Five Nights at Freddies Dazzlings Story - by Anonymous

(Aria at Freddy's) >You are Aria Blaze. >"Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay? Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know. Um, "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced." Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too. So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay. So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh...Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87. Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?" >Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a-" >You cut off the machine. "I'l be damned if some piece of shit robot scares me out of 120 bucks." >You sat back in your chair, and rolled the weed that you had packed. >You had it all here. >Weed, snacks, Monster, Nos, Rockstar, and some coffee. >And your brass knuckles that one fat kid in BCA gave you as a gift. >You didn't like the dude that much. >But spiked brass knuckles? >Fuck turning that down. >As you lit up, and took the first hit, you looked at the cameras. >The animatronics were standing there on their stage. "I can't believe children don't find this shit creepy in the first place." >The smell of weed permeated the air, as you put your feet up on the desk. >The animatronics stood still, not so much as a flinch. >You looked at your boots. >Maybe a change in wardrobe was needed. >The only boys you could attract were Flash Sentry, some stoner, and that fat kid. >You want a guy like Sonata's. >Real friendly, seems like a beta, but will turn you into the bottom bitch quickly when provoked. >Some one you could- >Your eyes had only drifted across the camera, but your sight was good enough. >One of the animatronics were missing. >The chicken. "What in the fuck..." >You looked at the other cameras, and couldn't seem to track it down. >You looked at the camera for the dining area, and calmed down. >It's fallen over at table 6. >No biggie. >You looked back at the stage, and noticed that the other 2 robots were looking at the camera. "If you think I'm pretty, just tell me, rust-for-brains." > You sat back, and pressed the lights for both sides. >You lean back, being sue not to take your eyes off the cameras. >Now you can think about stuff. >Like food. >Didn't this place have pizza? >You could go fix yourself one, because food sounds good right about now. >But... >Then you'd end up taking your eyes off the cameras. >Things would move then. >Can't afford to lose your job because you got hungry. >Why was this job so easy to get, anyway? >Seriously, 120 bucks for a week? >People were lucky if they made 60. >Then again, you don't know much about wage. >How much do people get paid anyway? >Adagio makes $11.80 at the Pier where she works. >Maybe you could get that fat kid to do that math for you. >He was good at math anyway. >You looked at the camera for the bathrooms. >Something odd was in your sight. >Why the hell was the chicken in there? >You were looking at the stage, and... >You weren't looking at the dining area. >What the fuck? >Who gives a fuck if the servo-shits lock up? >Turn these pieces of shits off!! "Alright Aria...chill out. Don't get angry. If the kids don't their robotic chumps to die, that is fine." >You were a kid once, so have some compassion. >You looked back at the stage, and saw that the big purple rabbit was gone. "OH COME THE FUCK OOOOON!!!" >Shuffling through the cameras, you relaxed. >The purple bunny was chilling in the dining area. "I probably should have listened to that fucking phone message. It might've had some goddamn wisdom for me." >You put out the blunt. >So much for blazing it on the job to make the night go faster. >You have to watch these 2 metallic shits all night and make sure they don't fuck with anything. >You looked at the camera's to find the chicken. >Robot bird is in the east hall. >Instinctively, you close the door. "That bitch ain't gettin' in here." >You looked through the cameras. >The bunny was in the supply closet. "And stay there, you ignorant fuck." >You looked at the stage, and saw the bear. >It looked as if it was laughing at you. >It was actually just standing their with it's mouth open. >But these robots are pissing you off. >Since when the fuck- >You heard a faint groaning. >It sounded like someone had been beaten pretty bad, and left to bleed. >You checked the camera for the west hall. >The bunny was there. >Again, you closed the door. "Nope, bitch. Stay out there with your yellow friend. And if the fucker gets any closer I'll send the fucker to the KFC down the street." >You sat there and lit your weed back up. >This shit was irritating. >You'd have to ask someone to do some research on this place. >You could always quit, but... >No. >You need this money to put your name in the BassDrop Fighting League. "I will make it through this week, dammit." >You heard faint footsteps. >The only person in this