Ruby's P.O.V
I sat in the office chair, I was munching on a chocolate candy bar when the telephone rang. My ears up in alert and my tail fluffed up. "Hello, hello?" I was about to pick up the phone but I then realized that it was just a recording. After a short moment of just staring blackly at the phone and just decided to hop up on top of the desk to listen. "Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night."
"You didn't have to do that you know." I replied with a sweet smile forming on my face. My wolf ears were straight up and tail was wagging back-and-forth like a newborn puppy. "Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about." The voice on the phone attempted an optimistic tone.
I snorted and rolled my eyes at the phone. "Overwhelming? Babysitting four animatronics? Oh please, that's a piece of cake." I chuckled. "Hmmm... so maybe drunk teenagers? Well, that would make things pretty interesting." I quipped as I laughed again. "Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?" I just rolled my eyes.
"I can actually imagine the cheesy, overly-happy grin he gave while he said that." I cocked my head to the side. "You didn't give a name. What about Snow. I like the name Snow." I grinned happily.
"Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know." Snow said.
"UGH! Not the boring stuff. Can't we skip it Snow? Please?" I flopped on my back on the table dramatically, knocking a few items to the floor.
Snow continued, heedless of my pleas. I just pouted at the phone in response.
"Um, "Welcome to Fredy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon as property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced."
"Three moons! What the heck?" My voice was ice cold. I raised my ears and scowled at the phone, as if glaring at it would help.
"Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about." Snow continued on hurriedly as though he could feel the death glair being directed at the phone.
"No no. Don't blah blah me. What kind of place has a policy like that? That's ridiculous! Your a squid brain!" I stared at the carpets suspiciously and lifted my feet up slightly.
"Uh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No. If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too."
"Quirky? What do you mea- wait they never get a bath?" I pulled a face at that, ears lowering in discomfort. "Yeah, I'd be cranky to I guess, but I kinda like the songs." i muttered to myself with a small pout.
"So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay." Snow's beaming smile could be felt even through the phone, and tapes and stuff.
"Yeah they're pretty cool. My favorite was always Chica." I grinned happily. "So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wonder a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night."
"Okaaaaay." I deadpanned with a roll of my eye and a twich of my tail. "Uh... something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for to long." I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too."
"But then there was The Bite of 87." I paled at that, I gulped and took a shuttering breath.
"Oh, my StarClan! You're crazy! What in the name of Pyrrhia is wrong with this place?!" I snapped as my eyes narrowed in a glare again. I growled and pricked my ears.
"Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?"
"OH FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN! WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! THAT IS NOT AMAZING!" I nearly screeched, my ears going straight up in alarm and my eyes narrowing into cat-like slits.
"Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risks to you as a night watchman here, if any, is the fact that these characters, uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person."
"Are you trying to scare me or something Mr. Phone Person?" I growled lowly before pouting at the phone. "They'll P-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without it's costume on."
"Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to... forcefully stuff you inside a Fredy Fazbear suit." Snow sounded uncomfortable. "Um, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort... and death."
"Not cool dude. That is SO NOT COOL!" I glared icily at the phone while crossing my arms over my chest with an indignant huff. "Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh."
I let out a wolf-like growl in response, my ears twitching.
"Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up." I glared pointedly at the phone in response. "No. Kidding." I bit out. Narrowing my eyes and glaring at the phone.
"But hey, the first day should be a breeze." I just rolled my eyes at that. "I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, and remember to close the doors only if absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, good night." The phone went dead.
A girlish giggle suddenly filled the room and I turned sharply and scanned the room with narrowed eyes. "Hmmm. Never mind, it was probably just my imagination." I remarked with a slight frown. I shook my head in exasperation as I turned to the door.
Bonnie's P.O.V
I crept surprisingly quietly down the left hallway. wow this guard must be one of the lazy ones. Made them easy targets but also made the game boring. distantly I heard banging in the kitchen. Chica was taking her time as usual.
I huffed in annoyance. Sure none of us liked what we did but it wasn't like we had a choice. I came up on the door and readied myself. "Three Moons! This guard must be really lazy!" I quietly muttered to myself with an annoyed huff and a roll of my eyes.
I leapt into the doorway, a screech already halfway out my mouth before I froze in surprise. "What the heck! Why is the office empty?!" I said with a confused frown forming on my face.
Confused, I tilted my head to check under the desk. Yup, still empty and still confused. Before I could do anything else though something solid and metal connected painfully with the back of my robotic skull.
A grinning teenager stared back at me. She was holding a metal baseball bat that was likely the cause of my ringing ears. I almost leapt at her immediately but I was still a bit unsteady and well... the way she was grinning gave me the chills.
I stumbled into the room, the world spinning before my eyes as I lifted my hand to the now rather tender spot. Even more confused then before (can robots get concussions?) I turned around to see what had hit me. "Not so fast Bunny Boy. you're going to have to try a lot harder then that if you want me in a suit." She grinned wider as she hit the door button and darted away.
Ruby's P.O.V
I walked down a nearby hallway snickering to myself softly. Serves the rabbit right, trying to scare me like that. Oh, good luck you stupid robots! Just try stuffing me into a suit! You won't get me in one of those things even if you you begged me to. I'm not that mousebrained.
