Now we get into FNaF2. The Phone Guy speeches are different, mainly because I forgot what he actually says and I'm relying on the book, which cuts off the script, and I'm also making the poor night guard actually talk. The timeline is also slightly different, due to me screwing with it like I always do.
Part the Fourth: Night Jobs Suck and Other Revelations
A night guard enters the new and "improved" Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. His name is Jeremiah "Jeremy" Fitzgerald, and he is the new night guard for this place. He took the job because there really wasn't another choice - it was this or lose the apartment. And since that's the only place he can stay, he took the job.
As he enters his office, he notices it has no doors. Because why would a security office need doors? Before he has time to ponder this mysterious (but probably harmless) quirk of the office, the phone rings. He picks up, listening silently.
"Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, welcome to your new job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Uh, I'm here to talk you through some of the things you can expect to see here on your first week on the job and start you down an exciting career path." He nods along, mainly to annoy the guy on the other end. "Uh, I want you to forget anything you heard about the old location. Here at Freddy Fazbear's-" Jeremy cuts him off. "Things like the bite?"
"Uh, yeah, things like-like the bite. People still have a, uh, negative impression of the company. Uh, the old restaurant was kinda left to, uh, rot for a while, but I want to reassure you that, uh, Fazbear Entertainment is committed to family fun and above all, safety." He interrupts again. "I heard it was the second time it happened." He can practically hear the phone guy's awkwardness as he struggles for an answer. "Uh, yeah, it was the second time an animatronic bit a child, but, uh, the first time it was the fault of a group of children who shoved the child into-into, uh, the animatronic's mouth."
He nods along again, tired of answering this boring guy. "They've, uh, they've spent a fortune on these new animatronics, facial recognition and all. They even let them walk around in the daytime, even though, uh, that's what happened with the kid. Two of the animatronics kinda just, uh, went crazy. One ended up in the wall and the other….well, you know. Anyway, you should be ok, because of the, uh, facial recognition stuff." Man, this guy talks a lot. "Anyway, your job is to look for robbers, or, uh, people who try to break in. The animatronics shouldn't give you any trouble, but if they do, putting on the Freddy head should warn them off. They'll walk away if they see it, because, uh, they'll think you're an animatronic as well." A pause, in which Jeremy envisioned strangling this guy. "Anyway, uh, I'll see you tomorrow night. I gotta go to my shift here."
The phone clicks, and Jeremy sits back. I don't think I want to see him tomorrow. Or ever again. He talks way too much. Picking up the tablet on the desk, he flips through several different cameras. Camera 8 shows four dismantled animatronics, battered and taken apart. Camera 11 shows a box, and a puppet rising out of the box. He presses the button that says "Wind Music Box" and the puppet disappears. Wonder why blabbermouth didn't tell me about this. Oh, well. This should keep me occupied, considering this is bound to be the most boring job ever.
He flips to a different camera, painfully aware of the music box winding down slowly. Camera 9 shows three animatronics, an odd-looking chicken, a bear that looks like someone glued red cheeks on a teddy bear, and a bunny that just looks fundamentally wrong. He shudders and flips to a different one. Camera 12 shows a dismantled fox with a visible endoskeleton, and he can't help but feel sorry. He ends up just winding the music box up again and waiting for something to happen.
Then he switches to Camera 9. The rabbit is gone, and he panics. Oh my god I'm going to get fired on my first night. Where's the guy who took it? Where's he now? He panics and switches from camera to camera, finally finding the rabbit on Camera 3. Then he stares.
There's nobody but the rabbit there. Where did….when did it get there? How did that happen? He starts flipping through cameras, making sure that he's not just imagining the fact that the rabbit somehow got there on its own.
Elsewhere, a chicken turns to a bear. "Are you entirely sure this guy is it?"
"Positive, Chica. Don't question me." He growls at her, and she glares at him. "I'll question you as much as I want. The last ten guys you said were the one were just normal guys looking to make a buck."
A dismantled fox overhears this. The one….I will have to investigate, as I always do. Because that is my job, to Freddy. My only job, now that I am dismantled like this. A quiet sigh. I can do it tomorrow. She rolls over and goes to sleep.
Jeremy checks the cameras, winding the music box as he does. Who else is moving? What if they get here? Why doesn't this office have doors?! The rabbit is getting steadily closer, and is in the right vent the last time he checked. He tries to hide under the desk, but quickly discovers that it's way too small. Think! What did blabbermouth say to do, what did he say to do….oh, yeah! The Freddy head! He puts it on. Seconds later, the rabbit pops in and stares right at him before walking out.
He lets out a breath of relief. It worked. He takes off the head, and checks the cameras again, winding the box.
The clock chimes six. He winds the music box one more to be safe, and leaves, carefully avoiding anything that even looks like an animatronic. Better to be safe than sorry.
