Ok, this is an actual chapter. I hope you read The Past is the Past.
Shout-out to BonnieFoxyPuppetTrap (again) for reviewing. Also, I'm calling you Bon. I hope that's okay with you! Tell me if it isn't. Also, thank you for the prank!
By the way, the toys are coming in soon! Because of that, I'll let BB announce the story. BB!
BB: Hi! *Waves* So, everybody, the story! _
"I finally figured out what that call said. By the way, it sounds demented," Reese said, to Megan's joy.
Megan was currently in the office at Freddy's, jumping up and down in joy, while the animatronics watched, rather confused.
"Yeah, I know it does. But what's it say?" Megan asked.
"It's from the book, Autobiography of a Yogi. It's about how metal is like, living," Reese answered, "weird, right?"
"Uh, yeah," Megan lied. Before, she would have agreed that it was really weird, but after having met a bunch of living animatronics, she totally believed what the author wrote about.
"Well, I gotta go. Later," Megan said, then hung up.
"What was that about?" Bonnie asked, confused.
"Night 5's call. Hey, you guys never heard any of the phone calls, did you?" The animatronics shook their heads. "Ok, give me a second," Megan said as she took out a tape recorder to play the calls on. "And now the reason I'm not dead!" She pressed paly
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.
"He didn't work in the office before me. This thing was recorded a long time ago," Megan said, pausing the message.
So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about.
"Screw him. There's plenty to worry about. Like getting stuffed inside a freaking ANIMATRONIC!" Megan yelled. Bonnie laughed.
Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Ok?
"This is boring," Chica yawned.
"It gets more interesting later," Megan informed, playing the message.
Uh, let's see, first there's an introductery greeting from the company 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 comes to life, Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person.
"You're right Chica, this is totally boring. Move on to the interesting stuff, dude. Phone Guy's a loser," Megan said, now sitting upside down on her chair.
"Upon discovery that damage or death has occured, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon as property and premises has been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced.
"So that's what happens after we catch the nightguard. Always wondered why we always got new carpets," Bonnie remarked.
Blah, blah, blah. Now that migt sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronics here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them, no.
"My reaction: Yes!" Megan said.
If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath, I would be pretty irritable at night, too.
"Really?" Bonnie asked, looking pretty pissed off.
"That's not why we be killing the nightguards," Foxy said, also looking pissed off.
"Guys, just shut up so we can listen to the rest of these," Megan said, looking annoyed. They both nodded. "Good."
So remember, these characters hold a special place in the heart's of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay.
"You should try listening to him, Megan," Freddy said, glaring at her.
"Yeah, whatever, Fazbear," Megan said.
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, we move 'cause we want to, not 'cause our servos lock up," Bonnie corrected.
Uh, they used to be able to walk around during the day, too. But then there was the bite of '87. Yeah. I-it's amazing the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?
All the 'bots looked shocked. They had completly forgotten about the bite.
"Hey, what was the bite of '87?" Megan asked, confused.
"It was an incedent that happened a long time ago, and we're not telling you about it," Freddy said.
"Ok?" Megan more asked than said.
Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk as the night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you here 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 againest the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to... forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit.
"We don't see you as an endoskeleton. This guy has to get his facts straight," Goldie said. Megan nodded.
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 being forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort... and death.
Megan couldn't help it, she giggled.
"That doesn't really sound funny," Chica said.
"I know, but the way he said it makes me laugh," Megan said.
Uh, the only parts of you that would most likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out of , heh. Y-yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up.
"Really? I wonder why," Megan said dryly.
But hey, first day should be a breaze. I'll chat with you tomarrow. Uh, check those cameras and close the doors only if absoloutly necessary. Alright, good night.
"And that is night 1's call. This is night 2's call.
Uh, hello? Hello? Uh, well, if you're hearing this and you made it to night two, uh, congrats! I-I won't talk quite as long this time since Freddy and his friends tend to become more active as the week progresses.
"Yeah, at this time I was recovering from a heart attack from Bonnie being at the door," Megan said, glaring at said bunny. Bonnie chuckled nervously.
Uhh, it might be a good idea to peek at those cameras while I talk just to make sure everyone is at their proper place. You know...
Megan glared at Bonnie again.
Uh... interestingly enough, Freddy himself doesn't come off stage very often. I heard he becomes a lot more active in the dark, though, so, hey, that's one more reason not to run out of power, right?
"Yeah, I learned the hard way not to run out of power. Worst day of my life. And that's saying a LOT if it's comin' from me. My life is messed up," Megan said. The 'bots, minus Freddy, gave her confused looks. She just shrugged.
I-I also want to emphazize the importance of using your door lights. There are blind spots in your camera views, and those blind spots happen to be right outside of your doors. So, if-if you can't find something, or someone, on your cameras, be sure to check the door lights. Uh, you might only have a few seconds to react...
"Or, I'll have to have someone write me a will. Hey, if one of them ever kills me, will you write my will, Gold?" Megan asked. Goldie laughed and nodded.
Uh, not that you would be in any danger of course. I'm not implying that. Also, check on the curtain in Pirate's Cove from time to time. The character in there seems unique in that he becomes more active if the cameras remain off for a long period of time. I guess he doesn't like to watched. I don't know.
"I hate the light on the camera," Foxy growled.
Anyway, I'm sure you have everything under control. Uh, talk to you soon.
"Here's night 3's call," Megan said, then played it.
