I remember when I was born there was a point in time when I was the most well known baby in Hurricane Utah. My Dad owning the famous business "Fazbears pizzeria" with the first ever animatronics common people could see.He made millions with his co-worker/long life friend, Henry Emily. Because I was a celebrity baby I was in commercials, newspapers, and even movies along with my sibling! Everyone thought we were perfect
YEAR 1981
It was the first day of summer break, daddy said this is when his pizzerias make a lot of money, when he talked to us. He is usually in the basement or his office creating blue prints or making animatronics.When the clock struck 8:00 am I woke up and got out of bed. I went over to the kitchen where I saw my older brother, Micheal, making toast. "Hi micheal" I say to him. He turns his head to face me and says to me, "Morning Y/n I'm making toast for breakfast. Want some?" I tell him "Yes please" with my best manners because I've been taught to be a lady.
"Ok can you go see if Elizabeth and Evan (I'll be using this name for the crying child) are awake?" Mike asks me. "Of course I can!"
I yell back to him a little too loudly. The I run off to Elizabeth's bedroom. I see her wearing her white pajama set with soft pink stars on the pants and a heart on the shirt. She was still sleeping so I nudge her to wake her up. Elizabeth makes a grunting sound before opening her eyes. Her messy ginger hair looks almost brown being so faded form the sun light.
"C'mon Bethy Mike is making breakfast for us!" Elizabeth screams back at me "AAAGGGH WHY WOULD YOU LET HIM COOK?!?! HE BURNS EVERYTHING!"
FLASHBACK
I yawn as I wake up from my bed. It was weird. I felt someone with me, could it be my mom I barely ever knew, or was I having déjà vu. I decided to ignore it and went on with my day. I got dressed, brushed my teeth and combed my hair. I left my room to see who was making breakfast. It would be no surprise if daddy wasn't cooking. He skips meals a lot. Micheal says he's "over working" but anytime I sneak into his office he isn't building or blueprinting he's doing something called
"remnant" I'm not sure what that is but anytime he does is "right" he gets as hyped as a kid in a candy store.
When I got to the kitchen I see a huge fire on the stove. Evan was crying, Elizabeth was yelling at Micheal, and Micheal was trying to put out the fire. I found it funny that a small five year old girl was screaming at her Thirteen year old brother. I remember Elizabeth yelled at Micheal and said something like, "MICHEAL WHAT THE HELL!? I KNOW IM NOT ALLOWED TO SWEAR BUT YOU'VE REALLY PISSED ME OFF! I mean made me angry." While Micheal was apologizing to his five-year-old sister I patted Evan on his shoulder and comforted him.
We eventually got the fire out and daddy never knew. I wish I could turn back time to when life wasn't all depressing and fake. I really felt like I wasted my younger days were but I'm sure my dad, William Afton, loves me
END OF FLASHBACK
"Crap" I say while staring out space imagining what to go wrong. "Well let's go!" Elizabeth shouts. We race into the kitchen where Michael is making toast. When we got there Michael burnt the toast! It was as black as tar. "Oops?" Micheal says to us when he acknowledged we entered the room.
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POV. You're an Afton
FanfictionY/N was born into the famous Afton family. However this family isn't as perfect as everyone thinks it to be.... ~---------~ Female pronouns, no spicy scenes, no mrs. Afton.