Well, that happened. Jeremy got switched to the day shift, so now we have FNAF2 Five Custom Nights.

I would like to thank Piemations for being awesome. If Piemations contacts me and asks me to take out the part that came from his animation, I will, but I will keep the part about him being awesome because he is.

Part the Fifth: Five AM At Freddy's

A night guard walks in, skipping every other step and not caring that people are staring at him. His name is Fritz Smith, and he is the new night guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. He's excited for the job and for the things he's watching on the job. He always did like the animatronics, and there's a whole new gang now!

As he enters the office, he notes the lack of doors (or vent locks) with a bit of nervousness, but he doesn't actually care. The phone rings, and he picks up, flipping through the cameras as he does. "Yello, Fritz speaking!"

"Oh, hi. Uh, I didn't actually expect someone to say something, the last night guard was almost eerily quiet….he got switched over to the day shift, though, so I don't have to deal with him." The guy on the phone seems nice enough, and Fritz dubs him 'Phone Guy' in his head. "Anyway, uh, welcome to your new job at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! We're really happy to have you. We were short a night guard over the weekend. Anyway, uh, I'm here to guide you through your first week. Uh, the animatronics are known to…..bug out….a bit, but, uh, it should be nothing to worry about, haha! They don't really have a night mode, so they just….wander and look for people."

"Bug out?" He's curious about this. Phone Guy obliges. "Uh, the last night guard had a bit of trouble, uh, the facial scanners got a little messed up. Seemed to think he was an endoskeleton without a costume….anyway, we fixed that issue, but they still bug out occasionally." Fritz nods along with the words, waiting for Phone Guy to finish. "Anyway, if you see them, just put on the Freddy head, to be safe. We can't predict when they'll bug out, hah."

"What about this button? It says 'Wind Music Box'….what the heck do I need a music box for?" He's pushing the button, but it doesn't seem to be doing anything. Phone Guy seems all to happy to answer. "Uh, we weren't able to fix one of the animatronics, but winding the music box should keep it in the box." Phone Guy pauses. "Uh, there's a couple of animatronics in the back room. They're mainly used for spare parts. Sometimes they activate though. Uh, the Freddy head should work for most of them….Foxy keeps glitching, though, and he doesn't react to that. Flashing your flashlight in his face should work. Anyway, I have my own shift to do, so I'll see you tomorrow!"

The phone beeps, and Fritz grins. This should be a piece of cake. He continues flicking from camera to camera, winding the music box just in case and watching the animatronics wander around. The ones used for spare parts don't move, but the newer ones do, and he watches them.

Then a partially dismantled fox that had been clinging to the ceiling crawls into a vent, and he panics, trying to grab the flashlight and the Freddy head at the same time.

Mangle crawls through the vents, wondering why she does this to herself. It is not like I had to do it tonight. After all, it is only his first night. Everyone else has decided to just stay out of his way and surprise him tomorrow. She sighs. Still, I would rather get it out of the way and not be bothered.

She pops out of the vent, staring at him. He waves. "Uh, hi, whoever you are! I'm Freddy! I'm totally Freddy!" She raises an eyebrow, but does not argue, simply slipping back into the vents.

I believe this night guard is a bit silly. He is clearly not Freddy. Freddy does not talk like that. Still, he seems competent.

The dismantled fox (whom Fritz has started calling 'Mangle' in his head) wanders back out after a few minutes. He takes off the Freddy head. "This thing is really hot. And stuffy." He thinks out loud.

After a few minutes of checking that nobody is sneaking up on him, he goes back to flipping between the cameras. The animatronics almost seem to be having a meeting of some sort, with all of the shiny, new ones gathered by the box that he has to continuously wind to keep a puppet inside of it and the old ones having reactivated and gathered in the center of their room.

He watches them, noting how the Freddys in both rooms seem to be the leader. So, don't be a goof with the Freddy head on. Just kinda….live? I have no idea how to pretend to be a leader.

The clock chimes six, and he jerks his head up. How long was I watching them? That was really easy! I expected it to be harder, with all the horror stories people have been telling me!

He walks out of the pizzeria, careful not to walk through the meeting rooms.

Mangle walks into the meeting room and speaks over everyone. "The night guard has a mask that he uses very often, but he is not the one."

The room goes berserk, and she leaves. Her job is done.

When Fritz comes back, the phone stays silent. He wonders why, before remembering that Phone Guy has his own shift and is probably really busy. He flips through the cameras, noting all the different animatronics and winding the music box.

