2 Chapter 2: A Bittersweet Reunion

They both woke up in the morning feeling both refreshed and embarrassed, refreshed because they had a fairly good night's sleep, embarrassed because they had just realized that they had slept together one their first night of being with each other.

Michael started to get out of bed until he felt someone tug on his only arm left. "Don't go yet it's cold in here." Not wanting to upset Charlie Michael laid back down on the bed and went back asleep. They both woke up to the scare of someone pounding on the door. "Hey, lovebirds we're going to be leaving soon so you better get up if you want breakfast!" Jessica yelled through the door.

"Alright, alright, calm down were getting up." Michael replied groggily but loud enough for Jessica to hear. Michael shook the girl still laying down half awake. "Come on Charlie time to wake up"

---- 30 minutes later----

The entire group went to the same restaurant they went to when Charlie first went missing, this choice had mixed feelings but overall went well. They all walked into the restaurant, sat down, and ordered their food. It was a little weird without Jason and Marla trying to brighten up the mood but they found that the mood didn't even need to be brightened up, they were all just having a good time talking. Charlie ordered a cup of coffee and pancakes, Michael didn't eat anything, Jessica got a cup of tea with a small breakfast sandwich, and John got a breakfast burrito with extra sauce.

Everything was going well until about an hour into their meals and conversations. They heard a loud banging coming from the kitchen followed by loud screams. Everyone was on guard trying to think of what to do when the wall separating the kitchen from the actual dining area fell apart as though a demolition crew had just sent a wrecking ball through it.

They all froze in fear because of what they saw cross over the wreckage from the wall. A dark, almost translucent, version of Chica. It looked as though it was made out of the same material that the Freddy was made out of when they were running through the woods. This dark version of Chica flashed its eyes and rushed at the group running through the bar that was at this point vacant.

The room was filled with dust and smoke from the recent, unexpected, demolition of the small town restaurant. The room started spinning and then went black, no one is awake not even the animatronic that had just attacked them. The only one who was able to vaguely see what was happening was Charlie, but what she saw she almost didn't believe. She thought she saw her father walk out of the smoke and dust before she passed out.

Michael, John, Jessica, and Charlie woke up in the very last place they wanted to be. The place that started this entire mess. Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. The four of them woke up with mind-splitting headaches and were chained up to the wall of the main party room. The room seemed different than the last time they were there. It seemed more clean, almost as though someone went through the room and cleaned it, but it also felt more dangerous as though there was a power there that they would die too.

John was the first of them to speak out loud. "Well, I've heard of people who have been tied and chained up but honestly never thought it would happen to me."

"I'm sorry for being a little more careless with your chains John, I felt that as a father I need to be a bit more… rough... with my daughter's first kiss." A deep, powerful voice said in the darkness, just out of the light the stage was providing. "Wait, this can't be right," Charlie said quietly to herself "he died ages ago."

A tall, powerful man walked slowly into the stage light. "Hey, Charlie, daddy's home." He said walking over to her and undoing the chains that kept her hung on the wall like a trophy. When she landed she looked around and found Michael sitting in the corner just sitting not moving other than for the rise and fall of his chest.

"Dad, is that really you?" She asked almost about to cry.