Forgotten Memories FNAF Pt 1

“Come on (Y/N)!” shouted my brother from downstairs. Scurrying through my room I grabbed my dog stuffed animal and dashed down the stairs. “Finally! You’re gonna make us late,” said my brother as he saw me at the foot of the stairs, “why are you bringing that?” he said pointing to my stuffed animal.
        I was about to reply until my mom hurriedly rushed by us swinging the front door open the keys jingling in her hands, “Let her bring it Michael, she’s only five years old,” she huffed out at my brother. I grinned as my brother gave in, sticking his tongue out at me before following our mother out the door. I hurried after them, quickly stopping to shut the door behind me as I raced after him and to the car.
Today was Michael’s friend’s birthday, and we were invited to come to the party, well Michael was. It was some place that our mom had to come with as well so I had to tag along seeing as I wasn’t allowed to stay home on my own.
        “Mommy?” I asked as she buckled me into my car seat, “Where’s the party at?”
        Michael replied gruffly, “To Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria stupid.” I puffed my cheeks out at him and stuck my tongue out for good measure and he did the same.
        “I’m not stupid!” I whined at him, clutching my stuffed dog closer to me.
         “Stop it you two or you won’t be going to the party.” Our mother scolded us. I directed my glare elsewhere, not liking it when mommy got angry with us. Michael on the other hand just huffed and crossed his arms and turned his glare towards the window. Our mom just rolled her eyes at him and went to the driver’s side and climbed in. Starting the car, we pulled out of the drive way and drove to the Pizzeria. The car ride was mostly quiet other than a few times that my brother and I argued over the littlest of things.
        “What’s so great about the place anyways?” I whined to Michael.
         “It’s the best place ever! And we’re going there for my birthday too, right mom?” replied Michael who looked expectantly up at our mother through the rear view mirror. She laughed and nodded. Michael jumped up and down in his seat joyfully at the news. I still stared at them with a confused look on my face. Mom saw this and went to explaining to me that it is a kid’s place where you can have fun and play around in and that it also had pizza. Michael added in about Freddy’s gang being there too.
        “Gang?” I asked looking back to my brother.
        “Yah, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy; they sing songs and play with us and tell us stories too.” I simply nodded and went back to looking out the window, even though my view was limited and I could only see the sky and the tops of the trees and buildings as they passed.

