One summer day in Uhilas city, all the kids were getting ready for school, which started the next day. In the Fazbear household, 12-year-old Freddy was lying on his bed, thinking about the year to come. His mom came in.
"Sweetie? Do you need a snack?" she asked. "Sure." he said. 'I could use something to keep my mind off of school.' he thought silently to himself as he jumped off his bed and onto the floor.
He slid down the banister of the stairs and landed in the kitchen. He walked over to the fridge and took out the box of pizza from the night before. His mother walked in as he placed it in the microwave.
"Pizza isn't a snack, Freddy." She said. "But I love pizza!" Freddy argued. He really did. He wanted to open a pizzaria when he grew up. But he had no friends to open it with. His mother shook her head as the microwave beeped and Freddy pulled out the pizza.
Later, after Freddy finished eating, he went upstairs and started packing his bag for school. He put in a binder, three packets of paper, some pencils.
He didn't like school. He never had. He hated that they had to learn history. He hated Math. He hated L.A. When in life would he ever need to know who had founded his country? Or how to divide fractions? And he wanted to open a Pizzeria. Not write books.
Science was okay. Sometimes they tried out recipes, and they sometimes made posters. Gym? Favorite subject. He loved running around, and he loved sports. If he was in charge, school would just be Gym all day.
Also, he had no friends to look forward to seeing.
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Into the Past- a FNAF fan-fic
FanfictionThe animatronics from Five Nights at Freddy's are only 12 years old, and they're best friends. They create a secret club, and discuss secret matters.
