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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M
  Fandom:
      Five_Nights_at_Freddy's
  Relationship:
      Animatronics_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's)/Original_Female_Character(s),
      Purple_Man_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's)/Original_Female_Character(s)
  Character:
      Original_Female_Character(s), Nightmare_Foxy_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's),
      Nightmare_Freddy_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Nightmare_Bonnie_(Five_Nights
      at_Freddy's), Nightmare_Chica_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Nightmare
      Fredbear, Nightmare_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Nightmare_Animatronics_
      (Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Foxy_Plush_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Freddy
      Plush, Bonnie_Plush_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Chica_Plush_(Five_Nights
      at_Freddy's), Fredbear_Plush_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), The_Crying_Child_
      (Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Older_Brother_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Dave
      Miller_|_William_Afton, Henry_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Foxy_(Five
      Nights_at_Freddy's), Freddy_Fazbear, Bonnie_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's),
      Chica_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's), Springtrap_(Five_Nights_at_Freddy's)
  Additional Tags:
      Rape/Non-con_Elements, Blood_and_Gore, Murder, Underage_Rape/Non-con,
      Knotting
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-27 Chapters: 6/? Words: 4208
****** Tomorrow Is Not Promised ******
by FNaF4Girl1212
Summary
     Involving yourself in others' problems will come back to bite you.
     You have no idea what you're getting yourself into.
      
     (The FNaF series and its characters are copyright of Scott Cawthon.)
***** Chapter 1 *****
Leaning against the window of the car door, Rose gazed off into the late
evening twilight, watching the sun slowly disappear. It had been a long drive
from Ohio to Utah, and she was glad to have left. Her father, whom she had not
seen since she was 11, sat in the driver's seat, keeping his eyes on the road.
When he was not looking, Rose caught herself staring at him. He looked much
different than he did when she was little; wrinkles had set into his face and
stray white hairs littered his chestnut hair. His eyes had dark rings under
them, as if he had not slept in days. "...Dad?" Rose said in a sheepish voice,
not used to talking to him. "Hm?" He replied, glancing over at her. She
nervously played with her fingers, looking back out the window into the now
dark sky. "Are you still managing the Fazbear restaurants?" At this, her father
raised an eyebrow, turning the car radio off. "Yes, why do you ask? What have
you heard?" She looked back at his exhausted face. "Nothing, nothing... just
trying to make conversation. I don't remember much about the pizzeria, but I
remember the characters. My birthdays always used to be so fun, running around
with my friends and making a commotion." She replied with a slight chuckle. At
that, he didn't reply. Soon enough, they pulled into a driveway. Rose unbuckled
and got out of the car, grabbing her suitcase. She glanced up at the house,
noticing how large it was. The area around it was remote and wooded, and she
assumed it must have been a few miles away from the nearest town. Her father
stepped out of the car, locking it and walking to the front door. He quickly
unlocked the door, holding it open for her. "Welcome home, Rose."
***** Chapter 2 *****
Rose smiled at her father, stepping into the house. There was really nothing
special about it, considering the undecorated living room and basic furniture.
"Sorry it's nothing fantastic, kid. We're not really the decoration-fanatic
type." He shrugged, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Come on, I'll show you
to your room." Her father led her upstairs and down a hallway, eventually
reaching a small room off to the left. "It's not huge but it's enough to sleep
in, hopefully there's no problem?" He inquired passive-aggressively. "No no,
it's great! Better than what I had in Ohio. Thanks dad." She laughed. "Feel
free to explore the house, you live here now anyway." And with that, he left.
Rose looked around the bare room. It was basic, a full size bed against the
wall and a small walk in closet on the opposite side of the room. The carpet
was a dark blue, which matched the quilt on the bed, and the walls were white.
The window was standard size with blinds to cover it. "Plain, but suitable."
Rose dropped her bag on the floor, leaving the room and walking into the
hallway. She heard soft sobbing noises coming from the door down the hall.
This, of course, alarmed her. Rose rushed to the door, knocking. "Are you
okay?" She asked, her brows furrowing. "He locked me in here.." A little boy's
voice whimpered from the other side. Rose unlocked the door, opening it. She
realized this was her 7 year old brother, Matthew. "Shit, I haven't seen you
since you were like 3 years old, kiddo.." Rose helped him off the ground. "Who
are you?" Matthew questioned as he wiped his tears. "I'm your sister, Rose. Not
surprised you don't remember me, it's been a pretty long time since I've seen
any of you." She said, sighing and sitting on the edge of his bed. Matthew came
and sat beside her, grabbing his Fredbear plush and holding it on his lap.
