Five Nights at Black Gold Freddy's

Night 2: Tragic Past

Laughter

"All right, children. Calm down. I'll get to you all soon enough."

Black Gold Freddy was attending to six different children at six separate party tables. But this was a different Black Gold Freddy than the one Saya had encountered. Her design was a bit older and a bit more simple. Her hair and her outfit was colored golden, and it was easy to tell that she was a spring-lock animatronic. Her title then was Black Gold Fredbear.

Each child was wanting what was in Black Gold Fredbear's hand; a tray full of sweet, pink-colored cupcakes. But there was only one Fredbear and six different children, so they often got annoyed and impatient with her.

Even so, Fredbear still put on a smile and tended to the children as quickly as she could. Each time she reached a child before they became too impatient, she would set down a cupcake with a smile, calming the child and causing them to literary scarf down the cupcake and then whine for the next one.

This had to be the fourth trip she had to make to the kitchen to make more cupcakes for the apparently starving children. She sighed of exhaustion with a tired smile on her face; just how much could these children eat?!

She noticed that a young boy was whining and growing impatient because he was hungry yet again. She turned to the boy with a sweet smile.

"Don't worry, honey. I'm coming with a fresh cupcake."

She started walking toward the child when she stopped in the middle of the restaurant. She stopped because out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a young child outside of the restaurant, staring longingly through the window. This child was a young girl with brown, curly hair, and brown eyes. She was wearing a light blue t-shirt with a purple, ruffled skirt, she had white sneakers on her feet.

The sorrowed and longing look in her eyes made Fredbear completely stop and stare at the poor child. She couldn't move; she had completely forgotten about the child that was whining about not having a cupcake to eat, who was now screaming his head off because he grew so impatient.

Soon, the other children finished their cupcakes and were in the same state as the first child, screaming their heads off for another cupcake. But Fredbear couldn't do anything; she was stuck in that same spot because of the gaze of the girl outside. Why didn't she just come in? It was clear she wanted to, but it was also clear that something was holding her back.

What was she doing out there in the first place?

What was holding her back?

Why was she -- wait, who is that?

Soon, a car pulled out behind the young child. Even so, she couldn't tell because she was so infatuated with what was going on inside the pizzeria. Soon, the car door opened, revealing a grown man who was... purple? Either that or he was wearing purple clothes; Black Gold Fredbear couldn't tell.

The man inched his way toward the ever so unsuspecting young girl. Fredbear narrowed her eyes in confusion as to what he was doing, until she saw the man raise a knife above his head. Her eyes widened and she yelled for the girl to look behind her, as she reached out for the young child.

Luckily, the girl heard her and looked behind her. Even so, she turned just a bit too late as the man plunged his knife downward right as she turned. The knife dug through the young child's head as Fredbear watched with wide eyes. The girl fell without a word as the knife was taken out of her.

Fredbear stood there, motionless.

What was she to do? She just watched a child being murdered and the killer was still standing in front of the pizzeria. But what could she do? The murderer was OUTSIDE of the restaurant, the one place Fredbear couldn't access.