Your days off consisted of the same routine. It was good to have some time off, especially as it was paid, but you really did miss Monty. Monty was texting you, always sending you random photos of him and the others. Chica also now had your phone number so every time she had a break, she would send you photos of every single thing she ate that day, garbage included. You use to feel off about her eating literal trash but now it was kinda cute, it didn't disgust you anymore for the simple the fact she was just that excited to get her hands on it. She got way too excited when she found pizza slices or half eaten birthday cakes.
As you were thinking about how cute your little friend was, Monty actually called you. It was the first time he had called you! You cleared your voice and answered, trying to act all cool but you stumbled over your words. "H-Hey, Monty! How are you?" It had only been one night since you saw him last.
"Hmmm, hey, doll. Don't be stuttering your words already." He called you out with a low rumbling electronic laugh.
"Shut up!" You huffed, "I'm glad you're calling me but it's only…" you passed a glance at your work issues alarm clock, Freddy themed, and it read 5:06pm. "Like, 5pm. Bit ballsy to be calling me when you're working."
"That's just my dare devil nature. We fucked on camera and took photos with a staff camera. I literally ate you out against a viewing window, you were just lucky it was blocked off. I don't think you'd be worried about a lil phone call." He scoffed but his words were said so confidently.
"Monty! Don't just say that out loud! Where are you that you're opening your big, and skilled, mouth? You're clearly not up on the main floor." You knew your cheeks were flushed and hot to the touch from his words.
"Correct." He said like some sort of game show host. "I'm currently in parts and service."
"Parts and service? What, why?" You sat up in concern. You knew all the animatronics were scared of parts and service, when this place had first opened, they had lots of 'experimental' mods and designs pushed onto them. Even Roxy had admitted it caused them a lot of simulated pain.
"Calm down, Cher. It's just a general check up. Freddy crashed on stage for our evening performance so he got a complete restart and they put that idiot on half power. He really fucked the show up, everyone is pissed off with him. Apparently he ain't been shuttin' down in safe mode when he charges and it's caused this so don't go all sympathetic on him. Because of him- we all gotta get checked out now." Monty's voice got a bit gritty. He had some jealousy issues between you and Freddy, he also hated Freddy with a passion. You assumed because of the Bonnie incident and the fact Freddy was the face of the establishment.
"Is he okay though?" You were worried, you didn't see him as any kind of partner material for multiple reasons; he was like your father figure! He was caring and soft in a way you loved but not romantically. Plus, you were more than sure that he was extremely gay!
"Sadly, yeah." He scoffed. "Okay, I gotta head out. You better be plannin' another break in soon because my hands are missin' the most important thing- your ass. Get here soon." He snorted a laugh down the receiver.
You rolled your eyes but chuckled a bit, "I'll text you, pervert. And if you behave reeeeeal good, I might stop by if I can get Kevin on board again. Alright, see you later. Don't let them twist your wires and make you act all weird." You smirked a bit at the idea. You started to picture Monty with Freddy's personality chip.
"Fuck you, I'm never weird." He grumbled. "See ya, doll. Be safe." He said in a softer tone at the end before hanging up before he got too mushy, not letting you say anything back to that.
"Moron." You chuckle as you flick through your phone and pull up Kevin's number. It took a few rings before he answered, the sound of screaming kids was the first thing you heard. "Y/N? What's up? If you're asking to come back early for a shift, the answer is still no." He said quickly. You had been pestering the poor guy let you come back early and he kept denying it because he didn't want to put himself in trouble.
"No, no. It's not that, well for tonight anyway, but I was wondering if all the security guards are still off? I want to sneak back in because I feel like Monty might get mad if I don't." You started to amplify the situation. If Kevin thought Monty might go apeshit again, he would let you in!
"Again? He only saw you like…48 hours ago?…Clingy." He sighed, maybe he would be wanted like that one day. "Well…I mean, as long as you hide your face and steer clear of the cameras, I don't see why not? It's only Vanessa and a new cleaner in today as she the only one who didn't get sick from whatever was going around the night staff and he was just hired. No, you haven't lost your job- Claire quit. The teenager with emotional issues. Also, don't pester Freddy too much, he needs to rest up." He said in his stern voice which caused you to laugh and him to promptly get a little irritable.
"Yes, I won't. I promise. I heard about it from Monty. You don't need to wait about or anything, I can let myself in. I'll avoid the new guy as much as possible." You explained as you went to pick out an outfit to wear. You wondered if you should dress cute for him or just rock the scraggy look. You didn't think too much on this new cleaner.
