Pandora's Box (FNaF Fanfic)

Chapter 5

A/N: Dumb, stupid writers block.

The First Survivor.

7pm came, and the pizzeria closed. We had 5 hours to roam until the new nightguard came in. We assembled in the dining room, all except Gold. Gold walked in about 5 minuted late, holding two oil cans.

"One can fill three of us." He said simply. Me, Chica and Bonnie had one can, Freddy, Gold and Foxy had the other. I filled my small tank with oil, then passed it to Chica, who then filled hers, then she passed it to Bonnie. Once we finished, there was still some left in both tanks, so we filled some glasses with the flammable liquid, and drunk it up.

"Mm. Nothing like the taste of oil!" Chica said. All 5 of us agreed. We too loved the fiery taste of oil.

Foxy got an idea at about 8pm, and said we should all get drunk. I rummaged through the kitchen fridge, and I found 7 bottles of Whiskey, and I brought the alcoholic drinks back to the five. Foxy's eyes shimmered with happiness as I handed out the drinks. Somehow, Bonnie drunk all of her bottle and half of Chica's too, and she started stumbling, knocking over tables, and tripping over chairs. I nudged Chica.

"Maybe she will be the one banging pots in the kitchen tonight if she doesn't sober up!" I said. Chica giggled at the joke. Soon, 12am came and we were in our places. Me on the left of Bonnie, Freddy on the right of Bonnie, Chica on the right of Freddy, and Foxy in Pirate Cove. This night's guard seemed to be a little tough. He didn't whimper once. At about 2AM I rushed to backstage, and stared into the camera, much like last night. The camera didn't turn to me, so I carefully walk to the camera, switch my eyes to black and white, then I stared into the camera fearlessly. The camera turned on, and the 'tough' guy jumped. I knew this because I heard the small rattle of the chair. As soon as the camera turned off, I ran to the east hallway, blending into the shadows. I was about to rush into the left hall area, when Foxy ran into me, causing us both to fall to the floor, which made a huge noise.

"Damnit, Foxy! Why so early?" I whispered. He looked at me, confused.

"Isn't it the second night?" He asked me.

"No, this guy is new!" I hissed. Foxy nodded and ran back to the Cove. I checked the time on one of the clocks. 5:48AM, wow, time passes quickly! I better get to it!

I ran to the left hall area, and the door was open. I could see the man clearly, he looked Jamaican, really because he had brown skin, brown eyes and dreadlocks. His clothing consisted of a plain blue shirt with a name tag on it, saying 'Hello! My name is Jacob!' and black jeans. I was almost fully into the room, when he slammed both doors.

"25% Whoop Whoop!" He taunted. I huffed and stalked away. Then, I got an idea. Foxy said that if you bang on a door, it would drain the generator's power quicker. I started to hit the door powerfully, and it seemed to work. When I was certain that he wouldn't survive the night, the 6AM bell chimed. I sighed deeply and stalked away. Chica, who was on the other side, did the same.

I heard Gold mumbling something. I sneaked closer quietly.

"Tonight I'm gonna mess with his head, yeah! Hehe, he's not gonna survive this night for sure, hehe." He was saying. He repeated this until he noticed me, just like Foxy and his singing. But unlike Foxy, he said that I should tell everyone his plan.

Stay Cool, ~Panda