A Murder at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria

The Start

Story By Monsterkirby and Darytalic

Editor: Darytalic

People:

          Name: Blake Skittlez

          Age: 16

          Personality: Childish, A tad bit goofy, Happy, Mexican/American, Intelligent

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             Name: Ayumi Hiriyoshi                                                                      (A-YOO-ME   HE-RE-YO-SHE)

           Age: 17

        Personality: Cheerful, Clever, Very childish, mysterious at times, Sneaky, Japanese

BTW, Ayumi and Blake are Best Friends.

Toy Bonnie's POV

It all started as a normal day. I could hear the sounds of mechanical machines clicking and clacking as Toy Chica and Mangle were being constructed. Toy Freddy and I were talking about 'The Ones In The Backroom'. Freddy told me he heard some children gossiping about how 'the ones in the backroom', and how we were made with some of their parts. Not to mention, I apparently have old Bonnie's face. Nevertheless, I like how the workers let all us animatronics walk around the whole day. Today, I went into the game room. Balloon Boy was in there, so I greeted him. "Hello!" I said. He started laughing, "Hi Bonnie!" The smile stuck on his face was gleaming with brightness that I have never have seen before. I told him, "Well, I'm leaving. Goodbye!", and just walked away. I went to the backstage, and then went into 'Sleep mode'. I couldn't wait until I could wake up, and start playing on my guitar on the stage.

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I woke up, and what I see, is kids running around the Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. My guitar was laying before me, so I picked it up and started to play a joyful tune. The newly made Mangle was playing with the joyfully screaming kids in Kids Cove. I sort of felt bad for her, since the little ones there tend to... be quite reckless at times. But nevertheless, she wasn't part of our crew. I saw the doors to the pizzeria open, and there stood a boy and a girl, who were as cute as can be. The girl had long, light brown hair, parted to the right. Her outfit was a normal,red plaid dress, with tights that are a deep blue with sparkly silver stars on them, and boots as dark as night. She had fair, pale skin, with hazel eyes sparkling with laughter. The boy, on the other hand, had short hair, which were a deep black. The T-shirt he was wearing  had a picture of Foxy, and his denim blue jeans were nicely paired with his black-rimmed glasses, which were revealing eyes as deep as the blue ocean, shining with joy. His shoes were converse, a popular type of shoes around children at this time.

They walked over to me, so the sight of me was more clearer to them. Even though I was aware those children were looking at me, I walked off the stage to go see how Mangle was doing. I asked her if she was okay, but she replied with nothing but a stare. A couple of hours later, the Pizzeria started to close, and then a strange man that I have never seen before, entered the premises. My facial recognition started to malfunction, and my mechanical brain started to ache like never before. Out of all the animatronics, I was the only one who stayed on the stage, avoiding to greet him.