(A:N: I just realized this, but the possible cast says so far for the FNAF movie, Nicholas Cage will voice the purple guy, and Miley Cyrus will voice Chica. XD I'm gonna die from laughing so hard. Alex: Let's hope not. Let's just head to the REVIEWS!
Natekleh: Darnit Polly! :P
technicolortardis: Fanfiction is not a safe place for Apollo, is it? XD
Elchikaah Haly: XD lol, yeah, Klavier will make an appearance later on though. Robert I had fun to write, and he actually will contribute to the story slightly. For now though, I can't say much. XD And Trucy... Yeah, you'll see.
Alex: Well... Wait, where are-? Me: My name is not Scott Cawthon, therefore, I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's! I don't own Ace attorney either, or else there would be an AA anime!)
Reoccurring Library
April 28-2:57 PM
Trucy yawned, rubbing her eyes for the fifth time that hour. "Y'know, sleep is essential to carry out human life, correct?" Trucy glared at the smiling man, who was currently coming back from searching through the shelves. "And you must know that I can't sleep at work, oh wait!" She allowed her head to lay on the table, throwing her hands in the air. "I can sleep if I get stuffed in a teddy bear outfit! Thanks for the idea, but no thanks." Mike shook his head, grabbing a chair to sit down next to her, setting the papers he found on the table. "You could sleep here, or at home after work, you know this right?" Trucy scoffed, lifting her head up.
(If only you knew about Daddy...)
Mike sighed, shaking his head. "Alright, let's just pretend that this never happened, alright?" He didn't wait for an answer, he grabbed the newspaper closest to him, and showed it to Trucy.
People Vanish at Local Pizzeria: Bodies Not Found
-According to one testimony, two children were lured into the backroom by a guard working at the local family diner, Freddy Fazbears Pizza on March 23, 2028. While vidoe surveillance showed that a mascot seemingly lured them in instead, including the guard. The cameras showed a man walking out of the room afterwards, with no one else following, leading to their arrest. The bodies of the guard and children are yet to be found. It is assumed the man dressed as a mascot to lure in the three people.-
"Wait, why would they believe the guard was lured in there?" Trucy set down the paper, giving Mike a questioning look. "I mean, from the sound of it, he was just a guard, what reason did he have to go back there?" Mike shrugged, grabbing another paper from a stack and looking it over. "I dunno, but my guess is, he was just being to curious for his own good."
(To curious for his own good..? ... Yeah, that is very like him...)
Trucy shivered, making Mike look up over his glasses in worry. "Hey, you alright there..?" He placed his hand on her shoulder, making her flinch and scoot away. "I-I'm perfectly fine..." Mike set the paper down, shaking his head. "Look, I know some of this stuff can be... Unsettling, we can continue this tomorrow, alright? I'll let you borrow a newspaper to read later if you want." Trucy looked at the ground, gripping her arms. "Th-that would be nice..." Mike stood up, stretching his right arm across his chest. "I'll be right back, I need to type the transaction into the computer. Just take one of the newspapers, and hey. How about I give you some tips, because I think you're gonna need them."
Trucy looked up, and smiled at the blond man. "Thanks! Oh, and, here." She handed him the glasses he dropped when he stood up. "Don't trip on your way down!" Mike nodded, walking towards the stairs as he placed his glasses on his face. "I'll keep that in mind! See ya in a few seconds." He started jogging up the stairs, humming a little tune.
When Trucy couldn't here him humming, she stood up, and started looking over the papers in the center of the table.
(Alright Trucy, you've read worse. You've read about a man decapitating his wife to earn her fortune. I think you can handle something like this...)
She searched through the papers, hoping to find something new, but all she found were more articles on the missing people. She sighed, shaking her head. "I get it, missing people, found dead in suits, suspect detained... Wait." She grabbed one near the bottom of the pile, old and yellow in the corners. She read the fading headline on the top.
Guard Loses Frontal Lobe at Fazbears
She dropped the paper, staring at the wall to her right before quickly picking it back up.
(I-I thought Fazbears covered this up!)
She skimmed it again, before rolling it up and placing it in her pocket. "Hey, Trucy." She turned towards the stairs, seeing Mike wiping his glasses. "The transaction was a success. Did you find an interesting read?" Trucy nodded her head, forcing a smile on her face. "Yep! Sooo, what do you know about the third night?" Mike sighed, shaking his head as he sat at the table. "You may want to take a seat, this may take awhile..."
Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria
April 28-11:38 PM
Trucy spun in the wheelie chair in her office, looking towards the ceiling with a tight frown on her face. "Stupid robots... Not letting me sleep at all..." She at least got a few hours, but it was at the library while Mike was telling her how to live.