"Where were you? And where is mom?" He questioned, eyes puffy and red from
crying. "Mom is fine. More than fine, actually. So great that she didn't need
me around. She's not a good woman, she does bad things. I was living with her,
but I'm living here now, so nothing to worry about." She reassured, ruffling
his hair. "Anyway, is Troy still a major jerk?" Rose raised an eyebrow, a minor
scowl crossing her face. Matthew nodded, sighing and looking at the ground,
fiddling with his plush. "I figured. If he does anything else just come to me."
Rose let her eyes wander the room, scanning over the miscellaneous toys and
objects scattered about, but what caught her attention were the four plush
animals sitting against his pillow. Rose recognized these characters as Foxy,
Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie. A smile crossed her lips as memories of her
childhood in the pizzeria came to mind. With a deep sigh, she kissed Matthew on
the head. "Night, see you tomorrow."
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Notes
     (Suicide and self-harm trigger warning.)
Rose ventured about the house, exploring the rooms and taking in her
surroundings. When entering the living room, she glanced at the grandfather
clock. It was getting pretty late, almost midnight. Rose looked around for her
father, but he wasn't anywhere to be found. Opening the blinds, she peeked out
the window to discover that his car was no longer sitting in the driveway.
"Where could he be this late at night..?" She wondered to herself. As she was
about to turn around, she heard a deep voice behind her. "Ugh, what the hell
are you doing here?" Rose spun around, scoffing. "Fuck you, Troy. And to answer
your question, I live here now. Sorry to disappoint you." She crossed her arms,
rolling her eyes. Troy stuck up his middle finger and turned away, going up the
stairs and into his room, slamming the door. "What a fucking cunt." Rose went
back upstairs and into her room. A chill went down her spine, igniting a subtle
panic in her. Something did not feel right at all, making the hairs on the back
of her neck stand up. Trying hard to dismiss this uncomfortable feeling, she
shut the door and got on her phone. No new calls or texts, as she had already
guessed. Luckily Rose had data, or else she would be bored out of her mind
without wifi. Nothing all that interesting on instagram, except a few memes
that drew a chuckle from her. After a good half hour of random nonsense, she
plugged in her phone and changed into a t-shirt and shorts, shutting off the
lights and climbing under the covers. "This will take a while to get used to."
Rose soon drifted off to sleep.
~Two hours later~
"I WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN, DUMB BITCH!" Her mother screamed, throwing a cup
at her. She dodged it, the glass smashing into pieces as it collided with the
wall. In another drunken rage, her mother had just returned from the bar. Rose
had gotten used to this, accepting it as a normality. She was used to being
called names and getting things thrown at her. Sometimes she couldn't dodge
them in time. Sometimes she was beaten. When her mother got tired of abusing
her, she would go into her room, leaving Rose all alone. Rose would go for
night walks, choosing the nearest woods as a place to vent anger and cry. She
would cut herself deep enough to leave scars, not having any actual life
threatening damage, but just enough to see blood. Sometimes Rose would fall
asleep in the woods, coming home the next day to the same thing: insults,
threats, and physical abuse. It was a never ending cycle, and she was getting
tired of it. There was no light at the end of the tunnel, nobody to go to.
There was only one thing and one thing alone that she could do. Rose collected
a rope from her shed, tying a noose and wrapping it around a tree branch. She
stood on the chair, placing the loop around her neck and tightening it. With a
deep breath, she kicked the chair out from under her.
Rose jolted up from her sleep, panting heavily and bursting into tears. She
pulled the pillow into her chest, burying her face into it and sobbing. She
rarely had dreams like this, but they left her devastated. She eventually
calmed down, climbing out of bed and looking at her phone screen. 2:17 AM. Rose
opened up her bedroom door and went down the stairs, wanting a glass of water.
She felt extremely on edge, the house quiet but eerie. "Um... hello?" She
waited for a reply, but there was just silence. Shrugging off the feeling once
more, Rose opened a cupboard and grabbed a cup, filling it with tap water. As
she started drinking it, she heard a shrill scream from upstairs. It was
Matthew. Rose nearly spat out her water, quickly setting the cup down and
bolting up the stairs to his room. "WHAT'S WRONG, ARE YOU-" Rose went silent,
her eyes widening.
***** Chapter 4 *****
There were 6 terrifying animatronics standing in front of Matthew. They all
turned their heads toward Rose, and the golden bear with the purple bowtie and
hat growled at her, causing her to turn pale. His teeth looked as sharp as
knives, and he had long, sharp claws attached to his fingers, as did the
others. His blood red glowing eyes burned into hers, and she gulped in fear.
