Matt watched the clock slowly ticking, turning to one in the morning. He let out a groan of boredom and put his head on the desk in front of him, the fan his only company in the office. Nearby there were animatronic animals he knew, but they were too risky to approach. He'd been warned time and time again by his coworkers that they were likely to kill him if they got their hands on him, yet his desperation for work kept him at the pizzeria.
"Part of me wants to just get killed by those damn robots," Matt muttered, looking back at the monitor.
Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy were all in their proper places still, giving the night guard nothing to worry about or do. He sank lower into the chair, listening to the fan creaking. His eyes roamed over the poster and picture covered walls that surrounded him, remembering the days when he was a child and he would come to Freddy's every weekend with his family. Then in 1987, they refused to let him go back. He didn't find out until he was a young adult that one of the animatronic animals had bitten a child, which is why he was kept away for so long.
A soft groaning and thumping caught his attention and he quickly checked all the cameras to make sure he wasn't in danger. He finally spotted in the dining area a familiar face in the darkness. He could barely make out the face of the owner of the restaurant, William Afton, seemingly floating through the restaurant. Nicknamed Purple Guy by his employees, William was an eccentric man who always wore all purple.
"What's going on?" Matt asked when William entered the security office.
"Oh, nothing. Just wanted to come and visit," William shrugged.
Matt stared at his boss, thrown off by his sudden appearance. For the past few months of being a guard, he very rarely saw his boss, let alone talked with him. This was the first time William had made an appearance at night in the restaurant, and Matt was unsure what to think.
"I'm not in trouble, am I?" Matt asked after a moment of silence.
"Oh, no. I just thought I'd say hi. Maybe do some paperwork. Do a little maintenance on the animatronics," William said.
Matt nodded slowly, still unsure of what to think about what was happening. He nervously reached up and shifted his hat, not knowing how to continue the conversation.
William helped, much to Matt's relief, "I'll be in my office. Don't be afraid to come say hi. And hey, if I happen to stay till the morning, maybe we could get some breakfast."
Matts eyebrows furrowed, thrown off by this comment, but he nodded regardless.
"Sure… I guess," he said quietly.
William left the security office and left Matt once more alone with the creaking fan. Matt turned back to the monitor and clicked through each camera, checking on the animatronics again to make sure none had moved. A few times before he had to shut the doors and say a silent prayer when he found them right outside the office doors, and he was always wary of them. As much as he often thought he wouldn't mind being dead already, he knew deep down that he didn't want to go at the hands, or rather paws, of robotic animals. His mind began to wander to his family life, or rather lack of family life, and he lost his focus from the monitors.
"By the way," William said, poking his head back into the security office and startling the young man, "Keep an extra close eye on Freddy tonight. He looked like he wanted to cause trouble when I passed him coming in."
"R-Right," Matt stammered, "I will."
William left once more, and Matt took his boss's advice, returning his focus back to the monitor and cameras before him. It was a slow and boring job, but for a shy and quiet guy like Matt, it was one of the best options for work. It gave him money to sit alone and not be bothered by other people.
"Man, I hate this job," Matt said, "But at least it's something."
The time passed slowly, minutes turning into hours. Right as Matt felt himself beginning to doze off, William knocked on the window to the security office, startling him.
"Your shift is almost up. Do you still want to get breakfast with me?" William asked.
"Uh, I don't know. I'm a bit tired. And I can't really afford it right now. I have to pay rent tomorrow, and need groceries," Matt said.
"My treat," William offered, "Besides, I want to discuss plans for expansions with my best employee."
"Best?"
"You've had no sick days, never came in late or clocked out early, you keep safe and keep my restaurant safe."
"Oh. Well, I guess we could get something…"
William smacked Matt's shoulder playfully, nearly sending the blonde man tumbling to the floor, "Let's go!"
"It's not six yet," Matt protested, "I can't leave."
"Oh, everything is fine!"
A thumping and creaking outside the door caught their attention though, as if to prove William wrong. Matt hit the lights and found Freddy outside the door.