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Night 4

Chapter 8 "Familiar Faces"

POV-JACKSON

I dragged my legs as I slowly walked towards my phone. I picked it up and dialed a number. I put the phone up to my ear and waited. It stopped ringing and a feminine voice picked up.

"Hey, Trixi here. This Jackson?" I nervously readjusted the phone and answered.

"Y-yeah, this is Jackson. I was wondering...could we switch shifts? Just for today?" I heard her hum quietly.

"Why? Did they finally get you," she said and started to make ghost noises, "Oooohhhh, they're gonna getcha! Better pucker your butthole." She started to laugh. I growled in anger.

"Well!?" I almost screamed.

"Fine...I guess. I'll have to talk with Emily, but I think it's fine. You sure? I mean, you just did a nightshift. The place opens in half an hour." I gave her a "uh huh" in response. She sighed. "Kay, just don't miss your shift?" I started to jump in celebration, but instantly regretted it.

"Aahh! Shit!" I grabbed my groin, "That's still tender!" I heard Trixi chuckle and hang up. I cringed in pain as I shambled to get ready for dayshift.

POV-Trixi

I finished up the phone call and hung up. "Didn't think it'd take that long..." Gazing towards the clock, I saw I still had alot of time before my shift. I grabbed my phone again and dialed Emily's number. I heard it ring a few times, then she picked up.

"How's it going? Emily here," She sounded a bit angry.

"Hey, it's me, Trixi. Something wrong?" I heard her scoff.

"Wrong?! Where do I start?! I think Jackson overdid it...alot! I mean, wow!" I wanted to ask, so I did.

"What's up? How bad did he overdo it?" I heard her cover the phone with her hand and tell an employee something. She uncovered the phone and answered.

"I don't wanna talk about it. Just ask him yourself. Anyway, whatcha need?" I licked my lips, thinking about my past nights there.

"Jackson said he was feeling sore. He asked if I would switch him shifts. Is it cool with you?" She sighed.

"So he did overdo it...," She whispered under her breath, "I guess, just make sure he gets there. I don't like no-shows..." With that, she hung up quickly. I relaxed and smiled.

"Nightshift, Trixi's coming back!"

POV-Jackson-Dayshift

I limped slightly towards the entrance to the pizzeria. I pushed open the door with some difficulty and entered. I pulled my arm up to my face and checked the time. "7:58, I'm on time." I walked around slowly, admiring the architecture. I have to admit, the animatronics are dressed quite well. Francesca wore a light brown dress with frills. She had a pair of black high heels that matched perfectly. Bonnie had on a pair of baggy jeans. She wore a green shirt that complimented her eyes. Her shoes were a simple pair of purple sandals. Her entire outfit emanated an aura of "casual". Chica had a tight white shirt with the mantra "Let's Eat" in yellow letters on the front. Tight black leggings hugged her curves suspiciously. "Who the fuck dressed her?" She walked in a pair of white dress shoes with knee-high socks. I just realized how human they are. Aside from the coloration and slight further or feathers, they're human in every sense. Francesca turned around and saw me. I limped like a motherfucker to someplace else.

Soon, the children came, it was like a flood. They all came almost at once. I looked at my watch. "8:15!? This is gonna suck!"

POV-Trixi-Flashfoward-Nightshift

I got out of my car and stepped into the chilling air. I gazed up at the pizzeria sign. Licking my lips in anticipation, I walked inside. Memories of my past nights instantly flooded my mind. "Hehe, this is so awesome! I'm back bitches!" I skipped down the dark halls towards the office. I jumped backwards into and landed on the chair and spun. I waited until I stopped and checked my monitor. "11:59," the generator kicked on, "scratch that, 12:00! Ja! Shit, I mean yeah!" I smiled and awaited the animatronics first move.

POV-Jackson-flashback-Dayshift

"Hey! Don't eat floor pizza!" I raced around as quickly as I could. The children seemed to find the most random shit to do. Most we're, of course, hanging out with the animatronics. But the select few decided fucking with me was better. They would do something stupid, and I had to deal with it! I eventually realized ignoring them was the best answer. They gave up and ran off. I stood still for a moment, but I needed something to do. I walked off to Pirate's Cove. I stopped beside a large group of children applauding some show. I looked at the Cove and saw Foxy bowing. A large wooden pirate ship distanced behind her. I saw her look up at me and smile mischievously.

"Aye! It be the Guard! He's after me booty!" When all the children turned towards me, she gave a quick wink. I took a step back but I was quickly stopped. "Where ya going Guard? Is da big bad Guard scared of me booty?" I narrowed my eyes and took a step forward. I puffed out my chest and spoke in a mock intimidating voice.

"I'm not scared of some seasick puppy fox!" I heard her growl.

