5 Nights

Crazy Must Be In

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Summary: Mike Schmidt, in need of money, seeked a job and found one being the nightguard at Freddy's Pizzeria. The only thing we know about Mike so far is that he is somewhat lazy and talks to himself quite a bit.

NOTE: THE "((" IN BOLD ARE MY NOTES, OTHERWISE IT'S WHAT THE CHARACTER IS THINKING
(I ADDED A CHARACTER SO THE STORY WORKS SMOOTHER, BUT DON'T WORRY IT WON'T EFFECT THE ACTUAL PLOT AND ORIGINAL CHARACTERS )

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DATE: AUGUST 8TH, 2014
TIME: 12:42 P.M. (AFTERNOON)
(POV: ???)

I quiet chuckle escapes my lips as I watch from my hideout as children point and giggle at the singing bear on stage. ' HA! If only they knew!' I think in a crazed voice, laughing again, falling back into the ball pit as I lose my balance. I moan quietly and spit my brown locks out of my mouth, it must have fallen during my laughing fit

TIME: 12: 43 P.M. (AFTERNOON)
(POV: MIKE SCHMIDT)

The door to the pizzeria gives a soft ring as I push it open. I gaze around at the bright surroundings filled with children's laughter and shouts, taking in a deep whiff which I instantly regret. 'Just great it smells like pizza and bar-' I start to think when my thoughts are broken by the inhuman laughter coming from a small girl in the ballpit. It sounded like a mixture of a dying whale and a mental patient, insanity .
'yeesh and I thought I had problems' I think biting my bottom lip, before turning my attention back to why I came here 'so where is that manager...'

TIME: 12:46 P.M. (AFTERNOON)
(POV: ???)
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHaha.ha.ha. ha?" My laughter slowly dies as I catch a thin man around 20 glance at me. I study him for a moment, looking to see if he brought one of those tiny duplicates with him ((She means children... she is just well insane if you haven't noticed))
But at last there are no tiny pests with him sooo that means...- YES THE NEW NIGHTGUARD!
I conclude my thoughts falling happily back into the ball pit
"YAHHHHOOOOO!"
My cheering concludes after a moment fading into a crooked smirk that stretches across my face, my eyes following him as he proceeds across the room stopping to talk to the manager.
I watch them talk for a moment, yawning softly. Adults, had such a boring way of conversing. This is usually how it went from what I have observed:
Adult 1: hello
Adult 2 : hello
Adult 1 : says a random statement usually wondering how Adult 2 has been, despite not really caring (this step always confused me)
Adult 2 : randomly laughs even though what Adult 1 said lacks any sense of humor then responds. Lastly adjoining it with another statement
I reenact an adult conversation in my head smirking to myself at my thoughts, ALMOST missing when the new nightguard started exploring around, wondering his way over to 'The Pirate Cove' . Seeming by how the old, wrinkly manager was smiling, I take it he got the job. 'It wasn't that hard to get in the first place' I think to myself in a mumble, as my eyes continue to trail after him as he proceeds. Despite the clear sign that says 'closed' the obviously uneducated man decides to start pulling back the curtain.
I bite my bottom lip 'I could just let him get bitten and die....' I think to myself in debate, that case seeming pretty valid, but then a tiny voice in the back of my head whispered '... but then you won't have any company at night anymore'
I sigh and stand up following him soundlessly ,muttering to myself about the tiny voice and how it always thinks it's right

I peer up at him as I now stand directly behind him, stretching up so I could peer over his shoulder. He hasn't seemed to notice me,yet.
I wait for him to turn back and possibly leave, but the human, idiotic one at that, reaches his hand out looking like he wanted to touch the robotic red fox.
" I wouldn't touch that if I were yooouu" I said my voice smooth and drawn out in a distorted manner.

TIME: 1: 13 P.M.
(POV: MIKE SCHMIDT )
    I slowly extend my hand to brush the years-beaten metal of the fox that stood in front of me, before a chilling breath curled up the back of my neck and a creepy sing-songy voice cooes “I wouldn't touch that if I were yooouu”
My body stiffens and I jump, quickly flashing a look over my shoulder to see a set of dark green ones staring back into mine.
My eyes widen and in response I jump back, almost stumbling into the animatronic “WHAT THE HELL!” I exclaim my eyes in almost terror as I examine the girl before me. She was fairly pretty for a child her age, except one distinct thing, a huge scar trailing from one side of her forehead to the other cutting off the bottom but of her right eyebrow as it angled down. It looked nasty and bloody like she’s been picking at it, and the way it had almost metal like stitching made bile crawl it’s way up my throat… 'what happened to this girl'
“Foxy doesn't play well with others” She says reaching to grab my hand, which I quickly swatted away. No way I was letting her touch me, I didn't care if she was just a child she was out of her mind
“You're insane” I state simply boring my eyes down at her, hoping this would make her leave. But she only just started laughing, and loudly at that. Her laugh was crazy like a dying- my eyes widen as I realize the same laugh came from the ball pit just moments ago.
“Quite possibly” She says watching me, her eyes enlarged in a insane fashion

‘yep,yep,yep. Should probably start running’ I think to myself, even the voice inside my brain being a coward of this little child
"I-. I need to go" I say bitting my bottom lip regretfully at my stutter, trying to slip past her.
“But we just met” She states taking a step closer to me, the corner of her lips turning up in a smirk “I don’t bite” she says that creepy singing voice of hers coming back.
My eyes widen slightly as she proceeds closer. Control yourself, Mike, she's like 10. Just leave.
“Yah, well I do, kid” I say needing a way out as I shove past her practically sprinting to the exit
I sigh in releif as I glance over my sholder, seeing she wasn't following me
‘Hallelujah there’s no kids here at night. I might actually be scared’

TIME: 1:26 P.M.
(POV: ???)
    ‘Bye Mr.Security guard. See you tonight’  I think with a low chuckle watching him proceed out before heading back to my secret hide out in the ballpit.