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Chapter 2 – Night 2 (part 1)
I roll over in my bed, blinded by the sudden onslaught of the sun reflecting off the window in my eyes. "Ughhhh… what did they design those windows for anyway? It's like they want me to be awake in the middle of the day…" I roll over, groaning as my body protests moving around after what I could only assume was a hallucination. "Was all of that just a dream? It felt like I was in a dream…"
My eyes wander over to my duffle bag, and my cheeks darken with a crimson flush as I walk over to it, and opens the large ruffled- up bag. When I open it up, I see the disk that Bonny gave me, and I furiously think to myself that it wasn't a dream. "Holy fuck… I need to watch this thing as soon as possible…" I stop there as my stomach rumbles as I smell what I think is bacon and eggs, and I hold my stomach. "UGH, I'm hungry as fuck…"
I get out of bed in my pink sleeping boxers and stumbles my way down the stairs, then I head to the kitchen to find something to eat. What I find is my dad making eggs and bacon and my stomach growls loud enough for him to hear as I smell the delicious aroma. He startles and looks over his shoulder to look at me as I lean against the kitchen door frame.
"Holy bollocks! You scared me, son!" He breathes a sigh of relief as he goes back to make breakfast. "Do you want anything? Within reason, of course. I learned my lesson after last time I asked you that…" He chuckles and I do so too, remembering the time when I was six, and asked for a triple chocolate brownie cake, with icon faces about my favorite characters, Freddy and friends and power rangers. Again, I am reminded of how lucky I am to be working in my favorite childhood restaurant, and I blush darkly again as I remember my and Bonnie's escapades and Chica's suggestive advances.
"You ok there, champ? You seem a bit preoccupied" He asks me softly, bumping my shoulder. I shake my head, then shrug. "Is there anything you want to talk about then?" he says, awkwardly giving me a hug before cursing loudly as we start to smell the food starting to burn. "Sit down Michael, we can talk over a hearty breakfast." He hurries back to the pan, and quickly plates what's done, splitting it down the middle so we can share.
My stomach keeps rumbling as I keep watching him work his magic with his food, and when he finally gives me my plate, I am practically drooling from the aromas. He chuckles as he starts to eat his food, watching me as I devour my plate of food ravenously like a starving wolf. "So, anything you wanna tell me about your new job?" he asks me in a low voice, looking at me with a calculated look of knowing something that I do not.
I freeze, looking up at him with my eyes wide open with slight panic. Did he know of Bonnie and me? Maybe I should ask… "what do you mean dad? Nothing special happened, there weren't any break-ins. And the tech guys only played a joke on me.." I blush red as I meet his gaze, and he raises one eyebrow. "It wasn't anything mean, they just did what the do for the initiation of the night guards… they programmed the characters to come and scare me, but that's all dad."
He chuckles and slides the rest of his plate of food to me, then gets up to search for a clean glass. I start to eat the rest of my food, and watches him as he goes to the fridge, opens it up, and pulls out the orange juice, and pours a tall glass of the liquid. He glances at me as he put it away, then he walks to me, and gives me the glass of juice. "I know the look of a man who just had a really… ahem… fun night~" he pulls a chair so that he can sit with the back of the chair pressing into his chest, and he gives me a half smile, a bright twinkle in his eyes. "Either tell me her name.. Or uhm… his…" he looks uncomfortable for a second, then looks at me in the eye. "Her or his name.. Or describe the person to me~"
I start to sip my glass of orange juice, blushing enough for my face to be a deep crimson. "W- well, She is about a foot taller than me…" my father nods appreciatively, knowing the benefits of having someone taller than him as a lover, and gestures for me to keep going. "S- she's my… bunny.." my father looks taken aback, not knowing I was into chubbier women, then nudges me with his elbow with amusement.
"Anything else, champ?" he asks, his eyes still twinkling. "Certainly, there must be something else about your lover lady. Did you two do it while those creepy looking dolls stared at you?" he also says, referring to the animatronics. I know he has a certain distaste for them, at how they look, and how they act. He had his hatred ever since the news had the article about the missing kids incident.
