I REALLY RECOMMEND READING AT LEAST THIS VERY FIRST A/N
Hey guys! I have been completely obsessed with Five Nights at Freddy's (FNaF as I will call it). I've only been playing it for a short time but I can't get it out of my head. So what better way to try to help that than writing about it! :P
The story will take place in 2000 with the main character (my OC) being 19. I think I did my math right. But that is only for the sake of timeline. Since I was not alive and even a thought in 2000, I have no idea what was what. So pretty much I am saying that it is 2000 for timeline but in reality it is pretty much 2015 or whatever year it might be before I even post this XD. Foxy will be the main animatronic in this fic, but the others will definitely be there with him.
Bonnie is going to be a girl in this fic. So Bonnie and Chica are the girls and Freddy and Foxy the guys.
I've always thought of Foxy as the scarier/more dangerous animatronic because of the sharp teeth and hook and everything that has happened to him. I'm not sure if that will play some part in this story or not but I'm letting you know. If you absolutely 100% hate Foxy you will probably absolutely 100% hate this fic. I won't judge if you turn back now after you read this. It means a lot that you even considered the fic. :)
One last thing . . . this isn't really based of a certain version. It will be FNaF 1's map set up but other than that it's pretty much an AU that's not really an AU. Confusing, I know.
Okay so I've wasted enough of your time so on to the disclaimer so the story can begin!
Disclaimer: I own nothing other than my OC and any other various OCs that make appear doing the story. I also do not own the cover of this story.
1987
Victoria's P.O.V.
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria was the absolute best place in the world! It had fun talking animals that sung and told really cool stories! I loved it here! Me and Foxy got along so well. He even told me I was his first mate, and said that the would announce it for everyone! Mommy said that's what Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie are about to do right now!
"I've heard that today is a very special day for one very special girl!" Freddy's sing-song voice cut over the quiet chatter. I blushed when I saw Foxy wink—it might have possibly been a blink with his eye-patch down—at me with what I could only assume was a smile on his face. "Victoooooooriaaaaaa!" Chica called out happily.
"Come out, come out, wherever you aaaree!" Bonnie jumped in. I bounced up to the stage not bothered by the way they sounded. I had a huge smile on my face as I stood on my heels waiting for them to call out Foxy. "So how old are you turning?" Freddy asked me.
"Six!" I waved my hands up in the air excitedly.
"Woah! Your getting older all ready! Do you feel any different?"
I thought about it. Did I? I think so. "Yes! I feel a bunch smarter like all the older kids that are in the grade above me!"
"You'll be as smart as your mom before you know it!" Chica agreed and Bonnie nodded.
Right on cue Foxy made a signal to Freddy that was meant to be obvious to all that it was his turn. "Oh! I almost forgot! You can't turn six and not get your very own first mate! Foxy! Your up!"
The pirate-fox jumped out from behind the purple curtains and quickly made his way to the stage before stopping directly beside me. "Hey Foxy!" I smiled up at the animatronic. "'Ey there Matey!
"Well come on everyone! Say congratulations to Foxy and Victoria, new first mates!" Bonnie urged. Everyone cheered and I smiled.
"Well lass, ya wanna hear some of me old pirate tales?" Foxy asked. My eyes instantly lit up. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Come on then!" Foxy walked off and I followed. I heard Freddy in the background tell the crowd that if they wanted to hear some of Foxy's stories to follow us to Pirate's Cove.
After three different tales I realized I had to use the bathroom. Really bad. I stood on my knees in the chair I had beside Foxy's. The pirate was also sitting and leaning slightly forward in a chair beside me. "Foxy, I need to pee," I whispered in his ear.
"Ya know where the bathroom be, lass?" I shook my head. "All ye need to do is walk out of The Cove and go down the hallway and ya will find your destination."
"Okay!"
I was drying my hands off on the brown paper towel when I heard screaming. I looked up when I heard the door open and my mom rushed in. "We have no go. Now!"
"But what about Foxy?"
"Foxy is very dangerous and could have hurt you, or worse. I should have never let you get as close as I did." My mom picked me up and rushed out of the bathroom. The main party room was in chaos. It took me a while to see why. A girl around my age was laying on the floor with her face—or lack there-of—completely covered in blood. Foxy was standing just behind her with blood splattered all across his mantle. He looked at me with a sad look in his plastic eyes. They were very realistic sometimes. I watched him the entire way while I was being carried out of the building. I could feel the tears stinging my eyes as I got one last fleeting look at my first mate.
2000
Victoria's P.O.V.
"Yours already past due. I need it by the end of the week or I'm kicking you out. Sorry," Max said. He was the building owner of the apartment I lived in.
