"Ill be right back..." william left the room.

After a bit of waiting, he came back with something behind his back. Michael tried to peek behind him, but william moved so he couldn't see. All michael could see was a bit of red.

"No peeking michael.." william said.

"Close your eyes and..." william instructed.

Michael closed his eyes and held his arms out. William gently placed the red item onto his hands. Michael felt it, and it felt.... Pointy? There was a point at some point though. As michael opened his eyes, he gasped. His favorite animatronic, as a mask. Foxy. Michael almost sqealed in delight. He immediately tried it on.

"Do you like it?" William asked, pleased to see michael happy.

"Like it!?!! I LOVE ITT!!!" He exclaimed.

"Alright alright, get in the car, were gonna be late." William headed toward the front door. Michael followed right behind.

(In the beautiful purple car)

"Daddy are we there yett?????" Elizabeth squirmed in her seat. (Insert that one cocomelon meme)

"Elizabeth for the 100th time, not yet." William sighed.

Elizabeth kept moving around in her seat. It made quite the noise. Evan stayed awfully quiet, and michael just watched elizabeth.

"DADDY DADDY WHEN ARE WE-"

"ELIZABETH AFTON." William said in a stern tone. This made her shut up.

"Please, stop." William said, trying to keep calm. It stayed quiet the rest of the ride. Elizabeth would open her mouth to speak every so often, but no words would come out.

"Shit, the car's low on gas." William said under his breath. He saw the school ahead.

"Michael, could you walk your siblings to school? Ill refill the car and head back home." Michael nodded as the three got out of the car. William started driving back, scouting for a gas station.

"Mikey hurry up!!!! I wanna go now!" Elizabeth whined, tugging on his sleeve.

"Okay okay, were going." Michael started walking.

It was quiet, too quiet.

"Well.... Evan aren't you excited!" Elizabeth said happily, breaking the silence.

"I guess so...." Evan says, keeping his head low.

"Cmon ev, don't be so nervous. It's not like their gonna do anything to you." Michael says. Evan slowly nodded. Though Michael was nervous himself.

"What do you think it's like there?" Elizabeth asks, giving the same energy she had this morning.

"I don't know...." Evan says quietly.

After a few minutes, they had reached an elementary school.

"Daddy showed me a picture! This is it! Lets go ev!" Elizabeth grabbed evan's hand and started running to the entrance, where many students were present.

Michael continued his walk to his school. It wasn't as exciting anymore...

Hurricane high... hurricane high... where could it be? Michael thought to himself, scanning his surroundings. After a few more minutes of walking, he encountered a school. It was labeled "hurricane high". Michael took a step inside the campus.

"Wow... this is huge." He thought aloud, staring at the hundreds of students. Some were chatting, some were sleeping, and some were even fighting. He took a deep breath and started walking inside. He had to get to the principal's office. No distractions. No nothing.

He was walking for a while, nowhere to go. He was... lost.

* I would really APPRECIATE if someone could just come and help me-*

He suddenly looked at the door beside him. It was labeled, "#\%*'s office"

The door had a window, and inside he could see the principal writing papers. He knocked on the door, hoping this was the right room.

"Come in," a voice said. Michael opened the door slowly, peeking his head through the door. They gestured for him to come in, so he did. He sat down on a chair, waiting for the principal to speak.

"Ah, michael afton, correct? Just take a schedule paper and leave for class." They said, continuing on their paperwork.

"Thats it?" He whispered to himself, snatching a paper and leaving the room.

His first period was... math. Great. Everyone knows that math sucks, nobody likes it. (Sorry to people who like it-)

Michael walked around as less students filled the halls. He was for sure that he would be late. Luckily, the room was just straight ahead.

"STOP CALLING ME THAT!!!!" Someone shouted. Michael couldn't help but feel curious.