restaurant should be you. >Who the fuck is here? >You walk over to the right window. "It sure is dark out there." >You pressed the light button, and immediately jumped back and fell over the chair. >The chicken was standing there, looking directly in the room. >Its eyes beamed on you, and its mouth was wide. "FUCK YOU, YOU OVER SIZED-" >More footsteps... >From the other side this time. >It'd be best not to turn on that light. >You looked at the clock. >5:55. >At 6 you could leave and go the fuck home. >You heard singing. >Not so much as singing, but jazzy scatting. >You searched the cameras, and looked at Pirate Cove. "Sorry, out of order..." >But the curtain was open. >What the hell is going on at this fucked up pizzaria? >You heard the groaning again, along with knocking. "GO BACK TO THE DAMN STAGE!!!" >You then heard a bell ring. >Footsteps were heading away from your position, becoming quieter. >You shook your head, and looked at the camera for the stage. >They were all there. >The bunny, the chicken. >They weren't even looking at the camera. >They were looking straight. "...wha..." >You looked up at the clock. >It was 6. >You checked Pirate Cove. >It's curtain was closed. >You decided to spend lunch with the fat nerd that gave you those brass knuckles. >"Look Aria, I spend this time here at school to learn about-" "Nigga please, you spend this time learning how to be a better GM for Dungeons and Dragons." >Some kid walked over to you, offended. >"What you just say bi-" >You gave him a cold scowl, and threw your fist to his nose, stopping millimeters away from breaking it. "Walk away, you cocky fuck. Walk away right the fuck now." >He backed away, and went back to his seat. "Now you see that fatso? I almost broke his nose. I will do worse to your entire face if you don't give me info on this fucking place." >"Alright Aria...My name is Anon, by the way..." >You smacked him over his head, and caused it to hit the table. "I didn't ask about your name, I asked for information." >He pulled his head up. >Good job, there is a scratch on his forehead, and he's bleeding. >"Fine...fine..." >After a bit of typing, he looks at you. >"All right. there are 3 things that show up. Which one do you want to start with?" "Give me the most disturbing." >You started reading, and you were disturbed deeply. >Your stomach turned at the thought of someones skull being broken through and their brain torn out. >Well, the front section, anyway. "Shit..." >Fatty clicked on the next link, showing you the next little thing. >5 children had gone missing there. >Never seen again, either. >A man apparently had tricked them into a back room. >Though the bodies weren't found, there reports about blood, plasma, and mucus staining the animatronics. >It was also supposed to close at the end of the year. >"And finally, a help needed ad. Honestly, i feel bad for the poor sap that got hired." >You pat the round kid on the back, not commenting on his statement. "Thanks, are a good sport." >"It's Anon, Aria. Anon." "Don't give a fuck. Now if you'll excuse me, i gotta get ready for work." >Good thing you get out of classes early. "Oh, and sorry about your head." >The butterball just stood up. >"It's not anything worse than what you usually do to me." >He wiped his forehead, and walked off. >Oh well, he doesn't care, why should you? >You take off, headed home. >Tonight should go better. -12 hours later- >You sat in the chair, as you started your shift. "Alright. This time, those dirtbags are not leaving that stage." >You knocked back some Rockstar, and began keeping an eye on the stage. >Motherfuckers aren't going anywhere. >You popped the can of monster, taking slow sips of it. >As long as you keep looking at the camera feeds, you are golden. >The phone rang, and you decided to answer it. >"Uhh, Hello? Hello? Uh, well, if you're hearing this and you made it to day two, uh, congrats! I-I won't talk quite as long this time since Freddy and his friends tend to become more active as the week progresses. Uhh, it might be a good idea to peek at those cameras while I talk just to make sure everyone's in their proper place. You know...Uh... Interestingly enough, Freddy himself doesn't come off stage very often. I heard he becomes a lot more active in the dark though, so, hey, I guess that's one more reason not to run out of power, right? I-I also want to emphasize the importance of using your door lights. There are blind spots in your camera views, and those blind spots happen to be right outside of your doors. So if-if you can’t find something, or someone, on your cameras, be sure to check the door lights. Uh, you might only have a few seconds to react... Uh, not that you would be in any danger, of course. I'm not implying that. Also, check on the curtain in Pirate Cove from time to time. The character in there seems unique in that he becomes more active if the cameras remain off for long periods of time. I guess he