I am so sorry I haven't been posting. A lot of things have happened, but I plan to be back with a chapter a week once again. :) Thank-you everyone who has read this story, and inspiring me to continue. On to the story then :)
CHAPTER 8
The night guard didn't leave until seven when other employees started to arrive. What he had been doing in the little office, the animatronics had no idea. But after what Freddy and Foxy had witnessed, they didn't go check. Bonnie and Chica wanted to know what had happened, but Freddy and Foxy stayed silent as the grave about the whole thing and finally Bonnie and Chica dropped it. Instead, they expressed their joy in whispers so the other employees would not hear how excited they were that they had not killed anyone.
"I mean, I don't like the guy, but he neither died, or ran screaming. He is able to keep us out. I think we don't need to worry." Chica said happily.
"He was lucky I didn't get him a few times there, though." Bonnie said. It was clear that Bonnie still held a strong grudge.
"Aye, the lad was lucky, but 'e had some skill." Foxy put in. Freddy sighed.
"At least one thing is for sure, we will see him again tonight. And we can probably assume that with each time we fail to satisfy the programming, the harder it will get to remain ourselves. We just need to try and keep our heads." And try they would. Whether they failed or succeeded, it all in the end was up to the night guard.
But the night guard had his own intentions. Mark waited outside the pizzeria for the Boss to arrive so he could ask a few questions. He really didn't expect the robots to actually come after him. But now that he had some ideas as to how they worked at night, he had also gained some ideas on how to use them to his own advantages. Slowly as opening time drew near, kids started to line up outside the door of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. His face gained a sickly grin and the hair that had been pink a moment before flashed purple for a moment before he spotted the Boss and his attention returned to the questions he had for the man who first mentioned killer robots.
"What is he still doing here?" Chica asked Freddy. The three animatronics had been watching the night guard as he sat in his car idly. Foxy had long since retreated to his cove and kids had started to line up outside the door. It didn't take long for Chica and Bonnie to lose interest though, and started to bicker lightly with each other. Freddy's attention, however, remained on the man with pink hair. That was, until suddenly the man's face took on a very different look. A sick smile crept up his face and his hair turned a dark purple. Freddy froze and held his breath. The man's new purple look didn't last very long, but the few seconds it did was all it took to scare Freddy in a way nothing had ever scared him before.
"Freddy?" Bonnie asked. The bear realized his frozen state, and shook his head.
"It's nothing. Don't worry about it."
The pink man re-entered the building when the Boss arrived and followed him to the office. Behind, kids flooded through the opened doors. For the first time, Freddy desperately wished that the man was going to quit. There was something very off about him that worried Freddy terribly. He felt he needed to know what they were talking about.
"Bonnie. Chica, keep an eye on the kids for the first little bit. I need to take care of some things." Freddy said, before heading off the stage and going to the office door and putting his head against it. He wanted to know what the pink man- or Mark rather as the man had so clearly said, was going to say to the Boss.
"…and one more thing. Are there any suits besides the mascots you have performing?" Mark asked. The Boss was baffled by the question. Until then the man had asked so many useless questions. But he was so glad the man hadn't immediately quit that he answered the questions.
"Well, yes. There was an old establishment before this one that was shut down and the animatronics that were there were moved here. I think it was a golden bear and a golden bunny. I think I recall that they were special suits that person could wear, though they were deemed unsafe and were not used for that purpose. They worked as animatronics, though." The Boss said.
"Wearable?" Mark asked.
"Well, I think I recall they were referred to as spring lock suits. But now they just sit in the back room rusting away. I don't think they will ever make a reappearance."
Freddy listened intently. This was the first he had heard of suits other than himself and his family. Curious, he risked peeking through the window to see what was going on and saw Mark nodding to Boss.
"Okay, thank-you." Mark said.
"Wait- you aren't quitting?" The Boss asked.
"No- why would I?" Mark asked, his hair flashing purple for but a moment. But the Boss didn't notice. Or chose not to notice. He was just glad that he wouldn't have the government breathing down his neck to get a night guard. He no longer cared who or what kind of person worked the position a this point.
Freddy backed away and returned to his friends, helping them with the group of kids that were around them. Still, he couldn't quiet the thoughts that were racing around in his head. Why was Mark so interested in the old suits? As far as he had heard, those suits had sat in the parts and service room for a while now, falling apart piece by piece. Freddy himself had never even entered that room. In fact, Bonnie was the only one who ever bothered to go in there. He would have to ask him later if he had seen old suits in there. Freddy wanted to know more about them.
Foxy could see the bear's face was worried and later in the day Foxy approached him.
"What be th' problem mate?" Foxy asked. The bear looked tiredly at him. Foxy had never seen his brother like this before. What was on his mind?
"I don't like that Mark guy. He sends chills down to the core of my existence. I have a bad feeling about him." Freddy wasn't sure why he was telling the young fox this, but it was probably because Foxy had also seen what he had early that morning. Foxy nodded his understanding.
"I hear ye there. I don't think any of us like him. Yet we still try to resist. It would almost be funny if it wasn't so terrifying." Foxy said.
"Also, Bonnie." Freddy said, gaining the Bunny's attention.
"What is is Freddy?" Bonnie asked.
"Do you know anything about spare suits in the back room?"
"Sure, there are a few. Two full suits that look rather different, and then a few other ones. Why do you ask?"
"No reason... Different how?"
"I dunno… They just look like they might work differently than we do. Never really looked at them,"
"Oh. Thanks, that's all." The animatronics went through the day with nothing else happening besides a kid who ran too fast and sprained his ankle. But the pizzeria soon closed and the animatronics were left to wait for midnight. Then they would see what the night would hold for them.
