CHAPTER 7

By the time morning hit six am, the kitchen and the animatronics were cleaned up after the nights venture. The staff who arrived that morning at seven were surprised to see just how strangely clean everything was. They didn't question it though. Honestly, the staff of this pizzeria would overlook a dead body, as long as it was cleaned by someone other than themselves. And that thought was not comforting.

The more Freddy paid attention to the staff of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, the more he realized they really were complete morons. The higher ups were rude, and really didn't care about the establishment. Even the Boss seemed questionable to Freddy now. During the last week, Freddy and co. lost any respect they may have had for the adults. They turned their attention to the kids and if an adult asked a question, they would give them a short answer before turning their attention back to the children.

The worst part of the week was that the animatronics were being treated more and more harshly by staff and parents. After the night guard had quit, he obviously spread the rumours that were now circulating around the pizzeria. Many people were whispering in their free moments. But the Boss was still looking for a new night guard, though no one seemed to want to risk taking on the position. The new advertisement for the position probably didn't help.

No one even went in for an interview. It was Sunday afternoon and there was one person who would come in for an interview. When he entered the building, Freddy made sure he got a good look at him because he was sure the Boss would hire him on the spot. He was a strange man, it was apparent to anyone that the man was obsessed with the colour purple. He was wearing black shoes, purple pants with a black belt, and a purple button up short sleeve dress shirt. His hair was also dyed purple. Freddy couldn't really see his face since he was at a bit of a distance. At least he wouldn't have anything against the restaurant's purple uniform. The purple man went directly to the office.

"So that's gonna be the new guy, huh." Bonnie said.

"Looks kinda strange." Chica added.

"Yep, and the poor lad is likely gonna die." Foxy said, earning three hard stares. "What? I'm being serious." Freddy frowned.

"Right... Let's just hold ourselves back best we can." Freddy said.

"Yes, Fred." The three said altogether. The man exited the office and left the building. The Boss approached the animatronics.

"He's hired. He starts tomorrow night. Try not to kill him right away." He said, leaving before anyone could protest.

" 'Till tomorrow, then." Freddy said.

The night and day went quickly by. The animatronics didn't even have time to think about the new guy, at least they wouldn't allow themselves to, that would be there that night. They put all of their attention on entertaining the children. But night time did arrive, and the pizzeria had closed, the animatronics were left to wait in nervous anticipation for the new night guard to arrive.

Wearing the standard purple uniform that the night guards were required to wear, the man had opened the door too fast causing it to smash against the wall. He stepped inside, and locked the door behind himself. Freddy looked at the new guy. He was not particularly tall, and had short black hair that had been dyed pink on the top. He also had the strangest looking pink moustache that Freddy had ever seen. He looked a lot different than he had during the previous day. It really confused the animatronics.

The man cursed quietly to himself as he walked deeper into the pizzeria. He looked around, and then spotted the animatronics sitting on the main stage.

"Ha! These are the supposed killing machines?" The man laughed at Freddy. " Not so scary, are you?" He, looked at the other two. "I have this place to myself. These stupid robots aren't going to talk." The man got right in Freddy's face, his breath reeking. "My name is Mark, don't forget." He walked away, laughing like a maniac the entire way to the office.

Freddy, who was used to such stupid people sighed. However, the anger that Bonnie and Chica were feeling at the moment was very obvious. But even though they wanted to do something, they restrained themselves. The look that Chica and Bonnie got from Freddy told them that they were to stick to their plan and try not to let themselves get carried away. It wasn't midnight yet, so they were not being forced to kill. Yet. They could restrain themselves for now. After all, it was just another stupid adult. No reason to lose themselves.

When twelve struck, they remained immobile, but they did start to talk amongst each other. Bonnie was fighting hard now against not only his programming, but his own anger.

"What a jerk!" Bonnie cried, anger flowing through him at the mere rudeness of the human. Bonnie was not sure why, but something about this guy in particular seriously ticked him off.

"I agree, Bonnie." Chica agreed, feeling very similarly about the man as Bonnie felt. The two then went on to complain to Freddy, having nothing else worth talking about. No one noticed the fox who was listening intently.

Foxy had once again been completely ignored, although he didn't mind so much. Foxy felt hatred towards this guy more than he had any other human yet. On top of ignoring him, the new night guard had then gone on to be so incredibly rude to his family. The anger that was flooding through the fox surprised him. Why was he so worked up over this? The anger was overflowing. Was all this anger caused by some annoying adult? Or was there anger that had built up from something else? Foxy had no idea.

But what hurt was that because he was not allowed to move, he could not talk to his friends. He was stuck waiting alone for the night to be over with. Praying that the tally light would not flash and force him to loose his composure. Sighing, he listened motionless to the ticking of his gears preparing himself for a long night.