"....Okay, what the literal fuck...." Rose started trembling. Matthew bolted
over to her, hugging her tight and crying into her shirt. Seeing her brother in
a state like this made her angry. "Who the fuck do you think you are? What are
you doing to him? He's a little kid, what's wrong with you!?" She yelled,
glaring at each one of them. Fredbear had stepped forward, about a foot away
from Rose. He towered over her, glaring into her eyes. "Who we are is none of
your business, and I suggest that you lose that attitude, little girl." He
snarled at her. "Fuck you, I'm not little. And who are you to tell me what to
do?" She sneered defiantly, gently nudging her brother behind her. "Oh, if you
only knew. You'll find out soon enough, I suppose." He snickered at her. As he
reached out to touch Rose, a rush of adrenaline hit her as she picked up her
brother, running as fast as she could to her room. Foxy had bolted after the
two, close behind, but not close enough to grab them. She slammed her door,
locking it. There was a growl from the other side as the animatronic angrily
beat on the door, soon returning to the other hellish beasts in defeat. Rose
sighed, laying her brother down on the bed. "It would be safest if you slept
with me tonight, and we'll figure something out tomorrow, okay?" Matthew
nodded, crawling under her covers. Rose shut off the light, climbing into bed.
The two chatted about random things before falling asleep.
The next day
Rose sat up in bed, yawning. It was still early morning, to her disappointment.
She looked over to see Matthew in the fetal position, snoring softly. She
smiled, getting out of bed and opening her door. No sign of the animatronics,
so it seemed pretty safe to leave. Rose shut the door behind her as she left,
deciding to check out her brother's room. Upon entry, she realized her
brother's plush animals had moved. She took a long look at them, especially at
the Fredbear plush. Her eyes narrowed. "Fuck you, you think you're so big and
bad. You're pathetic. You'll have to find someone else to mess with, because
I'm not letting you fuckfaces anywhere near my brother." She said firmly. She
turned away, going downstairs to make some breakfast for her and Matthew, and
to hopefully talk to her father about the events that happened last night. He
probably wouldn't believe her, but she didn't care. She would at least make an
effort to keep her brother safe. Rose planned to get more information from
Matthew about the animatronics. Entering the kitchen, she made some toast for
her and her brother, taking it up to her room. Matthew sat up, gratefully
eating the food. Rose sat and took a bite of her toast, glancing over at him.
"Who are those animatronics, and what do they do to you? How long has this all
been happening?"
***** Chapter 5 *****
Matthew frowned, pushing his plate aside. "Their names are Nightmare Foxy,
Nightmare Chica, Nightmare Bonnie, Nightmare Freddy, Nightmare Fredbear, and
Nightmare. Nightmare is the black bear and Fredbear is the golden bear." He
replied with discomfort. Rose nodded. "I already guessed who the first four
were, they resemble the original characters from the pizzeria." She shifted,
waiting for him to tell her more. "They play this game with me where I have to
keep them from catching me. If they catch me, they'll kill me. From midnight to
6 AM, they hunt me. If it weren't for you, I would be dead right now.." Matthew
whimpered. "I won't let them near you, I promise." She stated determinedly. Her
brother hugged her, smiling. Rose and Matthew heard the front door downstairs
open and close, and they both scrambled up and ran down the stairs. Their
father kicked off his shoes, and turned to face them. He looked ungodly. His
face was pale, his eyes looked sunken in, and he was crouched over in pain. "Oh
my god dad, where were you?" Rose worriedly asked, helping him stand straight.
"Nowhere, I just got called in to work last night and didn't have a chance to
come home." He groaned and sat on the couch, sighing deeply. "...Can I come to
work with you the next time you go?" She sat beside him, looking deeply into
his eyes. His eyes darted to hers as he raised an eyebrow. "And why exactly
would you want to come? It's all little kid stuff, and the pizza isn't that
great, trust me." He tried persuading her to change her mind, but Rose wouldn't
budge. "You know, just... nostalgia." She quickly made the excuse, putting on a
fake smile. Her father shrugged, taking a deep breath. "Alright. I'm going back
tonight around 8." He finally gave in. Rose smiled triumphantly. "Thanks dad."
Matthew hugged him, running up to his room, Rose following after. She sat on
his bed, watching him play with the toys on his floor. "I think we should put
your plushies in a box and make sure it's hard to open." Matthew looked at her,
nodding in agreement. "Hopefully that will stop them." He said, grabbing a box
from his closet. Both of them missed the glint in the Fredbear plush's eye.
