling behind. As soon as they left the office, they were both face to face with a bloody, grinning human music man, who held two bloody cymbals in his hands. Nicholas screamed and ran with Cynthia as fast as they can, only this time Cynthia ran away herself, not bothering to look back at Music Man this time.

Cynthia heard the wind whistle in her ears as she sped on through the hallways. The whistle was different this time. It was a special whistle, a whistle not of excitement, but not of danger either. Just...a walking whistle. A middle of the road wind. Cynthia, too distracted by the sound of wind, accidentally went into one of the shops as Nicholas ran on without her, thus splitting up once again. Cynthia hid behind the counter of this shop, hearing the crashing pass her by. She squirmed, strained, gripped her hair even by the distasteful sound the cymbals made. To her, cymbals were a part of music that didn't belong outside of a song. It wasn't a nice sound, unless accompanied by others. Soon, the clashing faded out of her hearing range.

Cynthia wiped some of the dried sweat from her face as she hid, before looking at her surroundings. The store she happened to stumble into was an antique store, particularly themed to the Fazbear Entertainment brand. "Was this coincidence, or on purpose?" she thought to herself as she browsed the remnants and preserved news articles surrounding Fazbear's history. The bite, the murders, the strange happenings, all in her view. As she browsed, she soon stumbled upon a section of the store dedicated to the history of Circus Baby's Pizza World. She smiled as she played with the old fashioned plushies and bobble heads of the characters, loving the playful sound the bouncing plastic made. She kept observing the cutesy merchandise until something fixated her hair-covered dark brown eyes.

It was a glass encased poster. A really old poster, made days, weeks, months even, before CBPW wad opened. This poster had none of the characters, except for an animatronic white bear with pink accents who was present in every other poster of the attraction. Aside from him, on the poster, there was a brown beaver animatronic that wore a sombrero, a swan, or dove, or some sort of white bird animatronic that was holding a cupcake, and him. Him. The Music Man. He was smiling, no blood on him whatsoever, and valiantly holding up his cymbals in pride. Cynthia softly smiled as well, admiring this other Music Man. The one ready to sing and perform, regardless of noise. Next to this poster, was another poster, made the day after the one she looked at. The beaver animatronic had been replaced with a white fox animatronic with pink accents. Looking next to that poster, Cynthia saw another poster, this time replacing the white bird animatronic with a ballerina animatronic. There was one last poster next to that one, made the very day CBPW opened, had Music Man removed from it, and replaced with a short clown animatronic with red pigtails.

Cynthia frowned. She didn't think the clown animatronic showed as much excitement as Music Man did. She then stepped back and looked back at all the posters in a row. She frowned more. It was like watching a decaying family. She didn't like it, nor could she look away...but she had to know more. Cynthia looked around, desperate to see if this store had any information about Music Man and his legacy. Soon, in a small storage room, she came across a file drawer full of history reports of CBPW animatronics. She looked through the files, her fingers walking through most of the well known animatronics such as Funtime Freddy and Circus Baby, until she saw Music Mans name printed on a relatively large file, at least compared to the rest of animatronics.

She began to flip through it. She learned that Music Man was created solely as a beta funtime animatronic meant to test out the technology used at CBPW. In that case, why was he in promotional images? She learned why soon. She learned that Music Man was going to be an attraction there, because the company didn't want to waste any money solely for the fact that they had created Music Man, and didn't feel he would be a good mascot. But Music Mans test audience didn't respond positively to his appearance and or concept, and so he and two other animatronics were scrapped from the final release of CBPW. Looking through the files more, Cynthia learned that Fazbear Entertainment was desperate to try and find Music Man a role within their branching corporations. They offered him as a purchase animatronic to entrepreneur's within the business, but to no avail. They tried placing him at a campsite only to get later replaced by another cymbal wielding Fazbear owned product. At one point, they even offered him to be auctioned off to the public, but no one bought him. It went on and on, no one wanting him or wanting to hear him. He was rated the worst animatronic of the brand.

It was horrible, to Cynthia. To live in a system where superior voices decide what fate will come to you. It was a bitter sweet song called rejection, and for Music Man, it was always on repeat.

It is because of the constant rejection to why he is angry. To him, noise was intimidation. He always had some voice deciding where he would go and even louder voices that stopped him from doing he wanted to do the most; performing. The guy in the video; he wanted to silence Music Man, like he had always been, and his way of escaping that silence was to silence the silencer. Silence the silencer....that's what he's always been doing. The childrens cries were silencing his song, so he eliminated them. The man in the truck were reminding him of his powerlessness against the voice of the company that owned him, and he didn't want to feel that way anymore. It was a vicious cycle....

And Cynthia knew she had to break it. To break his silence.