"Well uhm.. Her hair… is blue? It's like. Really long, and wavy too." He looks shocked again, then shrugs to himself, letting me like, I hope he thinks, my chubby bunny goth girl.
"I'm proud of you kiddo, you found someone you like. Just make sure you don't let her get in the way of your job." He looks down, then slugs me gently in the arm teasingly as he looks down at his leg as he slaps his leg, making sure that his prosthetic is still there. "God only knows that I wouldn't be able to work with this thing there. I can barely walk as it is.." he wipes his eyes, and I think of it sympathetically as wiping dust from his eyes. "I can't thank you enough for getting your job to help support us, it means so much to your mother and me." He sighs and excuses himself, and he heads up the stairs as I go to the living room to watch tv and finish my food. I start to scroll through the channels, still thinking about last night.
As I was flipping through all of the channels, an early morning cartoon show caught my eye, and so I decided to watch that until I was done. The show was kinda funny and very colorful. It was an action or a fighting one, I couldn't decide between the two. I must have been dozing off, because when the tv turned on an urgent news report I startled to full awareness, the sound of it momentarily giving me intense video game flashbacks.
"We interrupt your regularly scheduled program, 'Power Fighters; Revenge of the Rangers' to bring you this shocking announcement. It was just announced by the police chief that five women were reported missing, with each of the women in the surrounding area." A map shows up, with a pink dot in a pentagon shape. The map bothered me a little, but I couldn't understand why. The reporter came back on, with a grim expression on her face. "I have just received word that a known serial killer is on the loose, and his name is, William "the slayer" Afton. If it is a fact, that this killer is on the loose, it will not bode well for our town. This is Sheila Papinalous, signing off for the county five, your only source of the news network." the screen goes black, and the action show comes back on.
"Jeez. now I don't feel good with leaving my ma and pa alone when I go to work... " I sigh and thinks for a second that I should quit making sure I can add another layer of protection to keep my family safe, but I gulp as I think about bonny and chica, foxy and Freddy. "I have to make sure, not especially, that they stay safe, it's part of my contract with fazbear." almost by queue, my phone rings from Fazbear's personal cell, he must have some need of me.
"Hello?" I say, answering the phone immediately. "What is it Mr. fazbear?" I ask, wondering why he was calling me, he knows I'm on the night shift.
"Mr. Shmi- Mike! Can you come to the restaurant early? The girls and Freddy seems a bit agitated, and asking me about you." he hurriedly asks me, a tone that I know businessmen should not have unless everything was going to hell. "I also need to ask that you show up in the next half hour, we need to talk about events." He promptly hangs up before I could protest, so I rush to my room, putting on pants and a shirt, and slap some deodorant on. When I rush to the door, I run into my pixie-ish mother, she looked concerned but when I showed her my security guard badge and hat, she quickly gets out of the way, letting me pass as I run out of the door to jump in my car.
During the drive, I was worried about what Mr. Fazbear would have to say. Was this about me and bonny? I wasn't certain about anything, so when I pulled into the parking lot, I saw Mr. fazbear surrounded by reporters. I jumped out of my car, and made my way through the crowd of people, to Mr. Fazbear. He was trying to explain something when someone said something about new animatronics, and what this would mean for the restaurant. He stood frozen for a bit, then promptly turned around and headed into the front door, and I pushed through the crowd to follow him.
"Mr. Fazbear? What did you need me for?" I ask, and when he whips around to push me against the wall with an angry look in his eyes, I let him. Something tells me if he wanted it to happen, I would probably be dead.
"Did you watch the news!?" he shout whispers at me, the burning emotion in his eyes flaring brighter. "My brother, that AFTON prick, somehow escaped jail!" his eyes flicker for a second, briefly unfocusing as he growls almost primally. "If it's true, the Goddess only knows he will try to ruin my business, and all that I stand for... " his voice chokes. "He.. he'll destroy the girls, the restaurant, and then his rage will go on, unable to destroy my life, he'll go for anyone that came in my life in any way!" His voice lowers and gives me a hug as some patrons go by, then releases me from his hold, motioning for me to follow him.