Fredbear was amused by their ignorance and stupidity. Did they really think a
simple cardboard box and tape would stop the animatronics? What a weak and
useless plan. But, it was enough to reassure Matthew. Rose and Matthew shoved
the plush animals into the box, searching for some tape and closing the box up.
Rose took the box to her own closet, wanting the plushies as far away from her
brother as she could get them. Shoving them in the farthest corner she could,
she shut the doors behind her. Maybe Matthew and her could play outside before
she left with her father. Rose pulled on some shorts and a slightly worn navy
blue tie-dye shirt, lacing up her black high top converse. She went back to get
Matthew, and they both went into the backyard. Games they played varied between
hide and seek and tag. Little did they know, the box didn't stay closed long,
as a little Fredbear plush sat in Rose's window, watching the two with bitter
hatred.
***** Chapter 6 *****
It neared 8 PM quickly. Rose and Matthew went inside, sweaty and panting. Both
drank some water, and Rose hugged Matthew before she and her father left. "I'll
be back before midnight, I promise. If you get a bad feeling, hide and don't
come out." Rose patted his head, and he sat on the couch to watch some
Spongebob. Rose and her father's drive to the pizzeria was quiet, and she had
rolled down the window while they drove. After about 20 minutes, their car
pulled into the nearly desolate parking lot of the pizzeria. Rose was eager to
look around inside. As they entered, a few children were coloring pictures at a
table near the show stage, and Rose couldn't help but stare at the
animatronics. They had noticed her and her father enter. She could feel their
gazes on her; she was a new face. Rose waved slightly, and to her surprise she
received one back. She was about to walk over when her dad caught her
attention. "Rose, do you remember Mr. Afton here? When you were little, he
always had to keep you and Troy under lock and key or else you two would tear
the place up." Her dad chuckled, and Afton did too, looking in Rose's eyes.
"Mhm, slightly. Is it... William, if I'm correct?" She inquired, raising an
eyebrow. "Spot on, squirt." He grinned, ruffling her hair. The two left her
alone, walking back to their office to discuss business things, but as her
father was out of sight, William stopped. "Stay out of trouble, kid." He said
with a serious glance at her, making her feel a bit uneasy. He rounded the
corner out of sight, and Rose shivered. "What a creep." She walked over to show
stage, where the animatronics were chatting amongst themselves, facing her when
she approached. "Hey." She greeted, looking them over. Freddy was the first to
speak up. "Hello, long time no see, Rose." He smiled at her, but it was a bit
of a sour one. She was distrustful of these animatronics too. "Yeah, I kinda
moved away for a few years. Anyway, I came here to discuss some pretty serious
matters, and I know for a fact you have the answers." Freddy, narrowed his eyes
slightly, glancing around the now empty room and looking back at her. "Be very
careful what you say in the next few minutes." He threatened. "Oh if you think
I'm scared you're wrong. I'm not playing any fucking games or controlling what
I say because I don't have any time to do that. My little brother's life is on
the line here and mine as well so either give me the damn information I ask for
or I'll march in my dad's fucking office and go through all that shit myself."
She growled out at him. Bonnie rolled his eyes and Chica crossed her arms.
"Fine, ask away." Rose took this opportunity to pull a chair under her,
sitting. Foxy came into the room, sitting on a table and listening. "What do
you know about the Nightmare animatronics?" Foxy chuckled. "Pretty scary,
aren't they? We made an alliance with them a long time ago." He said, amused at
the sudden shock on Rose's face. "Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME-" She yelled.
Chica snickered, crouching down and patting her head, causing Rose to recoil in
anger. "Sweetheart, our hands aren't anywhere near clean." Rose stood up,
pushing aside the chair. "Yeah, I figured. This whole fucking franchise is
corrupt down to the roots. Rot in hell, trashpiles." Rose scoffed, flipping
them off while finding her way to her father and William Afton.
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Notes
     (Gore Warning.)
As Rose left the room, she heard snickers behind her. Brushing them off, she
walked down a long hallway and turned a corner, bumping into William as he came
out of a dark room, shutting the door. "Hey, what are you doing back here?" He
asked, plastering a fake smile with a tinge of annoyance on his face. "I could
ask the same." Rose said, crossing her arms. William's smile faded. "That's
none of your business. Why don't you go bug your father or eat some pizza?"
