FNAF: Things Are Never What They Seem (1)

Gods I'm such an idiot for taking this job. Most people would have gone for a waitress, or a cook. Oh no, not me, I had to be a fucking night guard at a pizzeria that has had rumors of the animatronics stuffing you into a suit if they found you. You guessed it, I work at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. After talking to the recently promoted manager, Mike Schmidt, about the job all he did was warn me to listen to the recorded phone calls each and every night. And then he gave me a slip of paper with a number on it and said to call him if I needed anything.

Now I'm here, my first day on the job. The pizzeria looks so creepy at night. Only a few lights were on inside and I could see Mike behind the counter waiting for me. It was 11:47 so I wasn't late. As I walk into the doors, Mike immediately looks up at me and smiles.

"Welcome, Miss Bunny," he greet warmly with a hint of sarcasm.

I smirk and say hello to him. I couldn't shake the eerie feeling of being watched, and I don't mean by Mike. I cast a glance at the animatronics on the stage. The ones from my childhood. Well, sorta anyways. They looked about the same but it was clear that someone had been keeping them clean, and even refurbished them a bit. They looked more kid friendly than before. Bonnie the Bunny, Chica the Chicken, and Freddy Fazbear himself. Chica had been my favorite, along with Foxy the pirate.

"So I'll be giving you a small tour of the place before you get started," Mike stated.

"Oh, uh okay," I say while following him past the stage.

He takes me to a door labeled 'Backstage'.

"Here is where the extra suits, endoskeletens and mask are... But uh, I wouldn't suggest looking inside them... Not right now at least... Yeah we need to get a janitor in here soon... Anyways, moving on. Come this way please."

He led me to a place I knew as Pirates Cove. I was excited, I hadn't seen Foxy since I was six... And that was about fourteen years ago. But my heart sank when I saw the out of order sign. I sighed.

"What happened to Foxy?" I ask, looking at Mike.

"Hm? Oh he works just fine, but he's not quite ready to preform for the kids. He still needs a little refurbishing," he says. "Keep in mind though, he doesn't like being watched."

I have Mike a look that resembled something like 'what the hell have you been smoking' mixed with 'are you on medication for this'. He ignored me and we carried on through the tour quickly. We made it to the night-guard office by 11:58.

"Now remember, only the audio works for kitchen camera so you'll have to pay close attention to that one. Well, I'll be off now. Remember, call if you need anything and listen to the recordings. They're not recent, but it's the best we have for help. Good night."

And with that, he was gone. Leaving me alone in this hell hole of a pizzeria. I sigh and sit in the cushy office chair, hitting the play button on the phone machine.

"Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?

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.'"

... Well that's beautiful...

"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. 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?"

Uh, excuse me?

"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. 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. 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. 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."

This is going to be a fun night, I can tell. I check the stage camera. All three of them were there. Good, they can stay there.

"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."

Oh haha, good night my ass...

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2:43 AM

82% power

"Bonnie, where the hell are you?" I mumble to myself. "Wait..." I look at the door way. Shit. I punch the light button and Bonnie's face lights up for a split second before I hit the door button. I check the other light before returning to the camera.

CAM 1C empty

CAM 7 -video disabled- noises... Found you Chica.

CAM 1A Freddy is staring into the camera... Okay, creepy.

I set the tablet again and hit the light button to my left to see if Bonnie was still there. And he wasn't, surprisingly enough. I open the door and check the other door. No Chica either. Well, this wasn't so bad... Now that things have calmed down quite a bit, I relaxed some.

An animatronic hummed from down the hall. I check the camera to find it was Bonnie, and that Chica was no longer in the kitchen, but in the bathrooms. Tonight seemed to be relatively easy, which scared me the most for some reason.

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5:59 AM

22 % Power

I counted down the seconds until Six AM struck. Come on, it's so close. Bonnie was backstage and Chica was in the kitchen. Freddy remained on the stage and I never saw Foxy. I glanced at my watch again.

Five… Four… Three… Two… One!

The alarm rang for Six AM and I was out the office doors, down the hall, into the dinning area, flipping the bird at the animatronics that were now on stage, and bolting out of front doors. I nearly trampled over Mike, but thankfully he caught me before I could fall and bring him down with me.

"Rough night, Bunny?" he asks, genuinely seeming concerned.

"Actually, no not really. They weren't that bad, but I understand what you mean by the kitchen thing being tricky. Anyways, I'm off to bed. See you tonight!" I say, heading towards my car.

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Mike

Well, she's a strange girl. Wanting to come back after probably being terrorized by the Fazbear group. Then again I kept coming back after my first night. The fourth night was the worst though.... Oh shit! That's right, the phone recording... I need to get rid of that before then...

I walk into the building and wave to the now in place animatronics, and Chica waved back a little while Freddy and Bonnie nodded in my direction. They seemed to be talking about something.

"Get guys, how's it going?" I ask as I approach them.

"Hey Mike. Just talking about the endoskeleton that was here last night... It seemed really jumpy," Freddy says.

"Yea, like it didn't wanna be put in a suit like it's supposed to be," Chica added.

"Oh, well... Guys, that wasn't an-" I try to say.

"Don't try to fool us Mike. We knew it was an endoskeleton. And if we see it again, it's being put in a suit. Right, guys?" Bonnie says, looking to the other two for agreement. The both nod their heads.

Great. I'm going to have to warn Bunny to be extra careful tonight.