I'm just trying something out. Not sure if i will continue but i will be posting other stories as well and picking from them and seeing which one does good and will continue writing. I'll also be posting another story about Fairytail as well this week. Stay tune. So here is my story on Five Nights at Freddy's. Enjoy! I do not own anything only my characters.

Chapter 1

Walking home in broad daylight with his work clothes still on. The man walked sluggishly down the street to where his house was at. He wore a yellow polo shirt with olive green stripes at the sleeves, khakis, and a black cap which had the restaurants emblem on it,"Lil Ronald's Pizzeria." The cap protected his face from the hot afternoon sun that was beating down on him. He had his small backpack, which contained his regular clothes and other belongings, slouched over his shoulder like a sack. The man was just so unenthusiastic, he hung his head low as he walked down the long street. He didn't change after work and didn't care about double checking if he brought his phone with him or not.

Two young kids ran by the young man bumping into him on both sides. That didn't faze him at all. His eyes were plastered to the ground, watching his feet move as he walked. He heard light footsteps in the opposite direction coming towards him, that was the only thing that brought him out of his trance state. The man lifted his head to get a better look at the person. It was a woman around his age who was talking on the phone. The man tried to straighten up to seem attractive to the woman, but quickly remembered he was still in his geeky uniform. He hunched his shoulders and lowered his cap as the woman passed by him. She didn't seem to notice him at all, 'well nobody likes a busboy any ways' he thought to himself. 'Or at least former...Whatever I didn't like that job,' he took a deep sigh as he continued his walk down the street.

The front door to the mans house swung open with the sound of keys hitting the knob. Down to the right was the kitchen, a woman with light blond short hair popped her head out from underneath the door frame. "Back so soon honey?" She watched him as he tossed his keys in the bowl and head to the living room with his bag. "Or did you come early for lunch?"

"Ehhh." his voice trailed off and echoed through the hallway, the woman went back into the kitchen preparing lunch for the afternoon. She hummed a tune as she chopped vegetables and put them in a bowl. The man came into the kitchen with his shirt loosened and his hat off. His light brown medium length hair laid messy on top of his head. He picked up an apple from the basket on the counter and took a seat at the round table that was next to the window. "I got fired," he said nonchalantly as he bit into his apple.

The woman stopped chopping and whipped her head back, "Is that so?" She dropped the knife and walked to his side. She placed a hand on his shoulder and gave it a light squeeze, "it's okay, that job wasn't even for you anyways."

"Yeah I guess," he responded back and took another bite of the apple. "Hired another guy for I don't know, some shit reason." She returned to her position and got back into the rhythm of chopping. The man picked up the weakly news paper that was sitting on the table and flipped through it.

"So what are you going to do now."

"I duno…"

"Well the newspaper has some good jobs posted like gardening, baby sitting-"

"What am I like fifteen?"

"I just thought it would help." He scanned through the jobs list only reading the headings. He mumbled them out loud, "office work, door to door, waiter eehh…, security" 'Hmm doesn't sound bad what's next?' "Help wanted..."

"Oh, Steve?"

The man lifted his head and set the newspaper back in its place, "hm?"

"Stacy's going to a birthday party this afternoon. Want to join us?"

The man shrugged he didn't have anything else to do that day, "Uhh sure."

"Fantastic! We will leave after lunch." He only nodded. "Oh and it's at that fun place you always loved as a child. What was it? Ff-ff pizza…"

"Freddy Fazebear Pizza? Yeah I remember that place. I always wanted to work there when I got older," he laughs. His voice lowered, "well... I quickly grew out of that one."

"Yes, you were always so adorable when you were a child," she cupped the sides of her cheeks reminiscing the earlier days. "We haven't gone in a while now have we. Now your sister is going to experience all the fun."

"Yeah."

"Hey mom! Mom!" A young girl around the age of six almost seven ran into the kitchen with a piece of poster paper in hand. "Look what I draw. Look what I draw!"

"That's great honey, show big brother your beautiful drawing."

"Big brother's here?" The mother signaled with her eyes to where he was at. The little girl followed the look and spotted her brother. She ran towards him with arms wide open. "Big brother!" She hoped in his lap. "Look!"

He held her with one arm to keep her from falling off. "Cool. What's up."

"Why you back so soon?" She said in a cheerful voice.

"Oh, uh. I'm taking a break at the moment."

"Ooooh... Well that's great! Come on come," she pulled on his shirt. "Let's go play."

The mother butted in, "Stacy lunch is almost ready. Why don't you go wash up, then you can play with brother after lunch."

She let go of his shirt and hopped off his lap, "okay," and skipped out the kitchen and into the lower washroom.

After lunch the family got ready to go to the party. Steve dressed in a gray t-shirt and black pants with his hair slicked back. Everyone was out the house and int the family car. Stacy was bucked up in her booster seat in the back with her two teddy bears by her side. Their mother drove while Steve sat there looking out the window. "Hey honey? Can you look up these directions to the restaurant, they changed their original location. Martha gave me the address to the place, it's in my purse written on a piece of paper." Steve nodded and took the paper with directions out of her purse, and typed the address in his phone.

"It's not to far from the original location its more east, near that mini shopping center. The dead one."

"Okay, I know where it is at, thanks honey."

