A place of joy? (FNAF fanfic)

Chapter 7

(Time skip to the year 1987)

Vincent's POV
A couple years have passed since Scott and I had adopted the boys.  Francis was now 9 years old and Mario was going to be turning 7 in just a couple of weeks. Well anyways, it was just another typical day of work for me. I had brought the boys with me to the pizzeria so Scott could get some sleep after the night shift without the boys disturbing him.  This was our typical routine, me bringing the boys with me to work and Scott coming to get them when he woke up. 
Francis and Mario were running around with 4 other kids that were also at the pizzeria everyday.  I watched as my boys ran around chasing their friends.
Just like any other day at the pizzeria, I was making sure that all the kids were playing nicely and made sure none of them touched Fredbear or Spring Bonnie since the suits were unsafe and the normal animatronics were in the back for repair since many parts had been worn down and needed new parts. The spring locks were meant to be worn by employees, but had already killed two people.  But the company kept hush about that so people would keep coming here. Since these two suits were so dangerous, they were being used as basic animatronics instead, but were still just as dangerous. I glanced over at my kids who were playing nicely near the stage. Then headed over to one of the other rooms to see how the kids in there were doing. 

Mario's POV
I was playing with my older brother and our friends like I always did since I was too shy to go off on my own.  We were playing around near the stage when my brother decided he wanted to play the dare game. I didn't like the dare game, but not wanting to be called a baby by my friends, I decided to play anyways.

Francis's POV
I was getting bored playing tag with my friends so after a while we all walked up to the stage and I suggested we play the dare game.  Everyone but Mario agreed right away. The game was going smoothly, when suddenly, I came up with an excellent dare for my brother to do.  "Hey Mario." I said turning to my younger brother. "What?" Mario replied back, looking rather scared about what I was going to make him do.  "I dare you to go kiss Fredbear." "What?!  No please! I don't want to!" He started crying.  "Its a dare Mario. You have to do it." "I don't want to kiss Fredbear! Please anything but that!" I was starting to get annoyed with my brothers crying and so was the rest of the group. "You're kissing Fredbear even if we have to make you Mario." By now Mario was sobbing and whimpering.  I turned to Bobby. "Hey Bobby, help me pick up my brother so he can kiss Fredbear?" "Sure!" Bobby said and helped me pick up my brother and drag him on to the stage. Bobby and I walked up to Fredbear and hoisted my brother up to his face and pushed him towards the bears head.

Vincent's POV
I was walking back towards the stage when i heard sobbing and crying.  I looked towards the stage to see Francis and Bobby shoving Mario up to Fredbear's mouth.  I ran as fast as I could towards the stage, but it was too late. Fredbear's spring locks were activated and his mouth snapped shut on my sons head.  Holding back a scream, I ran towards the bear and pried his jaws open pulling out my wounded, but thankfully still breathing son. 

Mario's POV
I didn't want to do it. I didn't want to kiss Fredbear.  Dad told me not to touch the animatronics and I didn't want to break his rules, but Francis wouldn't back down and he and Bobby eventually dragged me onto the staged and shoved my head into Fredbear's mouth.  That's when I heard footsteps running towards the stage. That was the last thing I heard, before I felt strong metallic jaws snap shut on my head and the world went black.

Francis's POV
Ugh sometimes Mario is such a baby.  I know Mr. Vincent said not to touch Spring Bonnie or Fredbear, but how bad can it be? They're singing animals. They wouldn't hurt a kid.  Mario still wouldn't kiss Fredbear so I had Bobby help me get Mario up to the bears mouth.  That's when I heard footsteps coming towards us quickly and turned around to see Mr. Vincent running towards the stage.  Suddenly there was a clang of metal behind me and when I turned around to look, I nearly broke down crying because there inside Fredbear's now closed mouth was my brothers head, blood now dripping down the bears golden coat.