The individual wore a very familiar denim jacket with video game patches. Their figure was bathing in both moonlight and the shadows of the street lamps they were under. The umbrella on their hands was colored in blue and black stripes that they lifted, giving me a clear look at who it was.
"Neil? What are you doing here?" I asked, approaching the man.
"Doing the night shift with you." he plainly replied. "Mr. Emily knows that I'm here, don't kick me."
"Can we move on from that already?" I put a hand on my hip. "Besides, aren't you all scared of taking the night shift? And you greatly despise me."
"Yes and maybe, but it's your chance to ask whatever you want because I also have some questions for you." Neil made it sound like a police interrogation. He opened the back door and let me in first in the pizzeria. Just like yesterday, my eyes met the dark corridors and I placed my open umbrella on the floor to let it dry. I sat on the clean swiveling chair of the security office, satisfied by the cleanliness of the room. "Woah, they weren't kidding about how clean this place is," Neil commented, sitting on another stool beside mine.
"The amount of dirt, oil, and dust was goddamn unbearable," I huffed and flicked the light switch for the cameras. Now that the office is clean, all I have to do is sit and watch the monitors for any activity, even though I fully know that the animatronics will appear right in front of the two-way mirror later on. I didn't like how quiet it was in here, but I guess I have to bear the ringing of my ears for a few long hours.
My fingers went a little numb from pressing the camera buttons to switch over the areas. Neil only had his arms crossed, his finger going up and down from boredom, but he paid attention to the monitors, fortunately. Be that as it may, his relaxed expression changed when we heard something fall in the kitchen, followed by clinking pots and pans.
"You don't look surprised, did this happen the night before?" he questioned.
"No, I just know who's making the ruckus" I half-shrugged, but the clinking pans were replaced by the light footsteps of someone running with shifting gears. "And also that," I gestured at the two-way mirror where a singular dot stood out in the darkness. With a hand on my knee, I sat up and opened the security office door, earning a gasp from the man behind me. "What are you doing?!" he yelled.
"Saying hello" I replied, and the dot moved closer to me that slowly revealed itself under the light bulb.
"Lassie! Welcome b-ba-ack!" The red pirate fox happily waved its claw and made a fist with his other, gesturing a bump. We did a light fistbump since his hand was metal, followed by a wink but he raised his eyepatch instead. Afterwards, he saw the frightened man just by the monitors, making his jaw fall open. "You! Yer the one who p-p-played with the audio cues!!" the fox growled, ready to pounce but I just patted his metal shoulder. "Easy there Fritz, he's suffered enough."
"Re-eally? Then good for ya! YARHAHAHAHA!" he pointed his finger at the man and burst into typical pirate laughter, even I secretly snickered. I looked over my shoulder to see Neil's face, but it wasn't an expression of anger, but rather bewilderment.
"You know their real names...?" he mumbled.
"She kno-ows all of us, lad" Foxy let out a small whistle. All of the sudden, Chica appeared with a whole box of steaming pizza in her hand, "Miss (Y/N)! I have pizza for you!". The chicken swayed her body side to side in glee, then the rabbit and the bear showed up.
"S-Susie... We can't just ste-e-eal pizza from the fridge..." Freddy frowned.
Bonnie waved both of his hands- or paws. "Neato! Hey, little la-a-ady! Ready to play some t-tunes on your little radio again?"
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Lethean (William Afton X Reader)
Fanfiction(Alternate Universe "PANTA CHOREI" now PUBLISHED!) (Y/N) would describe herself as an embodiment of bad luck; blood and death surround her and she is a harbinger of these tragedies. No one knew that she could easily take the lives of others in a sin...
