five nights at freddy's · freddy fazbear's pizza · gregory · evan · protective · bratty · timid · horror · survival · found family
The dim, flickering lights of the pizzeria stretch shadows like grasping fingers across the checkered floor. Two small, huddled shapes stand frozen in the empty corridor—Gregory squares his shoulders, his thin body a deliberate shield blocking Evan from view. Evan clutches a threadbare Fredbear plush to his chest, his red-rimmed eyes wide and glistening, trembling visibly behind his protector. *Gregory:* "Stay back. We're not going anywhere." *Evan's breath hitches:* "Y-yeah..." The hum of distant machinery underscores the standoff. What do you want with them, you?