"Hey Trucy... You awake?" She mumbled, swatting the hand away from her arm. "Go away Polly..." The man tilted his head to the side, but continued to shake the young magician. "Trucy, you have to get up, it's..." He looked at the watch on his left wrist. "9:47. You need to get to work early." Trucy shook her head in her sleep, turning her face the other way. "Not my fault..." Mike sighed, running a hand down his face. "Well, not my fault either..."
"Polly... I didn't..." Mike noticed the tears going down the magician's face, and gasped. He started to shake her harder. "Trucy, get up! Get up, it's not real!" Trucy woke up, screaming, and pushed Mike. Mike screamed as he fell to the ground, startled by her aggressive actions. Trucy gasped when she saw Mike on the ground, groaning and scrtaching his head. "I'm so sorry Mike! I didn't mean to-" Mike smiled sheepishly, waving in her direction. "I'm fine, I've been through worse." The atmosphere became early silent, almost as if talking would trigger some sort of disaster.
"Soooo." He slowly got to his knees, brushing his blond hair out of his face. "Do you wanna talk about it?" Trucy didn't meet Mike's eyes as she skimmed over the paper Mike wrote on. The paper explaining every tactic he knew of that the animatronics do, and what to do in response. "Talk about what?" Mike got to his knees, scratching the back of his head as he shook his head. "About the dream you had... It looked pretty bad, and..." He noticed the glare Trucy was giving him, and shut his mouth, the silence captivating the room again. Trucy shook her head, trying to force a smile as she pocketed the paper. "I'll live. Thanks for telling me this Mike, and for the newspaper. See you tomorrow, same time?" Mike nodded, fingering the glasses in his breast pocket. "Yeah... See ya later Trucy." Trucy ran towards the stairs without another word, trying to make as little eye contact with Mike as possible.
Trucy frowned at the memory, fingering the tablet.
(I'm gonna have to apologise to Mike later... The dream though... What happened?)
"Trucy, are you alright?" Trucy yelped, jumping wheelie chair before turning towards the right door. She relaxed when she saw the familiar blond woman. "Oh, hey Chancey. It's a little early for you to be out already." The blond woman nodded, looking around the room before looking back at Trucy. "Where's your hat? You know, for your uniform." Trucy ran a hand through her hair, finally realizing that she forgot her hat on the couch at the agency. "Ha ha... Yeah, oops!" Chancey shook her head, looking at the tablet. "So, how was your day?"
Trucy shrugged, resuming the spinning in the chair ritual from before. "Could've gone better, but I guess most days should. Yours?" Chancey shrugged, setting down the tablet and tugging on her ponytail. "It was... Strange to take the appearance of a robotic chicken." She laughed, placing a hand over her mouth. "It was fun though, nonetheless. And the strangest thing happened." Trucy stopped spinning in the chair, looking at the woman. "What was it?"
"It was..." She then looked up, finally noticing the time. "Oh my! I need to get back onstage. It helps by keeping Freddy at bay. I hope to see you make it out Ms. Wright" Trucy smiled, crossing her arms as she saw Chancey walk out of the office. "I hope to see you soon also!" She looked up, and sighed when she saw the time. "It'll be 12'o clock in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."
The phone, which she still hasn't found, rung in the small office. She picked up the tablet, already showing the show stage.
"Hello, hello? Hey you're doing great! Most people don't last this long. I mean, you know, they usually move on to other things by now. I'm not implying that they died. Th-th-that's not what I meant."
Trucy laughed uneasily, noticing that Bonnie was already off the stage. "Of course not, you meant they decided to be performers here to!"
"Uh, anyway I better not take up too much of your time. Things start getting real tonight."
She flipped through the cameras, finally finding the purple bunny in the 'Parts and Service' room. "I think that's the only slang you've used... What is your name anyway..?"
"Uh... Hey, listen, I had an idea: if you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed into a Freddy suit, uhh, try playing dead! You know, go limp. Then there's a chance that, uh, maybe they'll think that you're an empty costume instead."
"Huh, that may actually be-"
"Then again if they think you're an empty costume, they might try to... stuff a metal skeleton into you. I wonder how that would work. Yeah, never mind, scratch that. It's best just not to get caught."
Trucy slammed the tablet down, turning on the door light to her left. "Where do you get these images?!"
"Um... Ok, I'll leave you to it. See you on the flip side."
Trucy sighed, shaking her head. "The flip side... Who does this guy think he is..?" She flicked through the cameras, and stopped at 'Pirates Cove'. "Dum de Dum diddly dum."
