The Afton Family

Part 1: The Aftons Household

Williams pov:

"I figured out a plan for the grand opening for this place. You better like it cause I spent to much time on it, Henry." I lay the blue prints and notes out on the table in front of us.

"Really, well I gotta take a like then!" Henry had that smile he always had on, no matter how he felt, the smile was always there.

"So what if we go inside the animatronics? We could really get the kids attention since we'd be able to talk to them." I don't even wanna talk to kids but the money we'd get is good. I know, me and Henry already have money that we don't even need but, come on, who doesn't want more money- am I right?

"Oh my- William that's great! You have the best ideas! This is a great opportunity to put money away for when Charlie gets to college!"

There goes Henry with the "putting money away for my kid that's literally only six years old" like I know he's more- I guess, smarter with saving money, but I have a plan for my money. The one thing I want is to be immortal. 

"Yeah whatever. It's time to go, see you tomorrow, Henry." I say right before walking out if there. The grand opening is on Wednesday. It's Monday right now so we've got a day or so to prepare. I get in my car, and drive off to my house.

Michael's pov:

I hold C.C's fredbear plush over my head in a taunting way, I have my foxy mask on my face while I say things like, " crybaby" or "loser"

C.C is crying and it's actually getting annoying.

"Stop Mikey! Give it back!"

Elizabeth is in the room too. Of course she is, she can't keep her ass out of drama.

"Mikey I'll tell dad if you don't stop!" Elizabeth says, I know she will cause she always does.

"Aye if you wanna keep that pretty tiara of yours, you won't tell dad shit."

I hear the front door open followed by my fathers voice " I'm home." Elizabeth is the first one to run out of the room and yell, "DADDY!" She's six years old, she loves our father more than anyone. She does everything to try and make him proud, but making him proud is close to impossible.

I'm sixteen and my little brother C.C is five. I'm not the only one who bully's him, my other three friends also bully him. I have them each a mask like me, except, they got Freddy ( my friend Fredrick), Bonnie (My friend Mark), and Chica (my friend Simon) masks.

"Michael Afton." My fathers voice is most certainly not happy. "C.C, do you mind going in your room or play with Lizzy?" C.C nods his head and runs with Elizabeth. That stupid snitch- she probably told Father that I bullied C.C again.

"How many damn times to I have to tell you that it's not okay to bully your little brother!"

"Sorry." I roll my eyes.

"Hey- don't roll your eyes at me you brat."

"Whatever."

"And you better fix that attitude of yours."