I activated this morning like any other. I found the curtains closed, the lights on, the stage old and damaged. The noises of careless kids coming from behind the curtains, I turned to greet Chica, however I didn't speak because the show was about to start so I just waved and she waved back. I then turned the other way to greet Bonnie who waved at me and I waved back. I then turned back to my regular position waiting for the show to start with a sense of dread because once again we had to sing for a few hours to entertain careless children.
The curtain which had purple coloring and with a pattern of white stars over it began to disappear and revealed a crowd of children screaming, shouting, and eating in a very gross way but began to quiet down as they realized the curtains had opened. I then stepped forward on the stage and said "Hey everybody! Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! I'm Freddy Fazbear." Then Chica stepped forward holding a cupcake in her left hand. She then said "And i'm Chica! Lets eat!" Bonnie then stepped forward as well. "We cant eat all the time Chica! We also have to party! My name is Bonnie!" Bonnie said. I then spoke "There is plenty of time for both! But before we do we also have to sing a very special song for a very special boy." "Oh of course!" Bonnie approved. "Where is the special birthday boy?" A little kid then stepped forward "Me" He shyly said. "And whats your name little boy?" Chica questioned. "Thomas." The little kid said. I then replied: "Well then little boy, we are all going to sing you a very special song, its called the birthday delight!"
I then switched to my automatic speech programming since I never bothered to learn the words to the song because I found it very annoying and useless, I mean why would you need a birthday song? Who came up with a stupid idea like that? Its pointless I thought. Just the very thought of listening to it makes me sick. We all began to sing the birthday delight. Bonnie started to play his guitar and Chica started to dance around and then we all began to sing. "We wish you a happy birthday! We wish you a happy birthday! We hope you have the best one you've ever had!" Bonnie then started his solo. "Hope you get lots of gifts!" Chica then sang "Lots of cake!" Bonnie continued: "So hurry up and don't be late!" We all sang: "Make it a good one because every single one counts! We wish you a happy birthday! We wish you a happy birthday!" I then ended the song with "Have the best one you've ever had!" Kids cheered but one threw a slice of pizza at me and landed on my chest smearing pizza sauce everywhere. I wanted to walk off the show stage and slap the kid who had thrown pizza at me but Chica gave me the kind of stare that says "Don't do anything wrong." I then proceeded like nothing had happened but still had this anger inside me throughout the entire day.
So that was pretty much my day, being forced to sing annoying birthday songs, getting pizza thrown on me leaving a red stain on my fur, and watching kids eat like wild animals. Luckily my favorite part of the day- or should I say "night" was coming soon.
Authors Note: Hey everybody! I just wanted to say that all rights of this story belong to Scott Cawthon, the creator of Five Nights at Freddy's. I will continue this story but first I just want to clarify a few things.
Genders:
Freddy is a male.
Chica is a female.
Bonnie is a male.
Foxy is a male.
Golden Freddy is a male.
I also plan to have Foxy introduced in the next episode, I might also have Golden Freddy introduced but i'm not completely sure.
Please tell me in the comments any ideas or suggestions for the story as long as they are reasonable like
"Foxy is the bad guy" Or something like that
But please don't do anything unreasonable like this:
"The illuminati is Freddy's dad."
Thanks for reading and I will see you in the next chapter!
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