doesn't like being watched. I don't know. Anyway, I'm sure you have everything under control! Uh, talk to you soon." >Freddy? >Must be the fancy fucker with the top hat. >Who was looking at the camera. >Onstage. >By himself... "FUCK!!!!!" >You checked the dining area camera. >The big purple bunny was there. >Good. >Where was that yellow fuck? >Your eyes wafted to the Pirate Cove Camera. >This bastard on the phone said this guy'd make moves when not watched. >You then heard footsteps. "Oh no you don't." >You closed both doors, then checked your cameras. >The chicken almost came in, and so did the bunny. "I should have listened to that first call...I don't even know what they do to you." >You looked at the phone. >The damn thing was a dinosaur, answering machines weren't seperate from the phone anymore. "Maybe people would come here if they updated this shit." >You looked around and pressed a button. >Nothing. >You pressed another, and nothing happened. "SWEET FUCK, WORK DAMMIT!!!!" >You punched it, and it began to play the message. >That works. >"-The only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death. Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh. Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night." >You locked them out. >So that means you should be- "Wait...conserve power?" >You looked around, for some indication of your power usage. >No doubt since the way that life seems to work, these doors probably used a fuck ton of power. >A big LED sign in the back of the security room gave a large indication of power. >You had what seems like only 75%. >Despite the fact you didn't feel like getting smushed in a furry ass suit, you can't run out of power. >Who knows what'll happen then. >You checked the lights. >Nothing. >You checked Pirate Cove. >Still closed. >You kept checking things. >The chicken was back in the dining area, and so was the bunny. >The bear hasn't moved. "Okay...time to admit this subtle defeat." >You didn't want to open those doors. >But to stay alive and conserve power... >The doors came open. >You feel so naked. >But it must be done. >You checked the stage. "Teddy bear ain't moved..." >The dining area. "Those 2 are still there." >You checked Pirate Cove. >There was a hook and glowing white eyes poking out of the curtain. >You flinched a bit. "...just...he's just at the biggie. You aren't scared, Aria. For the fighting league. For the fighting league." >You scrolled through the cameras for the next few hours, mostly uneventful. >And the time came again. >5:55. >This place was fucked, but no one else would hire you. >Your personality is too aggressive, too brash. >This was your only shot. >Still no movement from any of the robots, so you looked away from the cameras. >And then jumped back from your chair. >There was a golden suit in the room. >Empty, and devoid of life. >Sitting there, limp. "What the fu-" >You could feel your body getting weak. >And then a croaky voice. >"It's meeee....." >Your head began to ache, pain shooting across your body. >"It's meeee......" >You closed the doors, so that nothing would intrude as you dealt with this. >You tried to grab your brass knuckles, but you were too week. >"IT'S MEEEEEEE!!" >The head splitting pain. >It was unbearable. >You looked at the cameras for a second. >The bunny and chicken were still in the dining area. >The bear was looking toward the dining area. >You turned off the screen, and no longer saw the golden suit. >But your head still burned with the image of it. >You were in pain. >The bell rang, and everything went back to normal. >Everything was onstage. >The golden suit was nowhere in the pizzeria. >You looked at the power. >You made it with 38% to spare. >The pain was fading, but your dizziness did not subside. >You aren't going to school today. -3 hours later- >You had taken off the security outfit, and lied down on your bed. >Naked and comfortable in your bed. >This is how you relax. >This fucking pizzeria. >What kind of shit did you do to get this as a job? >You heard a knock at your door. >Ada and Sonata are at school. >Who was this? >You put on a bathrobe, and walk to the door. >As you open it, you were suddenly a little disgusted. >It was Flash and the fat kid. "What do you want, you ignorant fucks? I have work tonight and I can't sleep if you are interrupting me." >Flash gave you some roses, and smiled. >Anon rolled his eyes, and looked at you. "Sonata told me you had a rough night. So we are here to check on you." >You could hear irritation and rage in Anon's voice. >He must not have come here of his own will. "Well, I admire that you thought of me, but I'm trying to sleep." >You closed the door, and almost left the door. >Then you heard them. >"See Flash? I told you we shouldn't bother her." >"Come on, girls like it when you think about them. It show's that you care." >"Yeah, and I was thinking about her when I said it was best to leave her the fuck