And chapter two~ Enjoy


11:55pm. Five minutes to go before all hell broke loose and Dipper could already feel himself shaking in anticipation of the night that was ahead of him. Why had he let Mabel talk him into working another night? This was going to be terrible on so many levels it wasn't even fair. He rubbed his face with a groan and glanced at the clock. 11:56pm, four more minutes until he lived a nightmare all over again. He leaned back in his chair. He had found something in the book that afternoon, something about how metal could come to life. But there hadn't been anything that said how to stop it so, Mabel said she'd look and tell him if she found anything. However, that meant he had to stick around just in case they could stop it. He sighed heavily. Dipper jumped when the phone rang and he looked at it, then the clock. 11:59pm. He gulped. Click.

"Uh, hello? Hello? Well, if you're hearing this, then you made it to day two! Congrats! I- I won't talk quite as long this time, as Freddy and his friends tend to become more active as the week progresses. Uh, it might be a good idea to peek at those cameras while I talk, just to make sure that everyone's in their proper place, ya know?" Dipper's eyes opened wide as at that exact moment the clock struck twelve. He opened the laptop and turned the cameras on, flipping through them.

"Uh, interestingly enough, Freddy himself doesn't come off stage very often. I heard he becomes a lot more active in the dark though, so hey, I guess that's one more reason not to run out of power, right?" Dipper gulped and kept flipping through the cameras. "I also want to emphasize the importance of using your door lights. Uh, there are blind spots in your camera view, and those blind spots happen to be right outside your doors. So if you can't find something, or someone, on your cameras, be sure to check the door light. You might only have a few seconds to react. Not that you would be in any danger, of course. I'm not implying that.

Also, check on the curtain in Pirate Cove from time to time. The character in there seems unique in that he becomes more active if the cameras remain off for long periods of time. I guess he doesn't like being watched. I dunno." Dipper glared at the phone angrily. Why hadn't he told him that yesterday?! He huffed in irritation and his blood ran cold when he saw that Bonnie was missing from her place. "Anyway! I'm sure you have everything under control. Talk to you soon!" Dipper took a deep breath and kept flipping quickly through the cameras, watching Bonnie but also keeping an eye on the others, and always flipping back to Pirate Cove often. Dipper turned to his left and slammed the door shut as Bonnie came close. Time to survive.

Dipper glanced at the clock as he let the left door open. 5:43am, almost there. Dipper glanced at the power levels and felt his heart drop. 14% and dropping because he had to keep the right door closed because of Chica. He took a deep breath and glanced at the window, where Chica's far too real eyes were staring back at him. He shuddered and looked away, checking the cameras. Bonnie was standing in the middle of the tables, Foxy hadn't moved yet and Freddy was still in the same place he had been all night. The lights flickered and Dipper raised his eyes to the power levels in the corner of his screen, his heart stopping at the sight of 10% and dropping. He looked over to see Chica gone and opened the door, turning to his left and slamming the other door shut at the sight of Bonnie standing right there. He glanced back at the power, which was still at 10%.

"That's it," he mumbled. "I'm going to die here." Dipper watched Chica got back over to the stage and stand there, unmoving. He looked back at Bonnie, who was watching him from her window. 7% power and dropping. He gulped and jumped when he heard Foxy ram into the door, banging against it and dragging his hook along the metal. Dipper close his eyes and tried to think of a way to leave a message to let someone know to check the suits in the back for him, maybe he could-the banging had stopped. Dipper opened his eyes and saw Bonnie and Foxy leaving, Foxy nearly knocking Bonnie over when he bolted passed. Dipper glanced at the time as he went to press the button, 5:52am. Before Dipper could press the button the door opened by itself, the lights went off and as they did Dipper saw the power hit zero, leaving him in pitch blackness with no way to defend himself.

"I heard he becomes a lot more active in the dark though, so hey, I guess that's one more reason not to run out of power, right?" Dipper felt himself shaking terribly at the very thought and he glanced between both doors. Time ticked by and Dipper could just barely see the hands of the clock over the desk, which told him it was nearing 6am, when the animatronics shut down. Could he make it? Thump. Thump. Thump. Dipper looked over to his left as he heard the heavy footsteps coming towards him, slow and menacing. A glowing light came from down the dark hallway, eyes and a mouth it seemed and Dipper found that he couldn't move in his terror.

Freddy stopped in the doorway, a song playing on a music player while he started at Dipper, who stayed completely still as he stared back at the bear's glowing eyes that stared into his soul. The time dragged on and on as that stupid song played, ringing in Dipper's ears as a minute passed, had it really been that long? It felt longer, or shorter? Dipper couldn't tell. Freddy took a step forward, Dipper's heart stopped, his other foot moved and Dipper squeezed his eyes shut.

DONG! the grandfather clock in the main room went off and Dipper snapped his eyes open to see Freddy had stopped moving. The bear turned around and walked out of the room, leaving Dipper to sit there as he shook in terror. The lights turned back on with a soft click, but Dipper still didn't move an inch. He had come so close to dying just then and he couldn't believe his luck in not dying. Dipper let out a breath and closed his eyes, tilting his head forward as he relished in the thought of living.

"Hey!"

"AH!" Dipper screamed and jumped, falling out of the chair and onto the ground. He sat up and stared at his boss, Mr. Mannings, in silence. The two stared at each other a long moment in silence. Dipper cleared his throat and got to his feet, wiping himself off. "Sorry, Mr. Mannings, you startled me. And, uh, I wasn't asleep, I swear." Mr. Mannings chuckled and just nodded.

"I see, well, you can leave now if you wish," Mr. Mannings told him. Dipper nodded and watched his boss walk down the hall. Dipper grabbed the laptop and set it on the desk, grabbing his hat from the desktop and walking away. Not daring to look up at the stage as he punched out and left the building, heading back to the shack.

"Dipper! DIPPER!" Dipper's eyes snapped open and he sat up with a gasp as if he had never breathed before in his entire life. He panted heavily and stared at the wall across from him, a cold sweat covering his body as his legs lay tangled in his blankets. "Dipper?" Dipper looked over at Mable to see her expression taunt with worry, her hands folded together in front of her as she looked him up and down. "You were screaming." Dipper sighed and rubbed his face, trying to rub away the nightmare he had been having about Freddy and his friends. "Well, I think I found a way." Dipper looked over at her, not liking the face she was making. "But...you have to stay one more night."

"Mabel!" Dipper shouted, throwing his arms in the air. Mabel took a step back, biting her lip. "No! No, I can't go back, I wont go back!"

"Dipper, please! I thought that's what we did, help people?" she said slowly. "Just one more night, I promise. I'll be able to find something, I swear. Just one last night." Dipper sighed and lied back down, staring at the ceiling. He held up his left index finger.

"One," he said. "Just one more." Mabel smiled and skipped off, leaving Dipper to dread the coming evening.


And that's a wrap!

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