-Time skip-

“We’re here!” Michael shouted as we pulled into the parking lot of the Pizzeria. My brother already had his seat belt off and was waiting eagerly to hop out of the car. Mom just sighed at his impatience with a small smile. I looked up at the building through the window and saw a sign on the top of the building. It had a bear in the middle waving, a bunny with a guitar, a chicken or was it a duck holding pizza and a fox behind the bear.
        “Who are they?” I asked pointing to the sign.
         “That’s Freddy and the gang. Freddy is the bear, Bonnie is the bunny, Chica is the chicken, and Foxy is the fox.” Michael explained to me.
         “She’s a chicken?” I asked, looking back up to study the sign, my brother nodded growing even more restless as our mom searched for a parking spot. We finally parked and my brother nearly jumped out of the car, swinging his door opening widely which earned him a scolding from out mother about making sure the door didn’t hit the car next to us. Mom came around the car to unbuckle me and lift me out of the car after a few moments. Now on the ground, I stared up at the huge building; my head craning back to see the sign once more. I took my mom’s hand as we walked to the front door, well we walked, my brother ran to the door. Even though we were here for someone else's party, Michael was acting likely it was his day today.
         We walked into the building and the scent of pizza hit all of us as the sounds of screaming, laughing and other noises from kids hit our ears. My mom took her hand away from mine as she paid for our entrance fee. Several kids ran past us, a lot older than me and more my brother’s age around nine. I grabbed the pant leg of my mom as I watched them all run off with wooden swords in their hands. Michael bounced up in down as he stared after them as well. “Okay you two, come here and let me put these on you.” Said our mother as she bent down and put wrist bands on our wrists.
         “What you get?” Michael asked pointing to my wrist band.
          Lifting my arm up I twisted the band around until I could see one of the characters on my wrist. The band was white and had a light purple bunny on it. “Um… Bonnie?” I said showing him my wrist as I vaguely remembered the names he told me. He nodded, so I guess I got the name right. He showed me his which was of Foxy. Our mom lead us to a place to our left called Pirate's Cove, saying that that’s where the party was at. I followed closely to my mom as Michael ran ahead and through the arcade.
         “Come on (Y/N) let’s go get a table.” My mother told me as we walked by the ball pit and found one of the empty tables still in the Pirate cove. I sat down next to my mom, as I looked around for my brother. I saw him by some of the tables closest to the stage that was covered with purple curtains with stars. Groups of kids piled around the stage cheering and shouting “Foxy!” and “Foxy come out and play with us!” After a few minutes I peeked around my mother’s shoulder and saw the curtains part and a red fox jump out from behind the curtains.
        “Ahoy! Lads! Me hear someone’s turnin’ ten today. Who be t’ birthday lad out o’ all o’ you?” came a rough and hearty voice from the fox. My eyes widened as I stared at the fox the boys were all calling Foxy. He was red with a black eye patch over his right eye, a hook for a hand and ripped shorts. No wonder Michael was so excited, he loves pirates. A boy standing in the middle of the group raised his hand yelling “Me! Me!”
         I watched quietly at the stage as my mom looked over the menu, “What do you want to eat (Y/N)?” I shrugged as I continued watching, a little intrigued at the fox yet too scared to walk over and join the boys. They wouldn’t want you there anyways. Michael’s friends always called you a baby and a sissy, so you stayed put at your mother’s side. A waitress came over and took our order which was just a medium size cheese pizza. The waitress looked at me and asked my mother if she wanted her to bring a booster seat over for me which my mom gladly accepted. A few moments later I had to hop out of my seat as the booster seat was put in the chair. It was too high now so my mom had to lift me and sit me back in the seat. Bored I listened to Foxy tell a story to everyone around the stage about one of his adventures across the seas. Swinging my legs under the table I played around with the arms of my stuffed dog as my mom looked around the pizzeria.
        “Are you sure you wanted to bring that (Y/N)?” My mother asked me as she stared down at me; I gave her a small nod. “Don’t you want to go play?” I turned to look up at her, and glanced behind her towards Foxy, eventually shaking my head no. She sighed, “Just don’t lose it okay?” I nodded hugging the stuffed animal closer to my chest as I played with its paw.
        My head perked up at the sound of music playing from the Dining hall, a deep voice playing through the speakers near the dining hall stage. Two other voices joined in, and you noticed one sounded like a girl. I peeked past the ball pit from my seat and just barely saw the other stage. This one was bigger and had other colorful characters standing on it, not to mention even more kids crowding around them; a brown bear with a top hat, a yellow chicken with a bib around her neck and a purple bunny with a guitar. Glancing down at your wrist I noticed this was the same bunny that was on my wrist band. Glancing back to the main stage I could have sworn the three were staring in my direction. Quickly I leaned back in my chair and looked down at my stuffed animal in my lap.
         A few minutes passed and the birthday party kids all were playing a game with Foxy, something about a treasure chest and whoever finds it gets the ‘booty’ inside of it. Deciding to take another look towards the main stage again I noticed that Freddy, Bonnie and Chica were gone. Confused I looked around at the dining hall tables but still couldn’t see them. Then loud footsteps stopped right behind my seat. Slowly I turned around to come face to face with the chest of Freddy. Yelping out of surprise I quickly grabbed your mom’s sleeve and lifted my stuffed dog in front of my face to hide.
        “(Y/N)? What’s the matter?” my mom asked after jumping from my little yelp then turning to look at Freddy. “Oh, hello there.” My mother greeted Freddy.
        Freddy’s gaze flickered from me who was still hiding behind me stuffed animal, which was only big enough to shield me face, and to my mom. “Hello to you. My name’s Freddy” he replied holding out his big paw which my mom happily shook with a smile on her face.
         “And who might you be?” asked a very cheery and energetic voice from beside me. Slowly turning my face, this time I came face to face with Chica who had a wide grin on her face. Jumping once more I dropped my stuffed toy onto the ground. I hadn’t noticed I dropped it as I clung to my mother’s sleeve which she gave me in return a disapproving glare.
         Looking down I saw it limply laying on the ground and tried to reach it but the chair was too high now with the booster seat so I could only stare down at it with a frown on my face. Suddenly a big purple paw went and grabbed the toy from the ground and my eyes followed it up to Bonnie standing next to Chica, looking down at it with curiosity in his eyes. Chica looked over and stared at it too until turning back to me, “Is this yours?” she asked kindly. Bonnie’s gaze lifted up to look at me, his maroon eyes connecting with mine. I gave a tiny nod and reached up towards it with ‘grabby hands’ ones where I closed and unclosed my hands until Bonnie came closer and gave it back to me. Once it was back in my armsI hugged it tightly and quickly averted my gaze back to the floor.
        Freddy chuckled and turned back to your mother asking, “Is she shy?”
         My mother laughed with him, “Yah she is.”
        I blushed as they talked about me but continued to bore my eyes into the floor. Freddy took Chica’s spot and crouched down next to me. I didn’t look at him until he tapped my shoulder lightly. My eyes flicked up to him as he gave me a soft smile, “What’s your name lil one?” he asked.
         “(Y-Y/N)” I replied softly but the bear heard me and repeated my name for the other two to hear.
         “(Y/N) what a beautiful name.”
         “Why don’t you come and play with us?” asked Chica as she peered eagerly over Freddy’s shoulder. My eyes flashed to my mother before slouching in my seat a little, replying with a little shake to my head for no. Chica gave a little pouty frown and was about to say something until Bonnie put a hand on her shoulder and stopped her.
        “Feel free to join us when you want (Y/N)” said Freddy as he patted my head, making me blush. He got up from the floor and guided the other two out of Pirate’s Cove before the other kids from the Dining hall started to look for them. Chica whining softly to Freddy about how she wanted to play with me badly which Freddy responded with “Let her come over on her own Chica.”
         Bonnie agreed with Freddy, “She’s frightened of us Chica, best to wait until she calms down.”
        I felt the top of my head where Freddy patted me as their voices were drowned out by other kids running up to them and giving them hugs. I wasn't sure if I was going to join them, at the moment I just wanted to stay with my mom and out of the way of my brother and his friends.