I do not own Sister Location.
"Ready for your first night, Michelle?" Mr. Afton asked me as I entered the building, smiling at me.
"It's Mike, sir, and yes I am," I said quietly.
"I'm sure you know what to do from here," Mr. Afton said. "Just take the elevator down and follow the instructions provided by our HandUnit, and be careful. You will be around machinery you can get hurt with if not careful, so stay safe and listen to the HandUnit."
I nodded, and Mr. Afton walked away, leaving me to my business. I entered the round elevator, and as my descent began, a robotic male voice greeted me.
"Welcome to the first day of your exciting new career! Whether you were approached at a job fair, read our ad in Screws, bolts, and hairpins, or if this is the result of a dare, we welcome you. I will be your personal guide to help you get started. I'm a model 5 of the Handyman's Robotics and Unit Repair System. But, you can call me "Handy-Unit". Your new career promises challenge, intrigue, and endless janitorial opportunities. Please enter your name as seen above the keypad. This cannot be changed later, so, please be careful."
I snickered at that. The screen in front of me, a thick yellow tablet-like keypad with two painted eyes attached to the floor, glitched so bad that it seemed impossible to put anything legible on it. Still, I tried, attempting to hit the correct buttons. An error message appeared on the device.
"It seems that you had some trouble with the keypad," the HandUnit said. "I see what you were trying to type, and I will autocorrect it for you. One moment. Welcome Eggs Benedict!"
I burst out laughing at that, nearly falling to my knees as I lost the strength to stand from laughing so hard. Just like on a phone, autocorrect sucks. I took my time calming down to look around me as the glitchy keypad disappeared from view.
There was a line of buttons on the elevator underneath the window to my right, a large red button, keypad, and what looked like a speaker near the door, and some pipes with valves to my left. A couple posters hung on the walls, one of a robotic ballerina that said "DANCE" under it, and the other a redheaded clownish girl robot with a baby animatronic hanging off her arm and the word "CELEBRATE" over them. It was hard to see them, though, because the fan spinning above me cast dark shadows and the lights would go out from time to time.
A loud beep suddenly echoed throughout the room, scaring me into standing up straight, and a few moments later the elevator stopped.
"You can now open the elevator using that bright, red, and obvious button. Let's get to work!" HandUnit said.
I did as told, and the doors slid open, only for me to be greeted with yellow tape everywhere reading "DANGER".
'Strange', I thought to myself. 'Why is there caution tape here if this place was just opened four months ago? What happened?'
I then noticed the vent underneath all that tape, and decided to go through that. I had to be sent down here for a reason, right? Mr. Afton's not dumb, after all. A little oblivious to those around him, but not dumb.
"Allow me to fill this somewhat frightening silence with some lighthearted banter," HandUnit finally said after I entered the vents. "Due to the massive success of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, it was clear that the stage was set (no pun intended) for another contender in children's entertainment. Unlike most entertainment venues, our robotic entertainers are rented out for private parties during the day, and it's your job to get the robots back in proper working order before the following morning."
'Ok,' I thought as I left the small ductway and looked around at the room I was now in. A giant fan sat center on the wall opposite from me, as well as a creepy clown mask, what looked to be a clock with a face, and… three blinking robotic baby heads? There was also a keypad, speaker, some monitors with a lot of static on them, another robotic head, and a covered vent with the word "DANGER" on it. Two large windows sat on either side of me, as well as a couple keypads with two buttons on them, one with a sun, the other with a lightning bolt. Both rooms beyond the windows were too dark to see through, but it seemed like there were vents that led to them, marked the same way as the first one.
"You are now in the primary Control Module," HandUnit spoke up. "It's actually a crawlspace between the two front showrooms. Now, let's get started with your daily tasks. View the window to your left. This is the Ballora Gallery: Party Room and Dance Studio, encouraging kids to get fit and enjoy pizza! Let's turn on the light and see if Ballora is onstage. Press the blue button on the elevated keypad to your left."
I did as told as the lights on the keypad lit up. A light came on center stage in Ballora's room, but there was no one there.
"Uh oh!" HandUnit somewhat exclaimed. "It looks like Ballora doesn't feel like dancing. Let's give her some motivation. Press the red button now to administer a controlled shock. Maybe that will put the spring back in her step."
I froze at that. Shock the animatronics into doing what you want them to do? What on Earth was Mr. Afton thinking? After some consideration, I hesitantly pressed the button, instantly regretting it as the sound of something being electrocuted filled the room and a small amount of light from the electricity cast a dim glow in Ballora's Gallery for a few seconds.
"Let's check the light again," HandUnit said.
