I had decided to get a summer job in order to keep me busy, all I was doing during the summer was sitting at home eating and watching cartoons which was doing horrid things to my health (Plus I didn't want Arthur to call me fat anymore). I had been flipping through a newspaper aimlessly when I had seen the ad.
Help Wanted
Family Pizzaria looking for security guard to work the nightshift,
12 am to 6 am
Monitor camera, ensure safety of equipment and animatronic characters.
Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for injury/dismemberment.
$120 a week.
To apply call: 1-88-FAZ-FAZBEAR
I remembered going to Freddy Fazbear Pizzaria as a kid, running around the place with my caretaker chasing after me trying to keep track of me in the sea of people who surrounded the fun time animatronics of Freddy Fazbear and his gang, my favorite had always been Foxy who would pop out of Pirates Cove and tell us stories of days on the open sea. I had gone there every weekend since I was old enough to talk until the incidents that had occurred, after the incidents everyone stopped going to the loved children's pizzaria only having birthday parties every once in a while for the children of parents who didn't listen to the rumors. Now I stood in the parking lot of my favorite pizza place staring up at the large sign that seemed to lure me to the resturant where a birthday party happened to be going on. Foxy was out and singing about his life as a pirate while Freddy and the gang spoke with kids across the room, a chubby looking man with a hat came out and introduced himself as the manager of the establishment, Mr. Fazbear himself.
"It's an honor to work here sir!" I told the man giving him a firm handshake causing the jolly man to laugh. "Likewise Mr. Jones! Let's get you to your post! You have a few hours so you can walk around and get accustomed to the restaurant!" Mr. Fazbear said gleefully as he led me in the back to a large office with a little monitor that controlled the cameras; after getting myself familiar with the doorlights and actual doors I got up and wandered around the main party room staring up at Freddy Fazbear himself and his gang of motionless animatronics, the curtain around pirates cove was closed. I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost midnight, I turned and swore that I saw Freddy move his head watching me head towards the office.
At exactly midnight the phone in my office rang, I had been sipping on a soda I stole from the kitchen when it did and it nearly made me drop it. I leaned over and put the phone on speaker listening to the man quietly.
'Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?
Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know. Um, "Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced."
Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too. So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay.
So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh...Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87. Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?
Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death. Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh.
Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night.'
My heart was beating wildly in my chest, the animatronics moved?! I might get stuffed in a suit?! What the fuck was this place?! I wildly flipped through my camera monitor until I found the state where the three animatronics stood motionlessly. I remember chuckling to myself trying to rid my mind of the silly thoughts, after a few more minutes of aimlessly flipping I put the monitor down and sipped at my drink pushing the hall light button. Outside the door stood Bonnie the Bunny, one of Freddy's gang his head cocked to the side with his lifeless black eyes staring down at me, I nearly choked on my drink as I slammed my fist against the door button causing the door to come flying down.
I felt like having a panic attack as I flipped back to the stage where only Freddy remained, he seemed to be smiling mockingly at me as if saying 'You're going to die tonight'. I remember doing a pattern of checking door lights and shutting doors, Bonnie and Chica were taunting me by showing up when I least expected them. I had both doors closed, their taunting scratches and knocks driving me insane when I heard a loud bell I looked at my watch and nearly screamed in delight. It was six am! I leaped from my chair and opened the door racing towards the exit but was stopped looking at the hallway wall in horror, on the wall in what seemed like pizza sauce said.
"It's me"
and
"Help me"
I remember leaving the restaurant with a heavy heart; I was unsure of weither I should come back the next night or not, something was going on there and all I could think as I drove home to sleep was.
Did the murders have something to do with it?
Hey guys! So this is a special Mysteries and Monsters of America where the big guy himself goes and works at the Fictional Freddy Fazbear pizzaria!
Note: Five Nights at Freddy's (Game on which this story is based on) is owned by Scott Cawthon not me.
I might do the other nights, it depends on how much feedback I get back from this. and I might do one based on FNAF2 as well.
Up next I have The Lochness monster, Evil garden Gnome and the Wendigo! I won't update for a few days due to illness and school, I will most likely come back and update on the weekends depending on what's going on!
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-Daiz
