It all started with that stupid news paper. "After the five murders of the children, we need a night guard to keep us safe. We need you. Call 8100-fazbear Today!" Stupid! Five children got murdered! And I'm still here!? I keep them safe but who's going to keep me safe? Mike Schmit! What in the hell were you thinking! This is just the first night! That weird fox thing moved! They're not moving. It's all in your head. It's a figment of your imagination. Calm down. I pull up the camera that "keeps me safe." The fox is still gone. I look again. "Your kidding! The bear is gone." I un-muted "my guide through the nights."
"Um, but then the bite of 87 happened. The place was never the same. They left you a Freddy Fatbear mask on your desk and this weird music box. The weird thing is that it even fools Freddy. The bear. The skhhhh it doesn't f skhhhh is skhhhhhh." It faded out of static. "Great my phone is broken". I pick up the bear mask. It has a weird cartoon style to it. Almost like the actual Freddy Fatbear or somthing. I look in the camera. The main stage was empty. I wondered why there was cameras in the vents. "Holy crap, wow." I lean over to the right vent. "Get out of there. How the hell did you get in there?!"
"Shut up mike! I have my rights!" I looked in the camera. The thing in the vents is obviously... Wait. "What the hell are you!" . It looks kind of looks like a 7 year old holding balloons and a sign that said balloons. I know. How retarded does that sound. I lean down again. "I love that hat of yours. Fan and everything huh." I cay sarcastically I bend down and look into the vents. HE'S THERE! I wonder what he can do. Beat me to death with has metal balloon? Chop me in half with his wooden sign? Blend me with the fan on his hat. Who knows. He runs out in front of me. Here it comes. I close my eyes and embrace my self. Nothing happens. I hear a laugh. I slowly open my eyes. He's just standing there, laughing.
Two hours later
It's 5:30 and that stupid thing is still laughing!!! He's so freaking annoying. How do the kids like this thing. He stole the batteries to my flashlight so I can't see in the hall. I mean seriously, why in the hell would he just randomly take my batteries. "Hee hee hee hee hee."
"Thank God, you FINALY stopped. He squinted and then...
"Lolololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololololol..." I have had it. Since he has the batteries and it's completely useless. So I decide to chuck it at him. "Lolololol..." CRASH. It hits him smack dab in the middle of his forehead. "That's what you get for being so STUPID." I hear another voice in the hall. A teenager voice. "I agree that he's annoying but that was a little over the top. I swoop down, swipe the flashlight, insert the batteries and then shine it down the hall. "Oh crap" I say under my breath. "Are you going to kill me? I mean for God sakes, you are a fox." There was no response. "Foxes kill people right, so are you going to kill me?" BEEP BEEP. That marks the end of my shift. "HA! IN YO FACE!"
I ran out of the room screaming freedom. I was like a bulldozer in a china shop, the kids being the china. I went on the stage where the bunny, bear, and chicken were, and tackled everyone of them off the stage. When I FINALY got to my car, it had a parking ticket saying I was parked in the employees only spot. Amazing. I was here since midnight and they don't think I work here?! What, do they think I'm a homicidal stocker? I rip it off of my car and drive away. When I get home Vanessa (my daughter) said, "daddy daddy! I know where I want my birthday party to be!" She was so excited I would let her do anything, maybe even go to a casino if my wife let me that is. "Where?"
"Freddy Fazbears pizzaria!"
Night 2
Ok ok. I think I pissed foxy off a little bit, but good people don't kill other people. The same might go for foxes? Or me? Maybe I could wake up from this whole stupid dream. I look through the cameras. Oh God. There is a weird puppet thing popping you of a box. "WHY IS THAT EVEN HERE? DOES HE WANT MONEY? DOES HE WANT TO PLAY SCRABBLE WITH THE KIDS?????" I see pictures in the hall. It's some sort of prize giver. It has the most UGLY face there. Those plushies next to it are way too cute and distracting. Then I saw it. It looked like it was made of tooth picks.
