chapter1: Beginnings

A young woman around her mid- to late 20's stood outside the door to a large restaurant with a brown cartoonish bear wearing a top hat and holding a pizza plate with well as one would guess a pizza. The bear looked quite happy and inviting as if asking you to drop in. Below the great cartoon brown bear with a top hat holding a pizza tray with a pizza were three words written in bold child appealing letters:

FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZERIA

Below the sign was the restaurant's motto: Where magic and fun come to life!

The woman sighed and stared at the newspaper clipping she had taken the other day, she held it up as if investigating it, she had looked it over time and time again. She went as far as to circling it with a bright red sharpie and taped it to the window of her car so she didn't forget. She grumbled and rubbed her forehead with a mixture of emotions, a small voice in the back of her head telling her to chicken out and work at the nearby by WcDonald's. Yet she told that voice to shut up, she looked at the newspaper clip yet again, the bear on it was far less appealing than the one on the building due to the bear in the picture being the actual bear who was an animatronic. She shuttered, she never liked things that were human yet quite weren't. Or things that tried way to hard to be human and get pretty damn close. Yet not close enough to make her feel better.

She shrugged and pushed all the unsettling emotions out of the way and sucked in a deep breath and opened the door, the smell was the first thing that had said hello to her. Pizza, the most amazing food known to man but somehow was, at the same time, disgusting and gross. She shuddered and nearly threw up her breakfast burrito when the smell of overly greasy pizza filled her nose. She had to resist the urge to facepalm herself. What had she expected when entering a pizzeria?

"ma'am?" A young woman around her mid- twenties asked her brought the woman from her thoughts "Are you alright? You look like you're going to faint!" she said looking a little nervous as she stood up and straightened her skirt. "How may I help you?" she asked replacing the earlier nervous one with a cheerful happy one.

"Oh uh..." The woman said blinking and extended the hand with the clipping in it as if that was the answer to life. She realized this and her cheeks heated up "I'm Michelle, Michelle Schmidt." she introduced herself. Michelle was by no means, a man's perfect woman. Yes she was beautiful no doubting that yet she did have certain physical flaws. She was around 5'5" and she will always be that short much to her dismay, beautiful jade green eyes that seem to radiate and glow in the right light, fair tanned skin due to her being excessively outside, a cute button nose that has sniffed gross pizza, a soft face with a small round chin, amazing cheekbone structure,beautiful shoulder-length brown hair that to the touch felt silky, and lips that screamed 'kiss me'. Yet the only thing she disliked so much of herself was her more... sexual traits, her breasts were, by no means noticeable, and that pissed her off. She had never been one to grow, at all. She had a nice figure but one that most men wouldn't pay attention to.

The secretary blinked and slowly extracted the clipping from Michelle's iron grip, "oh." the woman said her cheery face paling to the exact color Michelle's was moments earlier. "You... Came for the night job?" she asked quietly looking up at her with a sad look.

Michelle blinked as she were in slow-motion "Yes..." she answered nodding just as slow as her blinking was. "Has the position already been taken...?" she asked with a small ting of hope.

The secretary almost laughed "No, no the job is still wide open, I'm just surprised someone would take that position." she said standing up. And is if by some magical sorcery a quite overly rounded man wearing a flannel shirt, blue overalls and had a great white mustache that looked as if a giant furry white caterpillar had attached itself to his upper lip appeared.

"And who might this be Clara?" The old man's voice boomed despite his age, the young woman gasped and clutched where her heart was as if she was about to have a heart attack.

"Mr. Fredward!" she squeaked the same sound and pitch of that a mouse would make when spotted by a hawk. "You startled me!" she said laughing nervously her face looking as she was going to vomit out of fear.

Michelle, was still awkwardly standing there with wide eyes and tight, pursed lips as if wondering how such a large thing could enter the room so quietly and make such a loud noise.

"I apologize Clara" Fredward apologized deeply making a slight bow, which made Michelle hold in a giggle. "Again, who is this fine young lady?" he asked his attention from Clara to Michelle now.

"Ah that is Michelle Schimdt sir." Clara said with a small, polite smile as she straightened her skirt then her hair from the earlier fright. "She is applying for the night guard shift." Clara explained. Mr. Fredward looked surprised and nodded, looking Michelle up and down as if looking for something.

"She's hired welcome aboard!" Fredward said his voice booming again, his voice was loud enough to where Michelle's teeth were clattering against one another. Michelle blushed and squirmed a little under the polite and overly happy stare of the business man. Michelle opened her mouth to speak.

"Why th- wait I got the job?!" Michelle said as if she had suddenly lost her voice "D-Don't I- I need a like... interview or something?" She asked as if pleading for one, why was she asking? She had gotten the job.