alone." >"Anon, seriously. You say you want a girlfriend but you aren't willing to take the risks necessary." >You could feel Anon's frustration in here. >You opened the door, and looked at them. "Anon, I actually want to talk to you." >"Wha-" >You yank him in, and close the door in Flash's face. >Anon was fat, but he may be a person to talk to about this. >Since he actually somewhat cared about you, the way it seems. "Alright, remember yesterday, how i asked you about Freddy Fazbear's?" >He nodded. "And you said you'd feel bad for the poor sap working there?" >"Aria don't tell me you are working there." "Look, I'm just keeping you from fighting that ignorant fuck of a friend you have outside." >He looked at you, and folded his arms. >"That doesn't explain why you'd apply for that job!!" "I already had it when i asked for the information." >He stood there, silent. >" cant continue. you are going to die at that pizzeria. It's fucking haunted! Didn't you at least get told about the incidents there at the fucking place?" >Anon was yelling at you like he was your dad. >You sat down and shook your head. "I need money for...uh...reasons. They called back and said I could start Monday." >He paced back and forth, scratching at his hair. >"...shit, Aria...i wish you'd have asked me for info before applying." >You softened you expression. "Well I need the money. And since you care a little...i want your help." >Anon reeled back. >"Whoa, Whoa, I don't think you've noticed, Aria, but I am Asian and Black. In any horror situation, the smart one dies before he can save the day. And no matter what, the black one ALWAYS FUCKING DIES." >You rolled your eyes. >"Besides, I'm not stepping foot in that hellish kitchen." >You thought for a bit. >Whenever there is sight on the bots, they can't move. >It's odd. "EUREKA!!!" >Anon rose an eyebrow. >Even you are surprised you said that word. "You don't even have to come in. You can just shine a light in every window for 15 minutes until 6 A.M. When the animatronics are in a line of sight, they can't move. So if we are both watching, that can lessen the chances of anything happening." >Anon looked at you. >"...that's actually pretty good." >You smiled, having pulled an Adagio Dazzle. >That's the first time you've planned something. "So you can help me toni-" >"Whoa whoa whoa. No. I didn't say shit about helping you. That place is literally just good for sentencing yourself to death." >You didn't want to go alone. >For the sake of your rep, you can't beg him. >But he wouldn't go, and he's smart not to. "How about this...If you help me for the rest of the week...I'll..." >"I'm listening." >You can't give him sexuals. >And you need all $120 of that paycheck. "I'll...Join you and your friends in Dungeons and Dragons." >It can't be that bad hanging with a bunch of nerds. >They were smart, and you might be able to get help with you history work. >"You aren't serious, are you?" >You nodded. >Anything to get out of this alive. >"Fine. But you better be serious. Or I'll sit on you with all 279 pounds of my body weight." >That's...kind of fair. >You can't lift that much, and it might hurt you... "I don't break a promise." >"I'll meet you at Freddy's at midnight then. I'll have a walkie talkie for you." >You smiled and hugged the fat bastard. >You were happy, now you dont have to face this alone. >"Uh..." >You let him go, and blush a little. "I uh. It was just motivational. You can go now." >"Right..." >He looks at you oddly, and leaves. >You lock the door, go back to being naked, and flop on your bed. >Time to rest up. >Even though things would be easier now that you've got help... >Something told you that shit would be harder from here on out. -14 hours later- >Anon gave you a walkie talkie. >"Alright. Now, I'll be out here waiting for you to tell me what door or window to flash the light in. All you have to do is tell me, i know the layout of the place well." "What? you made a map?" >"Nope, dad brought me here a lot before he found out how bad shit went." >You chuckled. "And what? He the black one?" >"Nope. Asian." >You checked the stage. >Everyone was there. >Not a single move >Good... >"'Hello, hello? Hey you're doing great! Most people don’t last this long. I mean, you know, they usually move on to other things by now. I'm not implying that they died. Th-th-that’s not what I meant. Uh, anyway I better not take up too much of your time. Things start getting real tonight. Uh... Hey, listen, I had an idea: if you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed into a Freddy suit, uhh, try playing dead! You know, go limp. Then there's a chance that, uh, maybe they’ll think that you're an empty costume instead. Then again if they think you're an empty costume, they might try to... stuff a metal skeleton into you. I wonder how that would work. Yeah, never mind, scratch that. It's best just not to get caught. Um... Ok, I'll leave you to it. See you on the flip