A Brand-New Life: Sequel to Not A Monster

Chapter 1: Missing You

A/N for those of you who don't know me, the pic up top is of me a few days before 4th of July. Mah outfit, tho! I call myself the walking American flag. If it's too blurry, cry an ocean, build a bridge and GET OVER IT! It was the only good one I could find. Hope you like the sequel! Btw, this chapter is like the memories my family has of me during my funeral. Love y'all. On to the new story!

Mom's POV

The funeral commenced at the new Freddy Fazbear's pizza. A plaque was placed next to the entrance, reading:

"This restaurant is built in honor of the memory of Destiny Tyleen Moebius, the youngest and most treasured member of this staff. May you rest in peace, Destiny." (don't make fun of my middle name!)

"If anyone would like to say anything in memory of Destiny, please feel free to come up to the stage," the pastor stated. Aaron stood and made his way to the front.

"Being the youngest in the family is hard, and I don't have many people who understand me. My sister did, and life without her is going to be hard. I don't think any of us will have much of a life anymore. She was the glue that held my family together, and only she could put the pieces of anyone's broken heart together, because she, of all people, had an optimism that I will never get to see again. Thank you." Applause sounded around the room.

*le time skip brought to you by Bonnie's guitar*

"That concludes the end of our service. Thank you all for being here," Pastor Mahaffie finished. Eden and her family stood and left with a final goodbye. Eden cried hard as she ran her fingers along the plaque. The rest of us rose, collected the picture of her, and left.

"Excuse me, can I speak to Aaron?" Mr. Fazbear called. Aaron turned and nodded.

"I would like you to be the new night guard here in three years in honor of your sister," he swept his arm towards the pizzeria.

"That would be great, sir. I am willing to do it," my son responded. The man shook his hand and left.

"Let's go home," I waved. We headed home in silence.

*another time skip brought to you by pizza*

Aaron's POV

I'm fourteen now. For three years, Destiny has been dead. A couple times I think I can hear her voice. Scott and the other two like to sit in her room and reminisce about her. I am the only one who refuses to accept that she's gone. Every afternoon, I go to my hideout and keep the animatronics company. Over and over again they apologize for her death, but my response is always the same. She's not dead. I can feel it.

"So, Aaron, can you find a way to get us back to the pizzeria?" Freddy asked.

"Yeah," I say. They look excited, but I know on the inside they're like me. Doubtful. During that evening, we rush to the restaurant and I help them sneak in. Foxy heads to his remodeled cove and looks around. The Toys explore the new stage, but their hearts obviously still hurt. I should give them some good news.

"I'm going to take my sister's place as night guard," I announce. They face me with happy expressions on their faces. I explore the restaurant, and find something unusual.

"Hey, Chica, has there always been this cellar door in the kitchen?" I hollered. She came in and examined it.

"I never noticed it. There was always a small rug they kept on the floor," she shook her head, baffled. I pulled it open and coughed from the dust that was kicked up. The rest of the crew crowded behind me.

"There's a broken ladder," Bonbon observed. I climbed down the safe part and jumped down the rest of the way.

"Meh, it's too dark to see," I shouted up. Foxy hopped down and his glowing eye lit up the space. I saw a large lump in the far corner of the area. I went to examine it with Foxy.

"What is it?" I shiver from the cold.

"Methinks it be a sack of potatoes?" Foxy guessed.

"No, they would rot down here. This thing looks bloody and gross," I poked at it. Foxy stepped closer and the light from his eye lit the thing up more.

"What's down there? Is it cool?" Balloon Boy called.

"No, BB, it be disgusting," Foxy gagged. I quickly summoned up my courage and turned the thing over. An arm slid down and fell on the floor.

"It's a person," I remarked. Foxy stepped closer and the face became illuminated. I screamed. I know who this person is.

"Destiny?" I whimpered.

A/N ahahaha! My body has been found! Now, to answer a more important question: am I alive or dead? Stay tuned!!!!