I follow him closely, some of the kids looking at me seriously because I had the guards hat on, but they don't know me. Fazbear takes me to his manager's office, where he gestures to a plush looking armchair across from his desk. I was on the verge of panicking, the thought of me and my family getting hunted down by this madman was terrifying. When fazbear sat down, he passed me a piece of printer paper, and I picked it up to look it. It was a more detailed copy of the map part they showed on the news.
"Do you see anything strange about this map? The places these poor ladies were reported missing? Tell me mike, what do you see?" he asks me, in a serious tone. I noticed the map had a small picture of the women near where their respective dots were. My eyes widened with astonishment as I see that the dots made a sort of upside-down star if you hold the north end of the map up. I actually gasp and look up at Mr. Fazbear when I see that the restaurant was in the exact center of the pentagram.
"I know, right!?" he slams his hands on his desk, stage yelling at me. "This bastard wants me terrified of his little games, he wants us scared and vulnerable…" He sighs, looking down with a saddened expression on his face. "I need your assurance that he will not scare you away from your job, the girls seem attached to you, and I don't want them to become too sad for their duties for the kids," he said, looking up at me sharply. "You don't want to upset them either, they function as normal humans, except they are much stronger, and smarter." He winks at me, tapping the side of his nose. "They also experience all of the pleasures that life brings." He winks again, and I gulp.
Did he know that Bonnie and I fucked? He couldn't have.. Unless she told him. "Well, sir, what am I supposed to do until they capture Afton?" I ask, looking up at him with concern. "Should I go see the current guard discuss security options and risks? Or should I go talk to the girls and Freddy?" He ponders the two questions for a moment, staring off into a panel of space that was slightly above my head.
"Both. You can talk to the guard about the potential risks, and the girls and Freddy for different plans in case of things happening." he leaves the room, letting me go on about my business. I exited his office and stepped back into the world of sound and joy. I let out a little sigh and starts to walk towards the day guards office, near the stage where I could see that bonny, chica, and Freddy were singing, and having fun as they did little dance numbers designed for the kids to dance along to.
As I walked to the mysterious phone guy's office, a swarm a children almost swept me off my feet, and in the commotion I saw bonny notice me, giving me a little wave, and then points to a tall crate that Mr. fazbear was helping who I presumed was the day guard, the phone guy from last night, wheel to the direction of my office, hopefully it was to keep it safe from people. I wave back to her and sits down in a seat by the wooden pantry door, waiting as some of the kids wandered over to me.
"Who are you?" one of the kids asks. She was looking up at me concerned like I was here to mess with her life. The other kids crowd around her, all wanting to know who I am, and why I'm here. "Are you going to take Jeremy's job?" all of the kids gasp and back away from me.
"What? No, I'm not here to take... Jeremy's job. I work the night shift kiddos!" I do my best to give a reassuring smile, but the kids still looked dubiously at me, then one of them, a smaller boy, gives my leg a hug.
"Thank you sir... thank you for protecting my friends from the terrors of the night." he giggles softly, then goes wanders off by the dancing crowd of kids by the stage, and Bonnie winks at me, happy I made a kid happy. I nod back at her and glances back down at the small group of children at me, my eyes widening.
"What's your name, Mr night guard?" the little girl asked again, still suspicious that I was going to take Jeremy's job.
"Well, little girl. My name is Mike, Mike Schmidt," I answer, trying to please the little girl. She was wearing a little blue dress and covered in dirt while not being anywhere near the source of it.
