Five Nights at Cafe Hetaloid

Chapter 3

Warning: There is a lot of swearing in this chapter.

~11:45 PM - First Night~

        Anastasia pulled up to Cafe Hetaloid in her Ford Mustang, parking it directly in front of the building. She stepped out of the car and felt the warm summer night breeze hit her exposed legs and arms. Searching through her wallet she quickly found the keys that Vincent had given to her earlier that day. She slid the key to the main door into the key hole and turned it, the door squeaking in protest. Once Anastasia closed the door she locked it. She looked around once again. Nothing seemed like it had changed since she left... or had something changed? "Did Vincent and I close the curtains to the Dugout?" she wondered out loud. Looking over to were the Dugout was she noticed that the curtains were closed. "Good," she said. "Vincent didn't give me a tour so I guess I should do some exploring before my shift officially starts, huh?" she asked the 2p! England Hetaloid, looking at him.

        The platinum blond walked around the entire building, being careful to take in every detail of the place. She found where the bathrooms, kitchen, backstage, supply closet, East and West halls, and finally the security room were located. While Anastasia settled into her new office the clock on the wall chimed, signaling that it was 12:00 AM and that her shift had started. "Okay, let's get down to business," she said while picking up the tablet that controlled the security cameras. She flipped through all the cameras once to see which ones they were. Anastasia flipped the fan that was on the desk on to the low setting and pulled her slightly wavy mid back length hair into a high ponytail. "Well it's a good thing I wore a tank top and shorts." She placed the tablet on the cluttered desk. "I'm going to have to organize this. Who ever worked here before me was a complete slob!" she ranted.

        Anastasia looked around the security office. There was a poster with the 2p! England, France, and Canada Hetaloids and pictures of them drawn by children who had been there for their birthday. Eight monitors were stacked randomly on the desk. A pink plastic cupcake was on top of one of them. A phone laid next to it. There was garbage on the floor and desk, accompanied by some cobwebs and a lone speaker. She grabbed the black garbage bin on the floor and tossed all the trash into it and dusted with an old rag. Once she was done, Anastasia looked back to where her chair was and noticed a metal box on the wall. She walked to and read the faded letters. "Manual Override, huh?" she questioned. A sticky note under it read "The key is in the top drawer". Anastasia went to the desk, opened the top drawer, and grabbed the key. She put it in the key hole and opened the little metal door. Inside was the manual override switches for the doors to her office.

        "Well, that could come in handy. I wonder if Vincent knew it was here," Anastasia thought out loud. She returned to her swivel chair and sat down in it with a "plop". Gingerly grabbing the tablet off the desk, she skimmed through the cameras stopping on the main stage containing the 2p! England, Canada, and... "Where in the name of fuck did François go?!" Anastasia exclaimed. "I thought Vincent was joking when he said that they move around at night!" She frantically flipped through the cameras, but all she received were blank cameras. "Shit, this is not good!" Not a moment later, all the cameras came back except for the kitchen camera. "Where the fuck is he?!"

        "I presume you are looking for moi," a husky French laced accent said from the left doorway. Anastasia turned the chair and she flipped the light switch. Low and behold, there stood the 2p! France Hetaloid staring at her, his dull purple eyes boring holes into her head.

    "HOLY FUCK!!!" She slammed her hand on the button to close the door. Her heart beat so excruciatingly loud that she thought the hetaloid could hear it though the door.

        "Zat wasn't very nice, Anastasia..." He trailed off, his voice dripping with poison when he said her name. She had obviously just pissed him off majorly and the fact the he seemed to have no intention of going away made her job all the more harder. Anastasia checked her power percentage and the time.

        "YOU STAY THERE ALL YOU WANT FRANCY-PANTS CAUSE I HAVE 76% LEFT AND IT'S ONLY 3 AM! BRING IT ON BITCH!" she shouted though the steel door.

        "One, don't call me "Francy-Pants". Second, don't speak to me like zat. Sird, you best not let Oliver 'ear you."

        "I don't give a damn dude! Just go the fuck away!"

        "Non. I sink I will stay 'ere to piss you off. It is fun to see you so flustered."

        "Fine. Do what you want. I don't care anymore." With that said, Anastasia rummaged though the bag she brought with and pulled out a magazine. She began to flip though it. After a while she checked the time and her power percentage again. "Okay, it's 4:45 and I have... 23%... left. I'm screwed..." She looked outside of the window to her left and saw that the 2p! France Hetaloid was gone. "Finally! I can raise the damn door!" Her fingers hit the button and the door raised soundlessly. No sooner had she put the door up, François appeared yet again.

        "You should really be more quiet when you are announcing zings zat could cost you your life..."

        "FUCK! I got to close the damn door!" Anastasia slammed her hand on the button. François eventually left again, but only when she was down 1%. "I'M NOT GOING TO MAKE IT! I'M NOT GOING TO MAKE IT! I'M SO FREAKING DEAD!" Just as her rant finished, the power went out. Anastasia scrambled under the desk. Loud foot steps could be heard from down the West hallway. A pair of glowing violet eyes stared at her. At first she thought it was François again, but then she noticed they had specks of light blue in them.

        "You know, you should really watch your mouth when you talk to my family or me for that matter," a gruff voice said into the darkness. Anastasia figured that the 2p! Hetaloid that stood in the doorway was the 2p! Canada Hetaloid, or Matt as he liked to be called. As Matt came closer to the desk, the alarm clock on it went off, signaling that Anastasia's shift had ended. She gave a long sigh of relief. "Seems that Father Time has sought pity on you tonight. What a shame. I was hoping to have a little "fun" with you. Next time, I won't be as so gracious as to walk slowly to the security office. But one more thing," he paused, "If you EVER speak to my father like that again or any of my family, I will personally beat you with my hockey stick and feed you to my polar bear." He walked out of the room and down the hall.

        Anastasia crawled out of her hiding place and grabbed the tablet one last time. She flipped to the main stage to see all of the hetaloids still there, in their original positions that she first saw them in. Matt's threat scared her quiet a bit and by saying "quiet a bit", I mean it scared the living daylights out of her. "He must have a 2p! Kumajiro Hetaloid. That's still terrifying. I can only image what this Kuma looks like," she said, her voice trembling. "Well, I'm out of here!" She grabbed her things and booked it to her car, giving one final glance to Cafe Hetaloid before she would have to see it later that day.

~Author's Note~

Hello everybody! DreamsForDays here to give you some tips. I know when you read François' dialog it looks really weird and there are a few French words. First, where ever a ' is, it indicates where and "h" should be. The French don't pronounce the "h" sound in English words. And second, they do not have a "th" sound, so they will often replace that for a "z" or and "s" sound. The only French words I added was the French word "moi", which is "me" in English and for "non" which is "no". "Non" is still pronounced like "no" in English. Also, some people say that the 2p! Kumajirou is a large wolf rather than a polar bear. I prefer the 2p! Kumajiro as a grown up version of 1p! Canada's Kumajiro who can't talk. To finish this off, kudos to anyone who got the Markiplier reference! Anyway, I'm sorry that this Author's Note is so long and thank you for reading! Some feed back in the comments would also be appreciated so I can hopefully get better at writing. Until next time!