Pyromania (A Five Nights at Freddy's Various X Reader)

Chapter 12 Reflections Of The Past

Trigger warnings: Suicide mention

At first, there was nothing. Just darkness that you floated into, a comfort and a curse. It was lonely within it but strangely you didn't mind. And then there was the light. You squinted your eyes as the world changed around you and soon enough you found yourself in the first pizzeria.

Fredbear's Family Diner.

Your hands were preoccupied. One holding on to your father's hand while the other held close to one of the new characters your father had come up with, with his business partner.

You held the stuffed animal tightly to your chest, finding comfort in it as you looked up at your father who was talking about things that didn't quite make sense to you. At least at the time.

"The other pizzeria's are opened. Two new locations." Your father had spoken proudly.

"We'll have the third opened in no time then!" His partner laughed, the two men seemed to be discussing more things. Words that were too big to understand.

"See you 'round henry." Your father's business partner bid farewell. You watched as the tall lengthy man walked on. Disappearing seemingly into the background.

"Ready to go (Y/N)?" Your father said. He leaned down to look at you. A genuine smile graced his lips. Crinkling his eyes warmly. You always thought with his beard he looked vaguely like Santa. Maybe he was. (He always was working in the workshop anyway.)

The pair of you walked on. But you remained stuck, feeling as if you've been pushed from your body as you turned to watch the much younger you trail off with your father. A breath escaped you.

"You remember dad?" The puppet's voice startled you. You turned to look back finding him floating on nothing but invisible strings. His eyes were white pupils staring down at you. Lips always wide and stretched into a giant smile that he could never escape from.

"Dad?" You echoed the word back. Head craning in an attempt to stare where you and the man disappeared to you found an emptiness in your chest.
"I don't know anymore."

Your words were faint and barely above a whisper. Because that's the truth? What do you know anymore? Your friends, though you tried to understand, didn't tell you the whole picture. You've only been awake for so long in this new world and everything felt like it was just too crazy. This world you've been thrusted into was too much.

"I know this is all confusing." The puppet said in hopes of consolation.
"But believe me it's all for a reason. Everything is carefully calculated on my part."

He offered you one of his hands. His lengthy fingers curling out in an attempt to urge you for your hand. You stared at him apprehensively before slowly reaching and placing your hand in his. Some how you felt he was smiling despite the permanent expression on his face. He urged you forward.

As you stepped, the world seemed to change with time. Though you seemingly remained in one place the diner seemed to change. What was once bare was now filled with decorations then those decorations seemed to partially age. A sign the diner had been open for a bit.

"What I'm about to show you was the day the ritual began." The puppet said. His pupils stared you down, as you took in the scene of it all.

The diner was decorated for a party. Balloons of all colors tied to the edge of chairs. Streamers hung from the ceiling. Special table cloths lined the tables with various fun party hats. It was a private birthday party. Children were laughing and running around wildly except, your friends were missing.

That's right, none of your friends could make it to your party that day. But that was okay, because there was going to be a birthday for one of the boys later. You'd see them then. Or so you had thought.