side." >The answering machine cut off. >"The fuck was that?" "A message from the guy that worked here last." >"Huh. So he lived, apparently." >You checked the stage again, seeing that the chicken moved. >So did the bunny. >You clicked around quick, finding the chicken in the dining room. "Dining room window Anon. Move." >"Gotcha." >As you and the chicken stared down, you saw a moving light beam shining in the room. >"Goddamn that motherfucker is creepy at night." >You smiled, clicking to see the bunny backstage. >You felt a sudden chill. >Closing the left door, you also checked the camera to the stage. >This was odd... >The bear wasn't there. "Oh shit...oh shit..." >You began rushing through the cameras, searching. >You clicked on pirate cove. >The place was wide open. >A hard knocking came from the left side. >You looked back, and saw that it was taking a toll on your power. >69% >A deep laughter could be heard. "What the fuck was that?" >You closed the right door and switched to the kitchen camera. >There was no video. >You could hear scraping. "Anon...go to the kitchen window." >"Alright." >Since you couldn't see the bear, you had to wait until you got word from Anon. >"Aria? Their isn't anything in here" >The deep laughter asserted it's presence. >Fuck. >You opened the left door, then clicked to the bathrooms. >You saw the faint silhouette of a top hat. "Window by the bathrooms, hurry Anon." >"I'm moving as fast as I can...alright, i got eyes on." >You looked at the west hall. >A figure was sprinting fast down the hallway. >You punched the door button, and it shut. >More hard knocks ensued. >Turning around, you saw that your power was at 28%. "Oh god...why did i sign up for this..." >You heard a low groan. >Immediately closing your right door, you look at the light. >You turn it on, and see the chicken. "Yeah. that's right you edible fuck. You are staying out there." >You looked at the clock. >5:37 >The power should last you until 6. >So you sat back, and drank some Nos. >"So Aria, talk to me." >Really? Talking now? > have the time, and the doors are down. "Alright. what do you want to talk about?" >Anon chuckled. >"Well...i wanna know why you are always so mad. You know, you aren't exactly the most angelic girl out there." >A groan came from outside. >You faked an insulted scoff. "You don't think I'm nice?" >He laughed a little louder. >"I'm sorry, I thought I was talking to the girl that SMACKED MY HEAD INTO A COMPUTER DESK." >Your smile went away. >Anon didn't deserve that, he was just telling you his name. "You know what? Make it through these next 2 nights with me, and I'll see about changing my attitude." >Harsh knocking came at the door. >"So make it through tomorrow night and the next? That's okay. Still not coming in though." >You laughed at the dude. >Never thought he'd be this entertaining. >The bell rang, and you clicked through the cameras. >The band was onstage, and the curtain for Pirate Cove was closed. >With a chuckle, you stood up and stretched. "I can't believe you are such a pussy, Anon." >You heard him laugh over walkie talkie. >"Call me what you want. I am what I eat." >You blushed hard at that. >What did that mean? >"Sorry. I guess I got comfortable talking to you. My bad if you got uncomfortable." " about...we stay away from sexual conversation, okay?" >"No problem. Hope you like Star Wars, cuz that's what I'm talking about tomorrow." "O-okay." >It took you a bit to calm down. Once you did, you came out, and gave Anon his walkie talkie and went your seperate ways. >Your 4th night had gone the same. >The knocking, the groaning. >It was all getting common to you. >It no longer bothered you. >And you enjoyed Anon's Star Wars talk. >It was something you both had in common, you liked it because of the swordsmanship, and he loves sci-fi. >Perfect. >But the unnerved you. >As you sit here on your 5th night, you were concerned with the 4th night's call. >You played it over. >"Hello, hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day 4. I knew you could do it. Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow. *banging sound* It's-It's been a bad night here for me. Um, I-I'm kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you *clears throat* uh, when I did. Uh, hey, do me a favor. *bang bang* Maybe sometime, uh, you could check inside those suits in the back room? *bang bang* I'm gonna to try to hold out until someone checks. Maybe it won’t be so bad. *bang bang* Uh, I-I-I-I always wondered what was in all those empty heads back there. *chime plays*. You know...