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The crunch was quick, yet the child's sobs did not stop in fact they got louder. Despite the screams, everybody was frozen in place just watching as the next bite came down. The animatronic's jaw raised again, and the child's head was crushed. Then it came back down once more before the boy with the Foxy mask yanked the boy from Fredbear. Time resumed once more as people began screaming and running out even Foxy masks' own friends ran out before screaming an unforgiving "murderer" towards him. The boy with the foxy mask, Michael Afton, could only hold his brother as he bled out, feeling tears run down his face. After a short few minutes of this, listening to Fedbears Jaw chomp down and the diner playing that same energetic music, paramedics showed up, and put the somehow still breathing boy onto a stretcher. Michael picked himself up to join his brother in his ride to the hospital only to turn around and see his redheaded sister, looking at his shirt soaked in blood, with terror and scorn. Michael chose to stare at his sister's hateful eyes, which were always filled with hate, but this was truly different from hours before.
2 weeks before C.C's birthday (Monday)
Crying Child abruptly sat up in his bed, drenched in sweat. The boy felt like cursing as he searched over his body for today's injury, but he knew the Fredbear plush was always listening (even if he had it stuffed in a drawer while he slept.) He soon enough found today's injury in the form of a gash in his calf and cursed internally as he forced himself out of bed, catching a quick glance at the clock. 4:26 AM was a much better time than usual. Better as in his survival time and sleep schedule are improving. He was doing so well in that nightmare till that wretched blue rabbit got him... School starts at 8:30 AM so he has more than enough time to patch himself up. His room had a bathroom which was convenient so he wouldn't have to wake up any of his family members. Stepping into his spacious bathroom, he hated the fact that his mirror was so big because all it did was let him see all of his bandages on his arms and legs. A reminder of all his failures to survive the night. He pulled out his medkit, god forbid he kept on using up the house's medkits, and began disinfecting his wound, in fact he's done this so many times that it's become second nature and the rubbing alcohol almost doesn't even burn anymore! Almost... After disinfecting his wound quite swiftly, he wrapped his leg in a bit of a gauze bandage then stood back up. Taking in his appearance from the mirror again, he noticed that his eye bags were getting somehow worse. He didn't feel like going back to bed (It would've been meaningless), so he just got ready for school and pulled out his Bible to study a bit.
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Michael's alarm went off at 7:00 AM sharp. It required a few rings before he finally got up to shut it off, stretching his muscles to wake himself up some more. Michael didn't particularly care for his personal hygiene, despite how much his "mom" berates him for it. But today was a special day, a day to work his charm. This was the first time in a while that he'd brushed his teeth, put on deodorant, and brushed his hair. It's genuinely a miracle that he was popular enough for people to have crushes on him. He put on his same old tattered tank top and ripped jeans, but he still debated for a bit on wearing his Foxy mask before deciding that he cared about his friends more than looking perfect for a girl, who was so clearly not in the same league as him. Stepping out of the bathroom he checked his phone again to see the time. 7:30 AM; perfect time. Just enough time to sit down at his desk and read the highlighted parts of the Bible his "mom" had given him. Despite how much he hated that woman, he cherished his Bible greatly.
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Elizabeth Afton’s bedside alarm went off at the same time as Michael’s. She however, is much more swift and efficient at getting ready for the day. Elizabeth cares much more for her hygiene, so much more than her brothers. She unbandaged her arms, hands, and legs that were covered in bruises to take her quick little shower before bandaging them right back up. She of course then put on her clothes for the day after doing her hair and makeup, the fact that her hair was so long upset her because she was looking less and less like Circus Baby but her mom liked it so who was she to argue.
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William was on a streak! Three days without sleep now, which is just one day more than his past record but still impressive. William downed another coffee while catching a glance of the clock. 7:45 AM. He swivels his chair around to a different desk with a surveillance system on it. Seeing that all of his children are awake (Well C.C barely is, but he’s still up nonetheless) he goes back to reviewing the Fredbear’s Diner profits from last week. Gosh this sucks… He’s swimming in cash! Another look at the clock reading 7:50 and decides to finally get his wife up… After downing another coffee of course. When he had decided to go wake the love of his life up, he saw that she was already up helping put C.C’s shoes on. Mr. Afton is surprised but glad that she’s already up so he gives her a little kiss on the cheek and grabs some more energy drinks before melting back into his office. Jumping back into his spinny chair, he twirls over to a billboard with a few detailed drawings OF kids. “Yeah, these six kids should be good. They’re joyful, confident, and something something key ingredients for remnant.” William speaks out loud to himself. Gabriel, Jeremy, Susie, Fritz, Cassidy, and Charlotte are frequent visitors of the diner and their parents aren't ever around (Except Charlotte’s but Henry usually ditches her for work, ha.) Next week should be good to finally kill them. 8:10 AM, shoot. William actually has to get to work now… The things he does to realize his dreams.
