Hi! it's me, melissatheallpowerfulwizard, and the story I have for you today is based on a music video I saw recently. Ava G Timber. Just imagine Timber playing while you read this. But I will not be posting the lyrics to the song. It is a rule of the app. I apologize for any inconvenience. I love you all! Keep Calm and Fanfiction on!
Friend: Melissa does not own FNAF or the song Timber. In the comment section, please suggest a name for me. I'm fucking tired of Ms. wizard here calling me friend. Enjoy
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Chapter 1
It was midday, the busiest time at Freddy's, when a young women entered the establishment. She had brown hair and emerald eyes. Her skin was fair but deblemished, no freckles or birth marks. But at the same time, she had her individuality. She was wearing a cowboy hat, a red plaid shirt, blue jeans, and cowboy boots. She had a piece of hey in her mouth, chewing on it inconspicuously. She walked up to the man at the booth.
"Where is the office? I have an appointment with Mr. Fazbear."
The man blushed, clearly not used to having the opposite sex talk to him, or notice him for that matter.
"Err... r-right this w-way um..."
"Ya can call me Grace. Ya'll have a nice restaurant, can't wait to be the night guard of this joint."
She leaned in closer and whispered, "I have a loaded pistol and a box of clips, six knives, a metal baseball bat, and a farm girl."
The man gulped nervously, clearly afraid of the redneck teen.
"Ah. H-here we a-are M-Ms. Grace."
"Thanks for the help."
She slapped him on the back and made her way into the office. Mr. Fazbear greeted her warmly, as she had expected.
"So, when do we start?"