Darlene's POV:
"Darlene, when are you going to find a job?"
"I'm trying, mom! I just don't see anything interesting yet."
I flipped through the newspaper, trying to find a job that's interesting and gives me a reasonable amount of money. Boring…boring…boring…$20.00 a week?! That's outrageous!
Suddenly, my eyes stumble upon an add. I read it a few times. This is interesting, I thought to myself, and the money I receive is more than what I would expect.
I pick up my cell phone and dial the number on the add. Luckily, someone answered it.
"Hello. I see that you need a new security guard…"
-That night-
Normal POV:
"Shush girl. Shut your lips. Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips."
"Bonnie T…"
"Shush girl. Shut your lips."
"Bonnie T!"
"Do the Helen Keller and-"
"WILL YOU STOP SINGING THAT STUPID SONG?!"
"Sheesh, Chica T. All you had to do was ask."
Toy Chica grumbled at Toy Bonnie's remark. "You weren't listening!" she snapped.
"Now now, you two," Toy Freddy told them while drinking a cup of tea, "Let's not start fighting again."
Just then, the older animatronics came by, along with Mangle, Puppet, and Balloon Boy.
"Guys, we have an announcement," Freddy told everyone else, "I overheard one of the workers say that there is going to be a new security guard starting tomorrow. I think he said her name is…Darlene?"
"A female guard?" Toy Chica said, surprised, "I wonder how this'll turn out."
"Does this mean we get to scare her?" Mangle asked, excited.
Freddy nodded. "You guys know the plan. It'll be just like the first guard. We'll make sure she'll never come to this place at night again."
