Author notes:

Just a few things.

1) I can't change the update schedule for this story since I'm still studying which really cuts down on the time I can spend on writing. Spreading the updates out over the week really helps me stay on track. So therefore I'll keep the updates on Wednesday and Sunday for this story.

2) I'm not against requests from reviewers but they will most likely be one-shots and I will always try and put my unique spin on the story so please keep that in mind if you ask me.

3)This is going to be a long story so don't stress if your suggestions haven't been used yet. Some I've already planned to put in later chapters and I have written them all down so I don't lose any.

4) AmyGolden1104: I'm going to do a bit of research on it and will get back to you. If you want, you can PM me for more discussion. I'm often online.

5) Since it's a popular request I just needed to mention that Ricky will be more involved in the FNAF 2 part of this story. The events of FNAF 1 are already fully planned out.

Chapter 8

Planning

The cleaning crew were dumbfounded to find the sleeping guard. Strangely enough, when they approached her, she woke up immediately. Unfortunately for them her instinctual reaction was to lob a paint balloon straight at them.

She blinked blearily for a moment before scowling.

"Why'd you wake me up? I was having such a nice dream…" she climbed off the table and headed in the (general) direction of the door.

She yawned as she mumbled something about paint before disappearing.

"What is wrong with that girl?" one person asked while the one who was hit scrubbed at his pink face.

"That's what I'd like to know." Bonnie muttered under his breath while he watched the scene out of the corner of his eye.

Ruby fell face first onto her bed with a groan. She hadn't been this tired in ages. It was a good tired though. Turning her head so she didn't suffocate in the blanket she stared out of her window at the lightening sky.

"I should probably wash my hair." She murmured as she felt the itch of dry paint on her head. "Bonnie's a good shot."

Against her will her eyes were drifting shut.

"Maybe later." She yawned, rolling over.

Staring at the darkness behind her eyelids she reflected on what had happened that night.

"Bonnie seemed to have some fun at least." She mumbled again, a smile twitching the corner of her mouth up. "Reminds me of the good old days. And talking to Foxy again is awesome."

She drifted off to sleep like that, memories of a brighter time flitting across her tired mind.

Loud noises from downstairs woke Ruby up and she glanced at the clock before settling into the "furious that someone woke her up too early" mood.

"It's eleven." She moaned into her pillow. "In the morning. Don't these people have any idea that I work the NIGHT shift."

After listening to the yelling for a moment she determined that it was coming from outside the house and that one of the voices was Ricky. She was lost in thought for a moment.

"Isn't Ricky supposed to be at his friend's house? It's Friday. He always has plans on a Friday as long as its holiday." She frowned and tried to identify the other voices.

They weren't familiar in the least but definitely seemed young, about Ricky's age maybe.

And Ricky sounded kind of angry. Ricky was never angry since he was one of the sweetest kids she had ever known.

Older sister instincts kicking in she managed to drag herself out of bed and towards the door.

"Ooooh." She cradled her head while the room spun. "Sugar hangover."

And this was why she didn't actively try and reach a sugar high. The after effects were awful.

Finally grabbing the door handle she stumbled out of her room and down the stairs. Her first stop was the kitchen since the headache was drowning the sister instincts at this point.

Pouring herself a glass of ice water she downed the contents before refilling it. Feeling marginally better after the third glass she turned and headed towards the front door. She passed a mirror on the way and paused to look at her reflection.

Wow was she sporting one heck of a bedhead. She grinned. It had to be one of her best ones and that was probably because of the pink paint forcing it up in random directions.

She chuckled to herself. "I wish I could have paint fights with Bonnie more often. He's a great shot."

She scratched at her head as she looked the rest of herself over. She wasn't exactly in perfect condition but she wasn't in "hide in your room while you try to bring about a presentable appearance" bad so she shrugged and headed out the door.

The moment she opened the door the yelling reached full volume and assaulted her ears, and by extent her headache. She groaned and glared at the kids standing in the front yard. Ricky was standing near the fence, fists clenched at his sides, glaring at a bigger boy who stood in front of him. There were three strangers, two boys on either side of the bigger kid.

Even through her sugar hangover and sleep deprived brain she could already tell what was happening.

Bullies.

Being the sweet kid that Ricky was he tended to attract his fair share of bullies. Of course none of them stuck around for long when they met his big sister.

She grinned sadistically.

After all, this was her home turf. She spent a lot more time on this property than at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria and look at what she could accomplish there.

"OI!" she yelled causing them all to jump and look at her.

Of course the bullies broke out laughing at the sight of the pink-haired teen but she flat-out ignored them and looked at Ricky.
"Thought you were heading to a friend's today Ricky?" she asked.

