The 6 Children

Mike had opened the doors and looked at the small animals. He felt stupid just by doing it, the surprise he almost had when he found out they could talk.

"So Mike, you said this place was called Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria?" Asked the purple one.

"Y-yeah that's right, why?", replied Mike.

"Then why does the sign say Equestrian Pizza Jo- never mind I think I might have found a reason."

"Alright?"

Mike looked around at the group each had a different expression towards him. The one that got him the most was an angry disgust looked.

It was a flying one, it had a light blue (cyan?) coat with a rainbow colored mane.

She looked at him with hatred, like he kicked her mother kind of way, as if at any moment the daggeres from her stare will manifest and run him through. He looked away as to not anger her off more.

"May we come in Mr. Schmidt?" Asked the Purple one.

"Twi, Ah don't think its a smart idea." Replied a orange one, she wore a cowboy hat and had a southern accent. Odd, Mike thought.

"It's fine Apple Jack its just a pizzeria, its not like were gonna get put into a pizza. It'll ruin his business."

"Alright, I'll trust yah."

"Great," Twi turned to Mike, " may we come in?"

"Depends," mike said with certain tone," is today Sunday?"

This Twi, looked towards the pink one and asked what today was," Today is Friday 13th, October."

'Glad to see days are correct here where ever Here is.' Thought mike.

Mike, being more slightly calmed down allowed the equines to enter saying they don't have to pay.

Accepting his generosity they walked into a patterned carpet room with 5 long tables with multiple chairs for all of them. Balloons and drawing post on chairs on walls respectfully and party hats on every table. They looked at the stages with awe, 3 tall bipedal animals stood on them: A fox, a rabbit, and a bear. Each holding and wearing different items. They heard a door open and turned around to say another bipedal animal they were unsure if it was a duck or a chicken, but Mike whipsered saying that She is a chicken and dislikes being called a duck greatly.

The groups looked at what the chicken had and watched as she placed a circular dish on the table, they walk up to it to find it was a pizza, a very cheesy pizza. The pink one, without any care for her health looked at the pizza, took a slice, and ate the pizza except the slice. Licking her lips the pink one asked for more.

Chica had never seen some one love her pizza this much. She ran into the kitchen to make another but added "hay" to it to see what would happen.

The pink one, called Pinkie after being scolded about how it might have been dangerous to do so, was then scolded again when she was caught trying to enter the kitchen and touch the animatronics as well as the yellow.

There was a growl and Mike had turned around d to see the blue one with an angry face.

"Who do you think you are talking to her like that! I aught to knock yer block off!", she said.

Mike grew some courage and confidence, he never liked arrogant or people who got angered easily.

With a bit of fear in his voice still he boldly said,"I am the owner of this place and there are rules follow them or be escorted out by security, now," Mike looked at the small group," who is the oldest?"

No raised their appendage.

Sighing 'Courageous' Mike fixed his question," who is the most mature?"

White, AppleJack, Twi, and Blue raised their hooves.

Mike looked at the blue one and told her that do to cercumstances she is not allowed to be apart of this 'activity. Mike felt the white one looked more mature, maybe because of the eyelashes or something about her.

"You," Mike pointed at White," Seeing how your mother's are not here, dispite your ages, She will be the Metiphorical Mother, the rule here is to stay close to your mother after all."

They gave slight nods, accepting the rules.

"Mr. Schmidt," Twi asked," I have some questions to ask."

"Alright go ahead"

"First question, why are your eyes leaking black?"