Henry
Cemetery, 1983
We all stand there silently. We surround the coffin. "We are gathered here today to mourn the death of a kind soul" says the priest. "A joyful little girl that everybody loved has died yesterday" he continues.
"May the father of the victim want to say something" asks the priest. "Sure" says William Afton. "My daughter Clara was a kind soul" he says. "I just want to say..." he says. He wipes a tear from his face. "...i miss my baby girl" he says. I look over at Michael and he gives Afton a dirty look.
I look down at the coffin with who was Clara Afton. A little girl who's life was taken away by one of me and Williams creations. Poor Clara. I know it's my fault for putting that special feature in Baby. Lucky Fredbear’s Family Diner is still in business because we are probably going to have to close down Circus Baby’s.
People continue talking about how they knew Clara and it's heartbreaking she had such an awful death. I see tears on Williams face as he looks at the grave. Clara Afton 1977 - 1983, Death to robot at Circus Baby's Pizza World. It says.
"Does anyone have any last words?" Asks the priest. "I have something to say" says Michael. "I know i never met Clara and this is the first time i knew she existed it's sad to know my sister died this way" he says. "Its time" says the priest.
The grave lowers down into the ground. Everybody looks at the grave as it lowers. People arrive to cover the grave in dirt. As the dirt covers the coffin everybody walks to there cars. I think today was a day everybody mourned.
Circus Baby
Circus Baby's Pizza World, 1983
I stand on the stage alone. It is dark. I think the building closed because we haven't had a single visitor today. I am the only one on stage. Ballora, Funtime Freddy, and Funtime Foxy are all wondering around the building.
I can't stop remembering that girl from yesterday. She walked up to me and it just happened. I can't believe that happened. It wasn't my fault. I was programed to do that. It wasn't my fault. It was the special feature.
"Freddy were was everybody?" I hear Bon Bon ask from the distance. I can hear all kinds of conversation around the building. I just like to stand on stage because it gives me peace before show time. I just can't stop remembering that little girl from yesterday.
I think that little girl is in me in some way. It's like when it happened a part of her went in me. Not a literal part but a part of life. Like a part of her soul. As if i am her and she is me. Then i hear the Bidybabs walking down the hallway.
"Is everything going to be ok?" I hear one of them ask me. "I hope so" i tell them. The Bidybab exits the room. "She said it's going to be ok" i heard her tell the other Bidybab. I just hope that's true.
Suddenly i hear the door open. I see Funtime Foxy, Funtime Freddy and Ballora walk in. They are followed by the Bidybabs and the Minirinas. The Bidybabs are these little robotic, animatronic babies that usually stand by my side.
The Minirinas are these brownish animatronic figures with pink dresses and white faces. They usually stand by Ballora during show time. There are two Bidybabs and four Minirinas.
"BABY!" One of the Bidybabs yell. "What is it?" I ask the Bidybab. "There are people here" she says. "What people?" I ask. "People with crates, i think they're going to take us away" says Bon Bon.
"They aren't going to take anyone away" i tell them. "But they're here with-with crates to put us in" says Funtime Freddy. "Do you know how many people are here?" I ask them. "About five or six" says Ballora. I walk out of the room to investigate.
In the hallways i see two shadows. Two people have large crates where i guess we are going to be ported in. Then they see me. I run for cover as they charge after me. I run into the main stage room where all the other animatronics are. "Baby?" The Bidybab says confused. "What?" I ask.
"Baby, your eyes" the Bidybab says. "What about my eyes?" I ask. "Your eyes are green!" She says surprised. "Wait, they're green?" I ask. "Yes" says the Bidybab. "But my eyes were blue" i tell her. "I know" she says. "Now they are a shiny green" says the Bidybab.
I begin to think why my eyes would be green. They used to be a dark blue. Then i remember the girl that i attacked yesterday. I notice that her eyes were green as well. Oh no. A part of her did become a part of me. Her soul is inside of my body.
Then i hear people walking down the hallways. They're here. "Everybody get back on stage" i tell everybody. Everyone rushes to the stage so the people might spare them. Suddenly the door opens. I make sure to be quiet. I need to pretend.
The people look around the facility. They study everything just to make sure a Minirina or a Bidybab aren't hiding under the tables. Then i see the flashlight point in my direction. I stand perfectly still as they look at us. "Bring in the boxes" says one of the employees.
They wheel in five large crates. "Put them in" on man says. They grab one of the Bidybabs and place her in one of the crates. They grab all four of the Minirinas and place them in the same crate. Another employee grabs the other Bidybab and places her in the same crate.
They grab out packaging tape and tapes the crate shut. Next all of them grab Ballora and place her in the second crate. As they seal that crate they grab Funtime Freddy and seal him up in the third crate.
They put Funtime Foxy in the fourth crate and seal her up to. I know that the fifth crate is for me. I won't go out without a fight though. As they walk up to me to grab me i open my faceplates. I grab one of the employees and throw them to the ground.
They all team up on me and force me inside the fifth crate. I try to escape but they seal up the crate. Its obvious i can't fight anymore. I sit there as i feel them wheel me into a delivery truck.
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Five Nights at Freddy's : World of Hurt
HorrorWelcome to Freddy Fazbears Pizza. Come enjoy pizza, family fun, and kid freindly animatronics. At least that what Fazbear Entertainment wants you to think. Micheal Afton, One of the co-founders son, Finds out about his father's Horrible secret. Will...
