A Bit Of A Surprise. (Fnaf Nightguards x Reader)

A New Job

Fucking Great.

"I told you! For the last bloody time you can't keep taking money out the cash register!" Rich yelled, also known as senior dick face to you. He was your current boss, well let's focus on the word, 'Current'.

"I DIDN'T! HAVE YOU EVEN BOTHERED TO CHECK THE CAMERAS, IT'S YOUR DICKHEAD SON CALLUM! HE IS THE ONE WHO TAKES OUT LIKE TWENTY QUID A DAY!" You yelled back, hair covering your eyes as you pointed a finger at the old man before you swiftly tucked most of the hair behind your ear.

"Out."

"Excuse me?"

"I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT! YOU'RE FIRED!" Rich exclaimed, slamming his hand down onto the metal table in his cold, dark office.

You sniffed slightly and narrowed your eyes standing up and smoothing out your clothes as you shrugged, holding back tears. "Fine. J-just good luck on finding another dumb fuck to work for you"

Rich simply waved his hand with a scowl as you stormed out of his office.
You didn't have a car so you had to walk home, you lived in a small apartment with a dog. Fuck you loved that dog, even though it was actually a stray who wondered in one day while you were in the shower and made itself at home.
Anyway after a couple of minutes of crying and trying to keep yourself together and mumbling insults to your former boss you finally reached your destination, you fumbled with your keys and opened the door to your apartment. A little scrawny greyhound came running to the door, his little tail wagging rapidly as he greeted you with a dozen licks to your face.

"Hey Bud... at least you're alright" You sniffed, tears coming to a stop as you noticed something the dog was stood on. You gently picked him up and what seemed to be a newspaper on the floor, you carried them both onto the red couch and plonked yourself down.

"I'll get your dinner in a sec Bud" You softly muttered, as you flipped open the first page of the newspaper, the first thought of which came to your mind was a job. You've already nearly lost this apartment twice and it's not like you had anywhere else to stay. Your mother and father both living in Russia for job related purposes and it's not like you had any siblings. Scanning through the job listings a few caught your eye:
Cleaning lady
Nightwatch
Dog walker
Stripper.
Stripper was definitely a no, dog walker, not enough money, cleaning lady not enough money as well and that left the job at Fazbears.
You sighed and read the details grabbing your phone, you rang up.
"Hello?"
"Look, if you're filling a complaint then I suggest you keep it to yourself as it makes no difference to us, thank you good day." A deep obviously unhappy voice spoke back.
"Uh no actually I'm here to ask about the job?"
"Oh uh... what job?"
"Nightwatch"
"Ah you see... we forgot to take out that ad so I'm sor-"
"Look I really need this fucking job, and trust me I will keep trying cause I ain't working as a stripper for god sake!" You yelled into the phone, a sudden wave of shock hit you as you realised what you just did. Before you could say sorry a deep sigh came from the other end of the line.
"Fine, be here at 11:30, any later and if you're a minute late then you haven't got the job, understand?"

You could only reply with a small nod and a sort of happy squeak.

"Good, now you'll be working alongside five other guys. I wish you the best of luck and don't come haunting me if you do end up in one of those bloody suits"

"What-?" Before you could even finish your sentence the guy on the other end hung up. A small smile creeped onto your face as you put down the phone and sighed happily.

Let's just hope you won't fuck this job up too.

(Ah I tried I know it's awful and quite short and boring but anyway I hope you like it?)