Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

Foxy

Jeremy's P.O.V.

Dammit! I thought as I quickly marched down the hallway towards the office. I can't believe I fell asleep! Before my very first shift here! I'm such an idiot! I reached the office but just as I was about to get in I heard a noise... a quick shuffling of footsteps in the shadows near-by.

"Hello?" I called out, "anybody there?" I frowned. Probably just my imagination. I shook my head and stepped into the bright office. All the walls were covered in little kid's drawings. For some reason they freaked me out; especially the ones with that stupid puppet. I had never seen the real thing before but all the drawings showed it giving the kids presents. It was all tall and spindly and that face... I shuddered at one in particular simply showing a close-up of the puppet's face.

I realised that I was staring at it like a weirdo and straightened up. But, as I walked over to my desk I saw something strange. I was told by the manager I would have a tablet and a torch for the shift. But, they weren't there. And there was no flashing light next to the phone. Had the voice-mail I was meant to listen to been played already? Who on Earth had played it!? No-one else was in here but me! All of a sudden, I heard it again... a quick shuffling of footsteps outside. This time I jumped and turned quickly.

"Hey!" I yelled, "who the hell is out there!? What do you want!?" I groaned as my head began to throb and clutched it with both hands.

Suddenly, I heard a scream. It sounded almost like... a little boy. Crap! I groaned internally. I bet it's those stupid kids and their big sister! If they've taken my stuff I'll -

Again. Those footsteps. That's when I realised. They're playing a prank on me. I sighed. I bet that stupid girl is laughing at me right now. I have to go find them.

I sighed yet again and stepped out of the lit office into the suffocating darkness of the restaurant.

Roxy's P.O.V.

The teeth. They were... everywhere. Four rows, two of them held back by a darkly glimmering metal bar and the rest buried deep into the gaping orange beak. Wires were bursting from every torn, almost crumbling, section of the bright yellow suit, pouring out of the sides and back of its jaws and wrists. The wires from its wrists were still wrapped tight around Teddy's leg. Teddy's leg. I looked down at it and almost gagged. It was twisted around completely the wrong way and Teddy was lying unconscious and pale, his hands still clinging to the wires as if he had been trying to pry them off.

I felt those eyes still watching me and dragged my own reluctantly back up to meet the chicken's. Its broken jaw suddenly began to jerk up and down horribly.

"H-hI! I-I'm Y-yOurp-PaL," I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It was the most dis-jointed demonic sound I had ever heard in my life. It sent shivers up my spine and made the hairs on my arms stand on end. Then, the damn bird said it again. It was just repeating itself, over and over again, while slowly standing up, letting Teddy's horribly bent leg thump to the ground. Teddy's eyes snapped open and he whimpered in pain before fainting once again.

Crap I thought this is it. It's coming for me.

Every move it made was slow, jerky but somehow it was covering far more distance than I would've thought was possible for it. But, I had to save Teddy. I had to fight.

"Stay back," I muttered to the kids, and took a deep breath. Still clutching the tablet and mask, I slowly made my way towards it. This was it for me. The fight.

??? P.O.V.

"Open the lid," I growled.

"No. No, please."