"Well, MY name is Aurelia, Aurelia Cumberbatch. I'm like the leader of the kids here, my uncles best friend is Mr, Fazbear, and I'm here almost all the time. Did you know that Bonnie has been acting weird today? I heard her and chica talking about how fun last night was when they took their break!" she looks smugly up at me, then herds her group of children over to the arcade, where I noticed who must be Jeremy helping a kid beat his old high score, then when the score was reached, he gave the controls over to the little boy, who gives him a hug.
The mysterious guy from the phone walked over to me, offering me his hand. "Hi! Sorry for the wait, we were taking… well, you'll see her when you come in tonight for your shift." he chuckles, and I take his hand, giving him my best handshake, and he pulls me up to head into his office.
"Mr. fazbear told me that I have to discuss security measures with you, Jeremy, to at least provide some level of security to protect the girls and Freddy," I say, sitting down in a seat next to his, where his sits down as well. "It also should be a priority to keep everyone here safe."
He nods, looking thoughtful for a bit. As I wait, I hear a couple kids run past the door. He gets up to close it, and I see that he holds his badge at his waist.
"Well, Michael, was it? I think the best course of action for the day shift is to have the girls and Freddy watch out for anybody suspicious because their stages and areas have a perfect view of both exits. I'll make sure the place is locked up tight after I patrol before I leave." He sighs, looking around his little office, at the little pictures the kids made him. "This is the best we can do, I will make sure the girls know that we should have high security until the guy is caught."
I try to think of anything else to do but then shrug. "My name is mike, Jerry. Thank you for your time, I should probably go home and get some rest, my shift isn't that far away, and I'm still tired as all hell." I say, indicating the end of the conversation. he nods, standing up to give me another handshake. "Before I go through, I'll go say hello to the girls, they saw me come over here," I say, giving a chuckle, and he chuckles as well, knowing the girls can get very emotional.
He stands up to open the door, and all of a sudden a yellow blur rockets through, knocking me onto jerry's deck, where I see that it was chica straddling me, and Jeremy looks shocked, then shrugs as he leaves the little room, closing the door behind him.
"Mikeeyyy~ it's time to plaaaayyyy~," She says, a crazy looking gleam in her eyes, and I watch as they slowly turn into the black with silver pupils form. I blush, trying to squirm free, but she stops me by holding me by my shoulders, effectively pinning me against the desk. "Please play with me~?" she asks in a sultry tone, licking her beaky mouth as she leans in for a kiss.
I whimper, still trying to struggle as she kisses me full on the lips, her beak feeling surprisingly like a normal pair of lips, albeit plusher. She leans back after the smooch and smirks happily. "Such a good boy mikey~ maybe I should reward good boys~?" I shake my head, not wanting to be caught rutting the pretty chicken during the day, of at all. She sighs softly, then begins to bounce against me, swirling her hips as she looks into my eyes.
"If you will be a bad boy, mama chica might have to take you out and let everyone out there watch us fucking, like WILD, PRIMAl beasts~" I gulp, and figure I have to try to reason with this horny chicken.
"Chica, I- I could lose my job if you don't let me go!" this seems to take her back, then she keeps bouncing on my lap. "It's the day shift, and I need to really get home so I can rest up for my night shift…" I say, then blushes softly as she pouts,m she managed to met my member to harden in my pants, and when she finds out, she giggles triumphantly.
"Mikeeeeyyy~ it seems like you want mama chica to beat your meat~," she says with a gloating tone, and she spends more time to grind against my hardening shaft. "Such a naughty, NAUGHTY boy~" *she leans over to give me another kiss, and I give up, letting her have her way with me. "My sweet mikey~ I think it's time to fuck~" she smirks, detaching her beak, slipping her shirt off to show off her pliable yellow mammaries.
I gulp, looking up at her as she slowly leans down, pushing her breasts against my face, where the air sizzled softly for the heat of the moment before they spread around my face. She giggles, and stays like that while she uses her hands to slowly unzip my pants, letting the bulge in my boxers free. I couldn't see her face, but I could hear her chuckle as I know that she was laughing at the color of my boxers.