Mangle crawls through the vents, and he puts on the Freddy head. She wanders right back out, and he starts flipping through the cameras again before noises start coming from the vents. He puts on the Freddy head as the shiny, new Bonnie pokes his head out. Shiny Bonnie stands up. "Hi, Freddy!"

"Uh, hey, Bonnie. What's up?" He waves awkwardly, still a bit surprised from the sudden appearance.

"I'm looking for the night guard. He's….not wearing his costume again." Shiny Bonnie sighs, seeming annoyed by the fact that he is not wearing a costume. Note to self: Order mascot costume off the internet. "Pssh! Well, you know him."

Shiny Bonnie grins, as much as an animatronic can grin. "Yeah. We'll find him eventually, though. It's just….difficult, with that spare Freddy head he's been wearing."

"Well, as you can see, he's nowhere around here, so why don't you look elsewhere?" There's a nervous tremor in his voice that he wishes would go away. He's this close to blowing his cover.

There's thumping from the hallway, and then a heavily accented voice calls out, "NIGHT GUARD! I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!" A withered Foxy barrels out of the hallway, screeching. He might be trying to do a war cry, but Fritz doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know. He flicks the flashlight in his eyes as Foxy attempts to leap over the table.

Foxy swears and covers his eye. "Argh! Dammit!" He glares at Fritz, clearly very angry about something. He's not sure what he did, though.

Shiny Bonnie turns to Foxy, excited. "You saw the night guard?"

"Aye! Dat's the night guard!" Foxy points at him with his hook. He waves, and Shiny Bonnie looks from him to Foxy and back before answering. "No, that's just Freddy."

"No, it's the night guard! He's doing the thing with the spare Freddy head again - messing with your facial scanners!" Fritz flicks the flashlight in his eyes again, and Foxy growls. "Argh! If he's Freddy, why does he keep flashing that wretched flashlight in me eyes?"

Shiny Bonnie crosses his arms and stares at Foxy. "Well, obviously you're scaring him."

"Scaring him?!" Foxy growls again. "I am the only one in this damn place that can see through that damn disguise! Back me up here, Balloon Boy!" Foxy looks pointedly at the vent. A childish animatronic pokes his head out. "I don't really care if he's Freddy. I just wanna get my hands on his sweet, devilish, double-A batteries."

He pulls his flashlight closer to him. Absolutely not. Nope nope nope.

Foxy growls and pulls out a gun he had hidden….somewhere…..probably in his endoskeleton. He hears the safety click as he turns it off. "I've had enough of this! SHOW THEM YOU'RE THE NIGHT GUARD!"

"That's a problem." Shiny Bonnie states exactly what Fritz was thinking. Foxy growls. "You know what? Where's Freddy? There can't be two Freddys, right?" He turns towards the door, completely missing the fact that Freddy is standing right behind him. "FREDDY!"

"Yo." Freddy waves. Foxy grins. "There! Now we have two Freddys!"

Shiny Bonnie thinks about this for a second. "Cool!"

"OH MY GOD BONNIE I WILL SLAP YOU." Foxy stomps over to Shiny Bonnie. "Freddy, tell him that it's the night guard!"

Freddy rubs his chin and stares right at Fritz. "No, pretty sure that's Freddy." Foxy growls, clearly irritated, and stomps over to Freddy, poking him in the nose. The nose squeaks. "Oh my god. YOU'RE FREDDY!"

Freddy stares at the finger on his nose, and then at Foxy, and then at Fritz. He walks away. Foxy stares after him. "Where are you going?!"

His voice echos through the hall. "Fuck this shit, I'm out."

Foxy sighs. "Ok, listen." He pauses. "Wait. What time is it?"

Mangle drops from the ceiling, her second head echoing her voice. "Hey fellas." Foxy points at her. "OI MANGLE! What time is it?"

She holds up a gold-colored hand clock, tilting it so that she can see it better. "It's about 5:59."

Foxy gasps. "5:59?!" He reaches over with his hook and lifts up the mask, leaving Fritz completely exposed. "IT BE THE NIGHT GUARD!"

Everyone in the room gasps. Shiny Bonnie puts his hands on his cheeks. "The night guard?"

Freddy pokes his head in. "The night guard?"

Balloon Boy pokes his head out of the vent. "Batteries?"

