The Mailman and a New Reason to Hate Life

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Dylan's POV

"Welcome to the family.'' Those words haunted Dylan for the last 24 years. He was snapped out of his thoughts by someone talking. The present day was 2014 in Arizona and Dylan was in an alley. "Got the daily paper for you man. Two stories made the front page, one is about the new Freddy Fazbear's Pizza that's opening and one Is about a yellow bear robot roaming the streets."

The man that spoke threw a newspaper at Dylan.

Dylan caught it and set it down. "How do you feel about seeing my face before I leave, James?" The mailman looked towards the Pitch black alley with confusion on his face. "Where are you going? It's not like there is anywhere to go."

"You said the answer yourself, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza will work fine. They are going to have to let me in anyways." The mailman looked over towards the highway.

James's POV

"How do you know that they will let you in? You understand that you're a homeless person, right?" Clicking and whirring noises came from the alley, catching James's attention, and he heard heavy footfalls getting closer to him. He saw the silhouette of the homeless man, he wore a small top hat and was very burly. Two things that sent up red flags were the round things sticking from his head and his joints were smaller than the rest of his body. James realized what he was looking at right before the thing entered the dim light.

Dylan's POV

I stepped into the light and my vision went blue for a moment telling me that my eyes were now glowing. James's face went pale as he saw his whole body and he decided to answer his question. "You can never turn down family, if you do, karma always finds you," James started to pull out his phone slowly. He looked at his phone and then his face fell. "I chose this spot for a reason. That way if I was found no one would be able to tell anyone before I could run," I stated. James turned around and ran, dropping his phone in the process. How nice of him to drop his phone  I thought picking it up and putting it in the bag on my back. As I turned towards the direction of the address for the new Freddy Fazbear's he felt the springlocks inside the suit cut through more flesh. I pulled out my map and started limping towards my destination.

A/N: This is a story that Skye and I came up with when thinking about where the Fredbear suit went after Fredbear's Family Diner shut down. Hope you like it and all other chapters should be longer.

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