Chapter 1

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Time: 10:30pm

(Y/N's POV)
I hopped out of bed, excited for once. Finally, a break from here! Even if it is only a few hours. After quickly changing, I grabbed my phone and a snack, and ran out. I had bought a skateboard with money I slowly took from my parents when I did their laundry, so luckily I had a ride.
~Timeskip~
I finally arrived. Walking in, I checked the clock. 11:30pm. I noticed a paper on the desk and read it:
"Dear Y/N,
To your right is an elevator. It'll take you down to the animatronics. Hand-Unit will explain your job from there.
Sincerely,
William Afton"
I put down the paper and walked to the elevator. Half of the ride was silent, until Hand-Unit spoke.
"Welcome to the first day of your exciting new career! Whether you were approached at a job fair, read our ad at Screws, Bolts, and Hairpins, or if this is the result of a dare, we welcome you. I will be your personal guide to help you get started. I'm a model 5 of the Handyman's Robotics and Unit-Repair System, but you can call me Hand-Unit. Your new career promises challenge, intrigue and endless janitorial opportunities. Please enter your name as seen above the keypad. This cannot be changed later so please be careful."
The monitor suddenly swung out at me, making me jump. "There's no way that's not a safety hazard." I mumbled, struggling with typing in my name, due to the very glitchy keyboard.
"It seems that you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type, and I will auto-correct it for you. One moment. Welcome:
Eggs Benedict."
I facepalmed, chuckling slightly. "Not what I put in, but alright." I mumbled. After awhile, the elevator finally stopped.
"You can now open the elevator using that bright, red and obvious button. Let's get to work!"
I pressed the button. I don't know what I was expecting, but it sure wasn't this. There was a wall, covered in police caution tape, and a small vent at the bottom. "I have to go through there...?" I mumbled, kneeling down.
Climbing through the cold and cramped vent, I thought about what I got myself into. "This place is most definitely messed up." I told myself. Though, it was still better than home. I got out, stretching. Hand-Unit begin to explain button. Pressing the light button, I was confused to see Ballora wasn't working.
"Uh-oh! It looks like Ballora doesn't feel like dancing. Let's give her some motivation. Press the red button now to administer a controlled shock. Maybe that will put the spring back in her step."
I blinked, confused. "What?! Why do I want Dancy Pants to be mad at me?!" But still, I pressed the red button, flinching. The shock was way too powerful to be a simple "controlled shock".
"Excellent! Ballora is feeling like her old self again and will be ready to perform again tomorrow. Now, view the window to your right. This is the Funtime Auditorium, where Funtime Foxy encourages kids to play and share. Try the light! Let's see what Funtime Foxy is up to." Turning to Funtime Foxy, I frown to see that they too weren't working.
"Looks like Funtime Foxy is taking the day off. Let's motivate Funtime Foxy with a controlled shock."
I pressed the button, but when I looked at them again, they weren't moving still.
"Let's try another controlled shock."
I pressed the button again, praying that they would work this time. When I pressed the light button, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. But when I turned to look, I couldn't find anything. I furrowed my eyebrows, confused.
"Looks like Funtime Foxy is in perfect working order. Great job!"
I went to visit Circus Baby. I pressed the light button again, to see her also not working.
"Looks like a few of the lights are out, but we can fix that later. Let's encourage Baby to cheer up with a controlled shock."
I tried, sighing when I saw it didn't work.
"Let's try another controlled shock."
"Let's try another controlled shock."

I pressed the button a few more times, before hearing,
"Great job, Circus Baby! We knew we could count on you! That concludes your duties for your first night on the job. We don't want you to leave overwhelmed, otherwise you might not come back. Please leave using the vent behind you, and we'll see you again tomorrow."
I sighed, not wanting to go home. "I wish I could stay here." I mumbled to myself, crawling back through the vent to leave.

(I'm SO SORRY I didn't get update this till now!!!!)

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