Chapter 2: Night 1

Pre-Night Shift

Angela didn't even bother to say hi to the animatronics. I mean, aside from the fact that she lost the urge to take a few hours of rest before her shift, she still stayed at the pizzeria for a reason she couldn't remember. Earlier, she asked Mr. Fazbear if she could have her uniform now (because she was too lazy to ask for it later on), and he did. All she wore was a blue button-up shirt with a dark tie and pants. She tied her hair into a tight ponytail and went to put the cap on. But she didn't wear the badge.

It looked crappy and the Day Guard was around. She didn't want to catch his attention or anything like that. She wasn't so fond in interacting with people.

However, she was surprised that Foxy was out of commission for a very long time. If anything, this pizzeria should be out of commission.


Younger Angela was crying angrily as she ran. Running to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.

It was after the events of the Bite of '87 and after the discovery of her friend's bodies in the animatronic suits. After hearing about Foxy biting the frontal lobe of a little girl, Angela had enough and gave her a reason to throw a tantrum in front of everybody.

Her parents ran after her, trying to stop their daughter from doing something stupid.

However, they were too late.

Once they opened the doors of the pizzeria, a lot of security guards, police officers, the staff, and the reporters surrounded the dramatic scene taking place.

Angela looked up at all of the animatronics with eyes full of anger. They were wide, full of distrust. A look you would never expect to see from a six year old.

"It's true, isn't it?!" she hissed in a mature voice. However, her eyes were directed at Foxy who was in a state of shock. "You killed that girl the same way ALL OF YOU killed my friends!"

The animatronics took a few steps back as Foxy shook his head furiously, unable to speak at all.

"I saw it all...! Their bodies! Scattered around all over the place...!" Angela tightened her fist.

Everyone kept quiet.

"Once I came back to the scene, they were gone! You ate them, did you?! You tried to do the same thing with that girl just now!" Angela raised her voice as angry tears trickled down her cheeks. "My God, all of you ate my friends!"


A horrible memory. Not to mention a foolish and embarrassing thing to do back then. As an adult, Angela has realized what she has done but didn't regret it one bit. Serves them right.

That's why, now, she hates surprises.

There were no more birthday parties for her and no more cake, pizza, or anything fun. Although she was a little girl back then and it was normal for kids her age to have fun, Angela has lost her reason to be a little girl again (despite her childish attitude). But she was glad that she made this choice. In a world full of people who tag themselves as Angela's friends, they were nothing but acquaintances. And she likes it that way.

Hours later, Angela found herself her sleeping on one of the tables in the dining hall.

She opened her eyes slowly and found herself in the dark with the spotlight shining down on the animatronics. There was a note taped to her forehead and it read:

"The shift starts at midnight. Also, before I forget, I would like to tell you that the animatronics have a free roaming mode so be careful. They act a bit... twitchy at night.

Just make sure you conserve power until 6:00 A.M and you'll be fine."

Angela raised a brow and widened her eyes after looking down at her watch. It was already 11:55 PM.

"Shit!" Angela gasped as she ran into her office. Okay, so all she has to do is conserve power.

That's all? Seems pretty easy.

Suddenly the phone rang, and it left a recorded message.

"Hello? Hello?" a male voice could be heard. "Is this on? Okay... Hi! I would like to say first and foremost, welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. You've heard of this place before, right? Or for the most, been here, right? Anyway, this is your first time working here and hopefully Mr. Fazbear told you that the animatronics have a free roaming mode at night and that they act funny. If he didn't tell you, then just be ten times more cautious, okay?" the tone in the man's voice suddenly changed, making Angela widen her eyes. "Listen, check the time. If it's before midnight, leave!"

Angela looked down at her watch.

11:58 PM...

"You're better off that way," the man said in a dead serious tone. "I've worked five nights at Freddy's and left after I got my paycheck. Those animatronics... They're not right..."

"Why?" Angela whispered, clearly frightened by what the man said.

"If you could at least survive for one night, quit your job! That's... if you're that stupid to not leave the premises. If you're not going to leave, then let me tell you here and now that these animatronics do MORE than roaming around! If they see you or even CATCH you, you're dead! They will mistaken you for an endoskeleton and stuff you into a Freddy Fazbear outfit with all those cords and shit still in there! I was lucky to make it out alive because I was able to conserve power by keeping them out with all those doors right beside you. I was even able to watch their every move through that tablet on the desk where you'll keep a watch on them. Yeah..."

Angela looked down at her desk and flipped through the cameras. Everyone was still in place and nothing happened. Angela made a sigh of relief, but it didn't make her feel better.

"I know how you feel right now," the man sighed. "It's scary work but the first night is always easy so... yeah. You'll be fine. I just can't let a newbie like you be harmed on the first day. People deserve to live, you know... I don't know what's the deal with the animatronics... But... Be careful and conserve power, okay? I got to go. You have a job to do."

