Jeremy was at his post for his night shift. Checking the camera's every few minutes, making sure everything was normal. Well, making sure everything was in it's right place. He continuously winded the music box. He wasn't sure why it had to be wind, but he knew if he didn't he would regret it. He placed his camera down, placing his head down on his desk.
"Why... Why did I agree to this job?" He asked himself, knowing no one would be there to answer.
All of a sudden he heard thumping sounds coming from the vents.
"O-Oh god..." He said to himself, quickly checking the camera. To his surprise, there was nothing in the vents.
(Oh no...) He began to feel hot. He was sure there was an animatronic in his office.
He slowly placed down the camera, lifting his head up as slow as possibly. As he looked up, he seen a balloon in front of him.
(No no no!!)
He shivered in fear. He started panting heavily and he looked to his side. He seen Balloon Boy, staring at him.
"TeeHee, Hiii~." Balloon Boy said, holding his balloon.
"N-No! No 'hi'! G-Get out of my--!" He then heard something running down the hallway. His flashed his flashlight down the hall way only to see Foxy charging at him.
"G-Gah!" He threw the flashlight down, falling out of his seat. He stayed on the ground, crawling threw the Right Air Vent. A few minutes later he arrived in Party Room 2.
"At least I got away from them..." He thought to himself. "B-But... now I'm more vulnerable... They could get me at any time..." He sighed, standing up.
He looked around then walked into the main hall. Barely seeing anything, he continued walking, almost stumbling down from how much fear he was in. He was about to open the door to leave the main hall, but instead the door slammed him in the face.
"O-Ow... Who...?" He was wondering who, or what, did that.
He turned his head to look. There was Mike, looking down any him.
"M-Mike?! What are you doing here?" Jeremy asked.
Mike sighed. "I knew this would happen..."
"Y-You knew what would happen?"
Mike paused, looking down the Hall.
"That you would get yourself into trouble."
Jeremy looked down, fiddling his finger with one another.
"I-I'm sorry Mike..."
Jeremy's watch began to ring. He looked down at it, noticing it was 6am.
"Well, perfect timing you came then, Mike. Guess I'll see you tomorrow!" Jeremy said with a smile, leaving the pizzeria.
"...Yeah..., see you tomorrow."
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The Guards /Five Night's At Freddy's/
FanfictionIt was 1am. Jeremy was at his post, checking the camera's for anything suspicious. Winding the music box as he heard a noise from the vents. What was it? An animatronic? A puppet? Or perhaps... someone pranking him?