"Let yourself in? Actually, wait. I don't even want to know! Just be out before 6am. Hopefully, I won't see you around." His voice was tired, he clearly wanted to go home. "Don't trash anything or set the place on fire." He joked playfully.
"No promises." You say as you decide to wear a half cute outfit. "See you later, Kevin. Bye." You let him go back to getting his work done. You held up some grey sweatpants and a little white and red crop top which had 'idiot' stitched on the front in blocky, kid like writing. It made you think of Monty because of your shitty insults when you first met because that Gator knew how to fluster you. You got everything ready, packing more snacks for Chica too! Once it was Midnight, you changed and set out to the Pizzaplex. It was about half past 12 when you finally got there.
You used your crowbar to pry open the worn locks on the Monty Golf exit door, leaving it up against the side as you closed the door after you. You walked through the course and out into the main area by their rooms. Except, no one was in. All of them were out, even Freddy. You looked a bit confused, you wanted to surprise Monty with your visit but he wasn't even around, typical. Just your luck! You couldn't call out in case the new cleaner heard you. You weren't too worried about Vanessa knowing, she was good at her job but she would be unimpressed with you at most. She would probably let you stay.
You paced around the Pizzaplex, heading down to the kitchens first as Chica could probably help you find him. She was always there at night! Monty usually hung out at his golf course but you had walked through that way and hadn't seen him. "Chica? Are you here?" You called out, knowing the cleaner wouldn't be down here and Vanessa didn't even wonder here so you should be fine to use your voice. "I brought some snacks for you, also some metal polish and a air freshener to put against your food storage tank as I know you don't want any bad smells…" it made her self conscious and she had asked for you to get her a bunch of them. You saw her pacing the ovens but she didn't look right.
She was walking all weird, neck bent and her knees pressed inwards as she walked. "Chica? What's wrong? Did parts and service fuck up something in-" As you were talking, her head whipped round to face you, body turning to meet it. You stopped dead in your tracks, that was a little…aggressive.
She let out a mechanical whirl, motors kicking in and working over time for something. You didn't know she was trying to fight herself from harming you in that moment. You stepped towards her, "I brought snacks." You say softly, reaching for your shoulder bag. You didn't get very far with it at all, Chica burst forward into a run with the full intent of ramming into you with her metal body.
You stumbled back in sheer panic, "Fuck! W-What the hell, Chica?! Chica, stop!" She didn't slow down, acting almost possessed. You couldn't move fast enough and you stumbled, falling hard down against the tiled floor. You screamed as she pounced on you, gripping your wrists as her beak came down in an attempt to bite your face. You moved your head to the side at the last second, her beak smashing into the floor next to your head and you heard the tiles crack under the force. She really was trying to kill you?!
You feared for you fucking life, you don't know what the hell had happened to her but she wasn't herself! Your friend would never do this to you. She started bending your wrists and your yells got louder. You had to act fast or you'd die here. You quickly tucked your legs up, knees pressed against Chica's chest as she went for a second attempt on your face. You kicked out, it fucking hurt like a bitch as you were kicking metal but Chica got pushed back just enough for her to let go of one of your wrists.
You grabbed a saucepan from under one of the kitchen counters, smashing it upside her head. You must have hit a good spot with the right amount of force because she let out an electronic wail, sitting up to hold her face. You turned on your front, nails digging into the tiles and pulling yourself out from under her before taking off running. Your heart was racing sporadically, uneven and fast. Your head was spinning which caused your vision to shift slightly to the left, you had hit your head hard on the tiles. "F-Fuck!" You yelled as you gripped the kitchen office door frame, throwing yourself in and slamming down the security doors.
"Oh, Jesus Christ…" you panted say you put your hands on your knees and tried to catch your breath. There was a noise behind you however, a soft gasp being heard and the desk chair moving. You stand up, grabbing a clipboard for protection from whatever danger you were about to beat the shit out of. You didn't waste time, your fight or flight kicked in. You grabbed the desk chair and threw it back, swinging at whatever was under the desk.
Then there was a human scream…wait, what? Some little kid was under the desk, holding a pen like a knife. "Get back! You won't get me!" He yelled, swinging it back. Here you were, having a stationary war with some kid under a desk.
"K-Kid, what the hell? Get out!" You grabbed him and pulled him out. "What the hell are you doing here? The place is shut!" You couldn't believe the situation you were in. You came here for some dick and instead you almost got murdered and now were going to have to baby sit.
"Noo!" Was his response, his little feet kicking out at you as you just held him down and away from you. "You're going to get us found! She's out there!" He hissed out his words. He was clearly scared.
