Board Thread:Short stories!/@comment-26178112-20150919043235

'''Frank looked at the old withered invitation that could have been from about 20 years ago he had just received moments ago in his mailbox. The time? 8:00 PM. may 15, 2006. but it wasn't the odd timing for a birthday invitation that worried him, it was who it was for. '''

"You have been invited to Jacob's birthday!"

That "Jacob" happened to be his younger brother who went missing 2 weeks ago. Jacob just went missing with no trace, ransom letter, or body ever being found. the search was still going. and his parents had to pick today of all possible days to go to a hockey game. And by now the only on duty officers were in the forests looking in every backwoods abandoned shack they could find. so he checked the address of this "party".

1516 Laurel street, Euless, TX 76039.

Frank went into the garage and got onto his bike, it would only be a year before he was taught how to drive by now. he knew the address very well, everyone did. it was the old abandoned kids pizzeria, closed all the way back in the 80s, reopened for about a year in the 90s with less success. it as closed down because of several child murder cases that were never solved. the detectives that were on the case gave up and put it in their "none of our business" files. he made sure he had his knife for self defense, check. cellphone? check, flashlight? check. so he went. he arrived at the front entrance of the long abandoned pizzeria, the doors were surprisingly not boarded up. in fact, he remembered them being boarded up. perhaps he was at the right place.

Frank went inside, he took a good look at his surroundings, the windows were boarded up, so there's hint #2 that someone broke down some boards to get inside only recently. he was in the front room, the kitchen was here as well, he saw the counter where young children used to get their slices of pizza before going back into the main room for more fun. there was a menu. he took a small glance at it, seeing only pizza, soft drinks, cupcakes, and cookies. he had just enough time to think "what kind of darn menu is that?" before he headed into the main room.

<span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">Frank found himself in the now long abandoned party room, it looked like a hurricane hit this place, overturned tables, chairs, and the like. party hats were scattered around, and he could see several arcade machines and small rides. to his right was a stage, it seems like they didnt pack up at all, because the 3 animatronics he had heard so many rumors about were waiting for someone to turn them on, so they could continue singing whatever stupid songs they sung back in the 80s. he didn't need to hear their names to recognize them, a rabbit wielding a guitar, a bear with a top hat, and a chicken with a creepy "lets eat!" bib were all that he recognized them as. he continued on.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">he was going down a small hallway into the security office, he stepped in and found a desk. on top of it was everything you would expect on a security desk, monitors, a fan, the usual stuff. he checked a drawer and found a abandoned, rusty gun. he expected the thing to either be unloaded or jammed, he checked the ammunition, it was loaded. now all that left was if this thing would just jam when he would try to wound shot whatever maniac took his brother. <span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">then the old phone began ringing. he nearly had a heart attack at this, and waited for the caller to leave a message.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">"happy birthday to  you... happy birthday to you... happy birthday dear Jacob.. happy birthday to you..."

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">Frank looked in horror as the low tone of an ended call rang. only a little bit of optimism filled him when he had proof he was in the right place. the bad news? that call most likely means a trap.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">THUD THUD THUD THUD THUD THUD

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">"what on eart-" Frank had just enough time to see something turn the corner into the office before every instinct pulled him to bolt out of there. and that's exactly what he did. he had to think fast, whoever was behind him was gaining fast. he saw the large silhouetted figure in front of him, his flashlight revealed a small patch of brown felt on it, but its legs were wide enough for him to crouch under. so he dived right past the figure, he turned around to see whoever was assailing him, it was the brown bear animatronic who was on stage just a few moments ago. "so this was a trap, the creeps where hiding in those suits the whole time!" he thought to himself, whoever was chasing him before darted past the bear. it was a red fox with a hook, which Frank must have overlooked on his way to the office. the fox jumped at Frank at blinding speed, he dodged out of the way just in time for it to fall right into the violet rabbit, who was sneaking up behind Frank. he hopped over a overturned table and looked around for a hasty exit, the chicken was blocking his way from the front door, and the bear was positioning itself so that it could catch Frank if he tried to run to the office again. between both of them was the fox and rabbit. who could still grab him by the legs while they were on the ground, so that was out of the question. he turned around, the only way was a door labelled "parts and service" "crap." Frank thought once again. so in he went.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">he quickly shut the door behind him as he came in and was holding it closed, he looked around and found out that this room was probably worse, about 10 assorted animatronics, based on the characters outside the room, but of different designs, were scattered and deactivated throughout the room, but with what happened outside he did not want to bet they aren't more people waiting for Frank to turn his back on them. he heard whimpering coming from around a corner nearby.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">"Jacob!" Frank ran around a corner and came face to face with who must have been the lead kidnapper. he was wearing a yellow torn rabbit suit much like the other ones. he could barely make out his brother behind the rabbit.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">"let go of my brother, you bastard!" he pulls out the gun and before he can think he opens fire. the door to the Parts and service room slams open,suddenly the lights come on.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">Francis stared in disbelief at what he saw, his parents were on either side of Jacob, and  were staring in horror as the birthday entertainer fell to the ground, there was a large banner on the ceiling spread out saying "happy birthday Jacob!" and some of the furniture in the main room was set up just for a party. he turned around at the bear and the others, they were taking the heads off and underneath were some of his uncles and cousins, who selflessly took time out of their lives to come all the way to town for his younger brothers birthday, only to have one hell of a surprise themselves. Frank turned back towards his brother and parents, who were staring at him.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">how could he live with what just happened? how could he forget? it was most certainly his brother's birthday. that he now remembered. it must have been a surprise party Jacob, too.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">the next morning, a local townie, Sanders, was looking through the newspaper while having breakfast, apparently, another "fazbear's pizza" murder happened. this time it was a birthday entertainer, apparently the parents wanted a suprise birthday for one of their children, they decided to make this a scare prank on their other son, Frank. who thought that his younger brother was actually missing, they even got the cops in on it too. Frank shot one of the birthday entertainers thinking he was some serial killer because it was so dark in the party room. he was deemed a "dangerous and not mentally well" by the judge and was sent to a nearby psychiatric ward. where he will stay until further decisions.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">Frank was sitting alone in his room, he has already been here for 6 days now, he cant belive that bastard judge, calling him "dangerous" and "not mentally well" for saving his brothers life, that was all an hallucination done by that purple monster, he's sure of it. he's seen him ever since that day, watching him from afar, he closed his eyes,

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">the man was at the cell door.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;"><span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">he was grinning.

<p style="color:rgb(213,212,212);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;margin-bottom:0px!important;">'''<span style="color:rgb(44,54,53);font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;line-height:19.5px;">its in another font because i had posted it on deviantart, i copied it over here. ''' <ac_metadata title="happy birthday aren: a fnaf fan made short story"> </ac_metadata>