Five nights at Freddy's (Complete Fanstory, 1-4)

Bite of 87' (Jeremy)

"Hello there, Mr. Fitzgerald. Did you have a good night?" He wore his widest grin.

"No, I almost died! Thank you very much for asking!"

"Ah, well, I could have done that if I could." He pulled out a wrench, studying my every move.

I was leaning back in my chair, looking in every direction for my escape.

"Ho ho, Mr. Fitzgerald, you can't...you know you can't..."

His eyes were bulging, his grin was pure evil. He was going to kill me. "Teaches you very well not to nose around in my business."

He looked down beside my desk, The Freddy head was what he was staring at. "Ah, you seem to like Freddy. Well, you'll experience more, I imagine, when I stuff you into his suit."

P.G laughed at me. I saw my wrench, still laying on the floor. I reached to grab it and flung it at P.G.

"AH! YOU SHITHEAD!" It hit his head. He moaned in pain as his hand clutched his head.

I started to run past him, he threw his wrench at me and hit me on my side, in my rib. I ached in pain but I still ran. I ran down the hallway, past the dining room and out the door.

My fingers were rushing over the keys as I tried to find the one to start my car. P.G came running out of the pizzeria, still clutching the wrench. I tired every key as quickly as I could, oh thank god, I found the key to start my car.

The car putted and spurred, it didn't start.

Fuck! Don't do this to me now!

P.G was hitting my car with his wrench as I was turning the key over and over, trying to start my car. P.G hit my car window, glass flew past my face and scratched my cheek.

P.G laughed, "I told you Mr. Fitzgerald, you can't..." He lifted his hand through the window to try and grab me.

Please work, please work, the car sprang to life and the tires screeched as I drove as fast as I could. I escaped.

I knew that I still had to go to the birthday party, no matter what I say and no matter what I do, I had to go.

Phone guy doesn't know what P.G is planning, and I deeply doubt that he's even going to believe me, but I need to be there, I need to save the kids. I need to save them, help them.

The birthday party seemed very uplifting, lots of kids were here, crap. There were bright colours of blue, pink, green, red and yellow.

Balloons were all over the place, either on the floor or floating in the air.

A big happy birthday sign was above the stage where the animatronics laid.

As I guessed, Phone guy wouldn't listen to me when I told him what P.G was planning, he said that was nonsense, that P.G had worked for the pizzeria for years and would never do such a thing. Man, Phone guy is so flipping stupid.

I stood beside the stage as the animatronics were playing their songs. I watched the kids run and play around the pizzeria. Surprisingly, my eyes started to water. My god, P.G, don't do this.

I secretly brought a wrench in case I get the chance to fix them. I also brought a hammer, a very strong, heavy one, in case I need to hit them. Because fuck the rules, they should already be destroyed. I only kept my eyes on the animatronics.

"Well, this party seems like a riot!" Phone guy walked up beside me.

"Yes, yes indeed." I spoke solemnly.

"Why are you so glum, Mr Fitzgerald? Be happy! If this party becomes a hoot, people will start to come to the pizzeria more, making us stay in business and you richer." Phone guy added.