12:00 AM
Okay, I came prepared this time. A bottle of Gatorade and a bag of Ruffles potato chips. Cheddar and sour cream flavor, mmm. *crunch* Ain't nothing taking me down. I'm Mike Schmidt, you fucking animals. Nobody takes me down.
12:30 AM
Okay, I take it back! Chica's already gone to the kitchen, I think. I can't find her anywhere else. Oh, shit! Foxy's peeking out of Pirate Cove already... fucker.
12:45 AM
*pant, pant* Okay, Chica was at my door. Almost got me. *crunch* If I didn't have these chips, I'd go insane. And this Gatorade's keeping me hydrated. I'm losing a lot of fluids from sweating. The only thing I've got to keep me company is this weird cupcake plushie with eyes and teeth. If THAT comes to life, I fucking quit. AH! Fuck you Bonnie!
1:00 AM
Okay, Foxy is standing outside Pirate Cove with his head twisted around. I'll have to keep an eye out. Freddy hasn't moved yet. Let me just check the supply closet and then I can- OH HI, BONNIE! STAY IN THAT FUCKING CLOSET! And Chica, you stay in the dining area!
1:30 AM
Go away, Chica! Let's NOT eat! Stupid bitch. I don't want to be stuffed into a suit, I'm not an endoskeleton! Okay, I need to check Pirate Cove. He's gone... he's gone! Oh shit, he's running down the hallway! I gotta close the door! *thumping footsteps* CLOSE, GODDAMN YOU! There we go! *bang, bang, bang* Haha, got you Foxy! *crunch* You want these chips, don't you?
2:15 AM
Bonnie and Chica are gone and I don't know where. I'm constantly checking my lights. Hell no, hell no, hell no! Why did I take this job? GAH, BONNIE! FUCK OFF, I HAVE A WIFE! *cell phone ring* Oh, speaking of which...
-cut out for privacy reasons-
2:30 AM
Sydney... is pregnant. I'm gonna be a dad. Wow, that's awfully surprising news. But I'm really happy about it! I can't believe it, this is great! CHICA, YOU'RE RUINING THE MOMENT! But, I can't dwell on that too long. I can't let my guard down.
3:00 AM
Oh god why. I've run out of Gatorade. At least now I have something to use against them.
3:45 AM
Bonnie, fuck OFF! *bottle bounces off of Bonnie and lands on the floor* HA HA! Okay, enough dicking around. I need to close the door.
4:30 AM
Okay, the buttons on the left side won't work. I'm gonna keep the door on the right closed and not look away from the left side. Please god...
5:15 AM
10% power... no. No. No! PLEASE NO! Please keep going, don't run out of power! Come on, generator!
5:50 AM
I've pretty much made it. Thank you, God! *crunch* Victory chips! Mmm...
6:00 AM
Night 2 is over. Now I can spend 18 hours dreading midnight.