I'm back once again world! Again, thank you to those leaving good word of mouth in the reviews, because that helps my creative drive and, hopefully, brings more people in. Now one more thing before I start, I won't have any fixed schedule for these stories, so there might be more than one in a day or once a month. It all really depends on when I feel like writing. Now then, here's your story!

Guard #3:

Halloween at Freddy's is always a joyful time for the gang: during the day, they feel more at home than usual when the kids are dressed in their own costumes. At the same time, they feel sad at the realization that they aren't allowed to move during the day, since they would love to get a feel for the variety moving through the cackle of children.

As much as the fun was for everyone, closing time came, and then the midnight shift began.

"Man," Freddy complained, "I would've loved to play with the kids today! It's like they were making us feel so much better."

"That's what Halloween is all about," Bonnie replied. "For one day, they're allowed to wear any ridiculous costume they desire and even get free food."

"Really?" Chica asked. "Aww, I would've loved to give them all pizza."

"Not like that, Chica," Bonnie snapped back. "Like candy and whatnot."

"Awww," Chica replied. Everyone just stood there tonight, unwilling to move a single inch from depression. Even Foxy was more secluded than usual. Then, after a few hours of sulking, a spark of reanimation came to them, as Freddy looked up and remembered the camera.

"Of course!" Freddy shouted.

"What is it?" Bonnie asked.

"Ye feeling all right?" Foxy shouted from Pirate Cove.

"Pizza?" Chica blurted.

"It's Halloween, and we have a guard on duty tonight," Freddy pointed out.

"What of it, laddy?" Foxy asked.

"Well," Freddy began, "I think it would be fun to dress him in one of the spare suits!"

Bonnie clapped. "Great plan!"

"Yaarr!" Foxy exclaimed. "I'm in, laddy!"

"Thanks," Freddy responded, "But you need to stay there for now, Foxy."

"Why?" Foxy complained.

"You might kill him like the last time you greeted him." Freddy countered.

"Oh," Foxy replied. "It wasn't me fault."

"How about I go get him?" Bonnie asked.

"Go for it," Freddy said.

"Oh, Joy!" Bonnie replied joyfully as he left the stage and pranced down the hall.

Moments Later

"I've got him!" Bonnie exclaimed. The others looked to see the guard, struggling in Bonnie's grip.

"Let go of me!" he shouted.

"Not yet," Freddy replied. "You need to get in the suit for Halloween."

"No!" the guard argued. Freddy took the guard from Bonnie and forced him feet first into an empty Freddy suit. At the same time, the guard howled in pain.

"Hold on," Freddy reassured. Finally, he forced the mask on, completing their task.

"We did it!" Freddy exclaimed. "And he even stopped screaming!" As he said this, the guard's eyeballs and mouth popped out the front of the mask, and blood seeped out from any crevice imaginable.

"Uhh," Freddy started.

"I think we killed him," Bonnie replied.

"Yar," Foxy said depressingly.

"Aww," Chica replied. "I wanted to have pizza with him." The group sadly went back to their spots, leaving the dead guard, stuffed in the suit, to rot in the back room.