Arileenews: Freddy I dare you to act like your better than everyone else for an hour.

Camera Man P.O.V.

I've invited Freddy into the room. By the way, the creators gonna keep writing on this story every now and then. Dont expect daily, weekly, or even monthly updates, its just a side project. But leave comments for your questions and dares.

Freddy has a black eye, and a patch of fur on his left shoulder is singed black. He's got bruises and cuts in various places on his body.

Me: Before we begin. I think everybody will be asking: what happened to you?

Funtime Freddy: that dare got me in trouble. A lot of trouble, I can barely sit down... Well anyway, whats the question?

Me: Actually, you have a dare.

Funtime Freddy: FFFFFFFuntime. Is it gonna get me beat up again?

Me: You know the fanbase has no mercy.

Funtime Freddy: Jeez. What is it?

Me: You have to pretend that you are better than everyone else for 1 hour.

Funtime Freddy: How am I supposed to do that when I look like I just tried to commit suicide after watched The Lion King 3!?

Me: I'm sure that I have something in my closet.

I step over to my closets, rummaging through the mountains of stuff.

Funtime Freddy: How much stuff is in there?

Me: According to my calculations, 1352 tons of assorted items. Including Tvs, game consoles, old instruments, shoes...

Funtime Freddy: What about actual clothes?

Me: No, those are in my garage. Oh, I found it.

Out of my closet, I pull out a golden crown with silver on all the edges, with ruby, emerald, amethyst, and diamonds all around it.

He scratches his arm.

Funtime Freddy: You had that in your closet this whole time?!

Me: what? You dont have crowns in your closet?

Freddy facepalms. I guess that means no. Scrub.

Me: Are you gonna take it or not?

Freddy shrugs and takes it, surprised by how heavy it is. I dont know what he was expecting. It's made of gold after all. What? Has he never seen a gold crown before? Golds heavy. Dumby.

Me: Are you ready to execute the dare?

Funtime Freddy: As ready as I'll ever be. But I have 1 question. Does the dare apply to Foxy? Cause I'm not sure I could do that.

He scratchs his arm.

Me: Give me one sec. YO ARILEENEWS!! DOES FREDDY HAVE TO MISTREAT FOXY TOO? HE SAYS HE DOESNT THINK HE CAN DO THAT!

Funtime Freddy: ..... What now?

Me: Now we wait for her to respond.

10 MINUTES LATER

Funtime Freddy: How long does this usually take?

Me: Well usually she responds by now. She is one of the creators, personal friends.

Funtime Freddy: Wait. The creator has a life?

Me: I guess so.

My phone chimes.

Me: She says no. Foxy will be free of your better-than-you wrath.

Funtime Freddy: Ok. I'm ready,

Freddy puts on the crown, and his entire posture changes. His shoulders go back, he lifts his head, and he walks forward confidently. I can tell hes wanted to do this for a long time. Funtime Freddy is usaully portrayed as the air head of the bunch. But here, Freddy is very sophisticated.

To be honest, I've noticed Freddy going through some stuff lately. I dont know exactly what, but hes definately hiding something. I tried hacking into the security cameras. But his was disabled.

Funtime Freddy P.O.V.

I walk down the hallway, head up, shoulders back. Confident. Important. Like a king.

I walk into the kitchen. Where Baby is baking some croissants.

Me: Are my croissants ready?

Baby jumps and turns around. Then looks like shes holding back a laugh.

Baby: What are you wearing?

Me: Oh be quiet and go finish my croissants.

Baby: Excuse me? Your croissants?

Me: Oh be quiet and finish. If I come back and they arent finished, there will be CONSEQUENCES.

I turn around, and walk out the room. But I can feel her gaze on my neck. I turn to face her.

I scratch my arm.

Me: I know its hot, but stop staring at my butt.

She looks shocked. She turns away, disgusted and taken aback.

Baby: Funtime Fredrick Fazbear. I don't know whats gotten into you, but you need to stop before I go sicko mode.

Me: Yeah yeah just have my buiscuts ready.

