Vile Smiles From the Outside
By Smilesforeverhappy
(The game Fnaf belongs to Scot Cawthon, the one and only creator! Other games mentioned [like Undertale, made by Toby Fox] don't belong to me!)
Chapter 1: The Obvious Prologue
Hello! My names Felicia, but after 2 years of living here in this apartment building in Rapid City, everyone (well, nearly everyone...) in my apartment finally warmed up to the fact that they could call me Smiles, because I smile, a lot! (It's probably because I am an official citizen after two years as being labeled "resident".) That didn't mean that I was completely nice, however...When I was in a good mood, I would help some of the elders that lived here with their luggage, play checker or chess with some college graduate dudes, and/or buy some cookies for those kids in the "foster house" floor. When I'm in a bad mood (some new teen living here usually triggers me when he talks to me first) I get a little frustrated with the orphans, but not before yelling at that jerk (his names Kennedy, the name itself sounds rude in this context!)! And I sometimes stay in my room the rest of the day! But then there's this mood I have called the sick mood, where I do bad, (slightly cruel, and very unusual) things to all the people that irritate me...(:D) And now for some fun facts! I'll admit, I pick my nose (but who hasn't?!), I could burn your butt in laser tag, I'm labeled "The Dodger" by my own P.E. teacher, and I love video games like Undertale (second favorite), Bendy and the Ink Machine (third fave), Cuphead (fourth fave), Baldi's Basic's (fifth fave), and the one that started the dynasty of awesome games...(drum-roll, please!) Five! Nights! At! Frrrrr-eddy's! Now I wonder how I would react if that was a real life thing...
"What the h...! Ouch!" I nearly swear, bumping my head on the metal rods that lay above me from the top bunk, I whisper, "Aww, man! That was all a drreeeaamm...?" I'm always drowsy in the mornings; suffering from lack of sleep the night before reading books and stuff. But that's not the point! The point is what the dream was about! Ah, I was fantasizing about being friends with the Fnaf characters again! I remember how the dream had went.
Felicia walked into the pizzeria for her first day at work, recognizing the logo of "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria". She was anxious to get inside, so she furiously dug through her pockets for the keys to the building. There were quite a few keys on the chain: one for the front door, one for the back door, one for the manager's office, one for the kitchen (for reasons she wasn't sure of), and one for the parts and service room. They all mostly looked the same, but thanks to dream powers she (or someone) had labeled them all. "Back door, Manager's office, and...yep, the front door!" She spoke to herself so she wouldn't feel afraid at all but rather excited because she knew JUST what was up once her watch rang twelve! And she was totally prepared for it, which she knew because she said it out loud to gain more confidence.
"Yesh, I am ~totally~ prepared!" she sang to herself. She had the whole plan worked out, and knew it like the back of her dad's hand! She carried a blunt weapon (it was a small metal poll she had taken from an old mannequin in her mom's old craft-room before she had moved away for boarding school), and had on her favorite kind of shoes: strap-on tennis shoes! "So I won't have to keep on tying my shoes that would most definitely lead to my doom! In middle school, it's hard enough trying to avoid getting bumped into by a bunch of idiots by ACCIDENT!" Smiles exclaimed, annoyed,"I even got hurt once! So what would happen if I was tying my shoes while being chased by four psycho 7-feet-tall possibly-possessed speedy-Sonics that will end up killing me, ON PURPOSE!?"
Finally, she wound-up the key (ha ha!) and walked inside to see what would really be waiting for her... It was actually what she generally expected, to be honest. There were a lot of streamers, and there were black and white tiles on the (where else?) floor, dusty and covered in pizza sauce. "Or is it pizza sauce..?" interrogated Smiles creepily to herself, loving the thrill of the thought of freaking the animatronics out just by the tone of her voice. That, of course, came along with being eccentric all that stuff!
She looked at her watch: 11:55 p.m. "Huh." Smiles grinned,"Looks like I've got some time to 'explore'..." Of course she already knew the place, she just wanted to see where the cameras couldn't!
7 hours of running from animatronics, finding out that the third toilet in the girls bathroom was clogged and couldn't be used for another week but sprays water when you try to flush it (that sure was useful when Freddy ran after her into that specific stall!), and playing three player on the secret Xbox in the supply closet employees used to bring out when there was still "Tween Time" for the older kids not to get bored with Foxy and Bonny 'cause they knew you were savage as soon a you hit Chica with your white-mannequin-poll later...
"Okay, Felicia," sniffed Chica,"This was a lot of fun...but you have to go now!
"But...why?" cried a sad Smiles,"We still have five minutes left! And you can call me Smiles!"
"Aye, um...listen lass, ye need to go to sleep, right about NOW!" insisted Foxy.
"Okay, but will I see you tomorrow night?" inquired a sleepy Smiles.
"Maybe so Ms. Smiles...but you have to leave before the power-!" Freddy was cut off when the oh-so familiar sound of the generator dying down was heard, and the whole building dimmed. And EVERYONE panicked!
Felicia face-palmed. How could she have forgotten about the power supply!? That dang fan! Her thoughts were rudely interrupted as she heard another familiar sound that wasn't a very good sign...AT ALL. It was the bitter-sweet tuned that haunted her dreams about Fnaf: The Toreador March.
Slightly shaken, she turned to find "Freddy and the Gang" behind her eyes black with white pinpricks, looking ready to stuff her any second. But...it's not like she was one to be paralyzed by fear alone! Smiles decided to act now and leapt through the left doorway which was closest to the front exit. She flipped through the keys one by one, adrenaline being the only thing keeping her from freezing up. It was hard not to shake, as the robots were gaining on her! Breathing harshly, she finds the right key to the door again and turns it in the lock quite literally JUST IN TIME. As she closed the door behind her, Freddy's fist knock's through the glass of the door before anyone can stop it, and it hit Felicia right in the side of her head; knocking her out like a light bulb exposed to Arizona weather.
As her vision began to fade, as well as her hearing, she heard a soft voice whisper in her ear,"You will see us again when you wake up...goodbye, for now...!"
And that's when I woke up!
A/N: Thanks for reading my first chapter! This story is heavily based on real-life facts about me, so I hope you weren't too disgusted by the booger statement... Anyways, thanks to CJS51703 for advise on ow to upload a story and moral support, thanks to Video Game Fanatics for inspiring me two finally stop being lazy and writing something myself for once...my moms actually proud of me now! And last thank-you goes to... Arctic Vulpix for writing the story called,"Expect the Unexpected" in which there was a few characters (Ruby and Betty) that I could relate to so much! AND YOU WANT TO KNOW SOMETHING? BETTY IS A METAL BASEBALL BAT!