Fritz stares at the room for a millisecond before putting the Freddy head back on. "No, no, I'm Freddy? Right guys-OH GOD!" Foxy jumps at him, shrieking at the top of his mechanical lungs, and he clicks the flashlight frantically before realizing that Balloon Boy stole the batteries. He shuts his eyes and waits for death, only to hear the clock chime six. All the animatronics freeze.

He opens his eyes.

Foxy is right in front of him, frozen in attack-leap position. Freddy didn't have the chance to get fully in the room, so he's still peeking out from the hall. Mangle has her jaws wide open, ready to chomp off his head. Balloon Boy is frozen in mid-stride, batteries still in his hands. A creepy puppet peeks out from the left vent, clearly getting ready to attack. And Shiny Bonnie is….just standing there, looking slightly goofy and clearly not in any hurry to attack.

He grins, and then throws up.

Fritz comes back the next night dressed in a full mascot costume. He stares at the restaurant through his cameras. "WE GOOD NOW? I'M WEARING MY COSTUME!" He sees several dozen eyes staring at him as he says this, and he can't help shivering. If this doesn't work, I don't know what will. Maybe just bringing food? Or something? Do animatronics even eat?

Almost immediately, Shiny Bonnie walks in. "Hi, night guard!" He waves awkwardly and winds the music box, staring at the various animatronics walking around. "Hi, Bonnie."

"Whatcha doing?" The shiny rabbit leans over, evidently done hunting for him now that he has the costume on. Somehow, he doesn't think it'll be that easy with the rest of them. "I'm watching the cameras. Like always."

"Yeah….the others weren't really happy that you beat the system." Shiny Bonnie looks at the vents. "'Specially Mangle. She's never happy. Not since the last night guard told the boss we were dangerous. We might get shut down."

"That's terrible." He means it. They're definitely not too bad, as long as you're one of them. And he used to work in the storage lockers, before they moved him to the night shift. Locked in there, you'd go insane in no time at all.

"I know. Mangle's more upset because we'd get separated. Not enough room for all of us, so she'd get sent to an older location with a few others." There's plenty of room. The boss is just stupid. He shrugs. "I used to work there. I'm not even going to try and sugarcoat it - it's terrible there. You'd probably go insane if you got stuck there for longer then a day." I should know.

"I don't want to." Tiny, mechanical whining sounds are coming from Shiny Bonnie. He wonders what they mean, if they mean anything at all. "I want to stay with everyone. 'S not fair."

"Life isn't fair. In fact, life sucks." Fritz shrugs helplessly. "All you can hope for is the boss deciding not to close the restaura-oop." He jams the mascot head back on and waves at Mangle. "Hi, Mangle."

"Night guard." The echoing that seemed vaguely funny last night now seems frightening and predator-like. He shakes his head nervously. "Uh, no, I am Freddy, hi."

"I know who you are. There is no hiding from me." Her face shifts into what he thinks is a grin, but he's not sure. It might also be a snarl. Or a completely neutral face. "I will find you. No matter what. Freddy has told me to hold off on killing you for now, but I will rip you to shreds when it is time, mark my words." She crawls along the ceiling to who knows where, and he shivers before taking the mask off. Shiny Bonnie is also gone, presumably to wherever shiny rabbits go when they're unhappy. "I get the feeling that this is going to be an interesting night."

There's clanging in the vents, and he slams on the mask again. He can hear arguing. One sounds like Balloon Boy, and the other is a voice he's never heard before.

"But I want batteries!"

"Freddy told us to stay hidden and avoid him! He said the Withered animatronics could take care of it!"

"BUT I WANT BATTERIES!" Balloon Boy sounds borderline hysterical. He stays stock-still. "I WANT THEM NOW!"

"Shush! He might hear us!" Unknown Animatronic sounds annoyed. He checks the music box camera. The puppet (whom he's dubbed the Marionette for its creepy appearances) is gone, but the music box is still mostly wound, so he winds it again. I guess I know who that voice belongs to now.

"I! WANT! BATTERIES!" He snickers quietly. Reminds me of my cousin, back when we were little. Man, I loved the guy. 'S weird that my uncle would tell his boss to transfer me here, though. I mean, I know he's trying to climb the ladder, but I'm not the best worker….

"Shut up!" The Marionette sounds even more annoyed, but also alarmed. "He's definitely going to hear us if you keep screaming, and then you'll never get your batteries! BECAUSE WE'LL BE IN STORAGE."