"I was but I had to come back to fetch something." Ricky looked up at her curiously, his anger forgotten for the moment. "What's with the paint?"

"Paint fight at work." Ruby waved her hand dismissively (as if that was a normal statement) as the bullies stopped laughing when they realised that they were being ignored. "What did you come back for?"

"A game-" Ricky was cut off by bully one.

"What a weirdo. So you're not the only one? Who's this anyway?" he sneered.

"My sister…" Ricky trailed off as he recognised that certain shine in Ruby's eyes that showed when she was in an extra sadistic mood.

The idiot laughed. "Your sister? So the weirdness is a family trait?"

"And just who are you brat?" Ruby raised her eyebrow and asked in a tone that would have had the animatronics running for the hills.

The kid rattled off his name which Ruby forgot instantly as she had decided on her own name for the brat.

"Listen here Zit, are you causing my kid brother problems? 'Cause if you are you're in some serious trouble."

"What?!" the boy screeched at his new nickname.

"So then, Zit and the ACNE gang. Quit with the squeaking and answer the question. What are you doing here?" she smoothly talked over his furious protests.

"You-you-do you know who I am?!" he yelled in that pretentious "my daddy is important and is so going to punish you" way that seemed to afflict many rich, spoiled kids.

Ruby stared at him, blinked once and then twice before answering.

"Zit and the ACNE gang? Seriously, maybe you should get your hearing checked. Or your memory. It was like the last thing I said."

The boy dissolved into furious spluttering while Ruby stared at him, waiting patiently for an answer.

"You stupid, short tramp!" he yelled.

The fact that an eight year old had said that didn't really register on her brain as her mind only latched onto one word.

"Short?" she growled dangerously.

Ricky gulped nervously.

Zit smirked, thinking he had hit the right sore spot while his lackeys snickered.

"Yeah, short. How old are you anyway? And what's with the paint, shorty. Get the dye mixed up with the paint?" Zit laughed.

Ruby stilled for a moment before smiling brightly. Ricky broke out in a cold sweat. THAT could not be good.

"Oh is that what you think honey? Nice to see that the youth of today are so STRAIGHT FORWARD and HONEST." Her smile was kind of creepy.

"Huh?" Zit and his gang stared at her in confusion.

"Although, I don't really appreciate your comments. So I'm going to teach you a very valuable lesson." She smiled sweetly.

"Lesson? What are you talking about you weirdo?" Zit glared at her.

Ricky was starting to edge away from the obviously doomed kids.

"Yes. Just because it's holidays doesn't mean that children can't learn anything new." Her smile then got distinctly creepy and Ricky took off in a flat out sprint.

Ruby brought a remote out of her pocket and clicked a button. Immediately the gates behind the boys shut with an ominous clash of metal. The kids jumped and looked back with wide eyes.

"Now, the lesson is simple. If you can't say anything nice, then don't say anything at all!" Ruby said in a sing-song voice.

She pulled some kind of ball out of a bucket nearby. "And I'm going to make sure that you remember this for a long, long, long time."

She threw the ball at their feet where it exploded. The glitter that covered them was annoying. The smell that hit them was even worse. As they began to gag Ruby pulled on a gas mask that she had produced from somewhere.

"Skunk spray." She explained as their eyes began to tear up. "Nasty stuff. Hard to come across but so worth it."

Somehow her evil grin came across even behind the mask.

The boys spun around and tried to pull the gate open only to fail miserably. Ruby cackled as she threw more stink bombs at them. They gave up on the gate and tried to run around her towards the backyard.

Unfortunately if you didn't live there, you wouldn't know that the backyard was prank heaven for Ruby.

First they hit trip wire which caused them to stumble and, more importantly, to get doused in sparkly glitter infused pink paint. Backpedalling from that led them to falling into a sand pit. The sand stuck in the paint as they pulled themselves up only to notice that the lawnmower had somehow started up and was gunning them down. Shrieking they ran over in Ruby's direction who rolled her eyes at their dramatics. She pulled off the mask as she held up the remote again.

Like she would actually let them be lawnmower-ed. She cut the power to it when it got close using the remote and watched them hit another tripwire, this one covering them with a wire net. A lovely sticky wire net. Glitter glue was a wonderful thing.

Groaning they looked up as a camera flash went off. She was grinning down at them manically.

"Learnt the lesson?" she asked sweetly.

They nodded frantically, eager to get out of the trap filled yard and away from the crazy girl.

"Yay! I should become a teacher!" she cheered while they paled at the thought.

Eventually she let them out of the net and led them to the gate. As she opened it and before they could run in all their stinky, sparkly, pink, sandy glory; Ruby couldn't resist throwing in one more prank.

