Sweet Nightmares(A FNAF Story)

My Son...

(Authors Note) Hey guys, this is just an extra chapter sort of thing. Anyway, it's just Maxes dads point-of-view of the bite of '87. So, here it is(BTW Maxes dads name is Vincent, it's a fanfiction thing I did not make up the name)

Vincents P.O.V
"Ok buddy" I said looking down at Max. "Go along and play, I have some work to do." Max nodded awkwardness  and sat at a table. I wasn't too concerned, he was always a little shy. I walked back to the parts and service room. I saw the Golden Freddy suit laying on the ground, opened up. I picked it up and put it back on the shelf it belonged to. Golden Freddy was always my favorite. I then walked to the  spring-loaded Golden Bonnie suit. That too was opened. The springs were untouched, like they were supposed to be. Good. I knelt down beside it and grabbed my crank that I use to climb into and out of the animatronics. It was purple like the color of my skin. I grabbed it but heard giggles. They sounded like children. I frowned and rolled my eyes. Then I heard Max scream. He was yelling "NO! STOP IT!" I was a little concerned, but went back to work. "He's probably being tickled or something" I thought smiling. "He really hates that". Then, I heard a loud crack noise. It sounded like something being crushed. I got up and brushed my legs from the dirty ground. There was screaming coming from the audience, so I guessed it was something with the animatronics. That thought fled into my head and I smiled. "Maybe a child got hurt" I thought. I could feel the smile spread further across my face and my eyes flowed a bit red. The thought of a child in pain made me feel...strong. It made me happy. I chuckled a bit to the thought as I reached the main room with the animatronics on stage. Everybody was starring at some kid in the jaws of Golden Freddys mouth. Then I noticed who that kid was. It was Max. My smile fades and my eyes changed back to the glowing white as I ran over to Max. "Max, no please!" I yelled jumping onto the stage. There was blood spilling on the animatronic and onto the stage. The animatronic was locked in place, as if it was turned off. It jaws were still down onto Maxes head, which caused the bleeding. "Someone call the ambulance!" I yelled running to the phone. After a few minutes, the police and ambulance came rushing in. At that point, most of the guest had left of had been sent home. Max was pulled out of Golden Freddys haw and put into the ambulance. I hopped inside and we started driving. Many street lights and cars passed by us, and the car ambulance kept speeding by. I looked over to Max, who was lying in a stretcher. The doctors who were along with us were working on him. Then we finally arrived to the hospital.

Max was sleeping. The doctors said they didn't know he was going to wake up. If he was going to wake up. I sat on a chair to the right of him. I felt the tears run out of my eyes and fall down my face. My youngest son, hurt, because of me. I leaned closer to him, laying my hand on his chest. Letting my tears hit him, I leaned over him. "I'm sorry. I just, I didn't think this would happen. Please be okay. I know Todd didn't mean to do this, he was just trying to be funny. He is, along with me, very sorry." I said. I stepped back and looked to the machines that he was hooked up to. "WHY?!" I yelled throwing my hat to the other side of the room. I put my back to the wall and slid down it slowly. I grabbed my head and held it. I let my tears run down my face and hit the floor. I slammed my fist to the ground and kept hitting it repeatedly, angrily thrashing at the ground. After a few minutes I pulled my hand up to my face. It was badly bruised and bleeding. "Ugh! Great! How am I supposed to work now?!" I yelled at myself. Then I just sighed, listening to the beeping from the medical machines and to Maxes soft breathing. I kept expecting him to swing himself up like he does when he was having a nightmare, but he didn't. This wasn't a nightmare. It was something worse. Something he could not wake up from, and something that affected others too. Something that affected me, and always will....