Happy Birthday, Tommy!

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We left home an hour later and began heading to the party. I really didn't want to go, but Mom threatened to ground me if I didn't. I'm almost 18 and I still have to take orders from her. It makes me want to graduate even more...

We eventually pulled into the massive parking lot. I looked out the car window and, in giant red letters, there was the name 'Freddy Fazbear's Pizza', alongside the picture of a cartoon brown bear, blue rabbit, and yellow chicken. I think I actually remember those guys, to be honest. But I'm not sure where...

We got out of the car and walked inside the restaurant. Immediately to our right was a giant stage with 3 animatronic characters on it. In front, singing a song on the microphone, was the bear on the building. To his right was the blue bunny playing a red electric guitar, and to his left was the chicken playing the keyboard.

They all looked cheesy, but that's what you'd expect out of a place like this.

To our left was what looked like a counter where you can exchange tickets for prizes. There were kids lined up, all squealing with joy at the thought of getting prizes. They mainly seemed to be selling plush toys that looked like the characters.

There was a giant purple present box in the corner. It looked closed, yet could open at any time.

The rest of the room looked like a giant play area filled with arcade games and rides. There were kids riding a carousel, a few more playing a crane game, and even one getting a balloon from some creepy robotic kid holding a whole bunch of balloons. Children's laughter could be heard coming out of its speaker. It sounded very disturbing.

Mom went to the front counter and said we were for a birthday party for Tommy Fitzgerald.

"Ah, yes!" The woman behind the counter said as she pointed in a book in front of her. "That's in Party Room 1. Down the hall, take a left, second door on the right."

"Thanks!" My dad told her.

We then went down the hallway near the stage. At the end of the hall was a closed door that looked like it was only for employees. Restrooms could be seen on our right, and another hallway to the left, where we needed to go.

Down that hallway were 2 doorways on either side. I could see 'Party Room' and a number above each doorway. At the far end of the hallway, though, was what looked like some sort of office.

In the office was a man in a dark blue baseball cap with the letters 'FFP' in bright red. He had long, greasy black hair with an equally gross beard. He was looking at a screen of some sort sitting on a desk he was sitting at.

When he heard us approaching, he looked up at us to see what it was. His eyes were a pale blue that seemed nonhuman.

I saw a name tag on his dark blue polo shirt. I didn't see his name, but I did see what looked like 'SECURITY' under it. He then looked back at the screen as if we didn't exist.

We then found Party Room 1 and saw a bunch of family members I never talk to sitting and standing and talking. Some of them looked at us, but others ignored our arrival.

"Patrick!" We looked and saw a familiar man waving at our father.

"Nick!" Dad replied. He then went over to him and hugged him.

"It's been a while, little brother," Nick told him.

"Yeah, but you know how busy work gets," Dad replied. He then stepped aside to reveal the rest of us.

"Gloria, how have you been?" Uncle Nick asked as he shook Mom's hand.

"Not too bad, Nick. How are things with May?"

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