Night Guard Randomness Chap. 6
Check it out! Here is another chapter of this story! And its now back to a comedy story! No sad ones for a while.
My friend AnimeToonz19 helped me with this chapter, and even helped me with 2 chapters of Not Alone, which might be worked on this week or after I post this.
I've also been coming up with ideas for this fanfic, and I have made lots of them. I also have been thinking of introducing my 5 missing children in this fanfic as well. Since I mostly been liking other artist 5 missing children I feel like if I brought in mine in this fanfic you could get a chance to meet them. I might make it a Halloween chapter, so by the week or the week before Halloween comes and I finish a chapter or two between now and that time I'll make the chapter introducing the kids.
Next Chapter: The guards have a game night at Mike's! (This was requested by someone. I forgot who if you were on here or my DA Page. If you gave me this idea thank you!)
I hope you enjoy this chapter, and if you have ideas let me know.
Disclaimer: I don't own FNAF, only deisgns and story.
New Desk
Tonight was an unusual night for the night guards. Instead of them coming at 11:30 their boss wanted them here at 7:30 in the evening, the time they need to be resting for a long night with psychopathic animatronics. The reason; why to set up a new desk after the fly incident a month ago.
"I hate it when we have to do early heavy work like this." Mike said as he, Jeremy, and Scott struggled to get a box with the parts to the desk to the other room.
"Yeah." Scott said. He then dropped the box down slowly. "One thing. Why are you, me, and Jeremy are the only ones moving this desk, while my little brother and Fritz are just sitting there!" He yelled as Vincent and Fritz where on their phones.
"Chill bro! Where just taking a break." Vincent said.
"Yep." Fritz replied.
"Guy we have to help out too you know. This is the desk we have to put together. Its not in one piece." Jeremy explained.
"You guys can put it together. Its not that hard." Fritz said.
Scott glares and grabs the two guys and drags them over where the box was. Jeremy opens it and all the pieces come out along with a giant instruction book.
"Whoa!" The guards said looking at the pieces.
"Alright let's start building this sucker." Mike said as he grabbed a part of the table, but didn't know what he's supposed to do with it. "Uh who would read the directions?" He asked.
"I will." Vincent said as he picks up the instruction book, and turns it to a page, and starts reading it. "Place the desk facing where the legs should go." Vincent said in Spanish.
Everyone gave Vincent a weird look not knowing what he was saying. "Uh what did he say?" Fritz asked.
"He said. Let me be a smart mouth and read the directions in a language none of us don't understand!" Scott replied translating what Vincent said. Mike and Jeremy laughed, and Vincent replied by hitting his brother over the head with a book.
"Ah! Jeez! What did you do that for?!" Scott yelled back.
"Because your wrong. I said: Place the desk facing where the legs should go. Idiot." Vincent said giving a smirk.
"Jerk." Scott replied. Vincent and Scott where about to fight each other, but Fritz held the two back.
"Guys knock it off we have a job too do." Fritz said.
Vincent and Scott glared, and just turned around crossing their arms. "Fine." They both said.
"Ok Vincent. Say again what we need to do first in English." Mike said.
"Ok. Flip the table to the side where you put the legs on." Vincent read.
Mike and Scott then flipped the table, and smiled. "Peace of cake." Mike said smiling proudly.
"However, the book doesn't say which leg goes where." Vincent said showing his co-workers the picture, and nothing said anything about the legs.
"Lets just stick a leg on each side and see what happens." Mike said.
Everyone just agreed with Mike's plan, however it didn't work out since it either didn't fit, or it did fit but the table wobbled.
"This is going to be one hard table." Fritz said.
"You think?" Scott asked looking at him.
Jeremy smiled as he went to grab a part of the table. "Here let me try." He said. Unfortunately he struggled to put the piece on. Everyone was starting to get impatient knowing a person like Jeremy can't do this.
"Come on Jeremy! You can do this!" Mike cheered on for his friend.
"I'm trying!" Jeremy yelled.
After what felt like minutes Jeremy still hasn't got the table leg in. This had to be a question Fritz needed to ask his friend. "Have you put a table together before?"
"I think this is my second or third time." Jeremy replied. "Except they fall apart about a minute after I do it." With Jeremy saying this everyone just groaned. To keep his co-workers and himself encouraged he decided to promise them. "But I'll get it right this time."
"It better be." Vincent said glaring at Jeremy. Jeremy nodded and decided to put the table together.
After a couple minutes Jeremy got the table up. "There! I did it!" He cheered. Everyone smiled finally seeing it set up, but after a few seconds it falls down. "Damn it!" He yelled.
The other guards laugh and smirk knowing that Jeremy was going to fail. After a couple of laughers, Vincent calmed down and decided to take his turn in setting up the table. "Ok let me try." Vincent said.
Jeremy moves aside as he let Vincent set up the table. After setting it up the table looked uneven.
"Gee nice bro. Not!" Scott said glaring at his brother.
"What? You say you can do better?" Vincent asked.
"Better then you butterfingers." Scott replied.
Vincent grabbed Scott by the collar of his uniform. "You want to be punched!? Or show me you can build better?" He asked.
"You can't even hit a butterfly!" Scott yelled back. Vincent was ready to punch him for saying that, but Scott flinched, and had one more thing to say. "But step aside and watch me work baby bro."
