You were sitting on your bed, drawing a picture of you and your best friend, Fredbear. He was sitting there, staring while you were at it. You didn’t mind.

Suddenly, someone busted through the door. Great… it’s Mike. Your older brother. “Hey, loser. Whatcha drawing?”

You simply replied with; “Me and Fredbear.. why do you even care anyway?” You questioned.

“Fredbear’s just a TOY. Get real, Evan.” He snickered at you.