Anomalous Nightguard [FNIA] [Discontinued]

Chapter 7

A/N: The original chapter was deleted after I thought that I could've done much better.

Joel parks his van outside the pizzeria and prepares to leave for work. Going to the back, he takes a trench coat that seems almost identical to the one he usually wears. The trench coat he picked was much longer than his original one and had deeper pockets inside. Lifting the underside of his bed, we see an arsenal of guns, ranging from the 15th-century arquebus to the latest firearm being HK416. Looking through the weapons, one catches Joel's eyes; it is a relic from the 20th century, the MP-40. He takes it out alongside four magazines full of ammo from under his bed and puts it in one of the extremely deep and wide inside pockets of his trench coat. Then he takes an empty M1911 to give to Alan before going to his office.

Leaving the van and locking it, he starts walking toward the pizzeria, determined to defend himself from Bonnie's onslaught. If you have forgotten already, tonight (night 4) is when Bonnie will return from her repairs, and Joel knows that even if he paid for her repairs and begged her to forgive him, she wouldn't budge and would still hate him. He could negotiate with the other girls, but Bonnie was a different story. Entering the pizzeria, he saw Alan waiting for him on one of the chairs, going through his phone while all three girls were on stage. Realizing that Joel was finally here, Alan stood up and greeted him.

"Welcome to your 4th night in this fine establishment, Joel! Now you know the rules, and so do I; give me your firearm." Alan holds his hand out, demanding Joel's gun, and in return, he gives the empty M1911 to Alan. "Here you go, don't drop it or get a scratch on it; it already has enough scratches, okay?" Seeing Joel's worried nature, Alan snickers. "Come on, Joel, it's just a gun.

As you know, Bonnie came back this morning and *whispering* I don't think she will be so forgiving once she gets her hands on you *talking normally* and yeah, good luck, and I hope you survive." He quickly leaves the pizzeria, looking spooked by something. Joel looks back and goes to the employee changing room to change into his nightguard uniform.

After a few moments, Joel leaves the changing room in his uniform and trench coat with a pipe in his mouth. Breathing out the smoke, he feels satisfied and goes to his office. Sitting on his chair and getting the small book out, he reads it with his feet on the table. Eventually, midnight hits, and the pre-recorded message plays, but Joel turns it off, thinking no more animatronics will be introduced. A while later, he hears no footsteps or any activity from the girls, so he checks the camera to check up on them. Switching through the cameras, he sees Bonnie in the west hallway glaring at the camera as she sneaks by it, Freddy in the restroom, Chica in the east hallway doing the same as Bonnie, and The Fox sisters both peeking out from their binds. Joel smirks at their attempts and shuts both doors just as they show their faces at the windows.

"Aw~, come on, nightguard, you're no fun..." Making a fake sad expression, Bonnie presses her breasts against the window. "We can make it fun if you just open these doors~" Chica teased Joel from the opposite window. "No thanks, girls, but I think I'll pass; I mean, doing it with animatronics seem wrong." Joel doesn't look up from his book as he keeps reading it. "We can demonstrate how you can do it with animatronics, you know~" Bonnie turns around and presses her ass against the window to attract his attention. Joel doesn't utter a word and ignores their advances. After some time, they give up, and Chica leaves, finally allowing Joel to open the door to save some much-needed power.

"Look, you piece of shit, I will get my revenge, and I will feast upon that limp and homeless dick of yours, you disgusting pervert!" Joel looks up from his book with a 'really?' face. "Is that the worst you can do?" Bonnie becomes even angrier. "THEN I WILL RIP OUT YOUR INTESTINES AND CHOKE YOU WITH THEM!" He looks down at his book while still smoking the pipe. "Hmm... That's better; now, scram, some of us have nothing to do." He makes a shooing motion and doesn't look up from his book. Bonnie angrily stomps away back to the dining area.