No michael, FOCUS. Just go straight ahead and ignore-

But curiosity got over him and ignored his brain, since he was walking toward the commotion. He peeked around a corner, to see a group of boys. Though there were only three. One had a chica mask, one had a bonnie mask, and one had a freddy mask.

"Huh, their missing foxy-" he said, before stopping.

But i have the foxy mask-

Michael panicked as they were heading his way. He managed to hide in a locker before they came.

"Did anyone hear that?" The freddy one said.

"Nah, your just hearing things. Do you need an ear doctor?" The chica one said.

"Whatever we need to get to class or else we will get detention. And you know how cruel Mr. Wattson can get." The bonnie one sighed. They had walked past michael,  chatting away. Michael slowly got out of the locker, and watched as they entered the classroom.

Thats the same class im in...

For a few seconds, he just stood there. Nobody else was in the hall. A bell rang, which was a warning for late students. This snapped michael back into reality. He sped walked toward the door, and opened it. Alot of people stared at him, not expecting him.

"Ah, michael. You made it. Now, have a seat." They said.

Michael only saw one seat evacuated; it was next to the bonnie masked dude. His mask was up this time, he had red eyes and dark skin, and black hair. Michael sat next to him.

"Also, since we are running late, i will simply say his name for him. Please welcome michael terrence afton." Then the teacher began explaining some school rules. Most students were whispering, including the masked ones.

"Bro did you hear that!? He's afton's son!" The chica mask whispered to the freddy masked.

"Hey i have an idea... what if we befriend him?" The freddy mask suggested.

"Are you nuts!?!!? Why would he accept us!? He's literally-" The chica mask got cut off.

"Are you blind? He has a foxy mask! This completes our group!"

"I guess you have a point.." the chica mask adjusted his glasses.

"I could hear you guys you know-" michael said, startling the two.

"Ahaha you didn't hear anything-" the chica masked started to say, getting nervous.

"I don't really mind becoming friends actually..." michael randomly spat out.

"Wait... am i hearing things-" the freddy one said.

"Uhm... no-" michael never expected to be popular. Sure, his father owned a popular restaurant, but he didn't think that his last name would affect anything.

"Okay so uh quick introduction- imsimonthisisfredericksndthisidmark-" the chica masked said quickly, pointing at the bonnie and freddy masked ones.

"Hey, give a proper introduction!" The freddy mask scolded.

"Im very sorry, these two MORONS won't stop being idiots-" the bonnie one said, emphasizing the word "Morons".

"Hey! Watch it softie!" The chica one said.

"JUST BECAUSE I LIKE BONNIE AND THAT IM NOT AN IDIOT DOESNT MEAN IM A SOFTIE-"

"Hey! You four! Detention for yelling in class!" They pointed to the door.

"But i-" michael started.

"Don't talk back to me." He said.

Michael didn't do anything wrong, but there was no use in arguing. The four walked out of the classroom.

(In detention, aka he double hockey sticks)

When the four came in, the detention person was sleeping.

"She's subbing again? Wow, we're lucky, this is the third time this week." The chica mask said.

"Wait but can't we go out then?" Michael asked.

"There's cameras, we would be screwed." The freddy mask leaned back on his chair.

"Anyways, let me give a PROPER introduction. Theres simon, the blind mf who trips alot. Hes also VERY stupid." The freddy masked started.

"HEY!"

"Then theres me- the most talented and most-"

"Oh shut up! You can't even do a pushup!" The bonnie one retaliated.

"-anyways, then theres mark, hes kinds the therapist of the group." After he finished, they all waited for a response.

"You forgot to tell me your name-" michael pointed out.

"OH and im frederick."

More silence.

"Hey simon, wanna go to kfc after school?" Fredrick randomly said.

"Why?" Simon questioned.

"Your mom." Fredrick said.

This reminded Michael of.... Lisa. He remembers that night. But he quickly dismissed the thought. After all, there were only a few minutes left of detention.

(Im also working on another story rn 💀 and i lost motivation at the end so ya)