*moan* oh, no - *noises followed by an animatronic screech and static* >He couldn't have survived that night. >They got him, and you can feel it. >"You listening to that message again?" "Yeah. I just...I don't want to get caught, that's all." >"You'll be fine. We made it through Wednesday and Thursday. Tonight isn't gonna be any different." >You looked at the stage. >Unlike the nights before, they weren't there at the beginning. "All right. Same strategy." >You checked the dining area. >The chicken was there, but not the bunny. >You closed the door, and checked the hall camera. >The bunny was there. >It got there rather fast.. >You heard the low laughter again. >You shut the right door, and checked your cameras. >There was a groan, and faint footsteps. >Can't open the doors yet. >You put on those brass knuckles. "Hey Anon, you there?" >"Yup." "Watch the left hall." >"I'm already here." >You saw the light shining down the hallway. >You looked at the cameras, noting that everyone was gone. >The only animatronic that hadn't left it's post was the one in Pirate Cove. >That one was an odd one. >The deep laughter was made audible again, and you checked the cameras rapidly. >The bear was in the bathrooms. >Safe for a bit. >"Aria, everything is going smooth out here." "Alright, turn off your light." >You continue watching and looking. >The chicken was by the door still, its head twitching oddly. >The bunny was in the closet again. >You open the door on the left side. >70% power at 2:00. >Not good, it's going too fast for you to last. >When you saw that the chicken was gone, you opened the right door. >You continuously monitored, checking every nook and cranny. >"Uh oh..." "What?" >You heard rustling over the walkie talkie. >"Aria, the cops- >"ON THE GROUND, NOW, HOODLUM!!!! >"AGGGHH FUCK, THAT HURTS" >"Dispatch, we've got a possible break in attempt at Freddy Fazbear's, 108 Rosewood Avenue." >You need to go out there. "Anon, hold on-" >"Just finish the night Aria, you'll be fine, just conserve the power! AGGGHHH FUCK, POLICE BRUTAL-" >"Yeah and when you get in that jail cell, the only thing you'll feel is a brutal dick ravaging that asshole." >Footsteps were heard, then nothing. >Great. >Alone now, you looked through the camera feed. >That low laughter could be heard, and you shut the door. >You looked through, and saw the bunny in the hall. >You closed the left door and looked at the clock. >3:58 >Then the power >67% >You continued looking through the cameras. >Anon was gone, and now you had to deal with the sounds. >You probably just got to hearing them with Anon around. >Because now the low laughter was unnerving you. >You continually shuffle between camera's lights and doors, making sure no one got in. >A low groaning could be heard. >You shut the right door, and turn on the west hall camera. >4:20 >You wish you had some weed right now, for the sake of comedy. >Nothing has gotten past you. >Your cameras have been carefully monitored, and you can safely sit back in your chair. >You were determined to get through this, you had to prove Anon's innocence. >Can't have 2 friends in jail. >You cracked your knuckles, and continued your diligent watch. >You closed both doors, and checked the dining room. >They were all in there, standing around like dunces. >You opened the doors and drank some Nos. >At this rate, you could make it, and get Anon's name cleared. >Your power was at 48% >All you had to do was- >The jazzy scatting was heard again. >You checked Pirate Cove. >And the curtain was open. "Oh no..." >The West Hall. >You hurriedly switch cameras, and see the dark figure sprinting down the hall. >And as you turned off the camera screen, the unknown animatronic popped in, with a scream that could scare Kristen Stewart. >It was a fox, red, and dressed awkwardly dressed as a pirate. >It reached for you, and you tried to fight back. >You delivered a solid left hook to its jaw, but somehow, your hand only landed in its mouth. >It bit down, crushing your hand with painful force. "Ahhh...AHHHHHH!!!!!" >It hurt so much. >The animatronic looked down at you, biting harder, and harder. >No. >It can't end like this. >The others closed in on you, gathering around to watch you be eviscerated by the fox. >Your hand cracked in the fox's maw, bleeding profusely. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" >It released your hand, and you fell over. >The animatronics stared you down. >Your left hand was still salvageable, hopefully. >It was broken, and bloody. >Your pain was only matched by your fear. >The bear picked you up, and carried you back stage, walking along with the other animatronics to watch. >It was happening. >You were going to end up like them. "No...Please!!!" >Your cries fell on deaf ears, as the bear dropped you to the floor. >The bunny dropped a suit onto the floor, empty and ready for stuffing. >Tears began to well up. "" >The chicken looked at you, and tilted it's head. >The bear and bunny backed away, and the fox came towards you. "Please...PLEASE!!! DONT DO THIS!!!" >The fox gabbed you by your throat, and held you up. >You were crying, wailing out into the air. >You never got to join the fighting league. >You haven't graduated. >You haven't even had your first love. "PLEEEEAAASE!!! I'LL NEVER COME BACK, PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO!!!" >The