The next night, he comes in. The phone starts ringing almost immediately, and he lets out a sigh and answers it. "Hi, phone guy."
"Uh, hello. Uh, I'm glad you came back, ha ha. Not a lot of people, uh, come back. Or, uh, survive. But, um, anyway, I forgot to tell you something. You know how the animatronics walk around in the daytime?" He gives the phone a weird look before answering. "Uh, yeah. You told me the other night, along with a bunch of stuff I didn't care about."
He hears the phone guy sigh. "Yeah. Uh, the animatronics weren't really programmed with a proper night mode, so, uh, there's a music box in one of the cameras that should placate one. And, um, if by some weird miracle the animatronics used for spare parts come to life, put on the head." He interrupts the phone guy like he always does. "Spare parts? You didn't tell me about the ones for spare parts." The phone guy sounds frustrated. "Oh, uh, yeah. There's some old animatronics in the back room used for spare parts. And, um, they're deactivated. But, anyway, the head works on them too, so, uh, yeah. It doesn't work on Foxy, but shining the flashlight at him makes him go away. A shame he's being used for spare parts, he always was my favorite. Anyway, I don't have a lot of time to talk today, so I'll see you tomorrow." He hangs up before Jeremy can ask him about why he knows that the head works on them or why he forgot to mention the music box.
He sighs and switches to the music box camera, winding it up. Then he checks the cameras. All of the cameras, out of paranoia. And the dismantled fox is gone.
He panics again, but for a different reason. Oh my god it's coming for me. Where is it, should I put on the head, oh god….where is it? Where's the head? I swore I put it right here! He spends five minutes switching between winding the music box, looking for the Freddy head, and looking for the fox. Thankfully, he finds the Freddy head, and then he looks at the monitor more closely. Right in the corner with the Puppet (as he's so creatively dubbed it) is the fox. He winds the music box while he's there.
And then the screen is full of static, and stays that way for a minute before clearing. The fox is gone. He winds the music box again, just to be safe. Then the fact that the fox is gone sinks in and he panics again. He switches from camera to camera and finds it quickly in Camera 10, only for it to disappear. This game goes on until the fox makes it to the Right Vent, and then he stops in favor of sticking on the Freddy head.
Just in time. Not only does the fox enter, but the rabbit enters as well - he forgot to check on it. The chicken watches from the hallway, and he sweats. If they see through this disguise….
The chicken leaves, as does the rabbit. The fox stays and stares at him with its piercing gaze before turning around and exiting via the vent.
Mangle leaves the office with a smirk on her face. It is not him…but that does not mean we cannot have fun with him. She reports back to Freddy, the smirk still on her face. "It is not him."
"What do you mean, it's not him? It has to be him."
"Well, it is not. I am not saying we cannot have fun, I am saying we should probably try not to kill him too much." She shrugs. "You never listen to me anyway, so I expect you will be killing him." She leaves before he answers, crawling along the ceiling and starting her process over again. He is interesting. So diligent.
When the next night comes around, he's not scared. He's had to face off with four animatronics. How bad could it get?
The phone rings, and he picks up, listening to Phone Guy. "Hello? Uh, hello, hello? Uh, I don't have much time at all tonight, an emergency popped up….anyway, I just wanted to reassure you that the building lights won't ever run out of power. The flashlight will, though, so you might, uh, want to preserve that. And, uh, just so you know, the animatronics might bug out. They're known to, uh, do that. Anyway, see you!" The phone hangs up. He stares at it. Well that just kinda happened to me, I mean I didn't even participate in that.
He goes ahead and winds the music box. Then he hears something. "Hello?"
He freezes. "Who…who's there? Show yourself!" He switches from camera to camera, trying to find it. The balloon guy is gone, and he can't see him. I'm going to die. It's not a new revelation. If I live, I'm never taking another night job. Ever.
He checks on all the others. Foxy's gone, Mangle's gone, Balloon Guy's gone, Chicken Lady's gone. Flashlight, Freddy head…. He scrambles around to find everything, winding the music box as he does so. The voice comes again. "Hi!" Giggling follows it, and Jeremy jumps up, Freddy head donned.
It's not any of the normal animatronics that come in next. It's Foxy, who looks even more tattered in person. He flashes the flashlight at him, and it skitters back, letting out a growl as it leaves. He feels triumphant for a second, before reflecting on something. It doesn't look like they're being used for spare parts. It looks like they're being left to rot, and toyed with by toddlers or dogs or something.
He shakes off his thoughts and watches the cameras, donning the Freddy head again.
Balloon Boy grins, tromping beside Mangle. "We're gonna scaaa-aare you, new guy!" Mangle gives him a look, and he stops, but can't resist a giggle. His next words come in a whisper. "Mangle, what are we actually doing? Freddy sent us on this mission, but he never told me what I was doing…."
