Author's note: I'm back with a new update guys! I have finally succeeded in publishing my story: Darkness and Lightness and my Chinese and History tests.
Anyways, skipping to the good part, I'm currently in need of one OC from any of you guys to be part of this story in future updates till the end. Please submit your OCs and briefly explain who and what are they in a short description. You can describe them in a longer description but I prefer shorter ones so I do not feel bored. I'm sorry but I just wanna be honest.
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"What am I to do, mom? I promised him I won't tell anyone, but my life is at steak!" yelled the young night guard through his red cellphone.
"It's okay, sweetie. You can just quit your job and work in a normal office where no one tried to harm you!" replied a voice through the receiver.
"Yes, mom, but you know that these companies require 'special skills' and I don't have any!" complained the night guard while doing an equation.
"Oh, sweetheart, I've tried to tell you to take computer lessons when you were young! But, you just didn't want to listen!" said his mother.
"Yeah, yeah, I was wrong. I regret that but there aren't any lessons about computers anywhere or anymore in this city!"
"Well, just do your best and survive, dear. I really don't want to see your death on the newspapers." answered his mother.
"I hope so too, goodbye mom!"
"Bye, sweetheart!"
And with that, he ended the call and put his cellphone back to his back pocket.
He walked back and forth the living room thinking about how he should survive.
"That darn fox will surely kill me this time alongside that stupid balloon vendor!" said the man angrily as he slammed a fist onto a cabinet.
A photo frame on the cabinet fell down due to the shock the cabinet received and crushed the man's toes.
"Oh, ow, ow, ow!" yelled the man in pain as he picked up the photo frame, ready to chuck it.
As he was about to throw it and determine to smash the glass, he suddenly caught sight of the photo itself, he slowly swallowed all his rage and glanced at the photo.
Inside the photo, is a high school graduation photo taken 5 years ago. He touched a man standing right beside him.
"Mike…Mike Schmidt." murmured the man as he lifted his thumb.
As he put the photo frame back onto the cabinet, he slowly slumped down his soft couch.
He lazily reached for his cellphone and dialed some numbers.
"Hello? May I speak to Mr. Schmidt?"
"I swear I will kill him, tonight!" said the angry white vixen while slamming a fist on a nearby table.
"Calm down, Mangle. How about we kill him together tonight!" suggested Bon and Mangle smiled happily while clapping her hands.
Meanwhile, Fred and Chic were in the reaper's playroom.
"Seriously, you won't have a need to be here. Why don't you just go away?" said Chic, frustrated.
"Why would I?" asked the reaper while sitting down.
"Because this is why!" yelled Fred angrily as he burst an apple with his bare hands.
"And this apple will be your damned head!" yelled Fred once again.
"I suggest you keep it down." said the reaper calmly.
"I suggest you to get out of MY RESTAURANT!" yelled Fred again and was calmed down by Chic.
Bon peeked into the playroom and saw the two trying to make the reaper get out of the restaurant.
"Sigh, why can't they just get along?" asked the toy bunny when suddenly he heard a noise of shattering.
"Hold it!" yelled Bon as he rushed inside the room.
What he saw was shattered glass near the reaper and the reaper sticking its scythe out and a shocked Chic and Fred.
"Violence is prohibited in my playroom, and in your restaurant, Fred." said the reaper calmly.
"WHY YOU BASTARD, CHIC GRAB A HOLD OF HIM!" yelled Fred as Chic swiftly grabbed the reaper's arm and made him fall onto his knees.
"This is my restaurant, and I do what I like to do, wise guy!" spat the light-brown furred bear as he picked the reaper's chin up before forcefully slapping the back of his head.
"Let go of this scrap. The longer you touch him, the more his loser aura transfers to you, Chic." said Fred and Chic kicked the back of the reaper's back and left.
"Are you okay, Reaper?" asked the worried blue bunny as he picked him up.
"I'm fine, thank you." said the reaper as he struggled to get up.
The mangle then rushed inside the playroom.
"Are you hurt?" asked the white vixen loudly as she shoved Bon away.
"No need to worry, I'm as fine as ever. I received armor when I was built so no thieves can dismantle me!" explain the reaper while slowly standing up.
"Oh. I thought you needed help or something! Hey, how about we kill the night guard together, tonight?" asked the white vixen as she stuck her pinkie out.
"Deal?" asked the white vixen while showing the reaper her set of puppy eyes.
"I will come with you, vixen. But, I will not harm him." said the reaper as it linked its pinkie together with the white vixen.
"Deal!" said the white vixen while smiling and closing her eyes.
Bon got up and yelled: "Ohhhh!" and the white vixen turned her head and glared at him.
The reaper noticed the white vixen blushing madly as she started to chase Bon out of the playroom.
The reaper didn't want to kill at all, it looked at its unsheathed scythe. It looked at its reflection on the shiny blade. Suddenly, a memory reappeared on its brain.
Memory
"Well, how is it, son?" asked a male voice and the reaper noticed that its human-like fleshy arms are moving around without control and it sees a young boy licking a lollipop while cheering happily.