"C'mon, chica! I was in a rush this morning to get here… Don't make fun of me!" I plead, embarrassed beyond my dreams. I try to push her off me to take it out myself, but she clicks her tongue and pushes me still. She gently uses her feathery fingers to push back the fabric, exposing my heated length to the (in comparison) cold air, where she starts to poke and play with it gently.
"Do you like this Mikey baby~?" she asks, gently rubbing her breasts on my face, I could feel her nipples tickle against my ears. She moves off of me, and I could see that she was blushing, a wild hunger on her face that tells me that she wants this more than me. penis. She was huffing softly, her fingers twitching as she gets on her knees, putting my heated length betwixt her soft feathery mammaries. She breaths more, softly kissing my tip as she gently starts to rub her breasts up and down on my cock. "Does this feel good baby~?" she asks, looking up at me, I could see her eyes slowly morph into those scary black with silver pupils, I remember bonny having from the night before.
I flinch softly, unnerved from how she looks. This doesn't stop me from feeling the intense pleasure from all of this feathers tickling against my shaft, and her heated breathing against it. "O- Oh my c- chica! I- I didn't know that this would feel so good! I would have played with you last night if that was the case…" I look away, and she huffs as she stuffs my tip into her mouth, shocking me at how warm and wet it was. "H- holy wow! I… do you really want this to happen now chica?" She nods quickly, starting to suckle on my member, bobbing her head to give me a soft and quick fellatio, her breasts still slowly ticking my shaft as they move up and down.
I hold onto her head, shivering from the pleasure of her doing this, gently thrusting against her breasts and mouth. She was looking up into my eyes as I blush, she was holding onto my arms as I keep thrusting through her breasts and into her mouth, she was using her tongue to lick my filled balls every time they came close to her mouth. I could feel her saliva slowly start to drip off of my balls, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to an explosive climax.
All of a sudden she pushes me away, gasping and panting for air as she holds onto my legs. "H- Holy fuck mike! That felt really intense… like you were really into fucking a chicken girl like me~" she teases, kissing my throbbing tip, giving one last lick before standing up and turning around to gently tease my shaft with her soft behind. I could feel her naughty slit was already wet, and it was gently grinding against my balls. "Mama chica wants that delicious goo deep inside her rump, I need that in there NOW!" she commands, pushing me so that she can get in the doggy position on Jeremy's desk, where she shakes her bottom enticingly. "Come breed mama chicas fat bubble butt~"
I freeze for a moment, looking at that luscious peachy bottom, at how it sways with her movements, and I grip her hips as I gently press my tip against her hole. With a grunt from her, and a soft moan from me, I slowly push into it, until I'm hilted deep inside her, my balls resting on her sopping wet slit.
"Oh fuck chica, you can't believe how good you feel on the inside, it's like getting a boner in sandy mud, except it feels a thousand times better, and less painful for a boner to go into!" she chuckles as I start to thrust softly, making smacking sounds against her. She starts to moan, and I start to pant as we find our groove. Her bottom bounces against my abdomen, she was arching her back so I could fuck her harder and deeper. "I'm going to breed this slutty bitch in heat pussy like the slut you are!" I feel her get much wetter at the sound of this, so I speed up so that my balls slap against her clit.
"Oh fuck mike! I- I'm gonna cum from fucking like this!" She wails, holding the desk for dear life. I pull her arms back, thrusting balls deep, ravaging her pussy like a primal beast. This causes her to throw her head back, and scream as loud as she could as her pussy convulses around my member, trying to milk me to orgasm along with her. "P- pound me mike! P- pound me u- until my servos lock up!" She bites her lips as she rides the tsunami of her orgasmic high, letting me finish my business inside her. She was panting heavily, and I moan and pant, her heated pocket of love wringing my turgid and throbbing length dry.
