The Cutie Mark Crusaders spend Five Nights at Freddy's

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the properties shown in this work. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic is property of Hasbro, and Five Night at Freddy's was developed by Scott Cawthon. Constable Mullins and Constable Konik are original characters developed by the author.

Day One: Prologue

"Well, lion taming ain't our special talent," said Apple Bloom as she finished wrapping a bandage around her leg. She sat with two other fillies with blank flanks; Sweetie Belle, a white unicorn, and Scootaloo, an organge pegasus, in their clubhouse on the outskirts of Sweet Apple Acres.

"Yeah...good thing Fluttershy was able to calm Leo down before even more damage was done," commented Sweetie Belle, a bandage around her head.

"Well, things would have gone fine if that meerkat and warthog hadn't shown up," noted Scootaloo, picking up a nearby newspaper and opening it.

"It was a good idea, Scootaloo," said Apple Bloom, noting her friend's tone.

"Yeah it was a good idea...hold on, I've really got it this time!" exclaimed Scootaloo, holding up the newspaper and pointing to an advert in the help wanted section. Leaning in closer, the other two fillies read the advert.

Freddy Fazbears Pizza

Family pizzeria looking for security guard to work the nightshift. 12am to 6 am.

Monitor cameras, ensure safety of equipment and animatronic characters.

Not responsible for injury/dismemberment.

All the pizza you can eat!

120 bits a week.

To apply call,

1-888-FAZ-FAZBEAR

"Oh, oh, all the pizza you can eat!" exclaimed Sweetie Belle excitedly.

"Yeah...I was thinking more about a security cutie mark...but even if we don't get our cutie marks, pizza is great," replied Scootaloo.

"Yeah, and 120 bits a week would be extra spending money," noted Sweetie Belle.

"Hey, girls...what does 'dis-mem-per-mint' mean?" asked Sweetie Belle.

"Not sure...but injury? We suffer those at least once an episode anyway," replied Scootaloo.

The three ponies high hoofed each other, and left the tree house...

"Hmm...don't you foals have school?" asked an earth pony with a black ponytial and goatee. The older pony and three foals were in a small office in the back of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. The small office was not unusual in the slightest; just the usual desk, phone, filing cabinet, and chairs. There were a few "Best Pizza" awards from several years ago, along with a motivational poster with a kitten hanging on a branch.

"Summer break just started a week ago...though, when school starts, we'd have to quite," replied Scootaloo.

"I see," said the pony, scratching his chin. "Well, since yous all are minors, I'd have to have your parents and/or guardians sign a release form...here you go...now, why do you little ponies wanna work here?"

"Well, you see, sir, we are the Cutie Mark Crusaders, and we're looking for our cutie marks. So we thought maybe we can get a security cutie mark," said Scootaloo, the other two filly's nodding in agreement.

"I see...well, I can't guarantee no cutie marks, but you do this job, yous alls will get one-hundred and twenty bits," said the pony.

"Alright! We'll get those forms signed!" excitedly said Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, racing out of the office.

"Um...say, Mister Manager...I'm kinda an orphan, without any parents and/or guardians..." said Scootaloo sheepishly.

"Oh...so no one would miss ya if something happened?" said the older pony, raising an eyebrow.

"Um...I have friends...and Rainbow Dash, a Barer of an Element of Harmony, is my semi-adoptive sister...so ponies would miss me...and besides...why would you ask something like that?" asked Scootaloo, raising an eyebrow of her own.

"Ha ha ha...just a little joke, kid," said the pony.

"I'm not a goat..." Scootaloo muttered under her breath.

"Anyways, yeah, yous can just sign yaself up," said the older pony, handing Scootaloo a form and pen. Scootaloo quickly signed and departed the office.

"Now Apple Bloom, why da hay ya wanna stay up all night for...one-hundred and twenty bits? Now the labour you provide here is a lot more valuable," said Applejack. All around the kitchen table was the Apple family: Applejack, Big Mac, Granny Smith, and Apple Bloom. Although legally Granny Smith was Apple Bloom's guardian, most decisions were made as a family, as was the case here.

"Ah mean, Ah could still do some work in the day and weekends, and it would only be the summer," protested Apple Bloom.

"Big Mac, what do ya thing?" Applejack turned to her big brother to back her up. To her surprise, Big Mac said,

"Ah think her tryin' out new kind 'er work is a good idea," said Big Mac. In truth, Big Mac had selfish motives for wanting Apple Bloom away from the farm. Lately, with the hyjinks of the Cutie Mark Crusaders ever increasingly annoying him, he found his dreams...disturbing. Like locking the CMC in the basement of the cellar and...he did not want to think about it. He imagined it was likely some sort of PTSD from war, and he should go see a therapist, but with the family depending on him, he just had not found the time to go seek a therapist out.

"Well, how 'bout you, Granny Smith?" asked Applejack.

Granny Smith rubbed her chin a bit before replying.

"Now seems to me Ah remember a certain filly goin' all da way to Marehatten to seek her cutie mark..." said Granny Smith.

Getting the message, Applejack accepted defeat. "Alright...ya just be careful, now. You are security for a reason..." said Applejack. Apple Bloom barely heard her sister as she smiled widely.

"You would be up all night, and then a sleep of the day?" asked Rarity, looking over the form Sweetie Belle had given her.

"Yep! Maybe I'll get a security cutie mark," said Sweetie Belle.

"Well...since it is summer..." said Rarity.

And it would keep you out of my hair...

"Okay, Sweetie Belle, I'll ask Mommy and Daddy to sign this form, and you'll be good to go...when do you begin work?" asked Rarity.

"Tonight," answered Sweetie Belle.