They arrived at the location pretty quickly and parked out in front of the restaurant. It was a rectangular building that sat at a corner with faded letters reading "Freddy Fazebear Pizza." From the outside the place looked like it wasn't running. The area was quiet and gave off this strange feeling.

"Coool!" shouted Stacy as she ran towards the building.

"Don't break away from mommy sweety. Stay close," the mother said walking behind her. Something about the place didn't seem right to Steve, but he ended up ignoring the thought from his head and following after his sister and mother. As he entered through the door he noticed a 'Help Wanted' sign on the window. 'Hmmm.'

"Welcome everyone," a jolly round man stood in front of a podium with a pen in hand. "Party?"

"Little Tommy's."

"Hmm. Oh there by the stage," the man signaled with his finger. "I'm just going to have you wear these bands so you can enter and exit anytime.

We got to where all the party guest were at, they were in front of the stage waiting for the performance to start. Steve looked at his surroundings with his hands tucked in his pockets. The hall was strangely long, to the right was where the show stage was and to the left was a room with a sign that read party room four. Near the left end seemed to look like there was another hall leading somewhere else. He turns and continues following his mother towards the stage.

"Ok sweety go have fun with the rest of the children." The little girl ran off into the sea of children cheering and yelling for the performers to come out. "It's very different from before isn't it honey?"

"Yeah. Well they did relocate."

"You saw that help wanted sign in the front of the building," she elbowed her son. The man nodded. "Now is your chance, you found your self your dream job."

Steve just laughed flashing his teeth, "what are you talking about. Naa I'm not good with children."

"Maybe its not with children, since you're out of work why don't you go and check it out. It wont hurt you. I think that man in front was the manager or something. Go ask him for more information."

Steve deep down thought it would be cool working at this place but didn't want to admit it. He practically grew up here, well in the older location. He might miss a good job opportunity if he didn't go and see what the job was about. What he didn't know was that he was going to get into something he might regret later.

The curtains finally opened and there, on the stage were three animatronics. 'man they never changed,' Steve thought. Their new design freshened up there older appearance. The animatronics started playing a song and all the children cheered. He never noticed how creepy they look if you stare at them for a while. As a child you don't think like that, it is all just fun and games. He finally turned heel and headed towards the entrance, but the man wasn't there anymore. He looked around to see if he could spot the man but he was no where to be found. He quickly spotted this lanky guy in the restaurants uniform. The guy was skinny and tall, his stance was pretty stiff and his eyes looked in the opposite direction from the singing animatronics.

Steve walked towards him, "hey," the man didn't answer nor move. "Hello? You work here right." The guy gave him a slight nod. "Ok, do you happen to know where your boss is or can I talk to your manager.

"Ehh. Sure," he said stiffly. His eyes carried bags which made him look droopy like if he hadn't been able to sleep in days. The guy walked down the hall to where the office seem to be. The hall looked long and dark and the guys figure completely disappeared in just a few steps. A few minutes later the guy came back with the manager behind him.

The round jolly man, now serious walked towards Steve, "anything wrong sir?"

"No, no, nothing at all I just wanted more information on your help wanted sign."

The man clapped his hands, "excellent!" He looked around, "let's go into the office." He signaled Steve to come along. They walked down the dark hall, "sorry for not introducing myself I'm Hanson," he extended his arm.

"Steve," he shook Hanson's hand.

"Well Steve welcome to Freddy Fazebear Pizza where kids and parents alike come for entertainment and food as far as the eye can see!" he chuckled to himself. Steve just looked at him weird. They finally reached the room, it was much smaller than expected. There was no door so it was just a wide open space. "Have a seat," said the man. He took a seat in the chair.

"So what's this job about?"

"Eager I see."

"Meh."

"Well, the help we need is someone to watch over the restaurant during the night." He lowered his voice, "Or to be more exact keep an eye on the animatronics."

"Why what's wrong with the-"

"Nothing, nothing at all," he cut him off. "You see we are at bad times right now. The restaurant will be closing soon, and we need someone to do this shift. We aren't asking for much. The pay isn't much either since we don't have much money and haven't had many people come and enjoy our attractions. The job would be from twelve to six. And all you do is sit in this office and check the cameras here and there for any… suspicious activities. You'll have a flashlight we will supply you with, but don't use it too often because it can run out, and you don't want that," he laughed. "Pretty simple right? Any questions? Oh and if you do apply you will have to sign some legal documents." The man turns around and looks for the papers on the desk then turns back. "It just says the rules you have to follow by and at the last page is a contract saying you will work at least five nights. And if you don't like your job you can quit anytime after completing your last night.

"Sounds great."

"Good good any questions?"

Steve shook his head. "Well I'm interested."

"Excellent so would you like to start tonight?"

Steve thought, 'I guess sooner the better I've never worked as a night guard before. He said I have a contract to work for five days then I can quit after if I don't like. Seems good.' "Sure, pass me the papers now." He didn't bother reading through the stack of papers he had to sign. He just scribbled his name on the highlighted areas and gave the pen and packet back to the manager.

"Ok we are all set. Thanks for your time. I'll meet you out front ten minutes before your shift starts. Don't be late."

Steve gave him a nod, "alright then." He went back to the main area where all the attractions were at. He met up with his mother who was standing with the other parents. The kids were having fun running around.

"Hey honey. How did it go?"

"Good. I ended up applying for the job."

"That's great!"