One Summer Night

Chapter 1

May 10th, 2015     4:30 PM 

“Ok, we are at the pizzeria, it just got built last week” Sammy said. “Why is the pizzeria so empty if it just got built last week, shouldn't this place be booming?” I asked. “Because, I booked a time slot for the last two hours of the night, for you,” Sammy said happily. “This will be the best Birthday ever! I can feel it,” I exclaimed. “Oh my God, are they real Animatronics! Are they any good?” Mark asked. “Yes, they are good, it said so in the paper that they are not killing machines unlike that popular indie horror game would suggest. We are safe” Sammy replied.

“Okay. Good, I really don't feel like dying on my Birthday.” I joked with a nervous laugh.

“Oh, don’t you worry. You won't die, we’ll  make sure of it.” Someone behind us said. They had an accent that kinda sounded like a pirate. To my left I heard Mark whisper quietly "Holy shit, he sounds hot." I giggled at that, mark is such a queer Icon. I love him so much. 

“Oh My God they talk!” I said excitedly as I turned around to face the probable animatronic behind us. "I mean I knew that they could talk but I did think that they had this much freedom of speech," Mark had stated in a slightly confused voice with a funny pose. 

“What might your name be?” The Fox pirate asked me. “My name is Y/N. My friends are Sammy and Mark.” I introduced us to the animatronics who had come to see what was going on. 

“Nice to meet you, I am Foxy and my friend's Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Golden Freddy, Springtrap, Candy the cat, Cindy the cat, and Nightmare. Then the grumpy looking Security Guard is Mike but he likes to be called Mr. Schmidt and the one to the left is Jeremy.”     

“You named eight animatronics but I only see six, where are the others?” 

“Yes, springtrap and Nightmare are not here right now because they are part of the horror show. They normally don’t come out right away, or at all because of how scary they are. If you want they can come to join us,” Foxy explained. “Yes! We would love that. We like scary things,” Sammy had said happily. “Speak for yourselves, I hate scary things,” Mark has always been a big baby but just recently he had admitted it. But we still keep the teasing to a minimum.

  “Hello, Y/N and happy birthday! We hope you have the time of your life.” Chica said cheerfully, as she got closer I noticed that there was some red stuff on her face, I assume that it was just pizza sauce. I guess that Sammy had seen it too because she was holding in a giggle.

“Aww thank you! Can I get a photo with all of you guys?You all look so cool!” I asked with a hopeful smile.

“Considering it is your birthday and you guys seem pretty cool, you and your friends can have a photo, who do you want to take a photo with first?” Freddy said.

“Umm, I think I want to take the first photo with Foxy, and then the rest of them after Foxy,” I said happily. “They can do what they want with the photos,” I stated. “Hey, Y/N, can I talk to you after those pictures,” Sammy asked me.

“Sure, what would you like Sammy?” 

“Let’s go into the room over there, I think it’s the kitchen?” Sammy clearly didn’t want anyone to hear because that's how she always is. 

“Foxy is looking at you a lot, like more than a normal animatronic should. He is looking at you like you are the most beautiful jem in the treasure chest. I think he likes you N/N. Or he wants to kill you and turn you into an animatronic for him to love and care for forever,” Sammy said, with a hint of joking in her voice.

“Are you sure about that, he is cute but he is an Animatronic. Plus he said that he wasn't going to kill me, so there goes that theory,” I said with sadness in my voice. I feel like he would be great to have around but he can’t go out into public. Or do anything that us humans can, cause he is a robot. 

“You never know, a wish can fix that, nineteen wishes for a nineteen-year-old,” Sammy said, trying her hardest not to show her excitement but failed anyway. “Wait, those don’t actually work, do they?” 

“Umm yeah, they do! Have you ever wished for anything in your nineteen years of living?” Sammy looked at me with disbelief, I hate when she looks at me like a disappointed mother. “No, because I didn’t think they were real. I’m guessing they are real and they do work, so I am going to make a wish!” 

 “Yeah, you got it, girlfriend, go for it!” Sammy cheered in excitement. 

 I wish for all of the Animatronics to become human.