FNAF GG 1 [March 22nd, 2015]
A.N: Ok, so I wrote something like this a while back, but I thought I'd give it another try, since back then I didn't know much about Ross, Barry, and Suzy. So uh, yeah. I had originally intended to make more chapters to that one, but it just didn't work out. Hopefully it will this time.
"'Night guards'," Arin read aloud, tossing the job application toward the trash can. Unfortunately he missed. He slumped down in the office chair with a heavy sigh. "We're supposed to be night guards, not pizza protectors."
Danny laughed. "'Pizza protecters'? Come on, Arin, it's totally normal for a pizzeria to have night guards."
"Uh-since when?" Arin scoffed, crossing his arms.
"Don't be such a baby," Suzy said, patting him playfully on the back. "It's only for five nights; less than a week."
"That doesn't make it any less stupid," Arin argued.
"I hate to admit it, but Arin's got a point," Ross agreed. "Why would a pizzeria need a night guard, let alone FIVE? Especially since they're closing soon?"
"Who knows?" Barry said with a shrug. He peeked out at the right hallway. "But I don't like this place, and not just because it's a stupid job."
"What is it then?" Danny asked. "Is it the haunted pizzeria of the Pizza Monster?"
"No, no, no," he rushed. "Here, listen to this." He took a newspaper he had laid on the floor. He cleared his throat and read, "'Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria Preparing to Shut Down', yada, yada, yada...oh, here it is: 'Parents have reported seeing blood and mucus on the animatronic characters, especially around the eyes and teeth.' Does that not sound suspicious?"
Before anyone could answer, the phone rang abruptly. Arin simply rolled his eyes. "Who would be calling this stupid pizzeria at midnight?"
Ignoring him, Suzy reached over and pressed the speaker button.
"Hello? Oh, hello! Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night-"
"Who does this guy think he is?" Ross scoffed. "Being a night guard isn't the hardest thing in the world-"
"It might be harder than we think," Barry snapped. "Seriously, Ross, can't you stop joking around for once?"
"Ok, jeez, Barry."
"...Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing persons report will be filed within 90 days or as soon as 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," the man on the phone reassured.
He continued to inform them about their job, and about the dark secret of Freddy's Pizzeria. The animatronics, as it turned out, "tend to wander a bit", according to the man. If they find the office, the five are more than likely going to die. That is, unless the animatronics decide to let them live.
Regardless, after hearing the recorded message end, the tension in the room had risen, and the atmosphere seemed more eerie now that the man had explained everything. It took a while before the silence broke.
"It can't be true... Right?" Danny asked, hoping the man had been joking the whole time.
"Doubt it," Arin gulped. "That guy sounded serious to me."
"Great," Danny sighed shakily.
"Here," Barry interrupted, handing Arin a slim tablet. "I-I can't do it."
"What's wrong? Did the cameras go out?" Arin asked, looking through the various rooms of the pizzeria on the dim screen.
"N-no," Barry replied, shaking his head. "It's just... I don't want that man to be right about this place. So... If the phone guy/is/right, I don't exactly wanna be the first to know."
"'Phone guy'," Arin repeated quietly, watching the show stage closely.
"Look, Barry, we'll be ok," Ross said, trying his best to be optimistic. "I mean, we got doors." He clicked the red button on the right repeatedly, making the door open and shut. He started to smile, hoping Barry would do the same. "Right?" Open. "Right?" Shut. Open.
Barry smiled weakly. "Right."
"Uh..." Arin muttered, staring at the suddenly blank screen. "What's up with the cameras? Why aren't they working?" he panicked.
"There must be some kind of interference..." Barry suggested.
The camera's static cleared, but something was amiss now. "The bunny's gone," Arin gasped, pointing to an empty place on the screen.
"What?!" Suzy squeaked, peering over Arin's shoulder. Sure enough, he was right. There was an animatronic missing from the show stage.
"He's gotta be around there somewhere," Ross muttered.
"Check the cameras, check the cameras, check the cameras," Barry chanted, trying to keep calm however failing miserably.
Arin scanned the various rooms of the pizzeria. Finally, he sighed with relief. "He's in the dining area."
"And that's a good thing because?" Danny questioned, shivering behind Arin.
