As Nate hit the floor, everyone's eyes were drawn towards the man standing behind him, holding a fire extinguisher.
"You can say that again." He said, as Nate started to return from his state of unconsciousness.
"Purple Guy!" Mark screamed.
"For the last time, guys, my name is A.J. Not purple guy. And I'm not in a great mood, so drop the rope, and release my murder gremlin." He motioned towards Springtrap.
"You were behind Springtrap all along?" Chica asked.
"Well, he was just supposed to be scary, but... he gets a little carried away." A.J shrugged. Nate, fully aware, sprung up off the floor, holding his head from the ache.
"So then what was the point of this?!" He questioned him.
Mark thought for a second. "Wait..." He flashed back to his first night, when A.J was confused about why Mark had so many hours. "He's just doing this because he wants more hours!"
"Yeah. And I would have gotten them if they hadn't hired you shmucks to do the night shift!"
"You can't legally work that many hours!" Nate said.
"You can't legally let stinky animitronics bite children, either." Nate, remembering the moment that he failed to save that child, stepped back, but he brushed off the feeling quickly.
Matt, however, hiding behind the wall, didn't. The second he heard him say that, he lit up. He remembered that moment, and how badly he wanted to kill Nate for it. Before that moment, he was a normal guy, with a wife, a daughter, and two sons. Nate ruined his life. Matt put the mask on, voice changer at the ready. He had made it official. He was going to kill Nate himself. Unless, of course, A.J did something reckless.
"Look, I didn't even want this job!" Nate yelled. The animitronics looked disappointed. "No offense."
"And I'm kind of wanted for attempted murder, so..."
"So you're just letting me have the night shift?" A.J asked.
"As long as these guys have someone to stay up all night with." Nate motioned to the animitronics with a smile.
"Wow, that was a lot simpler than my plan to make you quit. Feel pretty stupid now." A.J thew the fire extinguisher over his shoulder.
"You are pretty stupid." Mark said.
"Wow, everything turned out okay!" Bonnie said.
Perfect timing. Matt thought to himself. He dialed the phone, and played a short recording. The others heard it and turned to the phone.
"Oh hello? Oh hey! Looks like you guys managed to survive five nights at Freddy's! Uh, unfortunately, that wasn't how I expected this to end." Matt hacked into the door controls, forcing them shut. Mark tried the buttons, but it wouldn't open. "Actually, I thought you would all turn on each other by now, but..." Matt turned on the saw and started going through the wall. The noise shocked everyone, as they all looked towards the wall. "But it looks like I'll lave to come by the office..."
Then the recording stopped. Matt stepped through the wall, and finished the sentence. "And finish..." Matt realized the mask was still on, so his voice was changed. He took it off. "The job!" He finished in his normal voice.
"Would someone tell me what is going on?!" Mark yelled.
"Why this is a crime scene." Matt smiled. "And you're the victims."
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Murder - Sequel To Motivation
FanfictionThe story continues as Matt erases his tracks, but now he has two new problems. Two new problems by the names of Mark and A.J. But while at first, they seem like a liability, they might just be the key to getting Nate dead.