Beep!

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Angela then started to laugh to the point she was crying.

12:01 AM

Great. Just great. Fucking fantastic!

Now she's going to get eaten, too! Just like what happened to her friends!

In the dining hall, you may not have noticed, but the animatronics heard angry shouts, a lot of banging, and Bonnie could've sworn he saw a few pens being thrown into the air.

"Why... did... I... agree... to... this... job!" Angela yelled as she went to hit her head on the desk between words. Maybe they're mad at her ever since she yelled at them after the Bite of '87. Yeah. That has to be it. Maybe she could just apologize and nothing bad would happen. "Let's see..." Angela looked down at her tablet to check the security footage.

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Bonnie was gone.

"What?!" Angela gasped before she went to shut all the doors closed. "Okay... Okay... Where did you go?" She shifted through the cameras and saw Bonnie roaming around the dining hall. Freddy and Chica are okay and there was no point in checking Foxy since he was out of order.

Or was he?

"Okay... I only got 87% of power left..." Angela muttered to herself. "I'm still in one piece and I only got a few hours left," She looked out the windows and thought it was safe to open the doors. "Now what should I do for the time being..."

Angela turned the lights on and saw Bonnie right in front of her. She screamed and closed the door. "Mother of God, how did you get there?!" she yelled at the bunny who just stood there. She took in deep breaths and turned on the lights to the right of her.

Chica was there.

Angela screamed and she closed that door too.

"They're both there...!" she exclaimed.

Sooner or later, Bonnie and Chica found Angela on the far corner of the room, throwing stuff at the door and writing a note saying: "LEAVE!" They did so anyway, leaving a mentally angered and frightened Angela alone.

To think that Angela would choose a better job than this one... Now she's surrounded by murderous animatronics.

It was a scary situation indeed. But why kill people? I mean, they were so harmless and nice during the day, but why are they so... evil during the night? Not to mention that the whole endoskeleton thing is pretty messed up...

Come on, don't they see "endoskeletons" during the day time?!

Angela is no mechanic, but she looks nothing like an endoskeleton!

Do endoskeletons have boobs? I don't think so!

Angela shifted through the cameras and stood frozen in place when she saw Bonnie's face staring directly at the camera with pitch black eyes and white dots in the center. He was just standing there. Staring at her menacingly.

The girl shivered and shifted to a different camera.

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Foxy was running down the hall.

"Shit!" Angela hissed under her breath before closing the door on her left. She closed the door on her right for extra precaution. She heard screaming and someone banging on the door. Angela shut her eyes tighter and covered her ears, waiting for Foxy to go away. "Please... Leave! Stay away from me!" she yelled at the door. "I didn't do anything wrong to you guys... during this time period."

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"Foxy?" Angela looked out the window and back at the cameras. He retreated back to his cove. The girl made a sigh of relief but left both doors closed. That scream. The banging.

Why did it sound so desperate and so... sad?

"No! Stop it, Angela! Stop it with the sympathy or care or whatever that just was!" the girl shouted at herself. That's right... They are just animatronics. Robots! They have no feelings!


Four year old Angela looked up at the group of kids in front of her. They were completely older than her with their height and mature looks.

She looked frightened, intimidated. What did she do to get herself in this position?

They all looked down at her with no emotion at all. It just made the situation worst for Angela until a boy with purple hair and headphones walked closer to her. He knelt down to her height and smiled at her.

"Hi, I'm Ethan!" the boy said, making Angela widen her eyes at how he turned from emotionless to nice. "What's your name?"

Angela searched for words to respond, "I... um..."

"Ethan, move back!" a girl with blonde hair and a white dress said to Ethan. "She's clearly shy and frightened."

"What? I just wanted to say hi!" Ethan frowned at the blonde. "What's so bad about saying hi?"

The blonde girl rolled her eyes and knelt down to Angela's height, smiling, "Ethan's just an idiot. Don't be shy."

Angela started to play with her hair, "Uh... um..."

"Hey!" Ethan shouted at the blonde.

"My name is Morgan. Nice to meet you." Morgan smiled at Angela who looked a little more confident in speaking.

"M-My n-n-name is...!"

"Ugh! So annoying!" a voice popped out from the group. A boy with red hair and a red sweater shoved his way through the older kids with his hands in pockets and arched his back forward to examine Angela. "Heeyy! Can you talk?" the boy said a little too loudly.

Morgan frowned at the red haired boy, "Hey, Zach! Don't be such a jerk! She's just a little girl!" Morgan pulled Zach by the hoodie.

"Why are you even talking to her? She's clearly an idiot!" Zach said to Morgan. Ethan grabbed Zach by the collar.