"Well we're desperate for a night guard, and, as seeing as you are more than happy to be a night guard here you're hired!" Fredward said smiling beneath the white mustache "Now go get some sleep and get here at exactly 11:00 P.M. and don't be late!" He said spinning on his heel somehow not falling over and began to walk away at a brisk speed.

Michelle and the secretary were left there alone in the lobby of the pizzeria, the only sounds coming from the show room where the horde of screaming children were, not to mention the animatronics. "O...k..." Michelle said blinking a couple times and rubbed her eyes.

"Sorry about that hon, Mr. Fredward is... strange like that." Clara said sheepishly and rubbed her arm "Well go make yourself acquainted with our cast!" She said with a strange fake cheerfulness as she sat back in her chair and went back to "organizing her papers". If playing VegetableSmash counted as organizing papers she was doing a fantastic job at it.

Michelle nodding doing as she was suggested to do and walked into where the screams of children and the foul odor of pizza were coming from. It was a huge open room like one would expect from a pizza parlor. Tables with party hats currently used or knocked aside, chairs pushed into place or knocked onto the ground, and plates upon plastic plates of eaten, half- eaten, or untouched pizza slices all of varying sizes and toppings. She grimaced seeing the amount of children.

It wasn't like she didn't like children, its the problem when a room full of children, meant for children, was in total chaos because of children. She remembered almost 16 or so years ago being here... being one of those annoying children. She shuttered and shut the past out and stared as the room suddenly darkened. The same way the lights went off the children went off as well.

A bright, overly happy voice of a man came on the loud speakers. "Hey kids who's ready for Freddy?" he asked, the children erupted with cheers, squeals, and screams of agreement. "Whats that? I couldn't hear you!" The voice said, somehow the children got louder than they did before going to such volume to where Michelle's ears rung.

"Alright you guys sounds ready to meet!" The man voice said "Now prepare for fun!" he said and his voice cut out as the curtains to the stage opened revealing three animatronics: A yellow chicken holding a cupcake and wearing a bib that said 'Let's Eat!', a giant purple rabbit with a bowtie and a guitar, and a giant brown bear with a tophat and a microphone.

The bear was to speak up "Hey kids!" he said as his mechanical arm lifted up and he jerked left and right in a strange form of waving, his voice was the thing that Michelle mainly honed in on, she would've expected the voice to sound fake and obviously cheesy... but this was different, it was as if a guy was actually behind the suit, he didn't sound overly happy or faking cheer. it felt genuine as if he was actually happy to see these little monsters in his home. "I'm Freddy FazBear and welcome to my pizzeria!" he said, his mechanical mouth moving in sync with his words.

"And I'm Bonnie the Bunny!" The rabbit said introducing itself, she wanted to call Bonnie a girl due to it being a girl's name but then again, it was more masculine looking and such. In one hand Bonnie held its guitar on one hand and had the same strange jerky wave as Freddy. Yet it's voice... The voice was something she didn't like, it sounded quite feminine but it had a strange male tinge to it and sounds much to faked.

Then was the chicken, "And I'm Chica the chicken!" the terrifying chicken stated raising her cupcake and waved at the crowd with her offhand. Just like Bonnie her voice seemed faked and irritating to listen to and quickly lost her interest.

Freddy spoke up again, "Now, we're gonna start our afternoon off with a nice jam!" He said raising the mic to his mouth as Bonnie's fingers moved as if plucking strings. It was a strange song, they sung about pizza mainly but mostly about having fun at Freddy's, following the rules, blah blah. blah. Michelle had passed out at some point and woken up with a gross sticky feeling on her head.

When she reached up her hand immediately came back down when she felt a strange sticky feeling, she panicked and saw a strange red substance on her fingers. She had a mini panic attack when she realized, it was, not in fact blood or a bodily fluid, but it was pizza sauce, she groaned and peeled a pizza off her head. Some little demon child had the brilliant idea of putting a pizza on her head for whatever damned reason. She grumbled to herself further reassuring herself how much she hated children.

She pulled out her phone and checked the time, '3 o' clock?' she thought 'I've been here for a whole hour?!' she thought as she stood up and yawned, 'better get home and "prepare" for tonight.' she thought as she turned around and walked back to the entrance ignoring the stares from customers and the small giggle from Clara when she walked out.

"I'm gonna hate this job..." Michelle grumbled to herself as she opened her car, got in and closed the door. She gave one more stare at the cartoonish bear and smiled slightly, it was barely noticeable but it was there as she turned the car over and exited the parking lot heading home.

End of Chapter 1

Haha that went smooth... kinda . _ . , I give cookies to people who can see my foreshadowing and terrible job at making fake names for things XD alright so I will post anotha chapter soon... ish. Don't worry you dirty horn dogs that came for the robo wangs you will get your fill ;D and excuse the shortness of the chapter its like 1:21 A.M. for me here XD