Fnaf Fan fic,
chapter 1:

FredBear’s
Family Diner

5 years after Freddy Fazbear’s new
Pizzeria closed its doors, the FredBear Agency became less popular. Now, what’s
the FredBear Agency, you may ask? Well, here’s the story of it.

-It all started at 1973, Dr.
FredBear, age 74, decided to create a kid-friendly robot to entertain children.
FredBear always loved children during his life, so, he wanted the kids to love
him back. One night, he was hardly thinking about what to do in order to
entertain children.

“What should I do?” asked FredBear to
himself, cracking his brain. “Should I change my job and become a clown,
instead?” The poor old man did not know what to do. Not only he wanted to
entertain children, but to win money faster. Dr. FredBear is cracking his brain
as much as he can. He examined the old posters he pinned up during his past.

“I got it!” exclaimed FredBear after
examining his old posters. “I shall create a kid-friendly Animatronic based on
myself!” So, this idea popped out of Dr. FredBear’s head. As a scientist, the
old doctor will pull out his best to create his robot. 4 days later, he pinned
up a new poster saying ‘SOON!’ outside his house, at the wall. The poster shows
a bear-like animatronic, wearing a bow black tie, a small microphone in the right
hand, articulated ears that are able to move back in forward. Dr. FredBear
became quite busy after he decided to create an Animatronic. He also
‘transformed’ his house into a restaurant. Why? Well, because not only he
wanted to entertain, but also to win money in a fast way. So, he’ll do this at
the same time. A kid-friendly restaurant.

“Hmm, what should I call my
restaurant?” asked FredBear to himself. His house was not big for a restaurant,
but he said to himself that it shouldn’t be a problem. “I know, I shall name it
after my name!” thought FredBear. Now, it should take him days to finally open
up on service, so he can get stuffs ready. Days later… his house now has big
changes. There’s a huge sign outside of his house saying ‘FredBear’s Family
Dinner’. Several posters are also pinned up outside of his house. Some of them
saying ‘CELEBRATE!’, decorated with stickers, a bear with a bow tie holding a
cake in his left hand. Inside of the restaurant, they’re many tables made of
wood, chairs, a small service counter, FredBear is running it. And finally,
next to the service counter, there’s a tall brown Animatronic wearing a black
bow tie, round eyes, articulated eyes that are able to move back and forward,
light blue irises, black eye color, wielding a small microphone in the
Animatronic’s right paw, and this Animatronic is very similar to a real brown
bear.

“My Animatronic is just perfect!”
gazed Dr. FredBear at his new Animatronic. Few minutes later, Dr. FredBear
heard a bell ringing next to the door, meaning that a new costumer appeared.
This new costumer wears a purple jacket, purple skin, purple jeans, everything
purple on this person!

“Who’s that bear-robot thing?” asked
the mysterious Purple Man.

“Sorry?” said Dr. FredBear as he
leaned over, placing his right hand to his right ear.

“I said, who’s that bear-robot thing?”
repeated the Purple Man, but this time, with a higher, and slower tone.

“Oh, you mean my new Animatronic?”
pointed Dr. FredBear at his Animatronic. “That’s FredBear. I nicknamed my robot
after my name.”

“Oh, how nice.” Said the Purple Man with
a deep tone. “Well, I am here to eat a strawberry cake. Does it sound good to
you?” asked the skinny purple person.

“Why yes, it shouldn’t be a problem.
I’ll be sure to bake that cake and FredBear will deliver it to you!” said Dr.
FredBear with a graceful voice.

“Okay. Meanwhile, I’ll sit in a
wooden chair relaxing myself as I gaze through the window.” Said Purple Man.

How will Dr. FredBear do his job?
Will he be fine? Will his Animatronic run well? You just read the beginning of
the FredBear Agency. Get ready to discover the other secrets on the next
chapter!

zanderlex: There you go, Zander. The
first chapter of the Fnaf Fan Fic. I added as many details as I can, so hope
you enjoy this.

imamonster:

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