My cock was pulsing and flexing inside her baby maker, and she turns into her back to look up at me, smirking as she lets be thrust in and out of her wet depths. "Geez Mikey, I see why Bonny highly commended getting fucked by you, you have the stamina of a horse~" She blows me a kiss, reaching down to fondle my balls, I could see that she was impressed by my ability to not cum, and I kiss her gently, pulling out of her pussy. She gasps, growling at me as she realized what I did, her eyes going those every black with sieve pupils, starting to stand up. "You FUCKING fuck and run! You're not even close to being done here!"
I shake my head softly, tugging up my pants, while she struggles to grab me with her recently-fucked- noodle legs, snarling as she tears up, and I help her put on her clothes, and she sobs into her hands. "W- why don't you love me mike… I- I thought you agreed to be our pleasure pal!" She sobs out, looking up at me with tears in her eyes. She sobs some more, then pushes me against the wall as her eyes turn pitch black. "Michael, you have three seconds to decide to apologize, or ill… I'll keep you for my own!" She advances to me aggressively, cracking her knuckles, a low rumble emanating from her throat, a dangerous gleam in her eyes.
I gulp, pressing my back against the door, trying to escape from the maniac chicken lady. "L- look, chica… I- I really can't go through with our… Mating…" She growls again, and I scramble for the doorknob, attempting to escape. "C- Chica! Please don't make me do this. I really don't want to be caught and fired because of having relations with you…"
I could hear the crying in her voice, and I yearned to make her happy, she's one of my childhood friends. When I show hesitation, she rushes me and presses her bosom against my face, grinding against the seat of my pants with her knee. I could hear her breath, ragged and heaving, as she grinds against me, trying to get me aroused again.
"C'mon Mikey, you need to get hard again so we can keep fucking! I need your thick cream in me like you did to that easy girl Bonnie! That'll show her that she's not the only one that can get the fun juice from her boy toy!" I could tell that she was lost in her lust, I could hear her internal stuff grinding together as her head spasms on her shoulders, then she starts to roughly stroke and squeezes my cock, and I wince in pain. "I'm going to fuck you till your raw and bleeding!" she growls at me, then throws me back at the desk. She walks over to me in a threatening manner, then straddles my waist, hanging her plump bird boobs in my face, she could be attempting to boobyboard me from the way she was shaking them and squishing them in my face. "Mikey! You had better give me what I want, or I'll do something horrible to you~" she says in a semi-threatening sexy manner, grinding against my lap. "Do I have to get one of the others to hold you down and make you hard again~?"
I struggle, her breasts cutting off my air, and I somehow push her off of my body with my shear desperate strength. "Chica! T- this is too much too fast, ok? I can't do this, I'm sorry. Please don't hate me. But I… I might not come back tonight to watch you and the others because of this. I'm sorry chica, ok?" I look away ashamed, then I head through the door. I look over my shoulder one last time, and chica is fully clothed, her eyes black and menacing, her silver pupils gleaming in the light. I throw open the door, suddenly fearful that this chicken is going to keep me prisoner, and I hurriedly make for the exit.
I can hear children and parents calling out to her, saying hello and such, and I can hear her trying to get through the crowd of people to get to me. When I reach the door, I turn around to see how close she is, and I see Bonny and Freddy almost dragging her back on stage so they can continue their shows. I breathe a sigh of relief and exit the building, heading to my car, where I get in and drive off. On the way back, I think about chica, and what she was doing, how she acted. "I should probably call fazbear, ask him why she was doing that… hopefully, she's in a better mood tonight, if I go…" I say to myself, and I get lost in my thoughts the rest of the way home.
The drive home was uneventful, other than people out and about, enjoying the day. When I reach home, I head up the stairs tiredly, going to sleep immediately. I bump into my mom, and I nearly send her bowling over. "Goodness, Michael! It seems like you are really tired, want me to help you to your room?" she asks, obviously concerned as I hold her steady, suddenly shocked awake that I nearly hurt my mom.
"It's fine ma, I think I know where my room is," I tell her, giving her a hug, then slips around her so I can go to my room. When I enter, I strip to my boxers, then lays down to finish the rest of the time until I have to go to work.