All Is Well in the Afton Family...

The Bite of '83

It's been a year since Elizabeth died and his mother was too. Jason sat at the table, drawing until Michael approached him. He's probably here to deceive me, Jason thought to himself. Michael's been bullying Jason ever since he was 5 and never stopped. He's tried to tell his father before but his dad just brushed it off as "siblings do that so they can show each other their affection". But that wasn't true. Showing affection wasn't constantly scaring him with a Foxy mask out of nowhere. But Jason didn't argue.

"Hey there BUD. Watcha drawin' there?" he then snatched the paper out of Jason's reach. Jason tried to retrieve it from his brother's hand but he couldn't. Michael then ripped the drawing apart and threw it in the garbage. Jason's eyes started filling with tears and his nose started shaking slightly.

"Awwww what is it bud, are you gonna cry? Hahahaha!" he then walked away and turned on the TV and started watching an occurring wrestling match. Jason ran over to the garbage can and stared down at his drawing. It took him a lot of time and now it's all gone to waste, literally. He went over to his father's workshop and tugged at his father's suit. William frowned and turned his chair around.

"What? Can't you see I'm busy?" groaned William. Jason then started to cry even though he told himself not to, he did anyway. William rolled his eyes.

"What happened? Eh? Tell me you little-" William was then interrupted by Jason's croaky voice.

"M-Michael ruined my.... drawing." Jason said, stuttering. His father rolled his eyes and beckoned him over to his workspace.

"Do you know what I'm up against? Your mother left me and Elizabeth died yet I'm still trying to maintain my job and you're here complaining to me about your stupid drawing and your nightmares. My life is way more important than yours so you shouldn't be complaining about anything in this household."

"B-But my drawing! And Michael keeps bullying me!" Jason said while tears were streaming down his face. William was filled with anger and fury and grabbed one of the wrenches he had on his desk. Jason backed away and put his hands on his head and curled up into a ball and started shaking and crying. William raised his arm and whacked his head with the wrench.

"Now you know never to complain to me about such stupid matters ever again." and went back to his work. Jason ran to his room and jumped onto his bed, crying. He then noticed his Fredbear plushie on his nightstand. He grabbed it and pulled it close to his arms and held it close to his chest. It was like his emotional support teddy but Michael called it his "cry teddy". 

Tomorrow is his birthday. Celebrated at Fredbear's Family Diner. It wasn't his favorite place but his father wanted him to celebrate it there because he considered it to be the best place for kids to have their birthday parties. The plan Jason thought of was to celebrate it at home but he must follow his father's every direction or he'd get a bad punishment. 

Finally, it was dinnertime. He'd been hungry all day long and craved some food. Walking down the hallway, he inspected it well so as to be careful for his brother not to scare him with the terrifying Foxy mask. But his inspection wasn't careful enough because then there was shouting and his brother jumping out of the bathroom with his hands raised menacingly. Jason screamed and ran down the hallway as if a murderer had been chasing him. Michael started pointing down at the hall where Jason ran and laughed as if he heard the funniest joke in the world. 

As Jason sat down at the table, he saw some pizza left over from the diner. Again. This was basically every night's dinner because his father generally didn't know how to cook. Breakfast consisted of sunny side-up eggs because that was the easiest to make. They all sat down and said their prayers. Then, they started eating the pizza and before they could all excuse themselves from the table, Jason wanted to ask a question. He wasn't so sure the answer might be pleasant or the truth, but he was going to ask anyway.