The One That Got Away (FNAF Fanfic)

Prologue

Hey guys! This is a new FNAF book about Jeremy and his uncle Mike. I, personally, love writing this story. It's really fun to write I dunno. I need help with the title. I don't think the title fits the story, but we'll see.

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"Come on, birthday boy! Your uncle's here!" called the now eight-year-old's mother.

"Kay, ma!" the hazel eyed boy opened his eyes just waking up from a nap.

He had wavy short brown hair (think of Tobuscus, only with light brown hair and a LOT younger). He was wearing a blue tee with a gray hoodie over it and blue jeans.

Jeremy ran down the stairs and hugged his parents. Then he went out the door to be greeted by his uncle.

"Hey, kiddo!" he exclaimed cheerfully.

"Hey, uncle Mike!" Jeremy hugged his favorite uncle, "I can't wait to go to Freddy's!"

"Well then let's go, birthday boy," smiled Mike opening the car door for Jeremy.

Jeremy hopped in the passenger seat of the car. Mike got on the driver's side and drove to the Pizzeria.

"Uncle Mike," Jeremy looked at his skinny uncle, "what's it like being a night guard at Freddy's?"

Mike sighed tensely. He knew his nephew would ask that question and he knew that he shouldn't answer truthfully. He didn't wanna scare the kid.

"Uh...it's a bit difficult," Mike said uneasily.

"How can watching the kid-friendly Fazbear family be so hard?" Jeremy questioned.

Mike laughed. "Fazbear family?"

"What? They kind of are a family. They're always on stage together," Jeremy announced.

Mike smiled as they parked in the parking lot. Kids and parents were in the parking lot walking towards the Pizza Place.

"We're here," Mike said.

"Yay!" Jeremy cheered.

The two got out the car and made their way to the Pizzeria.

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"Hey, kids," said the animatronic bear, aka Freddy, "Welcome to my Pizzeria! I'm Freddy, and these are my friends Bonnie and Chica. I hope you have a great time here, kids!"

Jeremy was in the front row of the stage while Mike stood back with his coworker, Stacey.

"That's your nephew?" asked the blonde.

"In the front row, yep," Mike said.

"Why'd you bring him to this place?" questioned Stacey.

"It's his birthday today," Mike replied, "and he loves this place."

"Birthday? Why didn't you mention a birthday?" Stacey asked.

Another coworker, Rose, was walking by when Stacey grabbed her.

"There's a birthday boy," Stacey told her.

"And this affects me how?" Rose asked lazily.

"Announce it to Freddy," Stacey ordered.

"You announce it," Rose whined and walked off.

"No! But he doesn't like me," cried Stacey.

Mike sighed then yelled, "Hey, Freddy! We got a birthday!"

"A birthday?" Chica chirped.

"A birthday!" Bonnie cheered.

"And whose birthday is it?" Freddy looked in the crowd.

"Um...it's my birthday today, Mr. Freddy Fazbear, sir," said Jeremy shyly.

"Ah, well, son, come on up to the stage so we can formally give you a great birthday," Freddy seemed to smile.

Jeremy jumped onto the stage and was welcomed by the whole crew.

"What's your name?" asked Chica.

"Jeremy Fitzgerald," smiled Jeremy.

"Jeremy, how old are you turning?" Bonnie questioned.

"Eight years old," Jeremy giggled.

"Okay, guys," Freddy focused on the audience, "on the count of three, we're all gonna sing Happy Birthday to Jeremy. Ready? 1...2...3..."

Everyone sang the traditional birthday song. Once they finished, confetti was thrown and Jeremy got off the stage. He smiled back at his uncle, who gave him a thumb up.

Mike received a glare from Freddy before he continued entertaining the kids.

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"Thanks, uncle Mike, for taking me to Freddy's," said Jeremy, "but you know what would make this a great birthday?"

"What, kiddo?" asked Mike.

"If you let me go to work with you," Jeremy pleaded, "please, uncle Mike. It's my dream to have a job like yours."

"I don't know, Jeremy," Mike sounded doubtful.

"Pretty please," Jeremy begged, "I swear I'll be on my very best behavior. Freddy and the others love me."

"They're very dangerous at night," Mike told his nephew.

Jeremy put on his sad puppy dog eyes.

"All right, but I'm warning you," Mike sighed, "stay by me at all, and I mean ALL, times."

"I promise, uncle! Thank you so much! You're the best!" Jeremy hugged his uncle from the side.

It was 10:30 PM by time they decided, so Mike turned around and made his way back to the Pizzeria.

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