Baby: These arent yours! They're for--

Me: Servantsayswhat?

Baby: What?

Me: Exactly.

And with that, I leave the kitchen. I can hear her groan in fustration, to be honest that felt fun.

I scratch my arm.

I still have about 50 minutes, so I think I'll go to... Bon! I walk towards his room. Usually I would knock, but I'm a king today, so I kick the door open. Bon instantly threw a tarp or blanket over something pink and about his size.

I scratch my arm

Bon Bon: YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO KNOCK!

Me: Who do you think your talking to?!

Bon Bon: You with your big 'ol forehead!

Me: Shut those crooked teeth or I will!

I scratch my arm.

Me: What are you even doing?

Bon Bon: None of your business big head!

Me: I know your lying. Your insults falter when your lying.

Bon Bon: shut up.... Dummy!

Now I really know hes lying. Last he reverted back to such primitive insults he was building a girlfriend. I dont even wanna talk about it..

Me: I know your hiding something. You can tell me.

Bon Bon: No!

I remember the dare, and scratch my arm. I want to help him, but I have to complete my dare. I dont know what the fanbase will do if I don't.

Me: Fine, I dont have time to deal with your problems.

I start to walk to walk out.

Bon Bon: *scoffs* Please! The only thing you have to do is give me some neices and nephews.

I stop, and my face goes hot. I grab the closest thing to me(in this case a stapler) and hurl it hard as I can at him. I miss him but it hits the thing he was working on. It falls, rolls off the table and lands with a loud thud. Bon screams and dives for it.

Me: That'll teach you.

To be honest kids has been a sensitive subject since a little while ago. Baby brought it up as a joke. Later me and Foxy had a serious conversation about it, and whe concluded that it could never happen. We researched how to make them, and found out that its impossible for us to do it. As high tech as we are, feeling emotions, simulatiny body tempature at what not. Kids just aren't in the cards for me and Foxy. I guess thats why I responded so violently.

I scratch my arm.

Ballora is next, but I'm kinda scared to go into her room. The last few times have been... Questionable. I look at the clock in the hallway, I still have about 30 minutes left. Man, time passes by fast.

I scratch my arm.

I decide to talk to Baby again, I did tell her that I needed the croissants by a certain time. I wouldn't be keeping my word if I didn't show up. Plus I'm kinda hungry.

As I near the kitchen, I can smell the croissants. I enter the kitchen, and see the croissants on the counter.

Me: I see my croissants are ready!

She jumps and turns around, putting a hand on her heart.

Baby: Oooh! *deep breathes* oh we gotts put a bell on you boy.

I walk over to the croissants, and pick one up, eating it. When I do, something comes over me. Why am I so hungry? I eat another one, and another, and another, before Baby takes the trey from under me.

Baby: We need to save some for--

She doesn't get a chance to finish. I reach for it, managing to grab it, and I hold.it high over my head. Shes shorter than all of us, so she jumps to try to get it, but fails. I eat one after the other, until I reach for another one, and there is none left. I drop the trey.

Baby: What has gotten into you?

I egnore her, and go to the frigde, eating anything I can get my hands on.

I scratch my arm.

I continue to eat. I grab the milk and chug the whole thing down.

I scratch my arm.

The fridge is empty, I search the kitchen, but theres nothing.

I scratch my arm.

Why does my arm hurt so much! I look down at my arm, its got a bunch of small green spots just above the inside of my elbow. What is this? Why me?

Everything speeds up and slows down at the same time. I walk to my room, my brain is on fire. My whole body is burning. I cant stop scratching the green spot.

I find me and Foxys secret spot, she turns away from the computer, smiling. But as soon as she sees me, her smile fades, and its instantly replaced by concern. My hour is over.

Funtime Foxy: Whats wrong?

Suprsingly, I find myself saying.

Me: Theres something inside of me!

She leads me to the couch, and I lay on it. She feels my forehead, but pulls her arm back.

Funtime Foxy: You're ice cold.

She grabs a blanket and puts it on top of me. I calm down a bit. Im suddenly very dizzy, and I black out.