"Hey, at least he's not right outside our door." Arin motioned to the doorway on the left. "If you're so paranoid, you can be on door duty."
"I-I'm not paranoid..." Danny denied. "I'm just... Being cautious."
Arin rolled his eyes, but when he looked back at the screen, the bunny had disappeared from the dining area. He cursed. "Where'd he go?!"
Danny moaned. "I don't like this!"
"Ok, look, there he is. He's in the hallway," Arin breathed.
"Arin, I/really/don't wanna be here," Danny whined.
"Well, let's pretend this is a game then... IT'S A LOVELY LITTLE GAME CALLED A-UH-FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S. U-USE YOUR REACTION SKILLS TO YOUR ADVANTAGE AND HOPE THAT YOU DON'T DIE. CAN YOU LAST FIVE NIGHTS? I DUNNO IF I CAN. THAT'S WHY I ASKED YOU," Arin yelled in his usual angry but humorous tone.
Danny couldn't help but laugh, joined by everyone else. "Ok, ok. Uh... Welcome back to Game Grumps," Danny tried. "We're playing a spooky scary game today. Uh... Barry, Ross, and I, as you all know, HATE horror themed games because we're big babies, but WHO CARES?"
"Hey, guys," Arin said, hushing the laughter. "The bunny... I-I can't find him."
"Where is he then?" Ross asked nervously. Everyone's gaze shifted to the left doorway.
Slowly, Barry crossed to it and he pushed the button labeled "light". A dim light flickered on a tall, dark figure. It was as tall as Barry was himself, in fact, taller. Long ears, mechanical legs, and wide eyes that stared at him with bloodlust.
He could hear screams behind him, telling him to get away from the door. He couldn't move. He was petrified with fear, and he did nothing as the mechanical paw reached for him slowly.
As quick as he could, Arin slammed the red button, closing the door in the bunny's face and he flung Barry away from the door, unintentionally knocking him to the floor. "What the heck were you doing?! Are you/trying/to get yourself killed?"
Barry shook his head, snapping out of the shock and he slowly rose to his feet. "...How can those animatronics be built to be enjoyable for little kids? They're... They're terrifying to look at."
Ross cursed, looking at Barry's watch. "It's only 4 A.M. We still have two more hours of this BS!"
Suzy gasped, noticing another problem. "Arin! Turn that thing off!" she yelped, taking the tablet from his hands.
Arin glared at her. "Hey, what the heck are you-"
"Look," she said, pointing to the power percentage displayed on a black box sitting on the desk. "34%."
"H-how did it get so low?!" Danny stuttered.
"The camera uses the battery, as well as the door," Suzy figured. "I think the phone guy said something about conserving power. This is what he meant," she analyzed, handing the black screened tablet back to Arin.
"So, I can't keep the cameras on the whole time," Arin grumbled to himself. "Great."
"And we can't keep the doors closed forever," Danny whispered nervously, putting his head against the door and listening carefully.
"So all we can do now is sit back and wait," Suzy mumbled, squeezing Arin's left arm.
"But what about the other animatronics?" Ross wondered aloud. "Won't they come after us too?"
"It's not even close to 6 A.M.," Barry muttered. "At this rate, we'll never make it out of here alive."
"Barry, don't talk like that," Ross tried. "We'll be alright." His voice wavered a bit. Even/he/was starting to doubt himself, but he didn't know what else to say. Someone had to keep hope, and if it wasn't him, Ross didn't know who. Of course the waver had probably made Barry feel worse and Ross bit his lip nervously, waiting for Barry's response.
"You can't guarantee it," Barry replied slowly, shaking his head. "You know, it's kinda ironic. We thought this job would be easy, but it's a life or death situation. Right now, working at McDonalds instead isn't looking like such a bad idea..." He rolled his eyes in spite of himself. "I never really thought about dying in a way as ridiculous as this; we're just sitting in this office, waiting to be murdered by animatronics that have minds of their own."
"Jeez, Barry, who knew you could sound so dark," Arin chuckled and opened the door, revealing a once again empty hallway.
"Arin?" Barry started.
"Yeah?"
"What would happen if we died today?"
He thought for a moment. "Well, um, I guess if we die, we die."