I swung Wintermoon a bit as I walked, listening for any sounds of sentient robot movement. I'd already lost Bonnie, he wasn't exactly fast.
I pulled out the tablet and checked the cameras again. Fredy dearest, still on stage, but staring at the camera a little eerily. Foxy, in Pirate's Cove. Chica, (still my favorite). Well at least she's out of the kitchen now. Bonnie...
"Closet. Again? Three moons! What in the name of StarClan is wrong with him?" I mumbled to myself while shaking my head. 'Oh Bonnie.' My tail wagged happily as I kept on walking. My ears always twitching, listening for any sudden movement.
"I've got to bring some more things tomorrow night to make the chase... more interesting for them." I grinned to myself Stifling my laugh I spotted Chica in the party room, staring at the camera.
"Oh Chickadee, I ain't looking at the cameras right now. How about you turn around instead?" I called out and tried not to laugh when the chicken's head snapped to the side to look at me in shock. "Huh, they've got rather expressive faces for robots." I quietly muttered to myself as I lifted Wintermoon to point at the animatronic. "I already told the rabbit so now I'm telling you. You want to stuff me in some suit? You're going to have to try really hard to catch me first." With that I leapt over a table laughing gleefully and raced down a hallway.
Chica's P.O.V
Suddenly Bonnie came charging into the room looking took him a few seconds to catch sight of me. "I take it she's already passed through here?" He asked with an annoyed glare on his face. I just blinked and tilted my head in confusion. "Are you alright Bonnie?" I asked him with a worried frown. He growled and pulled his ears in frustration. "No! No! I'm not because that crazy girl hit me over the head with a baseball bat. I have a killer headache now." He complained.
"Why is the night guard out of the office anyway?" I asked in confusion. "How in the name of StarClan should I know?!" He retorted angrily.
I just sighed softly and shook my head. "Well, we should go after her..." I suggested half-heartedly. In reality, I wanted no part in it whatsoever, but I had no choice in the matter, none of us did.
"She'll regret that stupid blow when I get my paws on her." Bonnie muttered, his quick temper getting the best of him again. I just muffled my laughter with a hand, Bonnie had made a pun. Even if Bonnie hadn't meant to make a pun, It was still pretty funny.
Freddy's P.O.V
"What's got you so annoyed, Chica?" I asked the yellow bird. She just sighed and replied after a short while. "It's the night guard." She explained, sighing softly. "She's not in the office. Hasn't been all night. Instead she's been leading us on a merry chase through the building." Chica continued, as she huffed again.
"Is that why Bonnie's so annoyed?" I asked, and Chica frowned slightly. "Well actually, he's mad because she hit him with a baseball bat." Chica looked at her feet. "She did what now?!" I asked, blinking in shock at what Chica had just said. "I don't think that you want to know the answer. Trust me Freddy." Chica replied, hint of amusement in her tone.
"And why not?" I asked her, blinking and tilting my head curiously. Chica just laughed quiatly and shook her head with a wink. "Well for one thing, she has heightened senses because of her wolf ears and two, she is very fast and very unpredictable." Chica quality explained.
"Well, that's another problem. Well we don't have much time left. So, you should go find the night guard, and hopefully calm Bonnie down." I said and Chica groaned in annoyance.
Chica's P.O.V
I sighed softly and stared straight ahead of me. I really hated this job. We all did, but we didn't really have a choice in the matter. I gave one more huff and stood up, I then started searching for the hurricane night guard.
I stopped at the entrance to Pirate's Cove. I could here voices, suddenly curious, I listened. "Bonnie, what the HECK are you doing running around the place raising such a fuss?" It was Foxy's voice. "Hi, Glow Eye. You're not gonna play tonight?" It was the night guard who said that. I stifled a laugh at the nickname that she had given to Foxy. "Hay, night guard, why are you out of the office?" Foxy asked and I had to muffle my laughter at what the girl said next.
"I have a name you know! The name's Ruby. And to answer your question, I'm not in there because the office is booooiiring!" She replied back with a dramatic sigh and a snarky edge lacing her tone as she spoke.
It was a few seconds later when Ruby turned around and noticed me standing in the doorway. "Oh! I uh... hi, Chica!" I froze in shock. How did she- oh right, her wolf ears. "Well I gotta run, bye-bye Bunny Boy, Glow Eye, and Chica!" And with that she was off and running down another hallway.
"Ah no fare! Why'd she call you by your real name?" Bonnie pouted. I just laughed and replied back with a cheeky grin. "It's because I'm her favorite. Now I think we-" but the chimes of the clock interrupted my sentence. I sighed softly to myself as Bonnie and I headed back to the Show Stage. "Well that was interesting. I had no idea that I was her favorite until a few minutes ago." I mumbled quietly to myself while standing beside Bonnie on the stage. I turned my head to see Freddy giving me a strange look out of the corner of my eye.
I blinked curiously at him. "What?" I asked him with a confused look on my face. Freddy just smiled and shook his head in amusement. I smiled and giggled softly to myself. It was then that the cleaners arrived shortly after Ruby had left building, and they would be in for a shocking surprise when they entered.