Disclaimer - I do not own "Five Nights at Freddy's" or its characters.

[A/N - Hello! This story is just a little project I'll update (somewhat) regularly. It's a collection of 1st person POVs of tge characters of the FNAF franchise, except the protagonists (the night guards, the child from FNAF 4 and the technician from Sister Location).

I hope you enjoy it, and if you do, go ahead, review and favorite! :-D]

Freddy Fazbear

Why, good evening, young man. What brings you here at Freddy Fazbear's at such late hours? Ah, I see - you are the new night guard. Didn't expect you to be so young, to be honest. What a shame...

I'm sorry, Mr. Night Guard.

Hm? Oh no, don't mind me, Mr. Night Guard. Just... old Freddy talking to himself. It's a sign of wisdom, I reckon, when done properly. Ah that's right - I haven't introduced myself yet! Goodness, that was rude of me... Ahem, allow me to conduct a proper greeting this time around then. Good evening, Mr. Night Guard, it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Freddy Fazbear; I am the lead singer of the Fazbear band, and it is my duty to ensure that the children who visit our estabilishment are safe and happy.

Yes... That is my job. But I've failed before... Due to my incompetence, fifteen years ago...

I'm sorry, children.

A-ah, my apologies - there I go, talking to myself again...! No, it's nothing to worry about, Mr. Night Guard, no need to be concerned about the past mistakes of an old grumpy bear such as myself. My siblings and I are dealing with it the best we can; it is our responsability after all.

Oh, that's right! You haven't gotten the chance to meet them, all with the doors always being closed when they approach your office... Please, do not fret - I assure you that they are not angry about that. They know that it is for the best... Especially that Bonnie, ha. Such a kind and cheerful soul he is. I understand that he can look a bit, how should I put this, off, due to his eyes and mysterious lack of eyebrows, but trust me when I tell you - if he had the chance, there's nothing that would please him more than to play with you and give out random hugs. He sure loved cudding...

I'm sorry, Bonnie.

Chica and Foxy might not be as docile, but they are both friendley and amusing... in their own individual ways. I trust you haven't approached the kitchen? Ah, excellent - that is Chica's "sanctuary", so to speak, and she doesn't appreciate it whenever someone steps foot in it. Bad experience from one too many of Foxy's pranks, I suppose.

Yes... Those were the days... You see, back then, back when things were... much better than what they are now, we were able to roam the pizzeria and go wherever we wanted. Ah I miss it... Interacting with the children... Chatting with "father"... Now we'll never be able to do any of these things... Never again...

Why, you ask...? Well... Regarding the fact that we are no longer allowed to roam the pizzeria during the day, I honestly am not aware of the details myself. It seems like there was an incident at another pizzeria where one of my fellow robots bit someone. Not one of my siblings, no. I believe we were shut down during that time... Yes, yes, the "Bite of 87", that's the one!

... Ah, so you've heard about it from someone who recorded messages for you... I see... T-that sounds like something that someome I knew would do, yes... Just like our Bonnie, he was such a kind soul, and yet I...

I'm sorry, father.

... I am terribly sorry, Mr. Night Guard... Yes, I'm afraid everything that man said in his messages is true.

... Yes, even that part...

I beg you, Mr. Night Guard, do not hate us...

Do not hold it against us...

As I said before, this is what my siblings and I can do to make up for our past mistakes. Those children lost their lives due to our innability to protect them, so now we allow them to live through us...

And this.. is what the children want...

Fufufu...

I-I'm sorry... I'm afraid I'm running out of time... The children are getting restless. I don't know why they make us chase the night guards, one after the other, but I have no choice but to comply... I have no choice... We have no choice... Just like we had no choice a week ago...

I am not laughing at you, Mr. Night Guard, please believe me... It's the child. She knows that your time is also running out. I tried... I swear I've tried my hardest... Soon, I won't have any will left. I'm afraid you'll be on your own then. Not that you haven't been able to handle it up until now! I must say, I'm quite impressed with your ability to last as long as you did. Then again, you did get mentored by him, in a way...

The backroom...? Ah I doubt that he'll still be there... But by all means, do investigate it. But may I suggest you do so during the day? It would be awfully reckless of you to wonder around at night.. I might not be able to hold out for as long as I'm doing now...

Oh goodness, the power ran out...? What awful timing... I'm sorry, Mr. Night Guard, it was my fault, wasn't it? The child almost never requests me to move out of the stage, truthfully, but once she does... Well... I believe she attempts to observe you, learn your method of watching over us or something of the sort. What a smart child she must be; if only she didn't use her intelligence for this...

... You know what will happen once my music stops, right? I... I won't be able to stop myself... Please... run.

Run.

I'm sorry.

Run.

I'm sorry.

RUN.