"What if it's just one of us?" br /br /Arin turned to face him now. He could see Barry's face clearly, even in the dimly lit office room. His face was still pale with fear and his eyes were sad and dark, like he had given up hope on surviving a single night in the pizzeria. "Don't worry about it. We're all gonna make it out tonight. I promise."
"Careful, Arin," Barry warned solemnly. "Don't make a promise you can't keep."
"I/will/keep it," Arin said in new determination. "I'm not gonna let/anyone/in here go tonight." He picked up the tablet and resumed looking through the rooms. More specifically, he glanced at the show stage, which had rid itself of yet another animatronic.
"Where'd ducky go?!" Suzy yelped, hiding behind Arin.
"Oh, Suzy," Arin groaned. He pointed to the screen at the duck's face. "See? He's in the bathroom."
Suzy peeked at the tablet screen. "Oh..." she sighed with relief.
"A-Arin," Danny whispered. "We've only got 11% left."
Arin cursed and frantically turned the screen off. "What time is it?" he demanded.
Barry looked at his wrist. "5:47 A.M. Think we'll make it?"
"We/have/to make it," Arin said grimly, leaning back in the chair. "As long as we check the hallway lights," He tapped the button and the light flickered in the empty hall. "And shut the doors when needed," He checked the other hall, seeing it was also empty. "We should be fine."
After a moment of silence, Danny flinched, suddenly noticing something wrong. "Uhhhh, Arin?"
He checked on the left doorway; still empty. "Uh-huh?"
"Where's Ross?"
"What?!" Suzy gasped, observing the small office area quickly. Sure enough, Ross was no where to be seen.
"Don't tell me he went out there!" Arin said standing abruptly and sticking his head out toward the right hallway.
Barry picked up the tablet and flipped through the cameras, finally stopping on the camera outside the bathroom. He handed the tablet to Danny and without waiting for his confused response, Barry shoved his way past Arin and ran down the right hallway.
Even though he didn't have to run that far, Arin's calls were faint as he zoomed down the hall. He slid to a stop in front of the bathroom door and hurriedly flung it open. Ross was quite startled to say the least.
"What the heck are you doing?" Ross asked, throwing a paper towel in the trash can.
Barry grabbed his arm and started pulling him toward the door, not taking his eyes off of a particular spot behind Ross.
"What's gotten into you? I was just using the bathroom!" Ross scoffed, pulling Barry's hand off his wrist. "Honestly, it's not like they come in/here/, right?" He stopped, seeing Barry wasn't answering his question, even though it was rhetorical. "R-right?" he repeated. Slowly, he turned and looked up, seeing a giant duck grinning at him. "Oh..." he gulped.
Barry watched in horror as the animatronic pulled Ross backward. It shrieked horribly, forcing Barry to cover his ears. With great force, the duck pulled on Ross's right arm, making him scream with pain. Barry winced, squeezing his eyes shut. With a final crack and scream, silence filled the room and Barry opened his eyes. Both Ross and the duck were gone.
"Ross?" Barry whispered, hoping maybe he had pulled a trick at the last second and hid somewhere. The only reply that met him was the cruel silence.
He walked sluggishly back to the office and Arin had apparently been waiting for him. He stood in the doorway, a worried look on his face. "You ok, Barry?"
Barry stared at him. "I... I couldn't do it."
"Couldn't do what?" Suzy asked in concern.
"I... Nevermind... It's stupid. It's stupid, ok?"
"Are you... Crying?" Suzy gasped softly, covering her mouth.
Barry wiped his eyes and sniffed. "Maybe," he muttered.
"Hey, at least it's 6 now," Danny tried. "We can go home."
"Ok..." Barry mumbled, not bothering to move. Ross was missing and/or dead and he had no idea what to do. He couldn't just go home though. He couldn't just leave him here. Before he knew it, the four of them were walking to their car in the parking lot. They all tried not to look back and they were silent as they drove away from the pizzeria and into the warm sunlight.
A.N: This took me quite some time to finish but, tada, it's finished. I actually was planning on letting them make it through the first night with no problem. But seeing as, you know, when the Game Grumps get scared, they say that they crap their pants and all, but- Sorry, what I'm trying to say is that's kinda why I wanted Ross to leave the room. Cause yeah, they got scared by Bonnie and stuff. Yo no sé... Th-that's Spanish. For I don't FRIC