Rose rolled her eyes. "Cut the shit, Afton. I want to know what's going on in
this place." William's expression turned dark and he grabbed the collar of her
shirt, pulling her close to him and glaring down into her eyes. "That's not
something you want to meddle in, girl. Like I said, you should go bug your
father." And with that, he shoved her away, walking into the party room and
leaving the pizzeria. Rose was utterly confused and disturbed. She walked back
into the party room after she was sure he'd left, walking back up to the
animatronics. "Where's my dad's office?" Rose avoided eye contact. "Find it
yourself." Freddy muttered. "Okay fine, I'm sorry for calling you all
trashpiles and flipping you off... Now will you please tell me?" She
impatiently begged. "Down the hall and to the left, last door." Freddy grinned,
chuckling at her damaged pride. "Thanks..." Rose mumbled, pouting and walking
to her dad's office. She knocked on the door, but there was no reply. Opening
the door anyway, she saw her father with his head down in his arms, snoring.
Various bottles of pain medications were sitting in front of him. Rose glanced
at the clock and noticed it was 11:35 PM already. Remembering Matthew, she
shook her dad, attempting to wake him, to no avail. "Dad, come on, wake up, we
have to go home!" Rose yelled. No response. Rose reached into his pocket and
grabbed his car keys, running full speed out of the office. As she ran into the
party room, she looked at Freddy. "When he wakes up, tell him I took the car."
Freddy nodded, and Rose ran out of the pizzeria to her dad's car, getting in
and starting the ignition. She had never driven a car before, but it seemed
easy enough. She shifted into drive and pressed down on the gas pedal. After a
while of driving, she got stopped at a red light. She looked at the dashboard,
eyes widening. 11:54 PM. "SHIT SHIT SHIT OH MY GOD NO, PLEASE LET MATTHEW BE
SAFE!" Rose said to herself. As soon as the light turned green, rose slammed
down onto the gas pedal, lurching forward. Turning onto the road that led to
her house, she sped at about 70 mph, not wasting any time. She was relieved at
the lack of police. If she was pulled over, her ass would be grass. Nearing her
house, Rose slowed down and pulled into the driveway, shutting the car off and
lunging out. She fumbled with the keys, struggling to put them into the lock.
Groaning loudly in frustration, she eventually unlocked the door, throwing it
open and slamming it shut. "MATTHEW!" She screamed. There was no reply. Rose
panicked. He should have heard her. He should have come running by now, but he
didn't. She screamed for him again, deciding to go to his room after more
silence. She tore up the stairs and down the hallway, approaching his door,
which was closed. She jiggled the doorknob to discover it was locked, backing
up and taking a running bodyslam into the door, causing the door to fly open.
Rose fell onto the ground, panting and looking up. She wish she hadn't. Matthew
was no longer intact. His internal organs were scattered around the room,
intestines strung about. Blood coated his carpet and splattered his walls. Rose
glanced at the bed, her brother's decaptitated head sitting on it. His last
facial expression was one of agony and fear. Rose burst into tears, struggling
to keep down vomit. Her attention turned to the 6 animatronics standing around
the mess. Their fur was splattered with his blood and bits of flesh. Rose's
eyes then darted to their bloody teeth and claws. "Looks like big sis was
unable to protect him. You failed him, Rose. What a pathetic excuse for a
sister." Fredbear insulted her, smiling wickedly. Rose was hysterical, but a
spark of rage inside her drew her to grab one of Matthew's lamps, hurling it
straight at him. The lamp shattered into bits after colliding with Fredbear's
head, which made him growl loudly while baring his teeth. "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO
CALL ME A FAILURE OR SAY I'M A PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A SISTER AFTER I TRIED
PROTECTING HIM FROM YOU HORRIBLE MONSTERS! AND WHAT THE FUCK PUTS ME AT FAULT
WHEN YOU ARE THE MURDERERS HERE!?" Rose screamed, tears rolling down her cheeks
from her red, puffy eyes. Freddy grabbed her wrist, yanking her closer to the
group. His grip was strong enough that she was sure it would bruise. A bit of
Matthew's blood was smeared on her wrist, and while she was glaring in disgust
at the mess, Fredbear had grabbed her throat, squeezing hard enough to cut off
her air. He didn't want to kill her yet, he just wanted to make her suffer.
Rose clawed at his hand, kicking her legs violently. "I'M TRYING TO SLEEP, WHAT
IS ALL THE FUCKING SCREAMING ABOUT?" Troy yelled down the hall. Fredbear
growled and dropped Rose in the bloody mess, making her gag and quickly
scramble out of it. The animatronics all quickly left the room, and Rose ran
full speed down to her older brother.
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