Five Nights at Freddy's Daughter scenarios

Your Sweet Sixteen

Freddy

Today was a very special day for my daughter. I had long gotten out of the hospital, and was still healing from my injuries, but today, my family was about to celebrate (Y/N)'s sweet sixteenth birthday. Chica had taken her dress shopping and Bonnie and Foxy were decorating the house. I was trying to help, but with my arm in a sling and a still-healing bullet hole in my shoulder it was very difficult.

"Freddy, why don't you let us take care of this? You still need to rest," Bonnie sat me back down on a kitchen chair.

"On (Y/N)'s special day? Only on my deathbed!" I retorted. He glared at me with his maroon-red eyes.

"You practically just were, dude," he snapped. I relented, for my little brother was right. Chica and (Y/N) walked in happily, carrying a large bag.

"Dad! Do you want to see the dress I picked?" She asked.

"Of course, honey. Let's see," I gestured to the bag. She eagerly pulled out a flowing sleeveless brown dress with a silvery-gold shawl. My eyes widen at her selection.

"Honeybear, it's gorgeous! Now hurry, get ready. Your friends, cousins, and Uncle Goldie will be here soon," I grinned. She giggled and ran to the bathroom down the hall to shower and get dressed. When she finished, she wore the dress she picked out and her (H/L) (H/C) hair was in a bun with bobby pins directed in a chevron.

"Beautiful, lassie," Foxy wiped a tear from his eye. She spun, and the dress flowed out gracefully. By the end of the day, even though everyone had left and she was in lounging clothes, she still looked pretty.

Chica

I wanted my little girl's sweet sixteen to be as great as mine was, so we drove to the store and picked out a lovely yellow dress with black roses for her. When we got home, I had her show her uncles.

"(Y/N/N), that is so cute!" Bonnie squealed as she showed them. I was having issues with my crutches after getting out of the hospital two days before, so I had to walk around with Freddy's help.

"Go get ready, everyone will be here soon," I ushered her into the bathroom. She came out, twirling gracefully. My heart caught in my chest and I began to cry.

"My little chick, all grown up. You'll look so sweet tonight," I chuckled. Sure enough, Goldie, her cousins and some of her friends arrived. The party went on for hours, then finally, everyone left, and my daughter sat on the couch, laying her head on my shoulder.

"Best... party.... ever," she sighed. I laughed.

"It sure was, sweetheart. Sure was," I stroked her curled hair.

Bonnie

Today was the big day. My bunny rabbit's sixteenth birthday. We were planning to go to Goldie's apartment for her party. Well, us guys were already here, waiting impatiently for (Y/N) and Chica to arrive. They had went dress shopping and didn't want us to see her until the party. Goldie sat on the couch with Foxy, their legs bouncing crazily. Freddy stared off into space, leaning on the counter drumming his fingers on the granite. I sat nervously, holding my crutches from the shooting I was involved in. The door opening startled us.

"Introducing sixteen-year-old (Y/N) Fazbear," Chica announced, side-stepping to let my daughter in. She wore a single-strap purple dress that transferred from pure purple to a bright violet. Her hair was in a braid.

"What do you think?" She spread her arms. I stood up, completely speechless.

"I... I... don't know what to say," I stammered. She blushed immensely, walking to her Uncle Goldie, who enveloped her in a hug.

"My niece is so beautiful. Happy sweet sixteen, honey," he shuddered, tears flowing. Soon her friends and cousins came, and the party went till midnight. I watched as she glided upstairs after we got home, retiring to bed. My bunny is growing up.

Foxy

I be very eager today, as this be the sixteenth birthday of me pirate princess. I asked me sister to buy a dress for her. I had to stay stationary for a while, because I had just gotten out of the hospital a few hours ago, so I couldn't take her. I heard a car door slam, and me sister and daughter came in.

"Hi, Daddy, we're back," she called. Bonnie helped me up, and I hugged her gently.

"What dress did ye get, lass?" I pointed with me hook to the bag in her hand. She pulled out a red dress that faded to white.

"I love it! Ye have good taste, the both of ye," I smiled.

"Thanks," they both grinned.

"Go get ready. Yer guests be on their way," I nudged her into the bathroom. Goldie, her cousins, and her friends arrived before she was out.

"Are you guys ready?" (Y/N) called.

"Aye, lass. Come on out," I nodded. She strutted out from the bathroom wearing the red dress, black heels, and a white tiara.

"Lassie, ye be the most beautiful teenager I've ever seen," I breathed. She looked down, blushing as red as her dress.

"Let's get this party started!" Springtrap yelled, and invited (Y/N) to dance. I watched happily as me daughter spun and danced with her cousins.

"Dad, are you able to dance?" She asked.

"I don't know, sweetheart. But, let me ask yer Uncle Bonnie," I shrugged.

"Bonnie, can I dance yet?" I called to me brother, who was talking to Mangle.

"Yes, Foxy, you're ok to get up," he nodded. I stood eagerly, guiding me pirate princess to the middle of the room. Soft music played, and we swayed with it.

"Happy sweet sixteen, (Y/N/N)," I whispered.

"Thank you, Dad. I'm so glad we survived that crash, or I wouldn't be dancing with you," she replied. The party had ended already, but me princess and I still danced for hours. Me little lass is growing too fast.