First Night
Ryan, a grey wolf with light blue eyes, is sitting in the security office, watching all the cameras. She thought this job was completely ridiculous. She looks down at her uniform, a simple security outfit… though it was a light red than blue, and she brushes her shirt a bit, as if trying to remove wrinkles.
'Animatronics can't come to life. That's just what they tell you as a joke. They just want you to be nervous on the first day.'
Little did she know, what she was told was absolutely true.
As she sat at the desk, waiting for the clock to hit six in the morning, she decides to check up on the camera. The animatronics were still in the same place… as usual.
Sighing heavily, she looks to 1C… to see Foxy in front of the open curtain. "What? How… How did you get out?"
Just staring at him made her shudder. Night shift was always the worse. The silence always made one paranoid. A drip of water could send one into a panic attack.
Looking around the room she was in, Ryan sighs heavily. She was bored already... and she had four more nights to go.
She turns her attention back to the cameras... to see one of the animatronics was gone.
"What the hell," she asks to no one in particular. She starts jumping from camera to camera, spotting the chicken in the kitchen.
"How did you get there?"
Not fully understanding why, she had this sudden urge to look back to 1C. The curtains were open... but the animatronic was gone.
"What? Where's... Where's Foxy?"
Hearing something getting closer, she twists around, not really seeing anything. She waited three minutes till, turning on the light to the right hand doors, she sees the rabbit.
"Shit!"
She hits the button to close the door as hard as possible, praying that she didn't break it.
That's when she heard a button being pushed behind her. Fear taking over, she turns around to see Foxy... pushing the lights button with what one could describe as a damn near realistic organ in between his legs.
"Um... Um..." Now she was truly scared. It wasn't the hook for a hand or the eye patch, it was the way it was looking at her, eyeing her.
She backs up against the door and, as Foxy comes in, he closes the door behind him. As he got closer to her, she hitting the light, sees that the rabbit was gone. She hit the door button as Foxy approaches her before taking off down the hallway.
"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!"
As she ran down the halls, she looks over her shoulder to see if Foxy was chasing after her. She had no idea what he intended, but she doubt it would be anything good.
As she ran, she turned a corner… to end up in Pirate Cove. "Shit…"
Deciding to just wing it, she runs to the curtains and closes them, curling up into the fetal position and praying that she didn't die.
She began to whimper and cry, but immediately quieted down when she heard the clanking of metal feet on the floor. One of them was here… most likely, it was Foxy.
"Please go away… Please go away…" she whispers, trying to be as quiet as possible.
The clanking kept getting closer and closer till at last, it was right behind her. 'Perhaps if I beg… it will be quick and simply kill me…'
As the curtain opened, she began to shake uncontrollably. Out of all of them, she hoped that it was Foxy… mostly because he'd be the most willing to kill her. A gently tap on her shoulder made her shake even harder.
That's when she felt the hook on her shoulder. It was Foxy. 'Oh God… he's going to kill me!'
The hook soon lifted off of her and that's when she felt it slide underneath of her. The machine, using both of its mechanical arms, lifts her up and carries her bridal like.
She looks into its soulless eyes and starts to cry. "I… I'm going… going… going to die!"
It simply ignored her, walking back to the security office. The whole way there, she cried and begged and pleaded, but Foxy ignored her. He wasn't going to do anything to her.
As they reached the office, he walks inside and sets her down on the chair. Surprised, she looks up at him, not really understanding why. His odd cock was directly in eyesight so it was awkward when she would lower her head.
The machine doesn't even respond. The only thing it did do was turn around and walk away, disappearing down the dark hallway. Hearing him leave, Ryan jumps to her feet and closes the door, not wanting anything else to show up.
She had no idea that the time was six o'clock. She also had no idea that on the fifth night, the next day would be Labor Day… meaning that Freddy's would be closed… meaning that the Animatronics would have free reign over the whole building till the next day… meaning she was officially screwed on the fifth night.
Once she was home, the time now being eight o'clock, she lets out a relieved sigh. She thought for sure she would be dead… sometimes she would remember their names just to relax a bit, though it rarely worked.
As she sat there, saying "Foxy, Bonnie, Freddy, Chica… Foxy, Bonnie, Freddy, Chica…" she starts to think about last night. 'Foxy came in… he had a few holes in him… he had a big cock… he was turning on the lights with it… he then came in and closed the door with it… I ran away… he followed me… I hid in Pirate Cove… he found me there… he took me back to the security office… and then he left me alone…'
She stops and, as she looks around her place, as if trying to find an answer to her latest question; why did Foxy bring me back to the security office?
Deciding not to think about it anymore, she rests her head on the arm of the couch, throwing her feet up before drifting off to sleep.
She had to be ready for the second night after all.