"Granny! Granny!" I called, looking over at my guardian for the day. Behind her was my older sister Zamora who was carrying my baby brother, Asher in her arms. I giggled and smiled as my new shiny shoes clicked against the crumbly concrete.
The colorful sign on the front door greeted me as I jumped up at the pushed in handle. Finally, I was big enough to actually shove it open and dash into the restaurant.
"Ellie! Ellie! Wait up!" Zamora called from behind me. She looked out of breath but wasn't holding Asher anymore. Her thick curly hair fell in her eyes and covered the frames of her blue glasses. It was Sunday and she was wearing her favorite blue dress that reminded me of the ocean.
"C'mon! We don't want to be late!" I smiled, looking at my reflection in the tinted glass. Staring back at me was a light haired girl with a frilly, purple dress and violet rimmed glasses.
Still smiling, I turned to a kind looking man standing at podium like structure. He was wearing a purple cap and a pretty purple uniform with a bright golden badge. I liked him. After exchanging a few words with my grandmother he brought out what looked like a stamp.
"What is this for?" I giggled again as the stamp was pressed firmly against the back of my hand. It tickled alot.
"Oh...this is in case you get lost. But that never happens here. It's a precaution." The man said, stamping my sister's hand as well. I didn't understand what 'precaution' meant but it seemed important.
"Zammie? What does precaution mean?" I asked my older sister who looked at me in slight confusion.
"Uh...'precaution' means 'safety'...I think." She pondered aloud. I nodded before looking up to my grandma. She gave me a few tokens, along with Zamora, before shooing us away.
Zamora squealed and grabbed my hand before yanking me over to a stage. I was pretty annoyed, seeing as though I wanted to go play some of the games but Zammie wouldn't let me go. When I finally got a look around I was a bit shocked at what I saw.
Tons of kids were pressing each other against the stage, all of them too short to climb up. Most were dressed in Church clothes but some were dressed casually. I looked behind me to see multiple children with party hats sitting at tables. One was holding a balloon and wearing a crown that said 'Birthday King'.
I wasn't sure why, but I walked over to the boy. He was a few years older than myself and I wasn't sure why he was just staring at the stage.
"Hi there. My name's Eleanor, but you can call me Ellie. What's your name?" I asked, poking him in the shoulder. He looked at me in slight confusion before giving me a smile.
"My name's Mike, and it's my birthday! Ellie. Do you wanna join?" He asked, handing me his balloon. I nodded furtively and took his balloon with a grin. A second later he strapped a party hat around my head.
"Let's go! We're gonna miss the show." He smiled, grabbing my hand before pulling me up to the stage.
"What are you doing?" I whimpered, trying to pull my hand away. His grip only tightened.
"We get to see Freddy Fazbear!" He laughed, pulling me over to a group of little kids. I looked to my right to find Zamora talking to a red haired girl with dark green eyes. They seemed to be friends.
I glanced upwards to see a towering figure that looked like a bear wearing a top hat. To his left stood a pudgy duck with it's wings slamming at the keyboard in front of it. To the left of them both was a huge purple bunny with a big red guitar. He was instantly my favorite since he was purple, and purple was my favorite color. I giggled and smiled as they performed before the curtains closed, signalling the end of the show.
YOU ARE READING
Intern {Five Nights at Freddy's Fanfiction}
RandomWhy does it always have to be me? Couldn't I have just been a writer? I didn't ask to be an intern at a shabby 'Family Restaurant' with a creepy manager and a jerky mentor. I never wanted to be in this situation, or to be surrounded by death. I'm ju...