Pandora's Box (FNaF Fanfic)

Chapter One

A/N: This is before it closed down, after the bite of '87

I'm Picked!

3rd person

"Mumma, Can we go to Freddy's?" A 5 year old girl asked her mother.

"Of course, darling. As long as daddy comes with us." Her mother replied. The 5 year old, named Pandora, jumped for joy, and her face glowed with excitement. Her mother rushed to get her father, then hustled the two out of the door

"The ride won't be long, sweetie." The mother said. Pandora nodded, and looked at the houses they passed, grinning like mad.

Like the mother said, the ride wasn't long. They were at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria in no time. As soon as they arrived, Pandora rushed into the restaurant. Her parents smiled at each other, glad for their daughter. They too soon walked in, and found Pandora on the bunny animatronic's lap, telling it a story. The father smiled quickly at Pandora and rushed to order a family sized cheese pizza, and a table to sit at.

"Pandora, let's go over to the table daddy got us and eat our pizza!" The mother said to her distracted daughter. Pandora smiled and rushed over to table 12, where her father sat, with a large pizza and 3 plates.

"Wow! This is a big pizza!" Pandora exclaimed, and sat down.

"Yes, and daddy is going to eat it all!" Her father said, grinning jokingly.

"No way, daddy can't eat a pizza that big!" Pandora said, her eyes widening.

"Oh yes, I can!" Her father said, trying to cause an 'oh yes I can, oh no you can't argument.

"No, because I'm going to eat some!" Pandora said, pulling a slice off the enormous pizza, and stuffing it all into her mouth at once. The chicken animatronic walked over, and looked at the family.

"The show is about to start! Enjoy the show!" It said, and walked away. Pandora turned her chair to face the stage, and relaxed her body.

When the show ended, Freddy announced that he was going to pick 5 tables, and the children on that table could stay to watch an extra little show backstage. Pandora begged her parents to stay for a little bit, because she really wanted to be one of the children to stay. Her parents came to an agreement, and stayed for a bit.

"And the tabled picked are... Table 1!! Table 5!! Table 7!! Table 10!! And.. Table 12!!!" Freddy called, his loud robotic voice echoing throughout the building. Pandora jumped for joy, as she was on table 12.

"Now, my little panda, stay with the nice security guard, and you will be safe." Pandora's mother told her. Pandora nodded excitedly and ran to the guard, with 5 other kids. One was a brown haired posh looking boy with brown skin and blue eyes, another was a pretty, blonde Asian girl with pink eyes and a bib saying 'Let's Eat!', A purple haired, red eyed girl with a red bow, a boy with red hair, amber eyes, and an eye patch, and a blonde asian boy, obviously the brother of the Asian girl, but with eyes so dark you would think they were black.

"What are your names, kids?" The security guard asked, obviously bored.

"I'm Stan." The brown haired boy said politely.

"Charlie!" The blonde girl said, nervous, but excited.

"Ashley." The red eyed girl said shyly.

"Logan!" The red haired boy shouted. The guard stepped back, but he heard the last one's voice.

"Paul." The dark eyed boy muttered shortly.

"Um.. Pandora.." She said, biting her lip. The guard pushed them gently backstage, where they saw the Fazbear band, getting ready for the extra performance. Once the kids saw the animatronics, all nervousness and shyness vanished from their small bodies.

One by one, they were all dragged out of the room, until only Pandora was left. She didn't notice she was alone, as she was too busy watching the show. Not until the show ended, did she notice the others were gone.

"Pandora, can you come help me check this suit?" The security guard called. Pandora stood up and skipped to the man. She saw a panda suit, obviously a spare about to be used. There was a wooden stool next to it, and the guard was holding the suit. The guard gestured to the stool, then to the suit. Pandora nodded, then stepped onto the stool and peeked inside.

"There is nothing wrong, Mister." Pandora said softly.

"It should be there somewhere!" The man said, pushing her softly into the suit.

"Ow! Mister!! It hurts!!" Pandora cried, tears streaming down her face, and wires and crossbeams piercing her delicate, 5 year old skin.

"I'm sorry..." The man whispered. Those were the last words Pandora heard before she was stuffed into the suit, dead.