Balloon Boy shuts up. He hears the clanging noise again, but it seems to be moving away. He checks on the music box camera. The Marionette is climbing back into the box, with Balloon Boy pouting next to it. Close call. He takes of the mask and flashes the flashlight into the hallway. Foxy swears and dashes away.

He sighs and winds the music box again. Balloon Boy is gone. Just as he's about to begin searching for him on the cameras, the clock chimes six. He sighs and packs up his stuff, changing out of the mascot suit in the bathrooms. "SEE YOU GUYS LATER, PLEASE TRY NOT TO KILL ME!"

The next night, Marionette sits in their box, just like always. They are contemplating storage. Mangle would definitely be stored elsewhere. I don't know about me or Balloon Boy. The Toys would be stored in the proper storage place. Same for the Withereds.

The clock chimes twelve. They look up. "I know you're out there, Balloon Boy. Do not bug me about the batteries. I'm not going to disobey Toy Freddy just to get your obsession."

"It's not that." Balloon Boy sounds near tears. They pop out, and see him sitting on the ground. "They moved the Withered animatronics. I heard the engineers say this place is going to be closed after tomorrow."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I don't think Freddy would care." The small animatronic shrugs. "He's not too worried about this whole thing. Plus, Bonnie was with me, so he's probably going to tell him."

"Don't count on it." Marionette jerks their head to the left. Toy Bonnie is standing in the doorway. "Freddy's not going to do anything anyway. All he cares about is catching the guard. 'S far as I'm concerned, I'm done."

"I was only in it for the batteries." Balloon Boy shrugs again before staring straight at Toy Bonnie. "Say, you have any batteries?"

"Nah." Toy Bonnie stares at the ground. "Didn't get the chance t'snag them. Anyway, I'm going to tell the guard about….this."

"You do that." They don't know what to do. This is confusing, nightmarish, and at the same time….if they are one of the ones chosen to be stored with the Original Five...well, Four, now, since Golden Freddy was being stored here, and last time they checked, he wasn't anywhere….no matter what, it would be amazing.

They sink back into their box. They must think about this more.

Fritz sits down, winding the music box almost immediately. He's dressed in the full mascot suit again. He checks on the old animatronics, only to see….nothing. Flipping through the cameras almost spastically, he frantically looks for them, only to find nothing. He checks the halls, and then looks at his desk, wondering if they shrank and hid there.

Instead of tiny animatronics, he finds a letter.

Dear Fritz Smith,

The restaurant will be closing on Friday, October 16th, due to malfunctions in the animatronics' facial recognition. You will be moved back to your old job, which is at the STORAGE FACILITY. We commend you for your incredible job here.

Thanks,

Fazbear Entertainment

"Fun for the whole family!"

He sighs. "I guess there was no point, then. Fucking Jeremy."

"You shouldn't swear." Fritz jumps, turning to the vent. "Who-what?"

"'S me." Shiny Bonnie stands up. He relaxes. "I thought you were Mangle for a second."

"Mangle doesn't feel like coming out tonight." Shiny Bonnie shrugs. "She's upset about the restaurant. Freddy wouldn't do anything, so I told her and Marionette."

"Wait, he's actually called Marionette?" Fritz stares at him. "I was just calling him that 'cause he reminded me of those puppet things that you can get. Kinda creepy and the subject of many urban legends."

"Yeah, they're actually called that." Shiny Bonnie stares at the cameras with him. "'M being moved tomorrow. I think they're waiting to move Mangle, Marionette and Balloon Boy 'til the weekend so that they can get overtime."

"That's workers for ya." Fritz shrugs. "At least you'll have friends there. I got stuck in the storage place once, got locked in. It was my idiot coworker's idea of a joke. They didn't open it for another two days. Nearly died."

"That's terrible." Shiny Bonnie looks horrified. "Are all other humans terrible?"

"Not all of them. My cousin's pretty nice. Used to have three, but two died." He shrugs. "He's a little younger than me. Finishing up college. His name's Michael." Shiny Bonnie listens as he describes Michael, seeming a little surprised that humans could be good people. "Anyway, his father's trying to climb the ladder here. He got me sent here. Either so that he could move to there and get moved up faster, or in hope that I'd be a good worker."

He hears static and slams on the Freddy head. "Hi, Mangle. I am Freddy."

"Shut up." She sits on the ceiling. "I was listening."

"About Michael, or about how most human beings are terrible?" Fritz means it as a joke, but Mangle takes it seriously. "Both. How do humans become cousins?"

