Sakura sat back in her chair. It was a rather plain but comfortable rolling chair. In the middle of a rather cramped and stuffy office. In front of her was a desk that was covered in trash and papers and old trinkets that were probably left behind by the shift before her. Seriously these people were slobs. There was also a very odd looking cupcake with eyes on it… creepy.

The office she was sitting in was the security office of Freddy Fazbear's Ramen Palace. A place that was in a small village in a small country. It was apparently a famous place among the locals, for its food, entertainment in the shape of strange animal shape puppets, and its dark history. Apparently a few murders happened around this place. The management was apparently STILL trying to deny it, but it was talked about everywhere. Strangely enough that didn't stop people from coming by… or apparently breaking in.

Which is why SHE was here. The management decided to stop being cheap and so issued a C-rank mission to Konoha to guard the place at night from midnight to six am. Normally she would scoff at this kind of work, but she COULD be instrumental in stopping a murderer… so when Tsunade had asked her to take it, she took it. Besides if things were as slow as she figured they would be it would give her some time to study a few scrolls Tsunade gave her. After all she was only year two into her apprenticeship. She still had a long way to go to becoming a medic nin of Tsunade's caliber.

She had it all set in her head. She would just relax, keep her power usage in the room low, and check the cameras every ten to fifteen minutes in order to limit the energy drain. THAT was a big thing. Apparently the people were so cheap they couldn't get a good generator for night shifts. She only had a limited amount of power she could use. But that was fine. She was a ninja. Not only that, but she was a medic. Conserving supplies and stretching things out were her forte.

She was just getting settled and about to do her first sweep of the restaurant when the office phone went off… That gave her a jump. Who would be calling her? Before she could even start to pick up the receiver a voice rang out... huh that was interesting.

"Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night." Pre-recorded? Very interesting. And very nice of this man. "Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?" Okay, though seriously this won't be THAT bad. It seems simple enough.

"Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know." Of course there is something like this. What was with bigwigs and their legal speeches? "Um, "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Ramen Palace. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person." Of course they wouldn't be. Figures they would be worried about that. "Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced." Wait, what was that last part? Cleaned and bleached? What?

Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know," SOUND bad? Wasn't that ACTUALLY bad? "but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night," What? "but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too." Irritable? What do you mean irritable? "So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay.

So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh...Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87." What? "Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?" WHAT!?

"Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on." Wait.. did he hesitate just than? On the mostly? Why would he hesitate? And how would they think I was an endoskeleton? What IS an endoskeleton? "Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit." Ummm okay? that's bad why? Besides being humiliating? "Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death. Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh." Of… course. Wait what's animatronic?

"Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up." Now why wouldn't they do that? "But hey, first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night."

Great. Just great. Now only did she have to worry about possibly murderers and punks, but now she had to worry about three killer animal things, that apparently were more than just simple puppets. C-rank her ass! This was at least B-rank… She sighed to herself and rubbed her eyes with her pointer finger and thumb. Oh well. Shouldn't be too hard. Just.. decrease the time between checks to five to ten minutes… and probably no reading the scrolls. Besides how bad could it be? They were pretty big from what she saw, but the place wasn't small. It would take time to get to her office. That is of course if they made it over here. God why didn't she ask more questions during that brief tour? She thought they were just puppets that were controlled backstage. But now it seemed they were… what was that word? Animatronic? And moved on their own? What?

Why was she even taking this seriously? It certainly sounded like something too insane to be real. However she was a ninja. She could read between the lines. This likely happened before… and not just this bite the guy mentioned. Besides in her career and her time with Naruto she had seen some insane things, as well as the seemingly impossible happen. So why couldn't this? After all if a ship could fly without wings, a puppet could move without strings right?

She looked at the clock. Oh crap she missed a few of her sweeps. She quickly lifted the little viewing screen that was for the use of the night watchmen. It was very nice. Like something out of spring country. She first checked the show stage where the three animals were… and froze.

