Your POV
I sat in my office watching the cameras. I kept clicking through until I saw someone in the main room. I grabbed my flashlight and left to go check it out. I saw the man just standing at the entrance.
Me: Sir I'm going to have to ask you to leave the diner. We're closed.
???: My my. Is that a way to greet your own blood.
He slowly revealed his face revealing a wicked grin as I dropped my flashlight. He then revealed his left hand holding a bat.
???: Come here buddy boy. I want a good look at my son!
He rushed me bringing the bat over his head as I woke up breathing heavily. I was still in the office. I looked at the time seeing it was 11:07. I shook my head as I got up out of my chair and leaned up against the wall. I thought about taking my pills but I told myself I could just push through until the shift was over. I sighed as I left the office going into the janitors closet getting a broom and a mop. Taking out both I passed through the main room as I looked at the front door as the image of my father flickered in my mind. His laughter echoed. I pinched the bridge of my nose and breathed.
Me: Keep it together...
I walked into the kitchen as I started to clean up. Removing the cobwebs and smashing any spiders or roaches that came into view. I then started to mop as I made sure I got every corner of the kitchen. Every time I dipped the mop I saw blood. I knew it was my mind playing tricks as I continued cleaning. I did my best to ignore it as kept my cool. I decided to take out the trash as well. Including the parts that I removed from Chica and Bonnie. When I did I sat at one of the tables putting my hands together as I put the thumbs on my forehead and closed my eyes. I kept talking myself to keep my mind straight as possible.
Me: Just a couple more hours. You can survive that long.
I repeated trying to motivate myself to push through. I looked at the animatronics as I looked at Chica. I then looked at the time seeing I still had about twenty seven minutes left before the shift. Knowing I couldn't move her since she was deactivated. I went to the parts and service putting some gloves on. I grabbed the Acrylic and a towel as I came back to the stage. I wiped the towel on her hips and then her sides. I stopped at the chest as I sighed and moved onto the arms.
Me: I'll have her do it when she wakes up.
Finishing up with her hands I looked up to her face as I saw my dad's wicked smile.
Dad: Hello son.
I closed my eyes and breathed.
Me: He's not real. It's in your head.
His image faded as I wiped Chica's face gently as I went around her eyes. I stepped back to look at her as she looked just as well as Bonnie. I let out some air satisfied with her new look. I then walked up to Freddy as I put a hand behind my head.
Me: You have seen better days.
I noticed a couple specs on her hat as I grabbed it and used my shirt to clean it off. Looking in the inside of her hat I noticed a spider. I shook it out as it landed on the floor as I squashed it. I looked at the bottom of my show and sighed in disappointment.
Me: I hate bugs.
I put the hat back on Freddy and returned to my office. I changed into uniform as I got on my phone to pass by the night. It hit twelve, and then one as I decided to take a thirty minute nap.
Freddy POV
It was 1 A.M. I didn't decide to move yet as the camera was still on. I don't care what he's done for us. He's just like the rest of them. Like the rest of the men and women that come here. Probably is just expecting a moment to have on us to ourselves. That's all they want. Behind their fake smiles. At 1:32 he left the office and went inside the bathroom. Bonnie staying in position turned her head to me.
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Metal Souls
FanfictionOne of you requested this... Not as a oneshot. Or just a meme... You wanted this... And you knew since you're a good friend that you where going to get what you wanted... Which is my suffering... You sick SACK OF-