Night 3

1 AM

"We're a good team," Goldie said as he shut a door. Bonnie pounded on the blockade for a few moments before wandering away. Griffin opened the door.

"Yeah. We really are." Griffin smiled at Goldie before turning back toward the camera monitor. He glanced at it before turning it off. "Foxy hasn't even peeked his ugly-ass face out yet, Chica's in the party room mooning us, Freddy is hungover so he hasn't moved yet, and Bonnie is hopping through the forest scooping up the field mice away."

Goldie laughed. "You're extremely sleep deprived, aren't you?~"

"Really? You guessed that fast? I'm soooooo surprised," Griffin said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"You are amazing, Griff," Goldie blurt. He looked as surprised as Griffin did.

The two men stared at each other for an hour, not saying or doing anything. Goldie slowly started to lean forward, closing the distance between his and Griffin's faces. Foxy screamed right as their lips were brushing, and they jumped apart.

30 MINUTES LATER

"So, tell me about yourself," Goldie ordered. "All I know about you is that your name is Griffin and you have this shitty job."

"I'm almost eighteen. Um… I'm a bit of a nerd. I play video games a lot when I'm not coding, drawing, or watching stuff. I'm a really good artist. I'm working on my coding, though. That's why I have this shaity job; I'm saving up for a decent computer-programming college. It's my dream to hack into the Pentagon and send them 'have a nice day' messages, but I think they'd kill me for wishing them to have a good day. I'm an only child, but I consider my closest friends my siblings. Ooh, and I like – no, love – pie. I'm asexual, a major fanboy, and I have nerdgasms on a daily basis. Did I mention I fecking LOVE pie?" Griffin answered.

Goldie chuckled. "Pie is good."

Griffin looked stone-cold serious. "Yes. Yes. It. Is."

Goldie checked the doorways by turning the dim lights by them on. Griffin slammed his hand into the "close" button for the left door. Freddy's face disappeared. When Freddy left, Chica immediately took its place. Ten seconds later, both doors were clear, and Foxy hadn't even peeked out of the curtains yet.

"What is there to know about the magnificent Golden Freddy?" Griffin asked, breaking the mildly awkward silence.

Goldie took a deep breath and said, "My name's Fred but since I started working here a little under a year ago, they called me Golden Freddy. I'm a young twenty-one year old, I am the horniest guy on earth and bone just about everybody, absolutely no family, and I'm also a nerd when it comes to non-educational things." He winked at Griffin. "I 'study' a lot."

"What kind of non-educational things?" Griffin wondered aloud.

While he explained to Griffin, Goldie casually inched closer and closer to the night guard. The almost eighteen year old, being tired and naive, did not quite understand what the older man meant until the janitor straddled his lap. Fred began grinding on the poor security guard. Ponytail Guy turned very red when the other man started mock-moaning and shouting, "Oh, Griffy!" at the top of his lungs. He tried to protest, only to find the twenty-one year old's lips on his. He froze before kissing back. Not out of lust but of curiosity; he had never like someone enough to kiss them.

Goldie was a surprisingly good kisser for someone he'd just met and wasn't (that) attracted to. The janitor pulled away, grinning a smug and triumphant grin. He winked at Griffin from his throne. The night guard felt awkward having just kissed someone sitting on his lap. He didn't even want to think about the grinding and sex noises.

Unsure of what to do, Griffin decided to start a conversation. "Personal question, but... Why don't you have any family?"

Goldie got off of Griffin's lap and checked the cameras. The night guard watched a tear roll down the janitor's face. He instantly regretted asking. He stood up, walked to the twenty one year old, and give him a hug from behind.

"I'm sorry for asking," Griffin said.

Goldie took a shuddering breath, and leaned into Griffin's embrace. "It's fine. I just haven't talked about my... family... for seven years, since I was fourteen. They..." he broke off, choking on his words.

"You don't have to tell me, Fred," Griffin said.

"I want to tell you. I just... need a minute," Goldie mumbled.

Griffin caught sight of Foxy running via the camera monitor. He jerked away from the crying man and hit the button to close the door. But Foxy wedged its foot between the door and the wall. The duo watched in horror as Foxy's foot turned purple. The door flew open and a purple figure walked in. The unidentifiable purple guy shuffled closer and closer towards the two men, holding an empty animatronic suit. The suit looked suspiciously like a golden version of Freddy. Knowing what would happen next, Griffin stepped between Goldie and purple guy.

"Take me instead!" Griffin yelled, giving the janitor behind him a backwards hug.

Purple guy didn't talk. Instead, his words seem to go straight into the janitor's and night guard's brains. 'No, it must be Golden Freddy.'

Goldie stepped around Griffin. "Griffin, it's okay. I knew this was going to happen. Let me go. I have nothing to live for. My family was brutally murdered in front of my eyes by my girlfriend's dad when I was fourteen. Her dad was pissed that they kicked me out and now he had to deal with me. Then he killed my girlfriend for giving me her virginity. There's nobody left that's worth living for."

Griffin got incredibly pissed. "Nobody worth living for? I"m standing right here! I care about you. I love you, Fred. You were my first kiss. You are my first love. Don't do it. If you won't live for yourself, then do it for me!"

'You have two days to say your goodbyes,' Purple Guy though before leaving.

Goldie turned to Griffin. "I love you too," he said. He added, "Don't you turn eighteen in two days?" The night guard nodded solemnly.

This time, Griffin was sitting on Goldie's lap as they kissed passionately, Ponytail Guy grinding on Goldilocks. They both knew that that would be one of their last kisses.