Vincent's POV
Scott has been very jumpy this week. He keeps telling me nothing is wrong, but I'm not buying it. I need to figure what is happening at work that is causing him to be so jumpy. Luckily Scott had off next week so I could ask the other night guard what happened during the night shift.Scott's POV
This week has been so difficult. I'm looking forward to my week off. I just hope I put enough information in my messages to help the other night guard since it was his first week. As terrified as I was, I was just happy that my methods of keeping the animatronics away was working. Night 5 was quite difficult, but boss was finally getting the old animatronics repaired so they were locked down for the next couple days until repair was complete. That meant 4 less animatronics trying to stuff me into a suit. How did I know that's what they were trying to do. I found that out the hard way, when I was captured on night 3 and nearly stuffed into one. I managed to escape to the employee locker room with just a couple scratches on my arms and face, but I probably won't be so lucky the next time.(Time skip to next week)
Vincent's POV
I sat in the house patiently waiting for Scott to go to sleep. Eventually, he finally fell asleep and I got dressed and slipped out of the house.
I arrived at the pizzeria just as midnight struck. I entered the pizzeria and the first thing I noticed was that Toy Bonnie wasn't on the stage. "Hmmm that's strange. Maybe he's in the back for repairs." I mumbled to myself as I made my way to the office. Something felt a bit off. I felt like I was being watched so i hurried to the office.
When I got to the office, I saw a young boy, who looked like he was still in high school, frantically flip through the cameras on the tablet. He obviously didn't hear me enter the room, so I cleared my throat, making my presence known. To my surprise, the boy jumped nearly a foot into the air and shoved a.... Freddy Fazbear head on his head. I started at the boy for a couple of seconds before he removed the head, completely unharmed. I was confused. Those things are filled with animatronic parts. How did it not hurt him. I continued to stare at this boy until I heard him speak up. "O-oh you're n-not an animatronic." He said looking past me, flashing a light down the hall and into the vents. I was really confused now.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"C-checking for the a-animatronics. L-luckily the old o-ones are still l-locked up, but the n-new ones are s-still out and a-active. By t-the way, m-my name is Jeremy. N-nice to meet you..." Jeremy stuck out his hand trying to figure out what my name was.
"Vincent." I said taking his hand. "Nice to meet you. Now what were you saying about the animatronics and what's with the Freddy head? Don't all those wires hurt?"
"O-oh this?" He asked handing the head to me. "I-it's empty. I-I use it as a m-mask."
"Why do you need a mask?"
"B-because- O-oh no. Y-you need to h-hide! R-right now!"
"What's going o-"
"Shhh just h-hide." He said shoving me under the desk. "A-and don't m-make a s-sound." He said as he put on the mask and sat perfectly still. I was about to protest when I heard the sound of footsteps approaching and lights started flickering. I peaked under the desk and saw a pair of blue rabbit feet. I pressed my hands up to my mouth to contain my shocked gasp. Toy Bonnie was in the office! After a couple of minutes the footsteps walked away and the lights stopped flickering. Jeremy helped me up from underneath the desk. "I-it's not s-safe here." Jeremy told me. "I-if they c-catch you, t-they'll stuff y-you in a s-suit. G-go. T-take a right o-out of here. The first r-room to your r-right is the safe room. T-the animatronics c-can not enter t-that room. T-there is a d-door in t-there that l-leads outside." I nodded my thanks and ran for the safe room, taking one last glance over my shoulder at Jeremy, before fleeing the building.
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A place of joy? (FNAF fanfic)
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