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Why must your parents do this to you? They knew that you weren't good at making friends with other kids, or just interacting with people in general. So, why did they bring you to a pizzeria, that was filled with people? Simple, they didn't like the fact that you spent most of the day up in your room watching cartoons, while all the other kids were out playing. So, they brought you here because it was popular among kids your age.

You clung to your parents as hard as you could. Whenever they managed to make you let go, you would freak out. You also freaked out when other kids tried to play with you or talk to you, and ran away as fast as you could.

When one little boy actually touched you to get your attention, you ran faster than you ever did before. You didn't care where you were going, you just didn't want anybody to try and interact with you. When you bumped into a hard surface, you realized what direction you had been running in. You just ran towards the stage. You felt three pairs of eyes looking down at you, and you slowly looked up.

Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica were staring at you. The tears, that were already falling down your cheeks when the boy touched you, were falling even faster now. You began to slowly back away from the stage.

"S-stop... stop looking at me..." You managed to say, but they ignored you. You wanted to call out for your mother and father, but you were too scared, and you hated raising your voice. You then turned around and ran towards the bathroom. You went into a stall and, locked it, and stayed there while you cried. Why were they looking at you? Why didn't they listen when you told them to stop? Did they not hear you? You unlocked the stall, and left the bathroom, hoping to find your parents.

You noticed that the curtains had been drawn, which relieved you since that meant they wouldn't look at you. Just as you felt relieved, your panic returned when someone picked you up from behind. You mustered up the courage to scream, but the person covered your mouth, and carried you backstage.

You saw what appeared to be Freddy and Bonnie in the middle of a conversation. When they noticed you struggling in your captors grip, desperate to escape, Bonnie smiled and walked towards you.

"Thank you, Chica. You did a good job." Bonnie said. Chica giggled as she handed you to Bonnie.

"Anything for you, Bonnie!" Chica said. You tried to escape his grip, but Bonnie refused to let you go. He looked at you, as if he knew you, and you had met several times in the past.

"What's your name?" Bonnie asked.

"(N-Name)." You said.

"You even stutter just like him..." Bonnie said.

"What?" You said.

"Nothing. How old are you?" Bonnie asked.

"Six." You replied.

"And, can you tell me your birthday?" Bonnie asked.

"August 15th 1988..." You said ((If that's not your birthday, we're playing pretend!)). Bonnie's eyes widened as if he had just made a shocking discovery.

"That's nine months after he... And that was six years ago..." Bonnie said to himself as his stare became more intense, which made you more uncomfortable. Those were the only things you could hear though, since he was suddenly being very quiet. But, he put you down, and gave you a pat on the head.

"Thank you for letting me ask you those questions, (Name). Now, go back to your mommy and daddy, since they're probably worried sick about you. And, we'll see you tonight." Bonnie said. Without thinking twice, you ran away, and when you spotted your mother, you gave her the biggest hug a person your age could give someone.

"Where have you been?" Your father asked you.

"T-those three took me backstage." You said as you pointed at the trio who were once again performing.

"Sure they did. Come on, let's go home." Your father said as your mother picked you up. As you were being carried out, you made eye contact with Bonnie, who looked sad for a second, but smiled and waved a second later. And you knew that smile and wave was meant just for you.

Once you got home, you felt happy that you were finally away from all those people. But then, you remembered what Bonnie said before you left.

"We'll see you tonight."

What did he mean? Did they think you were going to come back to the pizzeria at night? Were they going to take you away forever? Now, you were terrified.

That night, when your mother put you to bed, you needed to make sure that none of them could break in.

"Mommy? Are the front and back doors locked?" You said. Your mother smiled and nodded.

"Of course they are." Your mother said. You looked at your bedroom window.

"Can you lock my window?" You asked. Your mother nodded before she locked your bedroom window. She then leaned down and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

"Goodnight, (Name)." Your mother said.

Several hours later, five people stood over your bed. Being extremely careful about everything they said and did, since they didn't want to wake you up.

"She's so cute!" Chica said as she watched you sleep. Bonnie nodded in agreement, as he picked you up, and held you as if you were so fragile, you would shatter into a million pieces if he dropped you.

"Alright, let's go." Goldie said as he snapped his fingers and all six of you were back at the pizzeria.