I turned on the light once more, seeing the ballerina from the poster, along with what looked like four little wooden puppets who kinda reminded me of Marion, dancing on the stage. I mouthed a "sorry" to her when I saw her looking at me, almost angrily.
"Excellent," HandUnit responded almost happily. "Ballora's feeling like her old self again and will be ready to perform again tomorrow. Now, view the window to your right. This is the Funtime Auditorium where Funtime Foxy encourages kids to play and share. Try the light! Let's see what Funtime Foxy is up to."
I did as told once the lights for the buttons flicked on, silently hoping Funtime Foxy would be on her stage so I wouldn't have to shock her too. The light lit up center stage, and much to my discontent but not surprise, she wasn't there.
"Looks like Funtime Foxy is taking the day off," HandUnit spoke. "Let's motivate Funtime Foxy with a controlled shock."
I was really starting to hate that voice now. I hit the button, flinching as the sounds of electrocution and a dim light came from Funtime Foxy's room. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and hit the button for the light again. Funtime Foxy still wasn't on stage.
'Please don't tell me I have to-' I thought before HandUnit cut me off.
"Let's try another controlled shock."
Of course.
I shook my head, really not wanting to do this. I would never do anything like this to my friends back at Freddy's, so why should I do it to them?
I took a deep breath before following instructions and hitting the button. I immediately closed my eyes and blocked my ears from the nauseating sound.
Once I knew it was over, I opened my eyes and uncovered my ears before hitting the light button. Thankfully, Funtime Foxy was back on stage. I let out a relieved sigh and silently apologized to Funtime Foxy when she looked at me, seeming almost angrier than Ballora.
Now I understood why all the others left. Mr. Afton's insane for having anyone subject themselves to this.
"Looks like Funtime Foxy is in perfect working order," HandUnit responded. "Great job! In front of you is another vent shaft. Crawl through it to reach the Circus Gallery Control Module."
I slowly made my way through the now open vent that had the "DANGER" warning on it, mentally shaking my head in frustration at the things I was putting these robots through.
"Motion Trigger: Circus Gallery Vent," a robotic female voice said, causing me to freeze for a moment.
"Oh," I realized. "She's talking about me."
I slowly made my way into what I could assume was Circus Baby's room. She was supposed to be the star of the place, after all, and the robotic female voice did say I was in the Circus Gallery Vent coming here.
Looking around, I noticed all the walls were windows and two dolls sat on the one opposite me, one hanging in the upper left corner and the other in the lower right corner on what looked to be a DJ system. Four colorful lights bathed the room in dim shades of blue, green, pink, and yellow when the disorienting light coming from somewhere to my left was blocked by what I could assume was a fan, much like in the elevator, and a poster of the redhead girl like the one in the elevator was taped to the window to the right of me.
Another keypad with two buttons sat in front of me, and I internally groaned at the offending device.
"On the other side of the glass is Circus Baby's Auditorium," HandUnit began. "Let's check the light and see what Baby is up to."
I sighed to myself as I hit the blue button for the lights to come on. At least this was the nicer part of the job. Unsurprisingly, she wasn't there, but I hated what I knew I would be asked to do now.
"Looks like a few of the lights are out, but we can fix that later," HandUnit commented. "Let's encourage Baby to cheer up with a controlled shock."
I ran a hand down my face in annoyance, hating this part of the job so much. When this is over, I have a piece of my mind I'd like to give to Mr. Afton. I hit the button, looking away from the scene but muscles tensing when the electricity kicked in. I looked up again and hit the blue button to illuminate the stage once more. Just like Funtime Foxy, she still wasn't there.
"Let's try another controlled shock," HandUnit responded.
"Why can't this night just be over already?" I whispered to myself as I hit the red button once more.
The sounds and dim light of the electricity resounded once more, but when I checked the stage again, Baby still wasn't there.
"Great job, Circus Baby," HandUnit said, completely confusing me. She wasn't on stage. "We knew we could count on you! That concludes your duties for your first night on the job. We don't want you to leave overwhelmed. Otherwise, you might not come back, like those who were here before you. Please leave using the vent behind you, and we'll see you again tomorrow."
I shrugged to myself, grateful I wouldn't have to shock Baby again, and entered the vent. As I left, I heard something rattle either within the vent or near it, and I sped up my crawling, ignoring the female voice when it mentioned something (me) moving in the vent. I didn't know what it was, but it didn't sound friendly and I didn't want to stick around.
I was finally done with my shift and out of there. At least, for the night.
First night is done. I'm trying to keep the story as close to the canon story as possible while staying true to my first FNAF stories and one-shots.
