The Girl Behind The Clown

Secret Circus

(Tow weeks later)

I was currently in Science class, ironically we were watching an engineering video. I was tapping my pencil. It had been two weeks since Chris died... and I was "that girl" now.... there's always that one kid in school who's been through some kind of traumatic event or lost their best friend...I was both of those kids now....I continued tapping my pencil against my desk out of boredom, staring at nothing.
After class ended I went to grab my bag and walked to my dad's purple car.
"Hey squirt. How was school." He asked. I smiled a little.
"Oh you know, school." I replied.
"Any homework?" He asked. I shrugged.
"No, how was work?" I asked. He shrugged.
"Oh you know, work." He replied. I grinned.
"Any homework?" I asked.
"Hah! You have no idea kiddo!" He said. Something that always bothered me was how fast he drove.
"Hey when is mom getting back from her business trip?" I asked, holding on to the car. My dad tensed his shoulders.
"She...didn't say..." he replied. I hummed in response. Mommy left for a business trip out of the country yesterday, so it's going to be a while until I see her again. For now it's just me, Daddy, and Micheal.
Micheal...

For the past two weeks he's been less of a jerk, makes sense. His friends haven't changed too much, but he has. He's become kind of anti-social, after all, he's not just "that kid", he's "the kid".
The kid who caused it.
The kid who took it too far.
The kid who murdered his own brother.

When we got home, I took Fredbear out of my bag and set him on my nightstand. Mommy thought that he would want me to have him...but she's wrong... because Fredbear was one of Chris' few friends...he wouldn't give him up for the world... Yet, my mom insisted I kept him, as a way to remember my brother. So I found myself taking him everywhere I go, just not publicly. People had a habit of stealing my stuff, normally my stuff for building animatronics, and because that habit didn't let up, I keep Fredbear in my backpack until I get home. Then I keep him in the room with me, as long as he's inside. If I'm going outside, I tuck him in the bottom of my toy box, and move all my supplies to my bedroom floor, in case Micheal's current attitude is just a faze and he decides to take it. I remember when he took Fredbear from Chris one time...Micheal had hidden him where Chris couldn't reach. How do I know this? Fredbear appeared back in Chris' arms the next morning and Micheal shouted that he hid it on top of the grandfather clock.
Anyway, I set Fredbear down next to Lolbit. Lolbit had been quiet for a while...wonder why... I sat on the floor and started working on assembling the rest of Lolbit's body. I currently had the arms, and legs finished. My mom had decided that she would give me a hook hand that she knew would fit as long as I was extremely careful. Had a feeling I would have to guilt trip mom into getting that hook...

Didn't know it would be after my brother died...

I was attaching the chest plate to the Endo skeleton. As I was winding up the springlocks, I heard a loud thump. Naturally I jump a little, and pinch my finger.

"Owch!" I hissed. I looked at my finger and saw blood dripping down. I sighed and walked over to the kitchen and looked in the cupboard for a bandage, only to find nothing.
"Micheal!!!" I yelled.
"What?" He yelled back.
"Where are the bandaids!?!" I asked
"How am I supposed to know?!?!"
"Ugh! Is Daddy home yet?!?"
"No!!!"
"Crap!!!" I slam the cupboard doors shut and sigh.
'Maybe dad has some in the basement....' I thought. I head over to the basement door and look down the stairs. I've always been scared of the basement but after what I've seen...it's nothing. I walked down the stairs, and flipped the dim light on. I went over to the shelf to see if the bandaids were on the shelf.....

Today is not my day because I couldn't find any FREAKING BANDAIDS?!? I groaned and stomped my foot, when I heard a creak. I turned my head towards a closet I remember when dad rearranged the whole basement, except that closet. It must've creaked opened........except it was still closed. I walk towards closet and look behind it. There's a metal door... a metal... freaking... door....
This is so my day...
I push the closet out of the way.
"Elizabeth What are you doing?!?" Micheal shouted.
"Grabbing supplies leave me alone!!!" I shout back at him. The door didn't have any handles though...... but it did have a code.

1234

Nope

1983

Glad that's a nope, cause this is a crappy year.

1974

Correct

My birthday...welp, looks like I am the favourite child after all....oh god Micheal was right....

The door unlocks and something clicks.

I gently open to door to find a hallway and an elevator door.

'Curiosity killed the cat Elizabeth...' I think to myself. Then I grin
'Well at least that cat gets to die knowing it won't bother her for the rest of her miserable life'
I skip towards the elevator door and press the button. The elevator door opens and I casually walk through.
"Welcome to Circus Baby's rental service" A voice said. Circus Baby? My old original character? Oh god he was serious?

When I was little I talked about these characters I made up. There was Ballora the Ballerina, Funtime Freddy and Bon-Bon the comedian, Funtime Foxy, oh god and Circus Baby. She was actually based off of me, she could dance, sing, make balloons and best of all, ice cream. Anyway, daddy said he would use them for a separate location he was planning on... I didn't know he actually meant it!

"Tell me, are you a guest visitor, or the manager William Afton" the voice said. Well... let's see how this plays out.
"William Afton." I say, grinning.
"Would you like to add another user"

"Elizabeth Jane Afton" I replied.

"Would you like to change users"
Mr. Voice asked.

"Yes please!" I reply.

The elevator door opens and I see a vent.... hopefully I don't get stuck... because I'm so crawling through.

When I get to the other side I see multiple glass windows and buttons. The shock button looks scary, so I pressed the...less threatening button. When I pressed the button on my left, the left window lit up. I saw ballora and her minirina's dancing. It was, amazing.... I crawled through the tiny door the lead to the room and flipped on the lights.

Suddenly she stopped.

"Ballora?" I asked.

She kept her eyes closed... and the minirina's stared at me.

"Um...my name is Elizabeth Afton! Um... I like your dancing! You're really good! I actually took ballet classes as a kid—"

"Afton..." she spoke... she sounded so much like mommy.... maybe dad recorded her voice...

"Mhmm! That's who built you!" I said smiling. She stayed still. "I designed you though soooo..." I said. She chuckled.
"You're going to do great things Elizabeth..." she said.
"Umm...thanks?" I reply, a little confused by the sudden compliment. Funny...she has my moms accent too...and whenever I was upset my mom used to say that all the time...weird.
"Wish I could see you..." she said.
"Aww...you can't see? That's horrible..." I told her. She lowered her upper half towards me.
"Why don't you explore the Circus Baby's area? She's really fun!" Ballora suggested. I nodded.
"Okay!!!" As I was crawling (Iiiiinnnn my skiiiiin—I'm sorry I couldn't resist) through the tiny air vent, I swore I could hear her crying. When I got to circus gallery, I didn't see any vents to get inside, so I just flipped the light on...for maybe an hour...staring at what was so close in my reach.... but I just couldn't get to it.

Eventually I went back upstairs, pushed the closet back, and went to bed.

This was a good day...