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C.C and Eli are at school in class already. C.C had to praise the lords for the fact that they didn’t have to do anything that day, so he could just ignore everybody and space out. Well as much as he would love to do that, he still needed to pay attention to what Elizabeth was doing to make sure she wouldn’t get into any fights, and lo and behold she’s already arguing with someone. Even though C.C had befriended the girl with pigtails, for some reason he could never remember her name, that didn’t stop them from arguing over the smallest reasons. Today's topic was about… Fredbear’s Diner… Of course it had to be the topic that got Eli the most riled. The headache was inevitable the moment the pigtailed girl brought up how weird the designs were. Elizabeth immediately began screaming and yelling at her, trying to explain how genius her dad was for coming up with the great designs. This was going to be a long day… C.C was just going to let them argue till they gave up, he’d only intervene if they started fighting. Trying to keep his eyes open was a struggle as he inevitably drifted off to sleep.
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Michael HATED this. He had confessed to that unsightly woman and she had the gall to REJECT HIM, THE Michael Afton, THE rich kid, THE smartest kid here, THE most athletic kid in this district! AND SHE JUST REJECTED HIM??? Luckily he had the power to make her life a living hell now, but before he can plot that he needs to get to class. Michael made it to class with minutes to spare, he had never been tardy or absent. After sitting at his desk for a few minutes, he heard his boy Jeremy walking over to him. Well it’s not important that he wasn’t looking at him and just heard his footsteps… Not important at all. “Jeremy!” Michael swiftly turned to look at Jeremy’s smooth adorable face. Wait no his rough unattractive face, yeah! Yeah Michael only saw Jeremy as a friend! “Hey Mike!” Jeremy reciprocated his enthusiasm just as much. “Mind tutoring me after school for math? Just the two of us?” Michael was quite taken aback by the request and he’s certain that he was probably blushing but he composed himself and spoke casually as if he was over the moon. “Yeahhhh… Sure! Just make sure that we have something to do afterwards!” Jeremy was excited and cheerfully told his bro what he needed help with. “Remember it’s gonna be at my house!” Michael was truly over Saturn as he realized that he’d be alone with Jeremy with no interruptions. The bell rang and Jeremy said goodbye to Mike and went to his own desk. As class began all Mike could think of was how excited he was to hang out with Jeremy alone for the first time. Maybe, just maybe he could forgive that girl for rejecting him. Jeez if his “mom” found out about this he’d probably be forced to recite every part in the Bible about being gay… Which he’s not by the way, he’s just… confused…
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“William, should I be concerned about how much caffeine you’ve had the past three days?” Henry queried William, as he continued to set up the Diner for the day. “Nothing to worry your little head about Hen Hen.” William replied while cleaning up FredBear, Jesus what did these kids do to him… “I think I will worry, cause you only ever use nicknames when you’re about to snap or incredibly anxious.” Henry counters. “Hey like I said don’t worry about it Henry, I'll get some sleep after we finish setting up.” Will assured him. Henry sighs, but William knows that means that Henry trusts him. Really, what did these kids do to Fredbear? How is there playdoh stuffed in his arm joints?
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“Clara dear.” “Not my name.” Mrs. Afton was getting really tired of people just assuming her name. “Whatever, as I was saying. Are you sure staying with William is the best decision?” Mrs. Afton turns around in her seat and addresses her colleague “Now why in the world would I choose to leave him? He’s financially stable and a good christian.” She said as if those were the only important things about him. “Did you not hear about what happened to his previous wife?” Mrs. Afton rolled her eyes as another person jumped into the conversation. “I swear if you say he killed her-” Mrs. Afton started before being interrupted. “Her body was literally found in the woods bloody beaten, wounded and her limbs were cut off! What more proof do you need?!” “That still doesn’t prove anything, and besides William isn’t locked up so he couldn’t have done it.” “He’s a liar who lied to the police! He was in a mental hospital when he was a kid! He’s the only person she was last seen with! He’s freaking insane!” The woman Mrs. Afton was arguing with was getting more aggressive and louder with each accusation as her face became more clear to her. “So please…” The office had become mostly quiet as the woman was now sobbing “Please just stop trying to see the good in him, R0$3||e.” Now that was a new name, but it still wasn’t Mrs Afton. It did feel… right… It’s as if that was her name but she wasn’t permitted to have it. But forgetting that, who was this woman? Her face was familiar yet unrecognizable. “How do you know that name?” Mrs Afton glared. “It makes sense you wouldn’t remember me… but soon you will.” The woman turned back to doing her work and Mrs. Afton was forced to do the same.