Chapter 14: Sleeping on the Job

Disclaimer: I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's. In this chapter, we see through BB's eyes as he discovers a punishment for the Purple Guy, remembers old memories and realises Mario's weakness. Don't forget to review (I want to know what you think) and enjoy!

It was Monday; it had just struck 12 and we were playing hide and seek when it happened. I was just about to be found by Mangle when Chica jumped up from behind the carousel and whispered

"Footsteps!"

So, we all stopped and concentrated; yes, there was definitely something softly walking towards...

"The new security guard's office!" Toy Freddy mouthed.

We all looked over at Mario, alarmed.

"It's the purple guy!" He hissed. "Let's attack!"

Everyone immediately started whispering and looked excited.

"Quickly, to your rooms," Mario ushers us away. "Toys, to the stage. Mangle, Kid's Cove. BB, Games Area. Original Animatronics, Parts Service. Golden Freddy, to the safe room for now. I'll go to my present."

We all nod once, then leave. As the originals walk down the corridor to Parts Service, we all talk about what we are going to do with the Purple Guy when we catch him.

"We could... lock him in the safe room!"

"We could chain him to the wall!"

"We could stuff him into a suit!"

Suddenly everyone turns to look at me, stunned. I back off from the sudden attention.

"What?" I say quietly. "It was a joke!"

"BB, that's a great idea!" Toy Chica exclaims.

"Really?" My shyness suddenly transforms into excitement.

"I think you're onto something." Toy Bonnie nods.

"Well done BB," Mario pats me on my back. "I'll make sure we bring it up in the next meeting."

As the toys depart to the stage, I smile. I've finally helped someone, something I'd never been able to do in my past life! I lower my head in sadness as the memories flow back to me.

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"And Brandon, you can go with those boys over there."

I remember it clearly; my Science teacher, Mr. Martin, had assigned us a group activity and joined me with the cleverest boys in the year. Relieved about not having to do all the work, I walk over to their table.

"Hi," I whisper as I sit in the only empty chair. The tallest boy looks up at me through his glasses.

"Oh great." He sighed. "Stuck with Bran-dumb."

The other boys, one with ginger hair and one with a crooked tie, both laughed and said

"Good one James."

Hurt and offended, I made a decision to not participate in the work at all. They deserved it. But after a few minutes of watching them work, it was clear they didn't need my help! Finally, 10 minutes after we started, I worked up the courage to scribble down a few calculations. Positive they were right, I sat back to see Glasses Boy staring at me like I had just destroyed the world.

"What are you doing?!" His voice was practically dripping with hatred. "You've just ruined my whole experiment!"

"I improved it." I said coldly.

"Oh yeah?" He leant forwards and wrote something on every part of my calculations. As soon as he finished, I grabbed the paper and read it through. Almost every number and symbol was changed to, what I realise now, were the right answers! As I read each one, a new wave of embarrassment passes through me.

"You've got to realise, not everyone can be clever." He leaned towards me. "Some people can just be stupid." He sat back, laughing.

Fuming, I started reading a textbook, trying to catch anything from their conversations that could help me become clever like them. Although most of it was stuff like "you need your brain fixed" and "can you even read that" I caught Ginger saying

"I went to this restaurant, Freddy Fazbear's, that had some real brain-stimulating food."

So I remembered the name and went with my family to my doom.

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Mangle's voice brought me back to the present.

"SeE yOu," She says and leaves for Kid's Cove when Mario calls

"What's wrong with your voice box?"

"I dOnt KnOw," She says mournfully. "ToDay a kiD riPpeD iT oUt anD I gUesS thE sTaFf diDnT pUt iT bAcK pRopErLy."

"Don't worry," Mario says soothingly. "We can fix it."

As Mangle leaves, I say

"Mario? What if the purple guy has a defence mechanism or something and we can't get to him?" This was something that had been bugging me for a long time and I look up at The Marionette desperately, waiting for his answer.

He looks down at me through his unfathomable mask and says

"BB, I swear that the purple guy will be punished for what he did, whether it is by you, me or even Michael..." He stops as if remembering old memories, (happens to all of us!) then:

"Quick, get to the balloon stand. He'll be looking at the cameras any minute..."

As I get in place next to my balloons, I realise that I probably have the best view to see what is happening. I can see Mario poking his head out of his present on the other side of the room, I can see the toys on the stage at the front of the room and I can see the door to Kid's Cove, slightly ajar after Mangle had entered through it. Everything was quiet.

Until a loud blast of music through the speakers made Mario slump back into his present, unmoving.

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I panic. Rushing over to his present, I open the lid and look down at him. This is the work of the music box! I think, recognising the tune. Music still blaring, I look over at the stage. Freddy is gesturing for me to go back to the balloon stand, mouthing

"There's nothing we can do. We'll just have to distract him and hope he forgets to wind up the music box at one point." Sighing, I return to my balloon stand, picturing the Purple Guy getting brutally murdered as I went.