Guards With Their Toys

Chapter 1: Introduction

It is 1987.20 year old Jeremy Fitzgerald is in his office at Freddy Fazbear's,doing his night shift job. He works from 12 to 6 A.M. for $100.50 a seemed simple when he accepted it, but one thing he didn't know is he'd be fighting to survive. The animatronics were cheerful during the day,but blood thirsty at had to put a Freddy mask on when the Toys came and had to flash his light at the Withered to keep alive.

Jeremy sighed, tapping his foot. It was 3:48, a little less than halfway finished through the dreadful night. He picked up the cordless phone on his desk and dialed a put it to his ear as it rang.

"What is it?." His friend Fritz had asked

"Fritz, I'm scared."Jeremy then told him.

"What am I supposed to do about it?"

" Come over here and help me through the night."

"Ask Mike to do that."

" He wont, I called and asked earlier."

"Ugh...Fine, I'll be over in 15 minutes or less."

The call ending beep sounded through the phone as Jeremy put it back.

Around 3:45, Fritz had arrived and snuck through the pizzeria to get to the office.

"I'm here." He said.

"Thank you." Jeremy said.

Fritz picked up the monitor, then shrieked.

"Toy Bonnie's in the vents!"

Jeremy flipped his Freddy head on, saying,

" Just cover your face with your hands and hide under the desk."

The ginger did Bonnie, or Bon as he preferred to be called ,climbed out of the vent and stood in front of the knew the "Freddy" was Jeremy, but he... Couldn't attack for some odd like it created an invisible shield around the crawled back through the vent, letting the two guards get back to what they were doing.

At 5:30, they realized something; they had forgotten to wind the music box for a while! They realized when they checked the Prize Corner and saw the box empty! They freaked out and quickly wound up the music box, not knowing that it was too late. After a minute of winding, they set the box down and continued with their business. Well, until 5:56. They heard a deep shriek as a puppet sort of thing leaped at them with a dark purple orb in his all they remembered before they blacked out.

The 6 A.M. bell sounded throughout the building, making the animatronics get in their places. The pizzeria would open at 12 P.M.,so they had some time to recharge their batteries. A small 3-year-old brunette opened his bright blue eyes as the wireless phone rang. He climbed up on the chair and answered it.

" Hewwo?"

"Who is this?"

"Mike, dat 'ou?"

"Uh, do I know you? I'm looking for Jeremy Fi-"

Dis is Je'emy, you idiot!"

"No, you're just a little child."

"I'm sewious. Dis is Je'emy."

"You cant be serious. This is some sort of prank, isn't it? I bet it is."

"Mike, wisten. I'M JE'EMY FIZZGERALD!"

"I'm done arguing. I know you're not. I'll be by to pick him up in a few, so.. Yeah."

Jeremy put the phone back once Mike hung toddler was leaning against the had black round glasses, a miniature guard outfit on like Jeremy, freckles across his cheeks and nose, curly ginger hair, and dark brown eyes.

" Fizz is a twee-yee-o'd too?! Dear whord..."