Darlene’s POV: Huh? Where am I? “Oh, good! You’re finally awake!” I turn my head to the right to see a purple-haired man. “What…happened?” I asked him. “You had part or your frontal lobe bitten off by Mangle, I’m afraid,” the man responded, “Luckily, I called 911 just in time to save you.” He rubbed the back of his head shyly. “Unfortunately, they chose the wrong hair color.” He gave me a mirror so I could see that while the back of my head had brown hair, the top had red. I smiled. “That’s okay. I’ve always wanted to have red hair.” Just then, a red-haired male burst through the door and ran over to me. “Darlene! Oh, I’m so glad you’re okay. Um…I’m afraid you don’t have, um, your job anymore. Not that you did anything bad, um, it’s just the place has officially closed down.” I looked at him, confused. “I had a job?” “Yeah,” he said, “Don’t you remember being Annabelle to fool the animatronics? Talking with your childhood friends’ spirits?” “My friends didn’t die,” I said, “They just moved away. I haven’t talked to them since my 6th birthday.” Both males looked at me disappointedly. Am I not remembering something? “The bite must have made her lose her memories of work and what happened 12 years ago,” the red-haired man said. I turned to the man that had saved me, and he looked…somewhat relieved for some reason. He hugged me and said, “I’m just glad you’re…you’re safe…Want me to take you home?” “Could we walk home?” I asked. He nodded, and once I was released, I took the purple-haired man’s hand and walked home with him. We ended up walking past the pizzeria , and I said, “I didn’t know they brought that back!” I looked in the window to see a newer version of Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy. I beamed as I saw the older versions as well. I then saw the red-haired man talking to them, and all of their facial expressions saddened. “What are you two doing here? The place is closed.” The man and I turned to see two other guys that looked slightly younger than the purple-haired man. “Wait. Are you Darlene? The girl that replaced Jeremy as the night guard?” one of the boys asked. “I…don’t remember working here…” I reply. The man stepped in for me. “She is, but Mangle caused her to forget working here.” “Oh dear…” the man named Jeremy said, “I’m so sorry…” “It’s okay,” I say, “It’s in the past.” The other man then took my hand and kissed the back of it. “My name is Fritz. Fritz Smith. Nice to meet a cute girl like you.” “Likewise,” I say, smiling unconsciously. Then the man snarled at Fritz. “Somthin’ the matter, Derek?” Fritz asked him, smirking, “Jealous?” He seemed to blush slightly as he replied, “No, I’m not. Just…don’t get too close to her.” “You two going out?” Jeremy asked, raising an eyebrow, “Isn’t she a little…young for you? Isn’t she only 18?” Derek blushed more and stammered a bit. “W-we’re not going out. She’s a friend of mine. I’ve known her ever since she was a child.” Wait…Derek…the name sounds familiar… Derek…Derek! “Derek?” I asked, beaming. He looked at me and smiled. I hugged him tightly. “I missed you!” “Same…” he said. I then saw someone coming over here out of the corner of my eye. He looked familiar. Black hair…blue eyes… I let go of Derek and ask the man coming over here, “Have we met before?” “It’s me. Samuel. The, um…incident made you forget, huh?” I nod. “I guess, but I still feel like I’ve seen you before. That’s good, right?” He smiled and nodded. “Um… can I follow you back home? I would like to meet your parents.” “You’ll only meet my mother,” I tell him, “My dad died at work before I was even born.” “Where did he work?” he asked. “I think it was the old pizzeria before they used the now older models of Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy.” Samuel stared at me for a second. “My dad died there, too. I was 2 when my family got the news. Though my mom wasn’t all that sad; she said he was always an ‘alcoholic bastard’ anyway.” He then embraced me. “I guess we’re closer than we thought,” I heard him mumble. I could hear my heart in my ears. I returned the embrace. I think I remember falling in love with him. “Get a room, you two,” Fritz joked. Everyone laughed except for Derek, who did look kinda jealous. “Well, you should head back home now. We don’t want your mother worrying too much,” Jeremy said, “Sorry for bothering you.” “It’s fine,” I said. Before I followed Samuel and Derek, though, I took one last look at the pizzeria. There I saw a purple Freddy and a black Bonnie. They both waved at me, and I waved back. I then ran over to Samuel and Derek, feeling suddenly energized.
-w/ the animatronics-
“I can’t believe Darlene doesn’t remember…” Foxy said, sounding depressed. “Guys…” Freddy T. said to the rest, sounding spooked. “What?” Chica T. asked. “It says here that the newer models are getting scrapped…” he said, “I think everyone thinks Foxy T. bit her.” “It wasn’t me! I swear!” Mangle shouted, “It was a big, scary bear that looked a bit like Freddy!” “We believe you, cousin,” Foxy told her, patting her head with his hook, “We’ll get Darlene back with us, but for now, let’s rest. We don’t have to worry about anyone coming in here ‘till they want to bring the place back, and I’m positive they will.”