"Where's the rabbit?" She asked out loud and immediately started flipping through camera's until she spotted the purple suited thing in the dining room. It was just standing there… Though it appeared to be looking around. Okay… that was weird. So they really COULD move on their own. She went back over the other camera's just incase, stopping at the show stage seeing that the other two were still there. Than she set the tablet down, the screen turned off as soon as it was laid down on her lap.

So… there was more to this than she had first thought. But she couldn't panic. It was early yet… and despite the clues being told to her saying that the things could and would kill her if they got close… they might not even wonder down here. They could randomly wander around… Yeah. It was probably completely random. That made sense. About as much sense as a company that cleaned up after any possible murders before filling a missing persons report.. as COMPANY POLICY! So THAT was why part of the mission requirements was to see it through for at least a week.

She took a deep breath. No, no don't get too upset. She needed to keep her wits about herself and stay sharp. She took another breath and started doing some chakra exercises. She would need to focus. She didn't have Tsunade's strength technique a hundred percent down yet, but she would be damned if she wasn't at least prepared to force these things back.

After a few minutes she checked the show room… both were still there. The rabbit stayed in the dining area. That was good.

That became the habit. Sakura would do some exercise to stay calm and check the cameras. She stayed around the six seven minute mark. The rabbit puppet certainly seemed content with sticking to the dining area and supply closet, with the occasional visit to the beginning of the hall leading to her office. An hour into her vigil the chicken started roaming too. She seemed to like the restrooms and kitchen. And boy was that chicken loud in that kitchen.

It was two and a half hours in that she had her first close call.

It had been mostly quietly. She had been focusing on drawing on her chakra when she heard it. Quiet footfalls. They were so quiet she could only hear them because she was use to the sound. If they had been ninja she would place them at high genin or low chunin. But the only thing here were the animatronics, and those things were huge and clunky. No way they could be quiet. Than the footsteps stopped outside her door. She reached out and hit the light button. There standing in the doorway, was the rabbit. It was staring right at here. But seemed frozen in place. Quickly but calmly she let go of the light button and pressed the one for the door.

As it thudded into place she checked the cameras. And noticed that the power output was quite high. Seriously? the doors cost POWER? That was why he warned against their use. Alright it was noted. And the chicken was at the beginning of the hall.

She took a breathe set down the screen and look at the window on her left. She waited a few minutes and pressed the button for lights… she saw nothing in the window. She pressed the door button and then lit up the hall again.. nothing. She checked the cameras…

"Okay the rabbit is back in the supply closet, and the chicken…. oh no."

She quickly turned to her right and clicked the light button and almost screened. There was the chicken. Almost right in her office. She shut the door. "Oh god, it's okay. It still might just be a random thing. After all they have no one guiding them, and they seem to go away too. So it shouldn't be a big deal."

The next three and a half hours were a big deal. She shortened her break times between looks to 4 minutes. And she had to close both doors a total of four more times. By the end of the night.. as six am hit, she was down to five percent power, and was a nervous wreck. Those things had been persistent. ESPECIALLY that chicken. That thing seemed to hate leaving the door once it showed up. And the bunny just kept coming. It wouldn't stay for long but of her six total door shuts, he was four of them.

She would have to handle them better. She had to come up with a strategy. When she wasn't in the middle of a cramped room being pincered by two large puppet… animatronic… whatever you call them... animals. Oh god, now that the adrenaline was wearing off she was tired. Later in the afternoon after she woke up she would send a message to her teacher with a report. Let her know what was going on. also she would have to ask around about this bit of '87. That might be important. Maybe ask more about these murders. But that was for tomorrow. Now.. now was the time of getting back to the room that was being paid for her, and sleep.. maybe something small to eat too. She barely had any of her snacks, she was not about to even touch whatever unhealthy crap they served there, that she packed because of how hectic things got.

Yeah that sounded good. A light meal than some sleep. Tomorrow she would be fresh. And with her fresh mind she would come up with a strategy to deal with those two. Though she had to ask… why didn't Freddy go active? And what was behind that curtain in, what did the camera say it was? Pirate cove? What was there? And what was a pirate? And what were those things really? She would find out more tomorrow. After all.. how important could that be?