By:A.R.

*TS*

Mason walked into a small building, his mom following, his sister in her arms. "Wow. What a nice looking place." Claire smiled as Judith giggled, clapping her hands happily. A large animatronic bear approached them, a wide smile on it's face- much like the rest of the town's residence.

"Hello, welcome to Frances Fazbear's Pizzeria- where fantasy and fun come to life, what can I get you this lovely night?" he asked, his glossy green eyes on Claire.

"O-Oh dear!" she exclaimed, jumping back a bit. "H-Hello! Ahm-- sorry. I'm new here. I'm not sure how this place works- wasn't expecting umm..." Claire stared up at the bear, him backing up a bit.

"Oh I'm sorry. I was not aware you were new- I'll just lead you to your table. two seats and a booster, correct?" the bear asked, ushering them to a small table.

"Yes. Thank you, Mr."

They all sat down, the bear softly bowing before hurrying away. "He gives me the creeps.." Mason whispered.

"Sweetie, don't be mean. He's a sweetheart. Now.. before he comes back with the menu- tell me what you think of the town so far? What have you seen so far? I would love to know--" Claire paused, looking up behind Mason, slowly sitting up a little.

"Well... this town... it was nice and all but.. the residence kinda scare me. You know cuz not one of them are..... nothing but happy.. And I ran into a small building. A puppet shop or something...." Mason whispered.

A small choke was heard behind him, making him turn and see the large bear. He slammed  the menus onto the table, his eyes looking into Mason's green eyes. His mouth- it wasn't in a grin. But a frown. "You were... there?" he asked sternly- a  quiet whisper- so that only he can hear.

"Y-Yeah...?"

"Ms Jones- I'd like to steal your son for a moment- he likes shows right?"

"Yeah... but uhhh.. how do you know my---"

"Come with me, young one~" he muttered, glancing at Mason with an adorable smile.

"Oh oka-- eep!" he gasped as the bear took his hand, swiftly moving across the main floor- quickly moving to the back door- out the back of the stage.

Four other animatronics stood there: A bunny, a canary, a dog, and smaller bear. They all talked- until they noticed the large bear. "Frances. The show's about to start-- wait. Why is that kid here???" the canary chirped confused.

"He knows." The bear replied.

Small gasps and mutters escaped them- all of them crowding Mason. "How?" The bunny asked, her pink eyes blinking as she took a closer look at him.

"Maybe he knows someone who was taken by Mrs Pen." the dog whispered.

"or maybe he over heard about it- and he just wants information?" the small bear muttered eyeing the boy.

"T-That's it actually..." Mason stuttered, motioning towards the small bear.

"So it's information you want..?" the large bear muttered.

"Y-yeah... first? Is what they say true..? With the owner of the shop... turning her victims into puppets- and the fact that everyone in town is always smiling is because they are all puppets and dolls under that woman's control, and--"

"Wow. You have a lot of questions. Frances- Freddy will take over your spot on stage temporarily- then you can give him his answers." The bunny told him- her eyebrows knitted worriedly.

"Come with me young man." The large bear whispered, ushering the boy away.

"M-Mason..." he told Frances as he led him out back of the restraunt.

"The bunny is Bethany, the canary is Cameron, the dog is Harlowits  and finally the small bear is Freddy. He only needs a bit of time before he gets his brand new suit." Frances explained. "Now. How did you find out about.... the puppet shop. Rumor? Over heard it? Someone in town told you about it?"

"N-No... I followed-- u-um.. nevermind.. you'll probably think I'm crazy...." Mason muttered hopelessly.

"Was it a soul?" Frances asked as they moved through the dark ally, his movements quick as Mason tried to stay with him. He thought for a moment, not even sure what it was. "I see your not sure- was it a small glowing orb?"

"Oh! Yeah! I-It was."

"It led you here- didn't it?" Frances muttered as they both stopped in front of the shop.

Mason stared up at the building, his eyes dilating as he thought of the puppets and dolls on the shelf. "Y-Yeah...." he whispered suddenly feeling weak.

"Son..? You okay?" Frances voice asked, sounding like Mason was under water.

"I-I'm not... sure..." he whispered, everything around him darkening. "M-Mr... Frances...?" Mason whispered before fainting feeling himself fall into Frances, his furry paws holding him close.

"I dont feel...... right....."