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“Her Perspective”

Chapter 2:

June, 1983.

I was closely observing the gigantic fluffy robots that had just finished a show, when I met him. He was younger than me and was hugging a plushy, trying to tell me something with his eyes.

-Hm, hello?

The little boy didn’t answer. He kept staring at me.

-Hey, what do you want?

His eyes started watering because I yelled at him. The crying child ran and hid under a table, still holding the teddy bear. I think it was supposed to be a miniature of the big Fredbear, perhaps an early model.

-Cassidy! There you are, I was looking for you!- Charlie said, showing up a few seconds after the boy left. Behind her was a tall and slim doll figure that followed her around when Henry wasn’t close. Looked like a marionette or something. It creeped me out a little.

-Why were you looking for me?

-Well, tonight the first birthday party will happen here! Fredbear’s Family Diner’s first official party!- She said excited.

-Oh, is this an invitation? Sorry, Charlie. I’m not a fan of parties.

That was true, crowed rooms used to irritate me. She was extremely disappointed, hoping that I would show up. But I never went to that event, even with her begging me. Nobody was there for the little girl that night. And that’s was the last time I saw her face. After a couple of weeks of her disappearance, Charlotte Emily was presumed dead. Henry, along with the man, continued with the diner. Not for long though, a month after Charlie was gone, a kid was killed by an animatronic. Some people said it was Fredbear, others said it was the Yellow Bunny. He died at the hospital and Fredbear’s Family Diner was closed for good. But I didn’t care about that. I just wanted to know where was she.

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Her Perspective

“The One You Should Not Have Killed, telling the story by her perspective.”

Introduction: I don’t really recall what came before. I remember mom being upset all the time. I remember dad being loud and angry. And I remember me hating school. Teachers would often call me “an agressive kid”. All i wanted was to be memorable, I guess. So how the hell did I end up in that pizzaria?

Chapter 1:

March, 1983.

I was sitting in front of my house tying my shoes. Although it was a sunny afternoon, the cold air was cutting through my skin. I heard footsteps coming from my front, thinking it was another weird neighbor. That was the first time she talked to me.

-Hi! I’m Charlie! What’s your name?

I looked up and saw a tall and gentle looking girl observing me.

-Do you need help with those?- She continued, pointing her finger to my failed attempt at tying shoelaces.

-I’m fine, actually- I didn’t even finish when she bent down and tied them perfectly. Then she just looked at me again, waiting for a reaction. I felt like I owned her a response.

-Cassidy. My name is Cassidy.

-Oh, hello Cassidy! Are you from around here?

Around here? She asked like I was fresh news to the neighborhood. I wasn’t.

-No. I lived here my whole life.

The girl was ready for another question when a bearded man showed up.

-There you are, Charlotte. I’ve told you a hundred times to not leave the diner while I work.

-Sorry dad! It won’t happen again.

He looked at the green bracelet Charlie had in her wrist before turning his attention to me.

-Oh, hey little one. Sorry to take your friend away, but she gotta stay close to her dad!

The man chuckled and left, taking his daughter. I just stared at them while they walked back to a new place that had opened a few weeks ago. A restaurant called “Fredbear’s Family Diner”. Charlie seemed to be friendly towards me and that was rare. She was a happy child and I wanted to know what caused this. So after that day, every afternoon I would walk in front of Fredbear’s to watch all the families happily eat their food. I never had the courage to enter. My reason was different from the other kids, though. It wasn't the animalistic robots that scared me, but the eery guy who worked there. If only I knew.

May, 1983.

-Hi Cassidy! How are you today?

-Hi Charlie. You shouldn’t be here.- I answered, looking at her bracelet. I never really understood what was that for, but I knew it had something to do with her father.

-Why you say that?- She asked, slightly tilting her head.

-Your dad doesn’t allow you to walk away from diner, remember?

-Well actually, I’m allowed this time. You know why?

-No. Why?

-Because dad said that I should invite you to eat with us at Fredbear’s! How’s that sound?

She said that in such a happy tone, genuinely excited to have someone to invite to her dad’s work. I knew she was friends with the owner’s kids. At that time, I didn’t know Henry was one of the founders of that place, so it was quite impressive for me that she befriended the “cool kids”. I would regret that for the rest of my existence, but I accepted it. I had that habit of searching for things by myself, later I would learn that curiosity killed the cat. The restaurant had a warm environment and cool animatronics, like that huge silly yellow bear. I loved him at first sight but the others kids had a very opposite opinion. Everything was nice inside Fredbear’s Family Diner.

-Oh, Henry! Looks like Charlie came back with a friend!

I’ll never forget the moment when my stomach squirmed just by looking at him. That man had the worst face in the whole world, I could almost smell his wickedness.

-Cassidy, this is uncle William! He works with my dad here at the diner!- Charlie exclaimed, but I could barely hear. My mouth tasted metal and I wanted to run away from that thing. Luckily for me at that moment, he had better things to do so the conversation lasted short. I then sit at a table and had dinner with Henry and his daughter. He payed for me and I felt a little safer close to them. It was the last day of happiness for that place.

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Hey there !! Are you a fan of Fnaf? Do you like to read fanfics? Have you ever wished that the main characters from the franchise had more backstory? Then you are the target audience for my ongoing story “Her Perspective”! Everything about The One You Should Not Have Killed and the Missing Children Incident will be revealed in this fanfic. I will be posting the chapters here and it will soon be on AO3! Have fun!💛🧸