Vincent glared and let his brother go. Scott smiled and worked on the table. As Scott was taking his time, Vincent started to get impatient. "Relax man, Scott will get it done." Mike said comforting his friend.
"It better." Vincent replied. Everyone waits for Scott, and as they where waiting Fritz and Vincent made a bet with Mike and Jeremy saying if the table falls apart they have to cough up 5 bucks. As they did the bet Scott finished the table.
"Done!" Scott said showing the perfect table. Everyone's mouth drops seeing the beautiful table all built. Vincent wasn't unsure, so he decided to test it. Not only that Vincent never looses at a bet.
"Great. Let's test it." Vincent said. He placed a book on the table, and after a few seconds it falls apart.
"Ha! Pay up!" Fritz yelled as he and Vincent's hands were out. Mike and Jeremy groaned as they each paid 5 bucks to Fritz and Vincent.
"Yes! You failed!" Vincent cheered poking Scott's nose, making him glare.
"So what you failed too." Scott said crossing his arms.
"I know! But I built it right and didn't fall. Yours did." Vincent mocked.
"You still did it wrong!" Scott yelled.
"You failed horribly! And I thought you were the smart one?" Vincent said. That just made Scott reach his boiling point.
"I am smart!" Scott yelled back. "You're dumber then a sack of oranges!"
Now it was Vincent's turn to reach his boiling point. "We have the same grade point average. Only I'm a point higher then you." He said giving a smirk.
"Only cause you cheat!" Scott yelled.
"I never cheated! Yeah we had the same classes together since we started school. But I never cheated!" Vincent yelled back.
"Oh yeah?" Scott asked.
"Yeah!" Vincent replied as the two brothers were face to face ready to fight.
"Should we stop them?" Mike asked.
"Nope they will burn out eventually." Jeremy replied.
"I'll have you know I was the best in art class! Where were you?" Vincent asked as the two brothers were still fuming.
"At least I didn't fail cooking!" Scott yelled. (AN: Its true. In my AU Vincent does cook but only simple things nothing major that involves boiling, frying, etc)
"My wife is teaching me!" Vincent replied.
"Yeah before you got married to her." Scott said.
"Take that back!" Vincent yelled.
"Make me!" Scott yelled in reply.
Vincent growled and tackled his brother and the two started to fight again.
"You sure we shouldn't stop this?" Mike asked seeing the fight may get nasty like last time.
"If we do we may get into the fight as well." Fritz said.
"True." Mike replied.
Fritz then gave a sigh. "We'll stop this if it gets extremely violent to the point one of them is injured or if they grab a weapon of their choice." Fritz explained so Scott and Vincent won't hurt and/or kill each other.
The timing to stop the fight would be perfect as of now, as Scott grabbed a hammer and Vincent grabbed one of the desk legs, since his knife was left in the office.
"Now we stop it?" Mike asked.
"Yep." Jeremy and Fritz replied. The three guards stood up and separated the two brothers apart before one of them, mostly on Vincent's point of view kill each other.
"Alright! Break it up!" Fritz yelled standing between the brothers.
"Tell Scott stop being immature!" Vincent yelled as Mike was holding him back.
"Tell Vincent stop being a wimp!" Scott yelled back being held back by Jeremy.
"I'm not a wimp!" Vincent replied back.
"Are too!" Scott yelled back.
"Ok you two stop now." Jeremy said trying his best to hold Scott back.
Vincent and Scott glare at each other for a bit, and drop their items. Fritz grabbed the two items and with that Mike and Jeremy let go of the two brothers.
"That was close." Mike said.
"Yeah." Jeremy replied. "However the desk isn't finished."
"Yeah." Mike sighed.
"If we don't get this done we may loose are jobs." Fritz said.
"Right. We need a plan to get this done." Mike said as the guards were thinking of how to set up this desk. Vincent then went back to the instruction book and decided to read more of it too see how to get the desk set up, and smiled when he found something.
"I think I found something." Vincent said.
"What is it?" Fritz asked. Vincent smiled and showed them a page how to set up the desk. The guards all smile seeing the finally have a reference how to set up the desk.
In just a few minutes the desk was finally built. "We did it!" Jeremy cheered.
"See I told you we'll get this done." Scott said smiling.
"Guess we just had to try harder." Vincent said.
Scott smiled forgiving his brother and ruffled his hair. "Yeah." He said.
Scott then gave Vincent a noogie making him laugh. "Hey stop!" Scott laughed.
"You started it." Vincent said smiling.
"Ok you guys before we start playing. I think we should of set this up in the office first." Mike said. "Because now we need to carry this table to the office."
"Oh come on how hard can it be?" Jeremy asked.
10 minutes passed by and everyone was having trouble taking the table to the office. "Why is this so heavy!" Vincent yelled struggling.
"It's a desk! That's why!" Mike yelled struggling as well.
"Guys stop arguing before something happens to this desk and we have to start back at square one." Jeremy said.
"Fine." Vincent said.
With that guards finally got the desk up in the office and they all collapsed from execution. "I'm so tired." Vincent wined.
"Me too. I'm beat." Mike said taking a few breaths.
"And now we can relax." Jeremy said.
"You said it." Fritz replied.
Suddenly the clock rang 12 midnight and it was time for their shift to start causing them to groan.