"Well, it happens when siblings get married to different people and have kids. The kids are cousins. My dad has a sister who got married to a guy named William Afton and had three kids, two of which died and the third of which is finishing up college." He's a little scared of Mangle, but he's not going to pass up the opportunity to explain about human things, just in case he gets assigned to them. "It's fairly simple."

"So, what you are saying is that if you had a sibling, and they had children, their children and your children would be….cousins?" Mangle sounds a bit confused. "You mentioned different people….can people be married to the same people?"

"I mean, I guess they could be…." Fritz shrugs. "I think it may be illegal? I don't actually know."

"Illegal?" Mangle tilts her head. "What is illegal?"

"Something that you can't do. Like, uh, shooting someone. Or killing people. Or, I don't know, stealing stuff, like money. If you do something illegal and they don't catch you, you're an outlaw." Fritz shrugs again. "I don't really know. I majored in engineering, not law."

"Hm….." Mangle calls down the vent. "Balloon Boy, Marionette, come here for a second." The two pop out of the vent, and then there's some beeping. Finally, Mangle turns to Fritz, who is majorly freaked out. "The purple one, he is an outlaw. He steals money from his own business, and he killed the five."

"The five?" This catches Fritz's attention, adding 'curious' to the list of emotions he's feeling. "What do you mean, the five?"

"The Originals." Marionette slumps slightly as they say this. Shiny Bonnie notices Fritz's confusion and elaborates. "They're the first animatronics, the ones that're spirits. The purple man murdered them, right?" Shiny Bonnie adds, turning to look at Marionette, who nods. "An' then he murdered Mangle. Marionette is his-"

Marionette shoves a hand over his mouth. "Bonnie, he doesn't need to know about that." Shiny Bonnie nods and moves their hand off of his mouth, continuing from where he left off. "Anyway, he killed Mangle, and then he created us. The Toys. We're not spirits, jus' really advanced AIs."

Fritz nods, pretending he understands all of this. "So, basically, a purple guy killed a bunch of people, they became spirits and possessed the original 'tronics, and then….what? The restaurant got shut down?"

"Essentially. Although they didn't exactly possess the animatronics as much as they were forced into them. They do not even remember what they were, and their bodies are inside of them." Marionette grins as much as they can, what with the permanent smile on their face. "However….Mangle remembers, and I remember, though I was not killed the same way they were."

The clock chimes six, and Fritz looks up, surprised. When he looks back, the animatronics are gone.

As Fritz settles down in his chair, the phone rings. He picks up. "Yello, Fritz Smith speaking. How may I make your life infinitely more difficult?"

"Hey, uh, it's me. Um, what are you even doing here? D-didn't you get the message, the restaurant's on lockdown, uh, n-no one's allowed in or out…..uh, it's mainly because it's the last day the place is open, but it's also because….w-well, there's a suit in the back, s-someone used it, now none of them are acting right….couple of mechanics are dead, and….uh…..one of the animatronics that was scheduled to be moved, Toy Bonnie, i-it's loose on the restaurant….killed a couple more mechanics." Phone Guy takes a deep breath. It's pretty clear by his tone that both he and Fritz are stuck there, and neither of them like it. "Uh, p-plus, the three that are being moved tomorrow…..they're really mad. Or s-something. T-there's a chance that neither o-one of us, uh, is gonna….make it out of here. I-if….if I don't….make it out….would you, ah, check the suits? In the b-back room? I, uh, always did wonder what was in them….ah, n-never mind. Ah, have a….have a good night."

There's a dial tone, and Fritz picks up the tablet, winding the music box. Let's do this.

As Fritz walks out of the restaurant, he sees another person. The person waves, and he waves back. "Hi! Do I know you?"

"W-wait…." The person squints. "O-oh, hey, Fritz." Fritz waves again. "Hi Phone Guy!"

Phone Guy facepalms. "Uh, it's Scott. Not Phone Guy. J-just saying." After a few seconds of silence, Scott fishes something out of his pocket. "Uh, the guy in charge…..um, I think Charles is his n-name?….he wanted me to give you this." Scott hands him a folded-up piece of paper and walks away. "Uh, see you!"

Fritz unfolds it and nearly laughs out loud.

You're Fired

Reason(s):

-Tampering with the animatronic

-Odor

He jams the piece of paper in his pocket and walks away. I can worry about this later.