GOLDIE

"Well, it's getting late. I should go." You start to walk towards the exit. "WAIT!" Goldie yells. He grabs your wrist. "Are you crazy?!" The place is locked from the outside, and, well, the new owners don't exactly know we exist." You think a minute on that. "Well... Should I stay here?" Goldie blushes. "Uh, sure! We should have enough blankets and such!" You see a huge pizza... Or wait. You laughed. There were twelve triangle shaped sleeping bags, in a circle. Each looked like a seven foot slice of pizza. You thought this was really funny. On the other hand, you were tired. You snuggled into one of the bags, and something is at the bottom. You pull it out, and it's a golden bear with the name :MARK FAZBEAR on it. Mark was crossed out, and Goldie was written. "T-THAT'S MINE!" Goldie stutters. He grabs the bear and gets into the bag. You get into the slice next to him, feeling the most comfortable by him than any of the others. You had learned their names, but nothing else. You knew Chico, Mangle, Freddy, Foxy, Emmet (marionette), Bonnie, and BB. Well, knew BB. You kinda killed him. Fucking gingers. You felt someone get into the bag on your other side. Foxy, no doubt. "Ahem." Goldie cleared his throat. He tried again. You had started talking to Foxy, not realizing he was getting closer to you. Not that much, but enough for Goldie to get protective. Foxy had brought out the map of the place, and you showed him some things you thought were wrong, but apparently there WAS a basement! Eventually, you heard; "FOXY YOU PERV! THERE ARE PLENTY OF OTHER SLICES! FUCK OFF!" Goldie's eyes had turned red, and his ears were literally steaming. You were frankly scared, but Goldie calmed down as soon as he saw you. You smiled encouragingly and went to sleep.

BONNIE

After hours of strumming, and singing and cracking corny jokes, you got tired. Bonnie noticed and said: "Tired? Here, you can sleep wit-bye me." He shows you to a giant couch. Literally. An enourmous couch. He spreads himself out on one arm, and you take the other. As you close your eyes, you catch him looking at you. He quickly says "'Night, Y/N..." and smiles at you.

FREDDY

After him teaching you how to sing , and you showing him what a "School" is, you were tired. You ask him where everyone sleeps. "Wherever." He replies. You see Chico passed out on a chair, Goldie on a couch, and everyone else was still awake. He laughs, "Normally, Chico's the first one out. Those energy drinks catch up with him. Here! You take the air matress." You spread yourself out on the matress, which was softer than your bed at home. Home. You realize how screwed you are when you get home tomorrow. Freddy notices you. "Are you okay?" He asks, concerned. "F-Fine. I'll see you in the morning, Freddy." You close your eyes, and dream.

CHICO

Let's face it: Chico was fun to be around. You ended up passing out on his "Throne of Victory" at two in the morning, and didn't see him sleep.

MANGLE

Drumming is harder than it looks. After a few hours, you get tired and start cracking jokes. After a while, they get repetitive. You give up, and curl up on the sofa. He does the same, on the other side. You think of happier things than going to see your mother tomorrow.

FOXY

Foxy would lose his balance occasionally. Especially when he was tired. "Hey, lass, let me show ye to the captain's quarters." You follow him to the other side of the nest, and see a bunk bed. It's not much, but it's made to look like a ship, which was awesome. You crawl up to the top bunk, and quickly fall asleep.

MARIONETTE

After helping him wash his face, you discover two long gashes down his cheeks. He notices you staring. "Oh. It's nothing. Really." You take his word for it. You yawn, exhausted. "Here," he smiles, and shows you to one of many matresses. You don't question where they came from, but quickly fall asleep.