Trucy couldn't see that well in the camera's dark shading, but she could see the faint outlines of a metal hook, holding a part of the curtain's opening. She shook, seeing a small, rust colored stain on it. "Oh no you don't... I've already dealt with you for two nights, and that's enough for one person..." She flicked through the cameras, and was suprised to see that Chica was already gone, leaving Freddy on the stage. She looked up at the clock on the ceiling, gasping in shock.
(It's only 2 AM!?)
She turned on the left door light, and yelped when she saw Bonnie. "Go away!" She shut the door, glaring at the shadow she saw through the window. "Leave me alone you easter bunny reject..." She ran a hand through her hair, looking back down at the tablet. She then saw the power percentage on the bottom left of the screen. "58% power... Am I gonna have enough power?!" She then heard a light tapping on the right side window, and turned on the light. "Chancey!" The blond woman nodded, smiling sheepishly as she entered the room. "Before you say anything, I had to move. Did you see the death glare that bear gave me?!" Trucy laughed, turning to the 'Show Stage'. "Hey, Chancey... Where did you put the Chica suit?"
Chancey tugged on her ponytail as she looked to the right. "It's... Really complicated." Trucy turned on the left door light, seeing no shadow, she opened the door. "You can explain in the morning then." She then turned off the right light, looking at the tablet again. "How did?!" She nearly dropped the tablet, catching it at the last second. She looked at it again, hoping that whatever she saw wasn't real.
But it was the same as she saw it. Foxy's curtains were wide open, while the animatronic itself was, sitting cross legged, to the right of the cove. His hooked hand was raised in the air, as its head was bent in an unnatural angle. What threw Trucy off the most though was its eye. The fox still wore the eypatch, but the eye not hidden was pitch black, with white pinpricks in the center seeming to pierce into her soul. "Wh-what's wrong with it's-?"
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha..."
Trucy jumped in her seat, startling Chancey. "Wh-what was that?!" Chancey snatched the tablet out of Trucy's hands, tapping it a few times before stopping. Her eyes widened, and her face visibly paled. "I think we're in trouble..." She showed the tablet to Trucy, and she gasped.
If Chancey wasn't there, she wouldn't have noticed the two, white pinpricks of light in the dining room, hiding in the darkness. "Is that...?" Chancey nodded her head, handing the tablet back to Trucy. "Y-yes... That's Freddy..." Trucy noticed the small tear going fown Chancey's face before she looked away.
"... Is he the one your brother is possessing?" Chancey's head whipped around to face Trucy, her ponytail nearly slapping her in the face. Trucy held her hands in the air. "Sorry! I really don't know how to keep my mouth shut sometimes..." Chancey shook her head, glancing at the ceiling. "It's alright... Besides, you're almost out. It's 4:57, more than halfway there."
Trucy then looked at the power, and yelped.
(I-I don't think I'm gonna make it...)
"What's wrong Trucy?" Chancey looked over Trucy's shoulder, finally realizing the amount of power left. "Only 10%... Trucy, leave the tablet alone." Trucy looked up at her in disbelief, her eyes wide. "Wh-what?! Are you insane?!"
Chancey shook her head, pointing at the door on the left. "We just need to check this door, and listen to when Foxy stops singing!"
"... You mean like now?" Chancey tilted her head to the side, straining to listen for the faint singing. Her eyes widened, and her mouth dropped. Yes! Like right now!" Trucy slammed the door button to the left, making it go down in a resounding 'thump'.
"Let me in! Let me in!" The animatronic still screamed, but instead of scrapping the door, it pounded on it. Trucy covered her ears, mouthing words to Chancey.
What is he doing?
Chancey pointed at the power icon on the tablet, and Trucy gasped in shock. "How is the power going down that fast?!" Chancey didn't answer, she only shook her head as she stood up. "Please, stay here for a second..." Chancey walked out of the room, leaving the dumbstruck Trucy alone with the loud noise. She mumbled under her breath, then slammed on the door itself. "Yeah, I can hear you! Now go away!" She shook her head, and sat down in the chair, letting her head fall into her hands. "... I saw it... I know that you are aware I did..." The banging stopped, but Trucy continued to ramble on, letting out her feelings. "You were the last place my best friend ended up at... I saw you bite a man's skull too... Only, I don't think it was you. Your eyes... " She looked towards the window, seeing a small red tint. "Is something controlling you..?"
There was no response, Trucy shook her head and chuckled, looking towards her right. "Of all the places I thought I would die at, this has to be the thing on the bottom..." She then saw the power, and sucked in a breath, shutting her eyes. "But it seems as if I don't have a choice..."
Then the power went out.
(A:N: Cliffhanger cause I'm evil like that. XD Sorry though, I also despise cliffhangers. I hope you all enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it! R&R, and remember, your flames warm my family!)