Five Nights in Hell
Chapter II
'Good Job, Sport!'
Mike had finished his week. He even decided to work Saturday and Sunday.
Freddy, Bonnie and Chica stared at the office from their show stage. Chica simply stared on, whilest Freddy clenched his fist and heard Bonnie growl. God knows what Foxy was doing, if he was even watching.
"Mike, I'm afraid we're going to have to fire you."
Freddy's eyes widened. What? Why? Mike, the only person who had managed to survive a full week, was getting fired. Surely if they were looking for new security guards they wouldn't be so picky?
Mike didn't know how to react. He was working in a pizzeria full of murderous animatronics, that put his life in danger every single night, and he was being fired. Any other man would jump for joy, to finally escape this hellhole of a job. But Mike wasn't any other man. He wasn't working here because he was suicidal, because he wanted to prove himself brave, or anything like you would assume. He worked here because he wanted the money. He needed the money. He would of worked for any other job, sure, but this was the only one available.
"W... Why?" Mike asked, grabbing his cap and resting it against his chest.
His boss sighed as he reached in his back pocket, pulling out a pink paycheck.
"Let me see... Hm... General unprofessionalism... odor..." he said, squinting at the card. "Oh, and tampering with the animatronics."
Mike's jaw practically hung open. It could pretty much rival Foxy's. General unprofessionalism? What? He had managed to survive a whole week, not just weekdays but weekends, without getting killed. How was that unprofessional? And odor? Why was it a surprise that he was sweating? Sure, he would admit that he wasn't that scared, but the stress and insecurity still got to him which caused him to sweat. Tampering with the animatronics? He had done nothing of the sort. Well, tell a lie. But that was an attempt to try and make the animatronics friendlier, so his life, or nobody else's, was no longer in danger. If anything he was trying to help this ignorant ungrateful pig of a boss!
"I'm sorry, but this is incorrect. I did a full week without dying!" He yelled, putting his cap back on. "Odor? Why don't you try and do this job?! You get nervous and stressful and-"
"Mike."
"A-And tampering with the animatronics?! I was trying to hel-"
"Mike."
"Your goddamn pizzeria is closing down due to so many bad reviews! I was trying to help you! Don't you get it?!"
"Mike!"
"WHAT?!"
His boss snarled. "You're. Fired. End of story." he said, shoving the termination card into the former security guard's chest, which caused him to snatch it and return the snarl.
"This is fucking bullshit." Mike said, grabbing his cap and throwing it to the ground.
"Then get out."
"With pleasure, boss."
The Fazband watched as the duo left, the boss practically dragging the former guard off as he contonued complaining. They heard the door slam shut, as the sound of keys jittering meant that it was now locked. Freddy sighed.
"What was that all about?" Chica asked.
"Didn't you hear?" Bonnie said, turning towards her. "The security guard's getting fired." the rabbit said, crossing his arms.
"But why?"
Both animatronics looked at Freddy, who had his eyes closed, a look of sadness and disapointment plastered on his face. Neither animatronic bothered to answer.
"Mike was the only guard that we didn't manage to kill. He returned here, day after day. For minimum wage." he said, finally opening his eyes as he straightened his black top hat and fixed his matching bow tie. "Why did they get rid of him?"
Bonnie shrugged. "Maybe they just didn't get along. They sure didn't seem to share a bond back there."
"Nobody would if they were getting fired." Chica chimed in, though it fell on deaf ears.
"That could only mean one thing." Freddy said. The look on his face gave the rabbit and the chicken a bad vibe. "It means the pizzeria is finally closing down. And so are we."
"Wha's so bad about that? It just means we'll be activated again once t' pizzeria reopens." The group jumped at the unexpected voice of Foxy, who had decided to come out of Pirate Cove and join them.
Freddy shook his head. "I just know something'll be different."
Silence covered the pizzeria. It was horrible.
The sound of keys jittering broke the silence. All four animatronics looked at the door, spotting the knob twist. Foxy quickly ran back to Pirate Cove as Freddy, Bonnie and Chica repositioned themselves.
It was the boss.
He sighed heavily as he closed the door behind him. It seemed most of the power had gone out, though only a few lights in the dining area flickered on and off. Even the fan in the office had stopped. Each animatronic (save Foxy who was behind closed curtains) progressively grew more nervous as the pudgy man approached them. He let out another sigh, this one of disapointment, as he shook his head slowly.
"Oh, you guys. It's time to put you away."
Freddy shook his head. Slowly, but he got the point across.
"Yes, Freddy." The boss said, before looking at Bonnie and Chica. "You too, guys." he said, though they didn't seem to be fazed at all.
The man stepped away, resting his hands on his hips. "The power will go out completely in a few minutes. That includes you guys as well. You'll be reactivated when the pizzeria opens back up again." he said, glancing at Pirate Cove before quickly returning his gaze to the stage. "When that will be, I don't know. But don't expect it to be anytime soon."
The boss stared at them for a minute, before he turned around a headed towards the door. Opening it slowly, he glanced at them one last time.
"Good night."
The door shut. Locked.
The silence that once fell over the pizzeria returned, though it lasted significantly shorter than the last time.
Chica sobbed quietly. She brought her hand up to her face, wiping the tears from her eyes. Any other time the animatronics would question how that would work. But at the moment, the sight of a crying Chica just crushed their spirits as the chicken's sadness transferred to them as well. Bonnie was the first to comfort her.
"Chica, it's fine." he said, wrapping his arms around her as he pulled her into a hug, which she accepted and returned. Freddy smiled softly. Brandon's crush for Carmen was still present, even as Bonnie and Chica. Freddy approached them, though he didn't want to interrupt their moment.
"T-The... they're going to... t-to shut u-us... down..." she said, her sobs growing louder. Bonnie rubbed her back slowly as the chicken burried her face in the rabbit's shoulder.
Foxy curled up in a ball, refusing to show himself. Freddy was saddened that Golden Freddy hadn't come out.
The lights flickered on and off once again as the lightbulb gave away, the only thing illuminating the area being the glowing eyes of each animatronics. Bonnie and Chica offered Freddy a space in the hug, which made the bear smile brighter, though it wasn't strong. They knew Foxy would of joined in too if he was out. They remember sharing one last hug, the best one they've had in ages, before complete darkness finally took the animatronics, the tiny white dots that consisted of their eye lights shutting off completely.
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