Your POV
It is now your second time as the security guard. You can feel your heart pounding, making it's way up to your throat as you approach the building. If it weren't for Bonnie and the need of more information, you would've quit this job already.
11:55 p.m.
Only five more minutes. You don't go anywhere near the tablet. You only want to look at the animatronics when you have to.
If you could slow down time, you would've taken the opportunity. Each minute is passing faster and faster.
Make it stop.
12:00 a.m.
This is what your life has come down to, is it? You check the main stage. Freddy and Chica haven't moved yet. Bonnie must have. You trusted Bonnie more than any other animatronic, so you weren't too worried if he left.
You check the other cameras and remember the others. The toys.
They are scattered throughout the pizzeria, which is driving you crazy. It is nearly impossible to keep track of them.
After only two hours you are exhausted and panicking. There were many close calls, with Toy Chica, Mangle, and Toy Bonnie.
"Hehehehe."
"Balloon Boy is that you,?" you quiver.
"Hello."
"Could you please do me a favor and leave me alone for one second,?" You shriek.
"I'm sorry, but I am incapable of doing that," the voice replies.
No later does Balloon Boy appear in your office. At this point you are no longer scared, but agitated.
"You listen to me, you little rascal," you start. "You leave right now along with all the others or you will regret it!"
"Fiesty, are we? I'm sorry, but I seriously doubt they will listen to someone so-"
"Someone so what? Unintimitating? Might as well say it to my face," you scold with barely any control.
"I was going for something more along the lines of unexperienced, lanky, undignified, cantankerous, and fidgety."
"Your one to talk."
"It means your special," Balloon boy declared with his arms in the air.
"Pfft. Yeah right," you scoff.
"Come on, I'm the only one who doesn't attack you. I'm just hated and I excel in annoying people."
"You say that as if it's a compliment."
"Well, you can't change what people think of you. All you can do is hope good people can see past that, or pretend not to care," Balloon Boy explains.
You start to feel guilty about how you were treating Balloon Boy. He's still irritating, but he doesn't seem to care that much.
"If you want, I could help you. I know how to keep them away. Well, temporarily," Balloon Boy offers.
"Great. Now make yourself useful," you command.
Ballon Boy leaves, and you feel alone, although you are surrounded by animatronics. You just can't see them.
You check the cameras again, to see Balloon Boy distracting all the animatronics. Now you can sit back and relax.
Then a quiet, haunting tune starts to play.
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😱What's going to happen next?😱