Mangle shrugs. "Honestly, I do not know. Freddy was very vague with his instructions." She gives him another look. "Now please be quiet. We do not want to alert him. That would be very bad."
He shrugs and goes silent. I won't have to be quiet for too long, at least.
Jeremy jumps at every tiny sound, thinking that it will be his doom. He still has the mental inventory running in his head. Mangle's gone, Balloon Guy's gone, Chicken Lady's gone, Faceless Rabbit's gone. Freddy head, flashlight, tablet, music box wound. He's getting more paranoid as the night goes on, watching every camera obsessively.
A loud bang comes from behind him, and he hears the same voice, but so close. "Hello?" Balloon Guy and Mangle crawl out of the vent, and the monitor blips for a second. Balloon Guy glances around, and then turns to Mangle. They have a silent conversation, and both crawl back into the vent, closing it behind them.
When he turns again, Chicken Lady is standing in the other vent. He almost panics, but it leaves, giving him a strange look. Almost as if to say Why are you hiding?
He wants to leave, but he can't. Faceless Rabbit is standing on his other side, and he doesn't move. He can't move, the rabbit might kill him if he does, and he's not ready to die. The rabbit stays for a few seconds before leaving, and he sighs. That….was tense. Very tense.
The clock strikes six. He dashes out of there like it's on fire.
The next night, Jeremy comes back hesitant. The phone rings, and he picks it up. "Um, hello? Uh, welcome back! If you're hesitant to work here any longer, uh, don't worry about, because you might not have to for much longer. The restaurant is being investigated because, uh, somebody might have - somebody might have tampered with the animatronic's, uh, facial recognition?" Is it his imagination, or does Phone Guy sound nervous? "And, uh, if you really don't want to work the-the night shift any longer, the day shift position just became….available. Uh, anyway, it's….it's better just to go on with business as usual, ha ha! Later!" The phone clicks, and he wonders how the overly chatty guy became this not-so-overly chatty guy before remembering his own experiences with the animatronics. Ok, I see what's up.
He winds the music box and prepares. True to form, almost immediately Mangle leaves its spot. He dons the Freddy head and winds the music box again, awaiting the animatronics. I won't be defeated so easily.
He can't help a shiver as five animatronics walk in at once. Foxy looks at him, and he beams the flashlight at him. It runs off with a snarl and a murmured "I'll be back".
Is it just my imagination, or does everything here smell like blood?
Mangle lets out a sigh as she crawls through the vents. I regret killing the day guard. He was fairly nice. But it had to be done. A wire sparks as she cuts through it. Freddy will not be denied, much as I wish he could be. She winces slightly as the wire she just cut sparks against her exposed endoskeleton, shocking her system.
And then she is gone.
He checks the cameras, noting the sudden absence of the shiny Freddy. It only takes a moment for the bear to appear, and he slams on the Freddy head before it sees him. Thankfully, it leaves, leaving him in silence.
The silence is filled with him rewinding the music box, and then putting on the head again. He glares into the darkness, flashlight in hand, as clanging comes from all sides. I'm gonna complain to the boss about this. It's getting out of control.
He hears laughter. Bright eyes stare at him from the darkness. He flicks the light at it, and a very irritated Foxy leaves, growling under its breath.
Static comes from the right vent, and he freezes, cursing internally. Mangle pokes its head out, gazing right at him, and he shivers. It leaves quickly, but the static stays for longer, making his head hurt. He rewinds the music box and checks the time. 4 AM. Time passes quickly when you're terrified.
By the time 6 AM rolls around, he's made up his mind. I'm going to bring this place down. These things are too dangerous to stay. He walks up to the office door and knocks.
It only takes a few seconds for the boss to open the door. "Come in."
And thus begins a large argument.
He reenters the large restaurant at midnight, still angry about the argument. The boss was going to switch him over to the day shift after tonight (good) but wouldn't be closing the restaurant (bad). He wasn't happy with how things had turned out, but maybe the new night guard would have the same troubles he did and complain. He can only hope.
The night passes quickly. Not many animatronics bug him. Balloon Guy and Mangle are the only ones who even try to enter the office. He's not sure why or how, but Balloon Guy looks sad.
Mangle crawls through the vent, as usual. She and Balloon Boy weren't needed for the aftermath part of the meeting, so they'd decided to torment the one who was doing this to them.
There was a chance the restaurant was being shut down, and that they would go to storage. Since they only had room for the Withered animatronics and three of the Toys, she, Balloon Boy, and Marionette would end up being shoved in an older restaurant, in hope that they could be used in the renovation of it.
She hopes that renovation didn't require taking them apart. Either way, both animatronics are angry, though she can tell that Balloon Boy is more worried than angry.
The clock chimes six. They retreat. This battle can be waged at a later time.