Mike let out a puff of air. He was skimming through the camera, and was bored out of his mind. The only thing coming close to eventful was the music box he had to wind up (which he found entirely stupid, but hearing the rumors of this place, he wasn't gonna risk anything). Mike needed the money and as much as this place gave him the creeps, this was his only chance to pay the rent. He was glad nothing spooky had happened (minus the few creaks here and there) in the pizzeria. Also, the animatronics and balloon kid were remodeled to look more "cute", when in reality they looked more like Halloween prostitutes. At least that is what he heard from parents before entering the pizza place and actually having a look at the animatronics.

Mike glanced at the clock. 3:00 A.M. Time was going way too slow for his liking. Why couldn't anything fun happen? Something to at least keep him entertained. So far the rumors of this place being a haunted maniac seem to have become more like lies than actual truth. He was almost tempted to just let the music box play through the whole song. Almost.

3:15 A.M.

Mike groaned out in frustration and banged his head on the desk. Suddenly, he froze. Weird clanking noises echoed through the halls. He quickly winded up the box and checked the cameras. His heart nearly popped out of his chest when he saw new and improved Bonnie walking around.

Wha-How-No-Why-What?!

Animatronics weren't supposed to walk around. Especially when they are turned off. Mike just stared. His throat felt clogged up, making it harder to breath. The warning sign of the music box popped up again. He quickly got to work on that and then returned back to where he last saw Bonnie.

She was gone.

"Oh shit. Shit. Shit." His frantic search rewarded him with nothing. Moving away from the computers, he quickly flashed the light on each door. Bonnie's head was poking through the doorway. Fear left him paralyzed. He knew what had to be done yet he couldn't get himself to close the door. Mike was fascinated and terrified at the same time. He was thinking about pinching himself when Bonnie jumped into the office and smacked her hands onto the arms of the desk chair. Bonnie's giggle echoed through the office. It sounded like one of those psycho doll giggles. "You are quite different from the other night guards."

Her metal face tilted a slight bit to the right, her robotic eyes blinking once. "Usually they are all rude and fat. Ugly, too."

Mike didn't know what to do. His throat felt like a desert, his tongue felt like sandpaper, his voice was nowhere to be found, and his body was frozen smack dab on the spot. Metal gears creaked here and there as she tilted her head the other way. Another giggle left her mouth. "You are quite the opposite. Refreshing. New." Another blink. Bonnie stood up and crossed her arms. "Can you talk?"

Mike nearly gulped. He noticed that her smile was more of an evil smirk. "Afraid?" Her fingers trailed down his leg. "Good." Bonnie's eyes flicked toward his. "I enjoy killing those nasty jerks...but you give me more of a curiosity to see what's under all this before I slit your throat."

"When did you learn to speak with all these words?" Was the only thing that popped out of his mouth.

She laughed her creepy robotic-girly laugh. "When you spend your whole life with humans, you tend to know more than everyone lets on. You learn."

Mike slowly glanced at her hands. "You...Y-you won't kill me...r-right?"

Another tilt of the head. "Why not? If I don't, I'm sure the others will. And, you seem like a very nice prize to kill. Handsome. Never seen a guy like you work the night shift."

He gulped. "I...w-will...c-can we talk about this for a second? I clearly don't want to die." He pushed back hard with his feet, sending his chair flying back. Quickly, Mike jumped out. Bonnie giggled again and jumped after him.

"Running? Bad choice, my love."

It was like a tag-your-it game. Just with a minor twist. One was running away from death and the other was death. He was practically yelling by now. "W-wait! Explain to me why you want to kill me! At least give me that!"

Bonnie pinned him against the wall. A smile played on her lips. "I guess so. Since, your death is practically here already." Her hand snaked its way onto Mike's neck. "You'll look good in a suit..."

His eyes widened.

"See...this man once killed us. So, now we kill whoever stays at night, hoping it is that person who took our lives away from us at such a young age." The hand tightened.

Warning signs had been already beeping, but Mike couldn't do much about it with a purple, sexy bunny on his tail. Music started playing by itself and he was pretty sure that was most definitely not a good sign. Bonnie giggled again. "Oh...you'll have fun with this one." She winked. "I can't wait-"

6:00 A.M.

Mike nearly screamed with joy. Bonnie angrily let go and let out a menacing growl before scampering away to get into her position. The music box song had stopped playing.

He wasted no time in getting his living butt out of there.