Took a while to get this chapter done and up. Most of the reason for putting it off was to work on other things. When I was ready to get back to it..more things happened, a couple of birthdays, my mom moved away, my own birthday just passed (my boyfriend took me to Disney world, yay) and now I'm home alone while my grandparents are up visiting my mom.

Anyway, hope everyone enjoys this chapter.


"Great, see you tonight!"

I had no chance to respond before hearing the click of my boss hanging up. I just stood there with a blank expression before slamming the phone down.

THE REASON FOR CALLING SICK IS SO I DON'T HAVE TO COME IN AT ALL!

I just flopped onto the couch with a frustrated groan…I tried sleeping when I got home but after an hour of staring at the ceiling I figured that wouldn't happen. I just couldn't get what happened out of my head. The events of the night just played over and over in a constant loop. I don't think I can do it a second time. They didn't kill me but I don't trust being as lucky a second time remembering that Bonnie had mentioned "stuffing". No question that at least he wants to kill me.

I managed to fall asleep on the couch before I could think on it more. When I woke up I had just enough time to shower and eat before heading out the door, feeling like I'm on a death march. I almost wished to miss the late night bus, it sucks having no car or license sometimes. Missing the bus would give me an excuse not to come in.

When I arrived, my boss wasn't there but he left a note. I rolled my eyes after reading it over, again talking about the midnight margin.

"Ha, ha. Very funny..." I crumpled the note and pushed the doors open.

I stood in the main room for a minute, staring at the stage. What am I doing? I shouldn't be back after finding out what happens after hours. I must be crazy. I shook my head before walking to the closet for the cleaning supplies.

Having remembered to bring my iPod, I pop in the ear buds and hope the music can keep me calm enough to work fast. It always works for my chores at home.

The last time I watched a clock this obsessively was when I was in high school. After the kitchen and bathrooms I decided on the hallways next. After finishing the second one I paused at the door back to the main room. It was only a few minutes left until midnight and I still had the main room to clean. I really don't want to go back out there.

"Well, I can stand here debating or just bite the bullet and what happens just happens…"

I took a deep breath to try and calm myself as I stepped back out into the main room. Everyone was still on the stage…but not for long…I hate my life, but I'm not so keen on it ending any time soon.

The next few minutes felt like hours until the clock finally hit midnight. I clutched the broom to my chest as if it were a lifeline and turned my head to the stage. Sure enough, the animatronic were...waking up I guess, I don't know how the whole ordeal works. Bonnie saw me across the room and crossed his arms.

"Great, she's back."

Does he not like me for some reason? I can't think of any reason why. I didn't move at all as they left the stage, I jumped back a little when Chica was actually standing in front of me within seconds. I had no idea what to do or why she was so quick to get to me before the others.

"Uh…hi?"

I don't know what I expected but it wasn't what happened next as she answered in a cheerful tone, "Hi, are you hungry? We can make some pizza and I bet there are some cakes in the freezer. Come on!"

I almost tripped when she suddenly grabbed my wrist and dragged me off to the kitchen. "Whoa...wait a…I'm not…"

After the door closed behind us I sort of stood there as Chica fiddled with the controls of the oven. I'm going to have the clean this place all over again…I thought about trying to leave, not wanting to be within three feet of any of the animatronics. Not to mention knowing that they kill people, being dragged to the kitchen can bring up a whole string of bad outcomes in a persons head.

I jumped when she started talking again, "Where were you today, we didn't see you at all."

So they are aware of things going on during the day…I felt like I had to answer if theses guys asked me a question, I still didn't want to say the wrong thing to any of them.

"I called in sick..."

She seemed confused, "Why?"

Why else? I sighed and tried to keep my voice level while inside I was a nervous wreck still afraid I was going to be killed before the night is through and decided to just tell the truth.

"I was…afraid of coming back…"

I squeaked and stiffened when that got me a hug in response…Chica actually didn't seem bad but I wasn't ready to let my guard down just yet. When she let go she ran off to come back with a bag of flour and started chatting away again like we were friends.

"You don't have to worry, you're a day shift."

That caught my attention, "Day...shift?'

She nodded, she didn't look at me, now focused on the work in front of her but kept talking, "Yep...and you don't look like…"

I was confused when she suddenly trailed off. The silence hung in the air for a few moments before I let out an awkward cough and backed to the door.

"Uh, okay…I...still have some cleaning to do so…I'll just...yeah." I left the kitchen and almost regretted it.

I jumped at who I was suddenly in front of, "Freddy! Uh…" I think I just had a minor heart attack.

He looked down at me with a look that made me feel about three feet shorter.

"I want to talk to you."

I stammered a bit as I tired to answer and maybe avoid…whatever it was he wanted to talk about, "Oh….c-can it wait? I-I…uh still have some work to do an-"

"Now."

"Okay."

I gulped as I was led to the back room. My nervousness grew, this is where all the spare parts were kept. Remembering Bonnie's mention of "stuffing" from last night…I don't want to be here. I stiffened when the door closed behind me and I could only stare at Freddy.

"Uh…w-why are we in here?" I couldn't keep the shaking out of my voice. Sure, I was afraid of all of them,, even if Foxy and Chica didn't seem interested in hurting me…my opinion on Bonnie is yet to be decided…but I was TERRIFIED of Freddy.

He answered like it was obvious, "Privacy…once Foxy leaves the cove it's likely he won't let us near you again."

I glanced at the heads lining the walls and back at Freddy, his head turned to look himself and then actually laughed. What did he find so funny?

"Don't worry, those aren't for the Day Shift."

Okay, I have to know. "Chica called me...the same thing. W-what does that mean?"


Okay, so we're going to get into some details I was actually asked about. So, that'll be next chapter. I was also asked about what my OC looked like...sorry for lack of details...so just ask and I can give you the link to my FNAF folder on deviantArt and you'll see some pictures there.