"Max! Come on! Most jobs pay by month, how am I supposed to get it within the week?" I begged.
"I don't know, but you better start checking the papers if you don't want to start living on the streets."
Heartless bastard, I thought. I looked up to respond but Max was already gone. Probably out for a smoke like usual. Upon his desk I saw the paper for today. Might as well start now, I grabbed the paper and quickly dashed inside the elevator once it arrived and punched the button for the fourteenth floor. The cheesy elevator music played as it stopped at various floors for the others on board. It dinged for a third time that ride announcing the arrival of the fourteenth floor. I hopped off and headed down the hallways until I reached my room.
The small five room apartment had ugly tan walls that I wasn't aloud to paint over, and horrid furniture style. I've had it for almost a year and tried to persuade anyone with authority in this apartment building to let me change it around, but every offer I made was declined. I eventually gave up and just made peace that I wasn't going to be changing anything anytime soon.
I threw my bag down on the couch and sat beside it, taking out the newspaper. I flipped through the first pages, growing increasingly agitated until I finally found something that met my standards.
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria
They needed someone to work the nightshift from twelve to six. Sounded rough, but through further inspection of the paper, it was the only one that would work. Anyways, it would be nice to visit the place to used to love so much. I might even get to see Foxy again! Plus it paid enough for the rent. Did I ever mention this was a cheap apartment? It is. I read through it until I found what I wanted.
Hiring starts today and will end today as well. This might be your only chance to work at the children's favorite place! Come join the Fazbear crew!
"Today?!" I exclaimed to no one in particular. I checked the time on the wall clock seeing that it was already late. "Shit!" I stood quickly and rushed out of the apartment with nothing but the keys to my car. I can't believe I didn't notice it was dark already! I drove as quickly as the traffic would let me before I finally pulled into the pizzeria and jumped out of my Mustang.
As I rushed inside I immediately came face to face with the main party room. I saw Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie on stage and Pirate's Cove to the side. It had a sign in front of it but I couldn't quit tell what it said. It brought back memories of the incident that happened here on my birthday.
"Oh, hello!" A man said walking up to me. "I'm John Tabris, manager of the restaurant."
"Uh, hi! I'm Victoria Byrd. Is it to late to apply for the night shift?" I asked him.
His smiley expression instantly changed to a sad look and back all within a couple seconds. "Nope! Your actually the first to come in about it. I thought I was about to have to change someone's shift for the night. Glad you came, because I didn't want to do that!
"Great!" I smiled trying to ignore his slight edginess. "So since its late I figured I just stay here . . . " I trailed off.
"Yea, good idea. Help yourself to anything. You'll be waiting for a little over two hours for your shift but there should be plenty for you to do. I can get you your uniform and you can go ahead and change if you want."
"Okay great," I said. He nodded and walked off. I wandered over to The Cove and looked at the sign. Sorry! Out of Order. Were these guys to cheap to fix the fox? Its not like its his fault he malfunctioned. At least that's what everyone said what happened. I was never told the entire story.
I peeked into the tiny crack between the two curtain but was only met with darkness. I stepped up on the platform and pushed aside the left curtain and walked in. With the small illumination I could see the same miniature pirate ship still sitting inside the blue foam pit that was there all those years ago. As I did a sweep over I couldn't find Foxy anywhere. Though I could only see a small strip about three feet wide into the room. So if the animatronic was still in here he would be somewhere against a wall.
I looked around and saw a slight change in color in one of the corners. It looked to have a grayish-red tint to it. I walked closer towards it to have a closer look. "Ms. Byrd!"
I jumped and spun around so fast it made the room spin. I saw Mr. Tabris looking through the curtains.
"Oh, hey. I was just looking around it here. I saw the sign and wanted to take a peek. Sorry," I told him.
He sighed. "Its alright but come on out so you can change."
"Sure thing," I walked towards him and took the uniform from his outstretched hands and went in search of the bathroom.
Once I was changed I walked back out and met with Mr. Tabris again. "Here, let me show you where you will be spending your nights."
I followed him past Pirate's Cove, down a long hallway and into a small office. I set my clothes on the already cluttered desk as I once-overed everything. I looked back to the manager.
"Yea I know, its small. But it'll work. So here's your tablet, its connected to the cameras through the building. Do not run out of power." He poked at a percentage in the corner of the tablet screen.
"Why?"
"Just don't."
"Noted."
"Okay, for the first little bit I want you to stay in your office. If you still want to wander about after a couple hours, be my guest. Your shift starts in about an hour and a half. I'll be leaving in about half an hour and so will everyone else. Good luck!"
"Um sure . . . Let's do this."