It had been a week since Mike Schmidt had been fired, giving the animatronics a whole week to ponder what their new scare tactics would be for the next guard. Or rather, endoskeleton. I wonder how so many endoskeletons are able to replace the previous one. Freddy Fazbear thought, as he stood onstage waiting for his servos to be unlocked, allowing him to roam the Pizzeria at night. The last one escaped the rules, and now we don't see him anymore. Maybe he was taken away somewhere else, and put back into uniform. That would explain the lack of a endoskeleton in the security room. Freddy then felt clicking within himself, and heard clicking from both sides, indicating that he, Chica, and Bonnie, were free to roam until 6 A.M.
They must have found a new endoskeleton to be put in the back room. Chica thought. I wonder why they are never in suits, though. It IS against the rules, after all. Chica then began making her way to the kitchen to make a pizza. Surely, this new endoskeleton liked pizza, right?
"Ugh. This is soooo boring!" Alex shouted, scrolling through the cameras. "Mike must have been some nutso who went insane on the job." Alex kept scrolling, until he came upon the stage's camera. "Wait, weren't there three robots onstage? Eh maybe I just mis-read the ad. I hope I don't turn into Mike. That guy was blubbering about some 'Foxy' and 'Golden Freddy'. I don't think it helps that one could easily mistake me for him, despite the major height difference." Alex continued to scroll through the camera's careful about this oh-so-precious 'power' that showed on his screen. He soon became bored, and checked the lights. "I wonder what these do-OAAA!" Alex shouted as he saw a giant yellow Chicken to his right. he tried to hit the door, and missed. He then felt something put into his lap, and heard clanking footsteps. He looked down, and saw a medium cheese pizza. He looked back at the door, to see nothing. He turned off the light, and took out a slice of pizza. He ate it as he scrolled through the cameras thoughtfully. Well that happened. He thought, looking at the stage. He found all three animatronics there. That certainly wasn't a fake pizza. In fact, it was fairly good.
The stage was full of very quiet whispers, loud enough that the three could hear each other, but not loud enough that the camera could pick it up. "You gave it a pizza?!" Freddy hissed, obviously angry with Chica.
"First off, it is a HE. I could tell by it's short cropped 'hair'. I still don't understand why they come like that, though. Second, it's his first night! We do take it easy on first nighters, do we not?" Chica reasoned, earning a grumble of an agreement from both Bonnie and Freddy. Finally, the look on his face was priceless. You should have seen how wide his eyes were! They were about the size of a dinner plate." Chica could barely hold back a snicker. She began chatting away with Bonnie as Freddy 'harrumphed' and continued to ponder what he would do with this endoskeleton. It apparently scared easily, and was programmed to be male.
At least I won't be alone when this one gets put back into a suit, considering Foxy being in disrepair. It's bad enough that I have to deal with these two girls. It'll be nice to be able to talk with another male for a chance. Foxy is either singing his pirate song, or sitting there in disrepair on the first night. The trio heard strange footsteps, as they saw the endoskeleton make a beeline for the restrooms.
"This is a bad time! I gotta go so bad!" Alex whispered to himself, as he bolted to the restrooms. He went into the first stall possible, and relieved himself. He then began talking with himself as gradually felt better. "So there are nearly silent, creepy robots that bring me pizza. I'm not sure if that was supposed to happen, but I'll have to leave a note on the robot for whomever made it bring me that pizza. As Alex zipped up his jeans, he pulled out a small bottle of hand sanitizer and he sped-walked back to the security room, where he found a fox-like robot sitting in his chair, tampering with the tablet. If it weren't for the fact that is was 3 in the morning, the fox looked like it was torn up around its midsection and feet, and the thing seemed to be roughly as tall as he was, Alex would have laughed. "Excuse me? Why are you in my seat, fox...thing…?"
Foxy turned to his right and saw a… What did mister Fazbear tell us they were when he first created us? Think, think, aha! A human! Not to be stuffed into a suit, he said. "I be sorry me matey! I didn't know this be your chair. There be no-one here when I got 'ere. So naturally I assumed that one of the others got ye." He said, his voice smothered with a very deep, pirate accent. Alex jumped back at hearing the fox talk, and vaguely recalled a fox from when he was a kid. Back when he came here with his friend and parents. "I be sorry if'n I scared ye, lad. I be meanin' ye no harm." Foxy explained, as he got up. Foxy found himself eye level with the human.
"No, no, it's fine. I seem to vaguely remember you from my childhood when I came here. Foxy, right?" Alex half stated, half asked.
"That be me name, don't go wearin' it out!" Foxy said, excited to know someone at least remembered him. He then pushed his lopsided jaw back into place, as he stared at the security guard.
"You were the pirate right?" Alex asked, earning himself a nod. "You always were my favorite." Alex said, rubbing his chin as he remembered once hugging the robotic fox. If Foxy had tear glands, he would have been crying right now. Instead, he found himself hugging the human, who was startled by the Fox's antics.
"I remember ye!" Foxy stated. "Ye were that brave lad that gave me a hug when I had fallen off me ship by accident! Ye were quite nice. I was surprised that ye gave me a hug. I didn't mean to frighten yer folks when I accidentally scraped yer arm when gettin' up." As if to confirm Foxy's robotic memory, Alex pulled up his sleeve, revealing a long scar from his elbow to his wrist.
"My parents were mad, and never brought me again, despite how little I cried from the cut, and how much I yelled at them." Alex said, not realising that there was a bear behind him. He then felt two strong pairs of hand grab his arms, as he struggled to get out of the robotic's grip. Foxy was shocked, remembering much about his first mate, who had called himself Alex before he accidentally hurt his little matey. Foxy couldn't move, while he was regaining all his memory.
"Come on, new guy. We're getting you in uniform." Freddy said, as he began walking towards the back room where the empty suit of a Freddy Fazbear sat.
"Gosh darn it! Let me go! I was just talking with Foxy!" Alex shouted, as the door to the back room was opened. He saw many heads, including a few of Foxy, and a Freddy Fazbear costume, propped up on the table. Noticing it's size, Alex began hyperventilating. "Oh god! Im not going to fit! Its going to be too small! Let go!" Alex shouted. He then heard chimes playing, and children shouting 'Yay!' as he was released from Freddy's iron grip. He looked at the clock in the back room. It read '6:00 A.M.' Freddy then walked out of the room, and back onstage. He also saw Foxy walking like a zombie, from the security room, to Pirate's Cove as he stepped outside. The only two things that crossed Alex's mind was that he, First, needed to post that note on the chicken, preferably out of view to anyone. The second thing was, he needed to work on his speech. In his seemingly last hour, he had said a 'that's what she said' line.
After carefully wording he sticky note, he ran up to the stage and up it on the back of the chicken's head. He then grabbed his stuff from the security room, and walked past Pirate Cove, where he heard a faint pirate song Foxy used to sing from when Alex was but a child.
Tomorrow will be a long night. Alex thought with a 'pff' through his pursed lips. He nodded at the workers that passed him at the entrance, the janitor giving him a thumbs up.