They had called her short after all. Age did not excuse that level of stupidity. She was infamous in this area after all.

"Have a cookie." The thrown cookie covered the boys in streamers as she turned around happily and walked back to the house where Ricky had taken cover at the beginning.

Entering she decided on a shower as her head was just too itchy from the paint now to ignore.

"Ricky! It's safe now!" she called and the kid's head popped out over the back of the sofa.

She tossed him the picture and grinned at his hysterical laughter.

"So what was their problem?" she asked once he had quietened down.

He looked down nervously. "Just been picking on me for a while."

Ruby raised her eyebrow, silently asking for elaboration.

Ricky sighed and slumped against the couch. "They just like to bother me. All the time. They saw me today and followed me here and started teasing me about…you know."

His eyes grew sad as he looked down at his hands. "I don't think I'll go back to Ryan's house today…"

Ruby paused and then turned to walk over to him. She kissed his forehead causing him to look up in surprise.

"Just use the old "psycho-sister" threat." She grinned at him. "And you need fast food."

Ricky beamed up at her. "You're the best psycho-sister ever!"

Ruby laughed. "I know. Just give me ten minutes to wash my hair and then we can head out. I did promise to make it up to you after cancelling yesterday."

Ricky did a little happy dance. "Yes!"

Ruby laughed again. "What you in the mood for?"

"Pizza!" Ricky yelled.

Ruby didn't even miss a step. "Cool, I can get an employee discount."

"She's back!" Chica hissed to Freddy causing his head to whip around.

And so she was, pushing open the door and eliciting groans from a number of employees.

"Hi Ruby?" Jerry, nearest the door, asked in confusion.

Suddenly a young boy bounced through the door behind her and ran into the pizzeria.

"Hey Jerry. Here as a customer today. Ricky's in dire need of pizza." She pointed towards the hyper kid who was looking around in excitement.

"I see. Well there's an empty table over there." Jerry pointed to a free table near Pirate's Cove.

Ruby grabbed Ricky's collar before he could dart out of sight and pulled him in its direction with a wave at Jerry.

"Come on squirt. You wanted pizza right?" Ricky grinned up at her.

"Can't we get a break from her?" Bonnie groaned.

Surprisingly though Ruby only seemed to give Ricky some instructions, pointed to some rooms (of course she pointed to Pirate's Cove) before face-planting on the desk and falling asleep.

Ricky certainly didn't seem fazed as he ran off to enjoy the pizzeria.

"You know, she's just weird." Chica shook her head as they watched the off-duty security guard snooze at the table.

"Yeah, sis gives everyone that impression." A voice caught their attention.

The three 'bots looked down at the grinning boy. They all pushed aside their annoyed feelings and smiled at the kid. They had a job to do after all.

"Hey there, first time at Freddy's?" Bonnie asked.

The boy shook his head. "I've been here before but when I was really small. So you work with Ruby?"

"Y-yeah." Chica forced a smile. "Sure do."

Ricky stared at them for a moment before his expression became sympathetic.

"Wow she already did a number on you, didn't she?"

"Huh?" Bonnie asked.

"Ruby's really good at annoying everyone. So I've become really good at noticing which people have been Ruby-ed. You're definitely victims." He looked very serious. "Glitter mines?"

Bonnie's drooped ears were all the answer he needed.

"Yeah but she's really nice when you get to know her. She's the best sister you know?" he smiled brightly before spotting a group of kids he knew.

"Well bye. And give her a chance. She's really fun." He ran off to join the group.

"Nice kid." Bonnie murmured as they all glanced back at the sleeping night guard.

"Wish she would just quit though." Chica mumbled.

Freddy sighed as he watched the kid run around. How would he react if his sister didn't come home one day?

Ruby woke up to hunt Ricky down and order him pizza, then again to introduce him to Foxy. Pirate Cove was busy that day though so they couldn't talk much so Ruby took Ricky home after about an hour.

She still needed to sleep after all. Fifth night was guaranteed to be difficult as Foxy had warned her.

Naturally the employees found the place booby trapped again even though she had slept most of her visit. There were now paint bombs in every trashcan and glitter mines in the vents.

She'd even swapped out every staff members lunch with exploding versions. Exploding peanut butter and jelly sandwiches were not pretty…

Neither was exploding salad. Or pudding.

Oh the pudding was never going to come out…

Author notes:

Thanks to Melaina and two guests for the ideas used in this chapter. I'm sure you've noticed that some ideas get re-used often so I'm not going to mention the person that suggested it every time or else I'll never finish these chapters.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter and night five is next.