Chapter 3

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The next morning, you wake up late. It's around 11:00 am, so you make yourself some late breakfast and eat it. You watch a movie for about another two hours, then fall asleep again.

~Le Timeskip~

You wake up again at 11:26 pm, so you run around packing some things you think you'll need, like a flashlight and some protein bars. You sling your backpack on your shoulder and drive to your job, prepared for a boring job. You receive another quick how-to and yet another uniform from the manager. You set off for you job in a small office with a cluttered desk and a plush rotating chair. You set your stuff down and sit, then realize you can hear a phone ringing.
I wonder who's calling me?

You pick up the office's phone.

"Hello? Heellooo? Uh, I just wanted to record a message to help you through your first night. . . ."

Oh. It was a recording. That made more sense. It went on to give you some advice and some more info. You winced as it mentioned The Bite of '87. Finally, when it ended, you checked the watch you'd brought. 1:00 already. Wow, that message took awhile. You check the cameras quickly.

//We're waiting every night
To finally roam and invite
Newcomers to play with us
For many years we've been all alone//

Nothing out of the ordinary. You take a protein bar from your bag and gobble it down. You check the cameras again. Everything is quiet. You sigh a little.
Well, this is boring.

You suddenly hear a faint, low screech of metal. You check the cameras. Curtains on Pirate's Cove closed, as usual. Checking the camera for the room that the animatronics were stored in, you saw they were there. No. Wait. Bonnie was missing.

"Oh no!" You mutter.

Did someone steal him? You check other cameras. You finally see him, standing in a room close to your office, watching the camera. Then he's gone. Looking up, you spot him standing outside of the door.

"Holy- Bonnie-" you gasp and practically punch the button to close the door. You shake your hand. You wait a few seconds, then turn on the light. He's gone. You sigh in relief. Just then, your phone blares an alarm. 6:00. Your shift is done.

"Thank god," you mutter and hurry away from the place.

((Hey guys, I know it's been slow so far . . . also, I realized I'm using Bonnie a lot. I actually didn't mean to at the beginning, but this may end up being a Bonnie x Reader. Okay. It'll speed up a bit now. Also, if you were confused, song lyrics are included //like this//. Wolf out.))

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