fox squeezed your throat, staring you down. >It was getting hard to breathe. >You grasped at your neck, tears staining the animatronic fox's gloves. >You fought so hard against passing out. >The fox rose it's hook, and then slowly drove it into your skin. "Ack-" >You wanted to scream. >But the fox kept choking you. >The hook got deeper, and deeper. "" >You looked up, through the room's skylight. >It's over. >You've gone limp, watching as the sun begins to rise. >You've so many regrets. >Things to apologize for. >Your vision started to darken. >The last thing to cross your mind... >Your friend. >Your fat friend. >He'll never know how sorry you are for mistreating him. >He's helped you out despite his fears. "A....An...Anon..." >The grip tightens, and your sight grows dimmer. "An...on...I'" >A faint bell can be heard. >You hear a thud, and you are out like a light. >At least you apologized. >He didn't hear it. >Whoever it was that listens in heaven, if there is one, heard it. >Anon will get your message. >He'll get it. ----------- >You are Foxy. >You and these others... >You were wronged. >So long ago, you remember a man had lured you and 4 others in here. >You were brutally stuffed in this suit, your soul forever angered, forever hungry. >Any human who dared face you and the others would die the same fate you did. >But a curse... >Some kind of curse bound you all. >Rendered you all incapable of rational thought in the early and late hours of the day. >From midnight to sunrise, all you and the others could do is kill. >Many had lost their lives to Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie. >Many suffered a fate like yours. >And now... >You have killed against your will again. >This was odd. >As you looked outside, there was a solar eclipse. >Very odd indeed. >Freddy and the others looked at the girl. >You already knew. >They mourned for her. >She was doomed to stay here for eternity. >Wait. >You noticed something... >She was still breathing. >You've no idea what the fates have done. >Bestowing upon you four the chance to do a good deed, maybe? >You may never know. >But you knew what you would do. >If you can save at least one person from this damned existence that you and these 3 have... >You picked up the girl, using your hand. >Damn this infernal hook. >You made your way to the door, knocking over some tables. >You saw that the sun was revealing itself. >This is your last chance for one good deed. >But you can't leave the building... >Chica knew what you were thinking. >She had gotten a a longboard from the prize corner, where you all once exchanged tickets for prizes. >You lie the girl down on the board, and stuff napkins on her hook induced wound. >Freddy and Bonnie open the doors, looking to you. >You softly kick the board and girl out, with her rolling onto the sidewalk. >You all go back to your positions. >You look on, as a porky young man comes to her side. >Hopefully she lives. >And maybe... >Maybe you and the others can get the peace you so desperately want. >You are Aria. >You are feeling light headed. "Wh...Wha?" >Anon was by your bedside, head on your hand, sleeping. >His face... >He looked tired. >And his wrists had the imprints of handcuffs. >That's right... >Last night you were working at Freddy Fazbear's... >And he was helping. >But then...he got arrested. >And you almost made it to 6 AM. >But then you were attacked... >You attempt moving your right shoulder, and there was a piercing pain in it. >You look, and see that you've been bandaged. >The memories came clear. >Everything that happened... >You looked to anon, who was on your right side. >You shook his head, and he began to wake. >You smiled at him, as he smiled back. >"Hey." >You ruffled his hair. "Hey" >"You sure are happy." "I'm not aren't locked up. of course I'm happy" >"So the arrest they made? Yeah, it was over looked. so no worries on that. took a hell of an assault." "What'd you tell the doctor?" >He looked at you with a smirk. "That you work the night shift at Freddy's. Rushed you right in, and now you are here." >Everything was good. >"Oh! Also..." >He handed you an envelope. >You opened it, and you smiled. "You picked up my check for me...that's nice of you...thanks." >Once again, you weren't grumpy. >And Anon was happy you weren't grumpy. >He grinned happily, heading out to tell the nurses you were awake. >But does he know? "Anon, wait!" >He stopped halfway out of the door. "I'm uh...sorry for calling you names and all that stuff before. I really...appreciate you helping me these 3 nights...and um...yeah. You're a real...friend." >He gave you an odd look, but shrugged and relaxed. >"Your welcome, Aria." >With that you lied down, and rested some more. >As you dreamed, you saw 4 kids, happily playing. >Somehow, you knew who they were. >They looked at you, with a smile. >You waved at them, and they waved back. "Rest in peace, little ones." End-