You slowly let him go, "What happened? I just ran into Chica and she tried to kill me. Do you know anything?" You narrowed your eyes at the suspicious kid. You knew he wouldn't have caused this but he clearly had been here longer than you and knew about Chica.
"I don't know! I got trapped here after the place closed today and just…Chica, Roxy and Monty are after me as well as that security guard! Me and Freddy are trying to wait it out so I can go!" He explained in panic.
"M-Monty is acting like Chica?" You asked desperately, needing confirmation.
The kid nodded, "He's the worst. He jumps out at me. He even tried to jump over the stairs to get me and I had to hide in Freddy."
"Woah, woah. In Freddy?" You raised an eyebrow and he nodded. "What's your name?"
"Gregory." He had calmed down being with you, you clearly weren't going to turn him in and you seemed to know the animatronics on a personal level.
"I'm Y/N. So, Gregory. Let's get back to Freddy? I need to talk with him about the others. Don't worry kid, I'm not going to hurt you. Let's just get somewhere safe for now, it's too dangerous. The doors are running out of power, we need to go now." You explained in a rush as you pick up your bag, reaching your hand out for him.
He was still just a little kid, he must be scared. You didn't really like kids but you wouldn't not comfort a scared child. He slowly reached out and took your hand, "Stay close, okay? Where is Freddy?" You ask in a whisper as you both peer over the desk.
"Gregory, where are you? What's taking so long?" Gregory's Fazwatch suddenly spoke, using Freddy's voice which was standard but that was very personal!
Gregory's eyes lit up, "Freddy! I have an adult with me, her name is Y/N. Is she safe?" He narrowed his eyes at you and you stuck your tongue out.
"You're with Y/N? What a lucky surprise, Gregory. She is safe, she is our friend too. She will help in getting you home safely. Come back and meet me in my room so we can now re-plan." Freddy was talking softly and encouragingly with Gregory. Sweet.
"Damn, I'll need Freddy to give me one of them. They're expensive as hell." You say as you open the other security door, holding Gregory's hand as you both rush out down the hall. You heard footsteps and light bounced off a wall, someone's flashlight. Gregory physically panicked, pulling your arm down so you both hid behind some boxes. Vanessa walked by, scanning around. "Little boy, come on! Your parents will want to know where you are! What's the point of hiding?" She called out as she went by.
You went to speak and Gregory hushed you. Damn, bossy little kid. "She's not safe. Something is wrong, shes after me." He whispered.
"You're paranoid. She could help you go." You whisper back and he shook his head.
"She wants to hurt me." He refused to believe Vanessa could help. You guessed you had to step up and help him. You could always text Vanessa later about it and tell her not to worry.
You were more than worried about this situation. It was in all of their programming that they couldn't cause physical harm to any child, inside or outside the Pizzaplex. Adults were a different thing though, each had a safety mode to protect children, allowing them to cause harm in extreme measures. The day care attendant especially as he had an 'Eclipse' mode which meant he could beat a predator into next week.
Monty was your biggest concern. He was already easy to piss off and if he was as wild as Gregory had made out, you felt a bit scared. What if he couldn't recognise it was you? He could easily tear into you and paint the Pizzaplex red with you- those claws weren't just for show. They were intended for damage, it was so he could play his bass better but it wasn't how he used them.
"Let's go, quick." You practically yanked Gregory down the corridors and round into the tunnels. "You can't get spotted by the security bots. They'll go off if they find you."
"You don't think I know that by now?" Gregory said sassily.
You rolled your eyes but sighed, "There is another cleaner here too, he literally just started today so I can't tell if he would help us or not so stay out of his way." You say as a security bot approached. You quickly hid Gregory in a baby stroller, standing in front of him. "There are good places to hide, the animatronics will struggle to find you if they can't see your face as they work on facial recognition. Just stay hidden and stay low if the security bots go off." You helped him out before going to Freddy's room directly.
Once the door opened, Gregory ran over to him and stood close to him, little hand's holding into Freddy's legs. "Y/N, long time no see. I am glad to see that you are okay! Please, take a seat so I can explain. I cannot tell you exactly what is happening as I have no idea. It all happened after we visited Parts and Service. The others were fine during the day but once the place shut, they went…feral almost."
Someone must have done something to your friends, to your Monty, they must have altered them in some way. Chica would never hurt anyone, especially not you. You had to get to the bottom of those all while now protecting a kid. Freddy seemed fine so his system shut down and restart must have protected him. You hoped he stayed like this and he didn't glitch out as well. You were now stuck in the Pizzaplex with killer animatronic, one being your now feral lover, with a child and his fatherly electronic bear.