little sister. (Fnaf Fiction)

your nightmare

. . .

It's oddly quiet. Usually I hear billy but not tonight.... strange.

Did I fall asleep?
I'm i dreaming?
I'm not sure what to think. I opened my eyes to my room. Looking around...everything looks the same. But something feels off. I get up. It's still silent.

"Billy?" I whisper. Nothing.
"Vincent?" Nothing again.
"Anybody?" The silence was killing me. I pushed open the door. Faint music could be heard now. It sounds far but it's getting closer with every step I take. I push open the door that I heard the music from and step inside.

I see the ballerina dancing around the room as her music box plays. She looked beautiful in the dull lighting. I close the door and open another one. Ft Freddy was in this one. Taking to bon-bon. He must be really lonely. I feel kinda bad for him. I open another door. Ft foxy is taking and waving to an invisible crowd, taking about stories and other games the children can play now he is lonely...or she.

One more door...i opened it and toke a step. Baby stood there silent, staring at nothing. She wasn't doing anything like all the others were. I heard a door slam and turned around to an empty room...the door was gone.
Now I know I'm dreaming.
I faced baby again she was closer, still staring at nothing.

"This is weird" I said quietly to myself. I stepped closer to baby. Her eyes lit up and looked directly at me.

"Don't hold it against us" was all she said ad her eyes start to leak black ink or oil or something. Her smile seemed to get wider and her stomach opened up.

I jolted awake breathing heavily. I look over at the clock. 6:15. For once I wished my alarm would go off.

"Nightmare?" Billy stood there outside my open door. "I know how that feels" he chuckles. I slightly chuckle a little too.

"Yeah. I'm sure you do" I reply rubbing my eyes. "Are you doing o.k?"
He shook his head.

"Its getting worse every night. But I can't complain much.... not that they care..."

I sighed heavily plopping down on the bed again. This is the first time vinny wouldn't take us to Fredbears. He's sick. Sick of seeing billy be a coward. So he's completely ignoring us today. Witch is good I suppose. Tomorrow's billy's birthday and I still can't shake the feeling that something bad is going to happen. Then again..... It could just be me.

     Billy and I walk downstairs, i didn't talk much still wondered why I felt this way and sometimes my thoughts would drift to the nightmare I had.
What does it mean anyway?
Will I have it again?
...
We say down at the table as I continue  to stare off into space.

  My thoughts were interrupted by light snores. Billy feel asleep. Well it is pretty boring here. There isn't much to do at home and Vincent made it clear he didn't want to go anywhere today. Besides he could use the sleep. He only seems to sleep well during the day. Without anything else to do I slip into a dreamless sleep thankfully.
       
              Tomorrow is another day.