Fazbear's Jones Security

1: First Night

I've been pacing in my condo, walking back and forth room to room. I was far from nervous. What is that word, afraid? Constipated? I don't know the word, but that's definitely how I'm feeling right now! I finally have a job, but was it something I wanted? I mean, the letter itself clearly explained this job is something that isn't supposed to be taken like a joke. It shouldn't be taken lightly, it should be taken seriously without thought.

I don't even know what the hell this place is about! All I did was hunt down some random jobs I qualified for and a night guard at the pizzeria was on the list. I didn't even bother to search the place up on Google or some shit! I looked up at the digital clock built into the wall, the bright green numbers reading 11:27pm.

"Okay, okay, okay...there's still time." I exhaled softly, taking deep breathes. What exactly do I bring to work on the first day? Well, it said in the letter they'd provide me with the stuff like my uniform, but is that all? Do I need a flashlight or something?

I simply changed into my black jeans, and a plain blue shirt I have found deep within my closet. I held a small bag, with my phone, wallet, and yes a flashlight. I had gotten dressed in a span of twelve minutes, new record! I unlocked my front door, closed and locked it shut and was now running down the hall taking the elevator to the underground parking lot.

I drove a pretty good car, considering I had no job. Well, previously working for a high paying company as a bails bond person did have its perks. I drove a 2004 Black Ferrari Challenge Stradale. Expensive, but to hell, it was worth it. Nice car, nice home, and maybe I'll even like this job.

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"Jesus Christ, where is she?!" A feminine voice boomed as I stood outside the pizzeria. The lights of the restaurant were shut off, but I peeked from the window that the back room had it's lights still on. Flickering every few seconds, but still on. I checked my watch, not that much of surprise on my face when it read 11:56.

"Calm down will you, Zelena?! We've got four minutes until we can leave this hellhole and come back in the morning. Let's just do what boss said and wait for the newbie, alright?" The voice, clearly male, snapped at the woman named Zelena before he stomped out of the back rooms and into the restaurant itself. That was my time to stop hiding, and I opened up the front door as it let out a high eery creaky noise.

"Hello? Sorry...I was notified just today. Getting ready and all is such a pain."

The two voices stopped there argument, and I heard the rushing of shoes running out the back and into the restaurant. The man, he wore nothing but a chef's apron that was worn out from being in the kitchen too often. The other, the woman, she wore seemed to be a regular employee who just wandered around. Since, she wore nothing but tight ripped skinny jeans and a tucked in purple Fazbear uniform. Her red hair was put into a messy bun, and she had this disgusting look on her face. Hm, Zelena. That name fits her perfectly.

"You must be the new night guard! Hi! My name's David, David Nolan and this lady over here is Zelena! The other four didn't want to stay all the way until the night shift, so they left. Oh, even though your work actually starts at midnight, you can spend your free time here in the morning. Since you're an employee, if you want to grab anything in this place for your stomach it's 80% off. Bring a friend, and it's 60%. Got it?" David said as he rambled on, and I simply answered with a nod.

He looked at his watch, and that was when I could visually see a scream come out his lips, and he threw me a box that was on one of the party tables at me, "That's your uniform, I hope it's the right size from what you told the boss in your resume. Oh! One more thing! The office has two large doors on either sides of the room and a window beside them. The office after hours has limited power! Close those doors, you use up twice as much power so try to keep them open. The cameras use up power two, but not as much as the doors. There are flashlights connected to the cameras, and they need power too. Basically, don't use up too much power or there'll be a power outage and everything will open up, and the boss won't be happy. M'kay? Byyyyyeeeee!"

He and Zelena ran out the double doors, and shot off home. I on the other hand, just stood there confused out of my goddamn mind. The I was just about to go outside to get more stuff from my car, but the second it was midnight, I suddenly heard the sound of doors clicking, and machines being powered on. I grabbed the door handle, but when I tried to open it, it wouldn't budge. I sighed, "I guess they were serious about the timing, shit."

I wandered around the restaurant for a bit, taking in the scenery I have yet to search up. I knew nothing of this place. It's history, it's popularity; nothing. I walked over to the stage, where three robotic animals stood still, starring directly at me. I found it creepy at first, but then I realized the eyes were pointing towards a table behind me called the birthday kid. So, this is basically a run-down version of Chuck E Cheese? Wow, this place needs a clean up!

David said I only use up power if I turn the stuff on. Well, I ain't in the office to turning anything on so I won't be using any power, right? I continued to tour myself around the building, getting used to the interior. The building wasn't really that big, and there were only two hallways and they both led to both sides of the office, and one to the storage room.

Around 2:08 is when I finally headed down to the office, and slumped down into the chair. I didn't use the cameras, I didn't want to have the electric bill to rise, especially when this place seemed like it was suffering already. I used my own flashlight, shining it down the halls, checking every few minutes.

Sitting int the office, cold and bored I decided to open the box David practically threw at me so he would be locked in the restaurant. I pulled out a dark purple hat that read security over the front of it with the Fazbear logo on the side in yellow. The button-up top apparently looked like it was used, what happened to the last night guard? It was a lighter shade of purple with the words Fazbear Security on a silver badge that sat in the breast pocket of the shirt. The pants were basically just black, and I could wear whatever shoes I wanted.

Sitting, bored out of my mind it was all going well for over an hour, until I heard knocking coming from the party area. Hm? I exited the office with caution, heading over to the front doors of the building, holding a flashlight that was on the desk. Standing a few feet away from the two front glass doors of the building, I saw a faint silhouette of a man peeking into the pizzeria. As I got closer, I picked up a metal bat that was next to the fire extinguisher and probably was also used for hitting piñata. I slowly walked towards the doors and was up to the glass, the man narrowed his eyes and looked through the glass, and smiled widely when he saw me.

It was three, almost four in the morning so there were hardly any cars passing by, and I could hear his voice loud and clear, "Hey! You mind opening the door?"

I shook my head, giving him an inaudible no. He seemed upset from my response, frowning. He played with whatever was in his pockets then turned around and sauntered off like nothing had ever happened. Even if I wanted to open the damn door for that weirdo, I can't. The freaking doors are locked automatically once it's midnight and I don't know where the electric panel is.

I headed back to the office fairly tired, still holding the bat and flashlight in my hands. Walking past the party area I glanced at the robots up on stage, and froze. I swear, there were supposed to be three of those robots on stage right? The bear, the chicken, and the bunny. With caution, I walked over towards the bunny standing by table four. Getting closer, there, in small black fine print was a single word.

"Bonnie," I read the word aloud across the bow tie, my guess it was the bunny's name, "Nice name, but horrible paint job." I laughed to myself. The paint on all the robots were dull. Peeling off, fading, etc. I placed my hand onto it's metallic chest, and pulled my hand back in disgust. "Ew!" I wiped my hands onto the table cloth, starring at the sticky rustic colour that was placed on my hands upon touching them. "What the fuck? These things are disgusting! A mechanic a few times a month?! More like once every blue moon!"

I turned around, heading back into the office. I decided to have a long, silent, nap. I mean, this is only my first night on the job. What could happen?