Let's Be a Band! - a FNaF fanfiction DISCONTINUED

(5) Ebony.

Cassidy sat at one of the tables no one was at, her face in her hands and bored as hell.
She pulled out a notepad and pencil out of her bag and started doodling on the lined paper.
She thought for a moment before looking around the room for inspiration. She saw many cartoon posters of each animatronic with a vibrant backgrounds behind them, their iconic sayings in big letters next to them while they were posing in various poses and had their teeth bared in a big smile.
She decided to draw foxy, who in the poster held his hook in the air and his were jaws parted to look like he was saying the words posted next to him: "Arr, Matey!"
She drew a squiggly circle (since no human can draw a perfect circle) and then she started drawing the ears and the hook. She colored the eyepatch in with little lines of her pencil, and then started coloring in the nose and the mouth. She made his mouth look like he had sharp teeth to make him cooler and more frightening. She didn't know why, but she thought the animatronics were scary. Well, anyone would think that. Anyone sane would think that.
Evan thought that.
Her friend, Evan Afton, had thought they were terrifying.
She added little details to the drawing while her mind traveled elsewhere. Of course Evan didn't like the animatronics, his brother had petrified him with that freaky foxy mask. Cassidy remembered being at his birthday party when Micheal had come up to them...

"What are you doing, Crybaby?" Micheal had spat.
"Leave him alone!" Cassidy had defended him like a good friend.
Evan looked at Cassidy, then back at Micheal. "Ple-please leave me alone." Evan stuttered. "Please."
"That's right, Evan! Tell him!" A blonde-haired girl yelled from across the room with a brown-haired girl next to her sipping from a juice box. Elizabeth and Charlie. "Tell him how he smells like sh—"
"Lizz!" Charlie said her name and put a hand on Elizabeth's mouth while laughing. "Don't say that! I mean, its probably true." Both girls giggled into their hands after that.
Micheal rolled his eyes, but had looked mildly hurt at his little sister's words. He pulled his fox mask hanging from his neck to his face and pulled on Evan's arm. "Come on, dude. Me and my friends have a little surprise for you." The Foxy mask smiled creepily at his brother.
Evan hid behind Cassidy. "No! Cassidy, help me, please."
Cassidy got up and stared into Micheal's face. "Leave. Him. Alone." She said. "It's his birthday."
Micheal rolled his eyes. "No." He pushed her back and she stumbled, falling and banging the back of her head on the table behind her. "I can do what I like. And I like teasing this kid." He looked back at Evan and started pretending to cry, his hands over his masked eyes. His shoulders were shaking a bit.
He uncovered his face and he was laughing. "Come on, buddy," he said as he forcefully grabbed his brother's hand. "Let's go see Fredbear."
"No!" Evan tried to push him away. "No! He's scary!"
Micheal laughed. "Come on, dude. Nothing to be scared of."
Three kids about Micheal's age came over. They each had a mask. Bonnie, Freddy, and Chica. They had their masks over their face and were smiling evilly behind them.
"No! I don't want to go!" Evan yelled, tears already falling down his face as they picked him up.
"Evan!" Cassidy yelled. Her head hurt. She got up and wobbled slightly. Charlie and Elizabeth came over to help her.
"Elizabeth! Do something! He doesn't want to go!"
Elizabeth looked at her and shrugged. "It's okay. Micheal alway's does this."
Cassidy sighed. "Why don't you do anything?"
Elizabeth didn't answer for a second, then she shrugged again. "He'll be fine. He always is. After he's done crying, at least."
Charlie put her hand up to the back of Cassidy's head. "Cassidy, you're bleeding."
Cassidy's eyes widened a bit. Then Charlie added, "I mean, not that much."
"I—" Cassidy opened her mouth. She and the two girls then turned to see the teenagers and Evan in front of Fredbear. They lifted him up.
"Please! No!" Evan cried.
Elizabeth ran up to the stage. "Miche—"
"Oh, look! He wants to get even closer!" They all laughed after Micheal said that and brought him closer to the terrifying animatronic.
"Guys, stop!" Charlie ran over to stand beside her friend and yelled at them.
Cassidy still stood at the foot of the table she was at, feeling the back of her head.
"Let's give him a big kiss!"
"Micheal, please put me down—"
"One..."
"Put him down!" Elizabeth demanded her older brother. He and his friends seemed to be ignoring her, though.
"Two..."
William came over and looked at them. His bored expression turned to horror at what they were doing. Cassidy didn't understand why.
"Get off the stage." He commanded, saying the sentence quick. "Micheal—it's his birthday, and he deserves one day of—"
Evan screamed something at the same time they said "Three".
He screamed with a large amount of tears pouring into Fredbear's mouth: "PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO D—"
A crunching sound inturupted his last word.
And lots of blood. Lots of blood on Fredbear. Lots of blood on his mouth and LOTS coming from his Evan's forehead.

Cassidy threw her pencil down on the piece of paper aggressively, and the sharp point stabbed a tiny hole through it. She felt big wet tears sliding down her face. She wiped her eyes with her canary yellow sleeve until they were kind of dry. She looked down at her Foxy drawing to realize she had been drawing small jagged lines all over the paper. She leaned down to squint at her paper. It felt very strange that she mysteriously drew a bunch of the same sized lines on the notepaper.
"Hi! I like your drawing!"
Cassidy started and turned, surprise making her eyes widen. "Ev—oh."
"You're drawing Foxy? It's really cool!" The kid chattered on, as if she cared.
"Yeah, well—" Cassidy said, only to be interrupted again.
"I love Foxy! He's my favorite robot!" He stated.
"Animatronic," she corrected.
"Robot, animatronic, whatever. Can I draw with you?"
"It's a big difference. Animatronics are meant to act like humans or animals and robots aren't." Cassidy informed the little redhead.
"So, can I draw with you? Does that mean I can't?" The boy tilted his head sideways.
"Yes. That means you can't. Leave me alone."
He smiled and got on his hands and knees to crawl under the seat and under the table. He popped up in the seat across from her. "I'm Fritz," he said, reaching over to grab a piece of paper on the table.
Cassidy sighed. "What part of "leave me alone" do you not get?" she grumbled loudly, but it didn't make the kid go away. Not like it would.
"I don't get nothing you're saying right now, I just want to draw."
Cassidy looked back down at her sketch. "Alright. Fine. I'm Cassidy."
"Nice to meet you, Cass!" Fritz chirped happily as he started drawing.
Cass? That nickname? You could've used something else. She felt uncomfortable with him calling her that, but she stayed silent.
Why am I thinking about Evan now? I should be over his death.
She looked at the animatronics singing and rocking on the stage. That's why. It's because this place is exactly the same. And made by the same company. The same people. 
She looked down at her drawing, sighed, and began shading in the sketch with precise lines, as silent as ever.