It was two in the morning and a very stressed fox poked his head out of his curtain. His anger had ebbed off a bit, though he was still annoyed. However, when he poked his head out, he earned a warning look from a very awake Freddy. Foxy frowned, and retreated back inside his cove. He was lucky that the tally light hadn't been checked even once, so he was able to keep himself together.

"I think Foxy is anxious." Chica mused. They were all still in control, though they weren't sure how long it would last. They had seen the fox poke his head for a moment before once again retreating inside.

"Yeah, I am too!" Bonnie complained. He wanted so badly to give in and satisfy the burning need inside him.

"Oh Bonnie, please don't worry." Freddy frowned.

"Well, I can't help it! If you expect me to sit here every night for the rest of eternity, you are mistaken. It was a good idea at first, but on top of everything, that guy just makes me angry, and I don't even know why. I won't be able to hold myself for much longer. And fighting against it is too hard!" Bonnie fumed.

Freddy could understand. He had initially thought that they could just make it through the night, but their programming was becoming harder to resist with each passing hour. It was okay for Freddy, and Chica was doing alright, but Bonnie was on the brink of losing it. It was clear that the night guard would have to be introduced to them all the hard way.

"I''m sorry. I can't anymore." Bonnie said, standing up, and leaving the stage.

"You know, even if the guy gets scared and runs off, what difference does it make? The rumours have already done their damage. Perhaps we should just let things be and just hope he can protect himself." Foxy said, emerging from his cove. He had had enough of the programming that was bothering him even though the tally light had yet to go off. Freddy sighed. The fox had a good point.

"I suppose. Do what you must. But try to hold back."Freddy decided. Chica finally couldn't hold back any longer and left the show stage, and Foxy ran down the hall that Bonnie had gone down.

When Foxy returned, having been shut out by the blast door yet again, he sat beside Freddy.

"Sorry, I just couldn't anymore." Foxy frowned.

"Don't worry about it. It has become clear to me it wasn't going to last long." Freddy said. "At least we gave it a shot." The two at silently for a bit. They could hear Chica trying fruitlessly to force herself into the office before giving up momentarily and going into the kitchen to make some cupcakes. Then they heard loud curse words from the office.

"I think he noticed you're not in the cove, Foxy." Freddy said.

"You think?" Foxy responded sarcastically.

"What the HELL?!" Mark yelled, anger building up. The animatronics were moving. Mark hadn't been looking at the cameras at first because he was sure that the rumours were a total load of crap like most rumours are. The animatronics moving around wouldn't have bothered him so much if it wasn't for the fact that it would seriously interfere with his free roam of the building. He wasn't scared of the robots that to some would appear alive, but he was angry with them. He needed this building to be his and his alone at night. He wanted it. And robots who were trying to kill him were not going to scare him away.

Mark then determined to make these animatronics his as well. He would not be bested. Mark decided right there and then he would become the one and only king of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. He would teach those robots to fear him. In fact, he could use them to his own advantage. A smile crossed his face, growing into an unnatural grin that would send shivers down anyone's spine.

Freddy looked at the camera as it's red tally light flashed every now and again as the security guard checked it for a change. The man was not yelling and screaming like the last guy had. In fact, this guy was so calm, it was unnerving, and Freddy didn't like it.

"Freddy? Oy, Freddy. What ye be looking at?" Foxy asked, noticing that Freddy hadn't been paying attention to what he had been saying. Freddy shook his head, trying to clear the queasy feeling that was forming in the pit of his stomach.

"The new guy gives me a strange feeling. Almost sick." Freddy told Foxy.

"I know how ye feel. I feel it too. Ill tell ya something, he makes me angry, more angry than any adult has ever made me. And I don't know why."The two sat for a bit yet until the tally light became too much for Foxy and re ran down the left door once again, pounding on it until his programming momentarily let up and Foxy was able to return to and Bonnie followed soon afterward. They were furious by the fact that the doors had been slammed into their faces and they couldn't quiet the programming they were trapped with.

"Ok, calm down you two, its almost six. You should try to sit down now." Freddy instructed. The two listened, and sat down, although Bonnie was visibly shaking. Then finally, the six am bells chimed. A few minutes passed and the night guard did not emerge, either calmly or screaming.

"I'm going to check in to the office, everyone just sit here." Freddy said.

"I'll be coming." Foxy said.

"Very well. But you two stay here." He said to Bonnie and Chica. The two nodded and remained seated. They didn't complain that Foxy was going along, after all he was able to restrain himself better than they could and they respected him for that.

Freddy and Foxy made their way down the hallway quietly. The camera tally light didn't flash. He wasn't watching the cams. When they came to the door, it didn't slam in their face, so they quietly peeked in. What they saw worried them both.

The security guard was sitting relaxed in his chair, smiling broadly. Then he started to laugh. It was a deep belly laughter that sent shivers down their spines. Quietly, the two stunned animatronics retreated to their respective stages, not saying a word.