"Aye! If ye beat me in a sword fight, you can have me booty!" She's been using that term fairly loosely. Thank god all these kids have the attention span of a rock with ADD! I only had a second to take in the details of her attire. She wore a stereotypical pirates outfit. She had a wooden cutlass on both sides of her belt. She pulled them both out and threw one at me. I caught it and gritted my teeth. I'm still sore, that's bad. But I have one advantage, she much more clumsy than me. Emily said something about clothes restricting their movement. I'll have to make the best of it.

"Are you ready? I'm not holding back!" She smirked and nodded. She lunged towards me and I sidestepped just in time. She sailed past me and hit into the wall. I took the chance opportunity to break for the ship. Enclosed spaces are best when fighting and opponent who is in constant motion. I got inside of it and waited. I heard Foxy sprint in as well. She knew the ship well, so I was found quickly. She brought her sword down at me, I pulled mine up and blocked it. She repeated this action switching angles each time. I managed to block all of them. The large portholes gave the children a great view of it all. She tried to thrust her sword into my stomach, but I caught it in my armpit. The sudden movement causing me to yell in pain. The children got the wrong idea and thought Foxy had won. They all seemed so exited that I just went with it. I grabbed the hilt and brought my arm down onto hers. She lost hold of the sword and stumbled backwards in surprise. "Oh! I'm gonna regret this!" I kept the sword in as I kicked Foxy's legs out from under her. She fell flat on her ass with an audible thump. I grabbed her shoulder and pressed my blade to her throat.

"Any last words Captain?" She smiled.

"Yeah, do ya know how ta swim?" I was confused for a second before she pressed both of her legs onto my chest and pushed hard. I flew off the backside of the ship onto a large mat. They must do these falling stunts often. I flipped onto my back and heard children cheering. I couldn't move. The curtains closed and Foxy looked over the ship's edge. "Are ya dead?" I merely groaned in response. "Naw, ye be with da living. Good." She climbed down towards me and crouched and spoke softly in my face. "If it means anything, ye can just ask for me booty."

"Your 'booty', is the reason I'm so sore! Thanks, but I'll pass for today. Now, help me up." She hooked both her arms under my arms, pressing my face intentionally into her breasts. She pulled me to my feet and rubbed my head.

"I be sorry Jack. If there's some way I can help ye, just ask." I rolled my eyes and gestured towards the main area with all the children. "Aye, I'll help ye with the kids." She walked with me back to the main stage room.

POV-Trixi-Flashfoward-Nightshift

I heard Bonnie in the doorway. "So, Jack told us he was too sore for tonight? You guys switching for tonight?" I tore my eyes from her breasts and answered.

"Yeah. And for future reference, please tell your tits to stop staring at me." She blew a stray piece of hair from her face.

"Oh, I've missed your humor so much!" She was obviously being sarcastic. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled innocently. "Whatever, it's just me tonight. Francesca's tired, Chica's cooking and Foxy is just swordplaying."

"Oh, I didn't know Foxy had a-" She cut me off.

"I don't mean like that. I mean with literal swords." I giggled and smirked.

"Just joking, that's all. If you take jokes that hard...I wonder..." She glared at me.

"Let's just hurry this up!"

"Someone's eager!" I replied.

She simply tackled me and unbuttoned my uniform. She completely undressed me and traced circles around my breasts. Taking a nipple into her warm mouth, she flicked it with care. I moaned cutely and pushed further into her. I started to carass her soft mounds and rub her head. She pulled her head back, a trail of saliva on her chin and my breast. She kissed my neck carefully and sucked lightly on my shoulder. She continued her kisses down my nude form, all the way to my legs. She licked the underside of my knees and drug her tongue along my thighs. I clenched my fists and groaned in pleasure. She got tantalizingly close to my pussy, which was already moist and dripping. She kissed the outer edge of my folds and circled her tongue around it. I moaned quietly and growled in frustration. She got the hint and quickly slipped her tongue into my pussy. I squealed in surprise and delight. She darted it in and out repeatedly, rubbing my clitoris occasionally. I didn't want to be beat, so I grabbed her and flipped her around into a "69" position. I mirrored her actions as best as I could. She slipped a finger into my soaked pussy and pistoned it in and out. I slipped two fingers into her wet clit and swirled them inside of her. We both felt our release building, so we sped up. I was the first to come, my body spasmed in orgasmic bliss. Bonnie drank all of my fluids. She was soon to follow. I drank it all and feel asleep.

POV-Jackson-Flashback-Dayshift

I got through most of my shift with little problem. But near the end of it, I got a call from Emily. "Hey Emily. Watcha need?"

"Well," she cleared her throat, "I just realized something. Because of...your work ethic. I need another nightguard. I need you to help him his first night."

"Oh, no problem. What's his name?"

"Mike Schmidt."

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