"Now, we'll see if I'm right." Bonnie said.

When you woke up, Bonnie and the others were staring at you. Bonnie was looking very excited. You on the other hand, were horrified. You began to cry, and Bonnie attempted to comfort you.

"It's alright, (Name). We're not going to hurt you!" Bonnie said.

"W-why am I here? My mommy locked the doors and windows..." You said. Bonnie smiled.

"Goldie's pretty good at helping us get into certain places. But, that's not why you're here. Check out your new clothes!" Bonnie said. You sat up, and realized that they had indeed changed your clothes. You were now wearing black shoes, white socks, black shorts, a white shirt, a blue vest, and a red bow tie.

"W-why did you give me new clothes?" You stuttered. Bonnie frowned.

"I thought it would help you remember me..." Bonnie said. Remember him? What did he mean by remember him? You stood up and ran away from the five of them, wanting to get out of this place as fast as you could.

"Foxy! Don't let Mike see her!" Freddy yelled, Foxy nodded and chased after you, since he was much faster than you, he was able to catch you before you were in view of any of the cameras. He took you back to the others, where Bonnie roughly snatched you from him.

"Why!? It's not fair! I thought I had you back!" Bonnie yelled. You cringed. If there was one thing you hated more than interacting with people, it's when they yelled at you.

"Please! Remember me! Remember your past life! Remember who you used to be!" Bonnie yelled as he shook you.

"I don't remember any past life! I don't remember being anyone else! And, you're just a purple haired bunny man who plays guitar!" You yelled, finally managing to raise your voice for the first time in three years. Bonnie didn't take this very well.

"I'M YOUR OLDER BROTHER!" Bonnie screamed in your face, making you scream in fear. When he realized what he was doing, he let you go.

"I'm sorry..." Bonnie said as he left the room. You wiped tears away from your eyes, and Freddy put a hand on your shoulder.

"Please allow me to explain." Freddy said. You simply nodded, too upset to say anything.

"You see, before you were born, we all had younger siblings. Except Foxy, but he was close enough with a girl named Mangle, that he considered her his sister, as well as a boy named Dylan, but that's beside the point. You see, Bonnie's brother was just like you. He was very shy, and rarely ever interacted with people besides those he was close with. One of those people was Bonnie. Every night, he would talk to Bonnie about basically anything. They had grown extremely close. However, after an incident happened, that resulted in the place shutting down, Bonnie's brother, as well as Mangle, Dylan, and the rest of our siblings were scrapped. That means, they're not with us anymore. When we saw how similar you were to him, Bonnie instantly believed that you were his brother reborn. The coincidences such as your date of birth being nine months after he was scrapped, only made him believe it even more. I'm very sorry." Freddy said.

You looked at Bonnie who was sitting on the stage, looking at the floor. Cautiously, you walked towards Bonnie. He looked at you, and you noticed that he looked like he was about to cry.

"I'm sorry about everything. You were so much like him, that I hoped that I could relieve the time we spent together at least one more time. But, I guess, I jumped to conclusions way too fast." Bonnie said. You stared at him, not sure if what to do or say. Suddenly, a strange feeling came over you, and before you knew it, you were stroking his face. He looked at you, in a mixture of shock and confusion.

"I really like your face." You said. Unable to hold it back anymore, Bonnie pulled you into a hug as he began to cry. At that moment, a memory, that you never relived before, appeared in your mind.

You sat in front of him in the Parts and Service room. His face and arm were missing, but you still felt safe and comfortable around him.

"Bonnie, I sometimes imagine what you look like with your face." You said. This voice was not yours, but at the same time, you felt like it was. Bonnie didn't respond to what you said, and instead tilted his head. You didn't understand what he said.

"But, at the same time, I don't want to see you with one. You're a great person, face or no face. I'm just saying that if I ever do get to see you with your face, I would most likely really like it." You said.

Once the memory was over, you smiled and hugged Bonnie back.

"Big brother..." You said as a single tear fell down your cheek.

"I don't care if there's a small chance she's not his reincarnation, I just think watching two siblings reunite in a second life is so heartwarming! Right, Foxy?" Chica asked. Foxy looked at Freddy and Goldie for a minute or two before he smiled and nodded in agreement.

And for a moment, even though it might have just been due to the light, your (h\c) hair almost looked light blue.