Requested by Sky-BetaMax
Your p.o.v.
It's been a slow night.
3:19
3:20
3:21
3:22
3:23...
4:07
4:08
It keeps going on for hours. I can never sleep anymore.
No matter how many times I've tried to fix my sleep schedule it never goes back to normal.
6:30... 6:31... 6:32...
6:33...
6:34...
6:35...
6:35 and my alarm clock blares in my ear telling me to wake up.
But again I never went to sleep.
Sluggishly and slowly I get myself out of bed and do my morning business.
Putting on my work clothes I check all my pockets and make sure everything is there.
Double, triple, even quadruple check my pockets as I know I would forget something.
Finally, I walked out the door with my keys and walked to my car.
I started it up and sat there for a few minutes as I felt the dread of tiredness wash over me.
With a sigh, I tiredly made my way to work.
At least when I get to work there would be coffee.
Third-person p.o.v.
(Y/n) make their way to work as their friends sat at the party tables enjoying their morning together as they waited for everyone to come into work.
There was silence from the pizzaplex, except for the small voices talking about the show from last night.
That small silence was broken up by the little squeak of the entrance door being opened.
(Y/n) walked through with a yawn as they walked to the employee's only room to make their coffee.
Then gradually they made their way to the animatronics.
Chica waved at (y/n) as they gave a small smile and waved back as they sat down next to her.
"Good morning, (y/n)!" Chica beamed.
"Good morning." (Y/n) yawned back.
Chica could see the deep bags under their eyes and (y/n) stared at their coffee cup.
"Hey, are you okay? You seem tired already." Chica commented.
(Y/n) nodded and rubbed their eyes of the tears built up from yawning.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just didn't sleep well." They explained.
"You never sleep well, do you?" Roxy stated.
(Y/n) shrugged. "Sometimes I do, but very rarely."
"You need to sleep to be healthy." Freddy inquired.
"I know, I know. It's just...it never seems to help." (Y/n) leaned back in their chair and took a sip of their coffee.
Chica was the most worried out of the bunch.
She deeply cares for (y/n), even if she was shy about showing it.
And even if (y/n) didn't show it, they too loved Chica just as much.
"Why do you just take a nap here?" Monty asked.
"Because it's a rule they put here. If you're not on break then no taking naps, just a rule." (Y/n) spoke.
"Well, that's dumb." Noted Monty.
Chica's p.o.v.
Sitting next to (y/n) I had to find a way to get them to sleep.
They look miserable, so tired, so unhappy. Maybe if I can get them tired enough today or get them to sleep here maybe they'll sleep better.
"Alright, guys. I'm off to work. I hope you all have a good day." (Y/n) announced before they went off.
"You too, (y/n)!" I shouted.
I watched them walk upstairs as they disappeared into their station.
Everyone already knew I liked (y/n). I talk about them all the time.
Even before anyone else meet (y/n) I told the others about them.
Freddy tells me sometimes that I should just tell them.
But I don't know how to.
I don't even know if they like me back.
But maybe I should think about that later. Right now we need to get ready for the performance we're about to put on.
Quickly all of us made it to our room and got ourselves ready.
Third-person p.o.v.
The day had felt long enough.
Seconds left like hours for (y/n) and even for Chica the day felt like it was getting longer and longer.
But both needed to focus on the job at hand.
(Y/n) needed to watch the kids in the arcade and Chica needed to put on her show.
No way was time speeding up.
(Y/n) couldn't stay awake. How could they stay awake?
They didn't even have a long enough break to get a rest.
Their reactions to things were slow and their speech sometimes was slurred and jumbled.
(Y/n) was a complete mess.
For Chica now was her last show of the day and for once it went by pretty smoothly and quickly.
(Y/n) still had a couple of hours to go before work was over.
Once all the animatronics got off stage they did autographs and took pictures with their fans.
Finally, when everyone else got done and went to explore around, Chica headed to (y/n) to see how they were doing.
Chica's p.o.v.
Instantly after the show, I rushed to go see (y/n).
I peeked into the arcade to see them scrolling on their phone seemingly half asleep.
Silently I walked up to the counter.
"Hey, (y/n)!" I smiled.
"Hm? Oh hey, Chica. How was the show?" (Y/n) questioned standing up straight.
"It was good for the most part. I wanted to check up on you." I chuckled.
(Y/n) gave a little sigh.
"Tired. I want to sleep but I know the moment I lay down I'll be wide awake." They stated.
"Maybe you can sleep here tonight." I declared.
"I don't know, Chica. I don't want to get fired."
"You won't get fired. Come on you need sleep! Ask your coworker to cover for you." I try convincing them.
"Alright, alright."
I watch (y/n) walk over and talk to a coworker for a minute.
Slowly they walk back with a nod.
"Alright. Let's go."
Chuckling I grab their hand and drag them down to my room.
Their face turned a bright red making me laugh more to myself.
Once getting to my room I let (y/n) lay down on my couch and get them comfortable.
Softly I laid a blanket on them and kneeled in front of them.
"How are you feeling now?"
"I'm a bit better." They yawn.
Their eyes looked so heavy.
"I um...I need to tell you...something." Finally, I started to confess.
"What is it, Chica?"
"I...well...um. It's hard to say."
"C'mon. We've been best friends for so long you can tell me." (Y/n) gives a quiet chuckle.
"I like you," I whisper.
"I like you too." They whisper back.
And for that moment I was flabbergasted. They weren't supposed to hear me!
"How about we talk about this more in the morning, huh?" They laugh.
"Y-yeah."
And even with that little talk, I watched them drift off into a deep sleep.
I will have to prepare myself for the morning.