"Watch it, Zachary!" Ethan growled. Unbeknownst to them, Angela started tearing up, catching their attention.

"I'm an... idiot...?" Angela whimpered before bursting into tears.

"Look at what you did, Zach! She's crying!" Morgan yelled at the boy.

"Say sorry!" Ethan made a fist and raised it to Zach's face so they were inches apart.

"I didn't mean to!" Zach protested.

"You're horrible, Zach!" Morgan shouted.

"I was just sayin'!"

"I was a crybaby. I was too sensitive. But I knew Zach didn't mean to frighten me or make me cry..."


"Zachary..." Angela whispered under her breath. She shifted through the cameras and looked at Pirate's Cove. Foxy's curtains were a bit open, showing a bit of his face, but he didn't show much of a threat. He must be shy around the camera. Unlike Bonnie or Chica who was always staring at the camera, scaring her to death.

The thing that got her more frightened was Freddy.

He hasn't even made a move and who knows what he's capable of.

5:56 AM

"Just a little longer..." Angela yawned as she opened the doors. There was no point in leaving them closed if it was almost time for the animatronics to go back to their original places.

She lied back on the swiveling chair and yawned. She closed her eyes slowly and drifted to sleep.

Four minutes won't hurt.

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Ding dong!

Yaaayyy!

"Huh?!" Angela jolted up with searing pain on her right arm. But it didn't matter at the moment because she's- "I'm awake! I'm alive!"

6:00 AM

"My shift is over~! I freaking made it past the first night!" Angela threw her hat into the air before walking out of her office.

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Angela stopped and watched the sun reach the windows and light the pizzeria inside and out. The animatronics were back at their usual spot and Foxy stood alone in Pirate Cove. She looked up at the Fazbear Crew. She waved their hands in front of their faces to see if they will move.

Nothing happened.

Free roaming mode, my ass...

Angela looked away from the Fazbear Crew and walked into Pirate's Cove. She hesitated because she was going to see the animatronic that bit a kid's frontal lobe off. I mean, he RAN last night and he was supposed to be out of commission. What if he moves when she least expected it?

Swallowing, Angela pulled back the curtains and saw Foxy sitting in the far corner of the room with his jaw ajar and completely broken.

Damn, he's so out of order.

Angel knelt down and lifted his bottom jaw so it can stay shut. But it didn't work. She examined his chest where it was torn apart, revealing his endoskeleton. Angela placed her hand on his chest and traced the torn parts with her thumb and forefinger. His fur wasn't as soft as before and his robotic legs were exposed.

How come the Fazbear Crew are able to perform and not Foxy? If they were planning to keep the pizzeria open, can't they at least do something with Foxy? Not every child wants music and pizza everyday. With Foxy, at least there is something new.

"What am I thinking?" Angela shook her head. Why was she thinking about bringing Foxy back? Or even, why would she want this pizzeria to stay open?

They tried to kill her for god's sake!

No! She can't survive a night and not get paid for it! Then she went through all that anxiety for nothing.

"Ah, Angela," a voice came out, making the girl flinch. "What are you doing here checking up on Foxy?"

"Oh! Mr. Fazbear sir!" Angela stood up before dusting herself off. "I-I was just..."

"It doesn't matter," Mr. Fazbear smiled. "You don't want to do anything with Foxy. He's already broken, gone. The children have forgotten him. You don't want to waste your time on that thing."

Angela felt a small tug on her heart.

Mr. Fazbear widened his eyes, "Angela, what happened to your arm?"

"Huh?" Angela looked down at her right arm and saw a small blood stain on her shirt. She widened her eyes and touched the large scar on her arm. "Oh my goodness, I'm bleeding!" she screeched.

"Calm down, Angela. It's not the end of the world!" Mr. Fazbear said as he led Angela to his office where her sudden wound was patched up. "How did you get hurt on the job?" Mr. Fazbear questioned a pale Angela.

Said girl didn't know how to respond. How did she get that scar? She was awake the entire-

Oh! That's right! She fell asleep unexpectedly! Maybe something on the desk scratched her. Yeah! That has to be the case! But wait... she was a few feet away from the desk and slept on the swiveling chair by the wall on her left... and the only people who could do this type of wound during the night is...

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"Uh... Well, not exactly," Angela answered Mr. Fazbear's question. "It was an accidental wound. Nothing bad," she forced a smile. "Listen, Mr. Fazbear, I'm not feeling too good. I'm just going to go home and get some shut eye." Angela stood up as she walked towards the exit.

"Are you sure you're going to be fine?" Mr. Fazbear made a concerned look.

Angela nodded, "I'll be back tonight, Boss!" she smiled before looking back at the animatronics and running home.

That's why she hates surprises...