2 Chapter - 1

Gregory Lewis Afton. A name he didn't know he possessed, was written in faded ink, some of the paint chipping off of an old birth certificate.

Gregory didn't know who the Afton's were, but he did know that it was an important family, as apparently he had been dropped with a small fortune.

"Gregory..? Gregory? Gregory!", asked the Principal, who had only known Gregory for a year, but he'd gotten used to the long silences he had. Gregory flinched slightly, forgetting where he was for a moment.

"Y... Yes, Mr. Jackson?", He timidly asked. Mr. Jackson sighed in exasperation, he really worried for this kid. He was all alone until only recently, but staying at the school wasn't healthy for a fourteen year old child. He really needed a permanent situation.

"I think we should take you to the Orphanage in Enderson. I know it's a long way, but you really need a family, and this town doesn't have any Orphanages for people to adopt you. You can't keep living on the streets!", He exclaimed. He really took children's safety seriously, but he knew he couldn't do anything himself for Gregory, as that wouldn't fly with the government.

"W... With all due respect, sir, I want to stay where I am. In fact, I have a reason for staying here. I can't tell you how, or why, but I need to. Please, understand, Mr. Jackson?", Gregory insisted.

He did in fact have a reason. He wanted to revisit the PizzaPlex, as he was asked to two years ago by someone he hadn't expected at all when he was at his lowest point. That, and he felt the most at home there, than he did anywhere else he tried to stay at.

Mr. Jackson sighed in defeat, before nodding solemnly. He then stood up, brushed off his pants, then beckoned Gregory to follow him.

"Where is it that you need to go, then? Summer time is approaching, only a few days away, so I can't do much more for you, but I'll at least take you to where you want to go, one last time. Is that fair?", he asked, turning his head back towards Gregory, and the one in question nodded.

"The PizzaPlex. And before you ask sir, no, this isn't just for fun.", Gregory stated, and Mr. Jackson nodded one last time, before getting in his truck.

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"This will be goodbye until School Time again, son. I hope you take care of yourself.", Mr. Jackson stated as he slowed by the fantasticly huge building. Gregory took in it's appearance, nearly identical to how it looked two years ago, but now, it showed something interesting.

They had found Glamrock Bonnie, and they were hiring repair people, but so far it hasn't gone too well. Almost nobody knew how to operate the complex old machines, and those who did had problems that made the work more dangerous than if they didn't know how to work it at all.

Little does Gregory know, that they were using this to try and find who was responsible for fixing all the animatronics, as they had limited footage of the animatronics being nearly completely destroyed for some unknown reason.

Back to the one in question, Gregory took one step out of the truck, before turning back around, and hugging Mr. Jackson tightly. He had been there for him, more than any other person, so Gregory really appreciated the man, but finally he turned back out, and got out of the truck.

"Gregory, don't forget these. And, just in case you need it, here. This was in my family for quite a few generations, but none of my Kids wanted to own it after they turned eighteen, so now it falls to you. Take care of it, and yourself, alright?", the man said while handing him his Backpack that wasn't full of school supplies, but Survival supplies, after that, his old Fazwatch, which still fit his small arms, a card that gave Gregory access to his Bank Account, and the final item being a old, unique looking knife. It looked sturdy though, so he had no doubt he could protect himself a little bit if needed.

"I won't let you down, Mr. Jackson. Thank you, and good bye, now!", Gregory stated, before walking towards the PizzaPlex, but not before storing his things in with his bag.

Mr. Jackson sighed once more, while waving good bye, before driving into the distance. He really wished the kid well, but he's got his own family to return to.

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Gregory stared at the entrance, now having gotten nervous. What would happen if they remembered him, in a bad light? He really hoped not, but there was only one way to find out. He walked inside, his Fazwatch attached to his arm, and the second his foot touched the floor, his Fazwatch blazed back to life, emitting a familiar loving beeping sound.

His grin widened, when he heard the identical beeping noise not that far away, and he quickly went to walk that way, but was stopped by... Vanessa.

"Hold on there- wait a minute, don't I know you..? You look so familiar, but I can't place it...", The woman stated, kneeling down to look at him in his face. Her eyes then brightened with familiarity, and that's when Gregory knew Vanny was still in there.

"Gregory! I've missed you so much! It's gotten all boring with all of these kids not putting up a fight, but now that you're back, you think you can do it again?", Vanessa's voice had changed to that of Vanny's in an instant, where she embraced him in a hug for some reason, but Gregory didn't seem to mind. In fact, it was because of her that he actually came back. She had specifically asked him to come back, and he had.

"Y... yeah, I'm back. I'll always come back. I may have to battle you tonight, but I don't want to harm you, or Vanessa, so would you not try to kill me tonight?", He asked, wanting to try his luck.

"Hehehehe, no promises, my dear Gregory! But, I will 'try'. Now, you may run along, see you tonight!", The Bunny Personality happily waved him off, before she abruptly left, and Vanessa was back.

"Uh... anyways, you may go now, just take this before you do. You'll need it for most of the free things anyways.", Vanessa tied a green band around Gregory's arm in a delicate manner. She indeed found Gregory really familiar, but couldn't place her finger on it. He did look cute to her though.

"Thank you!", Gregory spoke, before turning back around, and walking to where he heard Franny, where lo and behold, there she was, sleeping in one of the charging chambers. Gregory chuckled, smiling as the memories came back to him, but he shook his head. He then reached his hand out, ready to knock on the door to awaken his dear friend he had severely missed.