Freddy
"Wake up, (Y/N)! It's time for your first day of first grade!" I shook my daughter awake. She moaned and pulled the blanket back over her head.
"Da-ad! I don't wanna!"
"(Y/f/n) (y/m/n), get up! This instant!!" I demanded. Upon hearing her middle name, (y/n) bolted out of bed and ran to her closet.
"What should I wear, Daddy?" She turned to me. I pulled out a striped dress (see picture above) and a necklace to match. (Y/N)'s eyes widened.
"It's so pretty, Dad!" She squealed.
"Not as pretty as Daddy's little girl!" I smooth her messy hair. I got her dressed and her hair done, then walked her to school.
"What if the other kids don't like me?" She clung to my hand. I knelt down in my suit and lifted her bright eyes to mine.
"I assure you, they're going to love you! You are a smart little girl, and you're going to have a lot of friends. Can you be brave for me? Like Uncle Foxy?" I told her. She smiled and nodded.
"Be good, listen to the teacher, and make new friends. I'll see you in a little bit," I hugged her, and watched as she walked right up to a boy in a red coat and said hi. My little socialist.
Chica
"Mom, hurry! I don't want to be late! Third grade is important!" (Y/N) pulls on my arm. Foxy chuckles and shakes his head.
"Don't ye get too riled up, (y/n). Yer mother and I will get ye to school in time," he shushed her. She grinned and walked slower.
"Now, sweetheart, you must listen to your teacher, OK?" I reminded her.
"Mommy, you say that every day! Hurry, Ronaldo is waiting for me at the gate! He brought his soccer ball and he's going to teach me how to play!" She urged. Foxy put her on his shoulders and speed-walked to the gate.
"Bye, Mom! Bye, Uncle Foxy!" She waved before running with her friend to the field.
"Kids," Foxy muttered with a smile.
Bonnie
I drove my daughter to her kindergarten and ushered her in.
"Daddy! Please stay here with me!" She pleaded. I knelt down and stroked her cheek.
"Sorry, bunny rabbit. Daddy's got chores to do at home and Uncle Freddy and Auntie Chica have things they need fixed. I will come back to pick you up in two hours, OK?" I told her. She agreed and squeezed me.
"Bye, Daddy," she waved. I returned the gesture and left.
Foxy
"Dad, I don't want to go to school. All of the kids will hate me!" (Y/N) pouted on her bed.
"No, they won't. Yer going to have a lot of friends," I retorted. She huffed and got dressed. I took her hand and we drove to her school.
"It be the first day of second grade, me pirate princess. Be good fer yer Daddy, OK?" She snickered and climbed out of me car. The little lass waved goodbye and disappeared from sight.
So that was school. Hope you like the update. And yes, they all drive. Watch out for Bonnie, though. He's a speed demon. Lolz, PEACE OUT, MAH WOLVES!!
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Five Nights at Freddy's Daughter scenarios
FanfictionI saw there were no daughter scenarios except for Purple Guy, so I decided to be the first!