Hello, hello? Hey, you're doing great! Most people don't last this long. I mean, you know, they usually move on to other things. I'm not implyng that they died. Th-that's not what I meant.
"Of course it isn't," Megan said sarcasticly.
Uh, anyway, I better not take up much of your time. Things start getting real tonight. Uh... hey listen, I had an idea: if you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed into a Freddy suit, uhh, try playing dead! You know, go limp. Then there's a chance that, uh, maybe they'll think your an empty costume instead. Then again, if they think your an empty costume, they might try to... stuff a metal endoskeleton into you. I wonder how that would work. Yeah, never mind. It's just best not to get caught. Um... ok, I'll leave you to it. See you on the flip side.
"How I reacted: I. Am. Going. To. Die... AGH!" Megan quoted herself as she palyed night 4's call.
Hello, hello? Hey, wow, day 4. I knew you could do it. Uh, hey listen, I might not be around to send you a message tomarrow. The group heard banging noises.
It's- it's been a bad night for me. Um, I'm kinda glad I recorded my messages for you *clears throat* when I did. Uh, hey, do me a favor. More banging noises.
Maybe, sometime, you could check those suits in the back room? Even more banging.
Megan looked at the animatronics and saw they looked rather disturbed, especially Foxy.
I'm gonna try to hold out 'till then. Maybe it won't be so bad.
Foxy wimpered when there was even more banging. He knew it was him doing it.
Uh, I-I-I-I always wondered what was in those empty heads back there. Cue Torader March.
Freddy was totally freaked out when he heard his jingle playing.
You know...
The six heard groaning sounds.
Oh no. There was a loud screech, followed by static.
"Th- that's what we sound like when we get in?!" Chica asked. She freaked out even more when Megan nodded.
Megan stood up, took the tapes, and went back to the office. She knew they needed nothing more than to be alone.
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About an hour later, Megan walked out of the office with a bag of M&Ms. She planned to eat something while she talked to others.
She walked into the ding area and saw Freddy sitting down, messing with his microphone.
"Do you mess with that thing whenever you're upset?" Megan asked, sitting down next to him. He looked up at her and, despite being upset, rolled his eyes.
"You know, I don't really blame you," Megan said. "I say that in the name of all nightguards!" Megan tood up and acted like she was the president giving a speech.
"Well, thank you, I guess," Freddy replied as Megan sat down again.
"Ok, cheer up. It happened a long time ago. Get over it. A lot of bad stuff happened to me when I was little, but I'm over it. Well, most of it," Megan said.
"What exactly happened to you?" Freddy asked, curious.
"Stuff that I don't plan on telling you until you tell me what happened here," Megan said, standing up and tapping her foot.
"Ok, so I'm definatly not gonna find out tonight. But let's go cheer up the others," Freddy said, also standing up.
"I'll handle Bonnie and Foxy. You deal with the other two. And if you tell me that I can't tell you what to do, I swear, I'll punch you," Megan threataned. The two then walked away to find the others, Freddy feeling slightly scared that he was gonna get punched by the suicidal nightguard.
Megan found Bonnie backstage, messing with his guitar.
"Hi Bonnie. Cheer up, will you? I'm the victom here, and I forgive you. Also, I know I'm not Phone Guy, but I'm still a victom. I almost died, several times," Megan pointed out.
"Good to know you forgive me, but I'm still upset," Bonnie said.
"How about this? You get to slam the blast door in my face, as long as I don't get hurt. By the way, I have a prank we can do on Freddy. We'll put a bunch of pizza in a bucket, and hang the bucket on top of a door, and when Freddy opens the door, all the pizza will fall on him!" Megan explained.
"Ok, now I'm cheered up," Bonnie said.
"Now I have to go cheer up Foxy," Megan said, heading towards Pirate's Cove.
Freddy walked up to a depressed Chica.
"Hi Chica. That was horrible, wasn't it?" Freddy said. Chica nodded. "Well, cheer up. It was in the past, and there's nothing we can do about it now. Also, Megan said she forgives us."
Chica smiled at this. She was glad that Megan forgived her and her friends. Freddy then stood up, knowing he had helped Chica, and went to find Goldie.
"Foxy?" Megan called into Pirate's Cove. Bonnie had gone to set up the prank, while Megan went to help Foxy.
"What do ye want?" Foxy finally answered.
"Come on, Foxy. Cheer up! If you don't, you won't get to see Freddy have a bunch of pizza dumped on his head," Megan said. Foxy stuck his head out of Pirate's Cove after hearing that.
"Wait, what?" Foxy asked. He wasn't sure he heard right.
"It's a prank. Bonnie's setting it up right now. Come on," Megan said, grabbing Foxy's hook and dragging him to where Freddy was. Foxy had forgotten about the call after picturing Freddy with pizza all over his head.
Freddy walked into the supply closet, where Goldie sat.
"Hey Gold. Don't be depressed about the phone call. Nobody blames us. Megan said it herself," Freddy told Goldie.
"I'm pretty sure I'm the one who killed Phone Guy," was Goldie's response.
"Gold, get over it. It happened in the past, so there's nothing we can do," Freddy said. "Now, come on. Let's go find the others."
Freddy, opened the door to the supply closet and stepped out. As soon as head did that, twenty pizza slices fell on him. Then a bucket fell on him. He heard everybody laughing and knew Megan was behind this. He would get her back for this, Freddy made sure of that.