"Didn't you hear me?" Chica asked when both Bonnie and Freddy stayed where they were, Avery trembling on the desk. His mind was still swimming with the idea of being jack hammered by Freddy, his lower back and chest seeming to throb with pain. The chicken clucked, eyebrows furrowed in anger.

"Get away from him!" Chica demanded as she took a step into the office room. At some point, Avery assumed he would be grateful for the chicken's interference, but right this second all he wanted was to get through the next three hours without another 'incident'.

Fortunately for Avery, Freddy quickly stepped in, pushing Chica back. Avery took this chance to drop to his knees and crawl under the desk, using the chair as a blockage. He could see from his spot that both Freddy and Chica were outside, with Bonnie teetering and giggling within the doorframe.

"You have no business here, Chica!" Freddy roared, the sound rattling in Avery's bones. Bonnie hopped anxiously beside the bear, grinning ear to floppy ear. Chica huffed, fluffed her feathers, and stomped her feet. She was used to getting her own way, used to having things go according to her plan. She looked over Freddy's shoulder and gasped, frowning as she looked back at the big bear.

"You've hurt him!" Chica explained, moving to walk into the room. Freddy gave her shoulder a shove, and she frowned at him.

"The kid is fine, he'll be fine. You can have him all you want tomorrow night after I'm done with him." Bonnie chirped up as he moved to stand on the other side of the big bear, making Chica growl. Freddy once again pushed Chica back, her back hitting the wall behind her, and the three were suddenly in a standoff, none of them remembering the prize in the night room. They were all talking at once, and while normally Avery would have been happy to eavesdrop, he wanted nothing to do with any of them.

'All of the animatronics were out of the room', Avery thought with a sudden surge of adrenaline.

Lunging to his feet he ignored the flare of pain in his legs and ass, and slammed the door closed, locking it as well. Immediately Freddy roared from the other side, the door seeming to shake in its holdings as Bonnie pounded his hands on the door, but now Avery was safe. Finally safe. Dropping against the door, Avery winced as his ass landed heavily against the cement floor, and he drew his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and heaving a sigh, forcing his body to relax.

He could hear the thumping of feet behind the door, seeming to grow fainter.

Another roar sounded in the building, this time further away from the security office. Freddy wasn't happy, and all of that was to do with Avery. With a groan of pain, the nineteen year old scrambled to the chair, pulling himself up on it and flicking through the cameras before he found what he was looking for.

Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie where in the kitchen. They seemed to be arguing over something, but with the audio feed out, Avery had no idea what they could have been saying. Chica jabbed her finger (or what he could only assume was her finger) into Freddy's chest, and the bear slapped it away from him. The night guard had a sinking suspicion the conversation was about him, though. Shaking his head, Avery moved on to look at Pirate's Cove, a place he hadn't given much attention to all night.

He stopped when he saw Foxy standing in plain sight, stroking his cock.

The fox's cock was longer than Freddy's but thinner (at least at that angle) and it made Avery's soft cock twitch. Appalled at the thought of getting hard, Avery quickly switched back to the kitchen, and relaxed when he saw the three still arguing and speaking to one another, but frowned when he saw a darker shadow just at the edge of the camera.

What the hell was that? Avery shook his head- he didn't have the time to be curious about a shadow. At the moment his tormentors were still busy arguing. They would be busy at least for a little while. Tempted to return to Foxy's feed, Avery instead moved to stand, grabbing the edge of the desk when his thighs burned.

He was hurting a lot. He had never felt an ache like this before.

He stretched, wincing as his muscles complained, before yanking his boxers and jeans back up and pacing the office anxiously, arms folded over his chest. He had just been raped by an animatronic bear. Of course, on one hand it didn't bother Avery that much as he had been fantasizing about a situation like that since he was fifteen, but on the more logical and rational hand, Avery wasn't sure he could do that again. Was this job really worth the pain and the sexual assaults he could potentially face with Bonnie and Freddy around?

Running his hand through his hair, Avery sighed, biting his lip as he paced. He still had about two hours to go in his shift now. Maybe the animatronics would be kind enough to leave him alone tomorrow night. Hell, what more could they actually do to him tonight anyways? Looking at the clock, Avery was half relieved to see that it was now four in the morning- quarter after four, really. He picked his magazine up from the floor and put it in his backpack, grabbing his iPod and quickly turning some music on.

Avery sat in the chair once again while Aerosmith played in the background, hesitantly flicking to Foxy's feed again. The fox wasn't there.

"Shit," Avery muttered. Where could he have disappeared to? Shaking his head, Avery changed it back over to the kitchen, and with his stomach dropping into his feet, he noticed that the four main animatronics were all there- Chica, Bonnie, Freddy and Foxy, and they were all talking to one another.

What in the hell could they all be talking about?!

A/N: Hey guys, I just want to say thanks so much for all the views, follows and favourites! I'm going away this Saturday (May 14th) until next Sunday (May 22nd) on a vacation! At that time I won't have my computer or anything really to write with (I mean I could bring my notebook but... c'mon.) so I'm sorry! Expect another update as soon as I come home, though! xo