You stare at the newspaper, feeling your insides melt.
HELP WANTED
NIGHT GUARD WANTED. WORKING 12AM TO 6AM.
FREDDY FAZBEAR ENTERTAINMENT.
As your mother enters the room, you shove the newspaper under the table and hold on tight to it. "H, Mom." You smile.
"Are you alright? You seem a bit.. off." Your mother looks at you cautiously and you smile, a reausurring smile.
"I'm fine, Mom, just tired. May I go to bed?" You ask. Your mother nods, and your mother turns to hang her coat. You run upstairs to your room.
Grabbing your phone, you pound the phone number placed in the newspaper. It rings three times, before a middle aged man picks up.
"Hello? What do you want?" The man asks. His voice is gruff and you wait a moment before replying.
"Um, I'm Y/N, and I would like to apply for the night guard job?" You say into the phone, sitting onto your bed.
"Is this a prank?" The man asks, and you shake even though no one can see.
"Uhm, no sir, it isn't." You reply, twirling a piece of your H/C.
"No? Okay, sure. Come over at 11." And then he hangs up.
You place your phone down and do a happy dance. "Yaaay." You whisper.
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The wind blows your H/C as you walk towards the pizzeria. Childhood memories flow back and you smile to yourself.
You push open the door and you smell pizza, immediatly transporting you back to when you were a child.
You decide to head to the office now, instead of waiting. You couldn't wait to see your old friends! You imagined their faces when they see you...
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It turns twelve, and then a phone goes off and you grab it, holding it to your ear. "Hello? Hi! Uh, I wanted to record a message to help you get past your first night."
"Um, I actually worked there before you. I'm finishing my last week now, as a matter of fact."
"I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Um, you'll do just fine. So, lets focus on getting you through your first week."
"Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know. Um,"
"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person.Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced."
"Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No"
"If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too."
"So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay."
"So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh...Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long."
You shiver at this... wandering at night thing. Creepy.
"Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87. Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?"
Your mind flicks back to that day and you gulp. You had been there. Could've done something. Saved the girl.
"Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person."
Your eyes widen. Won't regonise you as a person?
"They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit."
Your mouth drops open and your eyes widen, almost popping out of your head.
"Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death."
Now your pretty sure that your going to puke. Death? "Why didn't they tell me about this?" You whisper.
"Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh."
You close your eyes for a moment and breathe in and out. Maybe... maybe you could get out now...
"Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night."
You see the tablet lying on the desk and grab it, flicking through the camera's. Bonnie's gone. You bite your lip.
How are you meant to live through this?
A/N:
Hope you enjoyed it :)
Bear xxx
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