Literal Nightmares - A FNAF AU

Chapter 7: Gone

Freddy and the others were over the moon that Eliza was okay.

They immediately invited us to come over at Freddy's to eat pizza together in the next day, and we happily agreed.

The next morning, Elizabeth was taken home immediately, and after a whole morning spent with her and Michael, I found myself lying on my bed, in my room, alone and thinking hard.

All that time spent worrying about her made me forget about the threat Fredbear had warned me about. And speaking of Fredbear, I was concerned of him too. How is he? I kept repeating over and over in my head.

Being locked in a restaurant wouldn't be easy, especially when you're used to entertaining children and walking around the familiar streets outside. I sighed. Ohh, I was dying to tell my father that Fredbear was harmless, but in doing so, I would reveal that Fredbear had been to my room the night Elizabeth went comatose for five days. He would instantly believe that he was the one who hurt his daughter, and Vincent would never trust him again.

How would he understand an eleven year-old boy anyway? He would say that Fredbear had been telling me lies to gain my trust, just because he was a Nightmare.

I groaned as I turned around on my bed. Being a young boy is so hard.

After a while, I slowly got up, my hair slightly messed up. I slid off my bed, took a comb from my nightstand, and brushed my hair. As I did, a yellow something sitting on my desk caught my attention, and I turned to look at it.

It was Plush Fredbear, sitting with that blank stitched smile on his face. A yellow thread was attached on his head, and tied on the end of the thread was a small silver needle. I immediately felt guilty. Poor Fredbear had been sitting there for almost a week, forgotten, still with a thread sunk into his head.

I wonder... had he been feeling pain?

Placing the comb on my desk, I tied the end of the thread, took a small pair of scissors, and cut off the thread attached to his head. After I stowed away the needle and thread, I picked him up and stroked the sewn hole I made, still thinking.

"Chris!" A voice snapped me back to the present. "Yeah?" I called back.

"Wanna play?" Eliza called. "I'm a bit bored."

"Sure."

...

"Fredbear? Ye in there?"

Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy were all in in front of the back entrance of Fredbear's Family Diner as the 4 o'clock sun started to set, even though they were all aware of Vincent's warning that Fredbear was a Nightmare. Foxy rapped on the door with his metal hook. "Open up, laddie. We won't hurt ye and we hope that ye won't either."

A muffled voice from behind the door spoke. "Foxy?" asked Fredbear.

"We're all here," Freddy said in his deep voice. "Could you open the door please?"

"I can't," Fredbear replied indignantly. "It's locked from the outside."

With the help of Foxy's hook, the lock opened with a click, and the door was opened with a whining creak of rust. The back door hadn't been used in a while.

Fredbear embraced Freddy as if they were brothers. "Hey, Freddy," he said gently, touched of the fact that his friends would still be his friends, after what happened.

"Hello, Fredbear," smiled Freddy.

Bonnie, in the meantime, simply patted Fredbear's back, before skipping off in a bunny hop to find Spring Bonnie.