"Thank you, papa!" yelled the boy happily as he rushed into a building and the man turned and the reaper noticed 'he' is looking at "Fredbear's Family Diner".
'Hey….isn't the restaurant supposed to be named Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria?' thought the reaper as 'he' walked into the building and without control again.
After a few conversations with waitress, smiling and watching a band that is made of a brown bear and a golden bear. They were singing duets and are singing songs that seemed like the popular songs of that time.
Suddenly, a man dressed in purple approached 'him'.
The reaper can't hear the man talking but he can clearly see the man's mouth moving and his hands pointing at 'his' child.
It could see 'his' child cheering happily while he jumped down his seat and followed the purple man.
Not long after, the reaper slightly heard the sound of slaughter and children screaming at the top of their lungs. It looked around and noticed the source of the sound coming from a room where it is against the rules for a customer to enter.
As curiosity drove the reaper mad, it tried to make the man stand up and eventually, the man stood up and walked to the destination where the reaper wanted to go.
As the man slowly unlocking the door with a pick, he pushed the door slowly and the memory faded quickly and all the reaper saw was a pool of blood.
Back to reality.
"WAKE UP, REAPER!" yelled a worried feminine voice when suddenly something wet continuously made contact with its face.
"I'm waking up, I'm waking up!" said the reaper using an irritating tone.
It glanced at the worried white vixen looking at him. The white vixen quickly crushed the reaper in a hug that could suffocate a human being.
"OH, I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" yelled the worried white vixen as her squeeze tightens and more tears began to seep into the reaper's ragged clothes.
"I….*ack*…was*ack* *cough cough* deeeaadd…" said the reaper as he struggled to pry the white vixen away from him.
"Oh, sorry!" said the white vixen as she quickly backed away from the reaper who is trying to regain balance.
The reaper tried saying something but his voice is now gibberish and only static voices escaped its mouth, not a voice anymore.
"Oh, dear, I'm so sorry, reaper!" said the white vixen still blushing madly.
"Yes, yes, I'm fine." said the reaper and the bell sounded through the entire pizzeria signaling 12AM has arrived and all the animatronics went back to their position immediately.
"I'm telling you, Mike, that these animatronics tried to kill me!" explained the young night guard as he made his way to his office bringing Mike Schmidt along.
"He's got reinforcements, let's move, gang!" said Fred as he messed with the camera system when he saw the camera that shows the feed of the party stage's red light turned off.
"Let's go!" said Fred as he made his way to the main hall.
The reaper looked at a paper that Mangle drew for him. It's an attack plan for him to try and kill the night guard. The reaper then put the paper down and changed some tactics.
"No killing, but scaring, genius!" said the reaper as it memorized his tactics.
Meanwhile, after three hours had past.
"BLAST THAT BLAST! HE GOT WATER SPRAYED ALL OVER ME!" yelled Fred as he tried to wipe the water off his face using tissues.
"Haha, you were very clumsy!" laughed Chic and Fred glared at her.
The reaper poked his head out and saw Fred and Chic are quarelling and Bon and Mangle are nowhere to be found.
"Here goes nothing!" said the reaper as it stared at the camera with his red blood eyes.
It then heard screams coming from a distance far away from him.
(On his paper, his attack format)
Phase 1: Create intimidation by staring into the cameras.
Phase 2: Move quickly to a room
Phase 3: Unsheathe scythe while staring at the camera.
Phase 4: Stop by the office.
Phase 5: Scream.
"Nice, let's go!" murmured the reaper before shuffling quickly and skidded into the janitor room. At there, it unsheathed his scythe and stared at the camera again.
It then heard rapid panting and breathing from inside a room with light illuminating in it. It saw Fred charging straight to it and saw him rolling on the ground, super wet.
"Eeeshh, water!" said the reaper.
It quickly skidded and hid under a table inside the office. Luckily for it, it is yet to be discovered.
"Wait! Did you see some sparks fly?" asked Mike as he lowered his monitor.
"Let's check!" said the night guard and when he pressed the "lights" button, nothing was on sight.
"Maybe it was my-AHHHHHHH!" yelled Mike when he was suddenly jump scared by a reaper holding a dangerous scythe.
The young night guard yelled at the top of his lungs before passing out.
Mike wanted to pass out too, but he can't. As the reaper raised its scythe pretending to kill him, Mike quickly took out his real gun and shot two bullet that pierced through the reaper's skull.
The reaper, of course, created a wild haywire and crashed Mike's scalp with the tip of its scythe, forcefully.
Blood spurt everywhere as Mike's head exploded everywhere. So many red colored blood spurt onto the reaper that its ragged cloth was turned to red.
As the headless body fell down onto the floor, many animatronics surrounded the reaper while congratulating him.
"Good job, reaper!
"I may have hated you, but that has all been gone now, welcome aboard!" said Fred in his booming voice as he shook the reaper's reluctant hand.
"But, I didn't mean to kill him." said the reaper slowly and quietly.
"Of course you do!" answered the bear before ordering Chic to cook many pizzas to celebrate this happy occasion.
They were so happy, that they had forgotten and left one more unconscious night guard lying on the floor.
