Disclaimer: I do not own nor did I create FnaF or any of it's character, that credit goes to the great Scott Cawthon. This is purely my own fictional imaginings based on game play so please don't take anything too seriously.
First night of a new job, I look to the clock with a smile after days of anticipation and waiting after the interview. It had been a breeze with very few complications or requirements. I didn't even need a commission license for security work at the closing site that was once the family friendly pizza parlor that is Freddy Fazbears Pizzaria.
This European time difference makes staying up this late easier for me because they are like six hours ahead of my American time zone, so for my body, it is only six PM to midnight. And to think, all I really needed for this job was to be able to travel across.
My records clear and so travelling was no sweat. My ex-employer did give me that much and while I'd miss working with the animals, watching over animatronics might be less hazardous to my health... I've already lost a couple fingers to my own fault while feeding the animals so it was time to move on.
Ten PM. The test is coming up. I have to just make it through the first five nights from midnight to six AM, the trial period then I'll be put on full time until the detonation crew have all the valuable and recyclable material out and the building finally torn down.
I smile at the reflection in the mirror. "Sandy, you do look good in uniform!" I say to myself in my Nevadan accent. "Hair's all brushed and tied up tight, uniform is pressed and tidy and all gear is good!" I check my flashlight attached to it's strap in my belt and the spare pack of batteries and secure my notepad. I'd already been given instructions on how to use the tablet that worked the camera's so it really should be a breeze!
The bright orange security vest really did pop against the blues and blacks of the uniform, a good thing for the night patrol work. It made me feel safe that it would make me more visible in case of emergency.
It's a observe and report job and I'm told most people who would try to trespass would be deterred by simply presence. Easy.
Locking my temporary housing unit up, I head to the bus station for night one.
The trip is a relatively quiet one as I look out the window trying to memorize landmarks. 'Maybe I should get a co-worker to give me a tour once I'm fully hired on.' I think to myself with a smile as the bus stops near the destination and I step off. The building is still open for it's last month to let kids and families have one last goodbye to those characters on the cheery on the billboard in front.
"Huh, it really is like a Chuck E Cheese." I say to myself with a chuckle.
Walking in, I see families starting to leave for the night and I give a wave and smile to some of the children. I'm not too used to European customs but I'd give my best manners and try to show I was there for a job but not a danger to the kids.
Employees are leaving as well for the night, and I can't quite shake it but for some reason, they're giving me looks of pity. Before I can ask, the manager and the Human Resource Rep walk up to me with a smile.
The manager is a large man with greased back black hair, balding on top. My guess, bad diet and bad genetics but I say nothing. I'm very cautious of what goes into my body so don't have any issue with working at a pizza place because it doesn't really effect me.
I guess having a vegetarian twin did have some effect on me but it did help me in the size department. After all, one doesn't stay size one if they sit about and eat greasy meat and calories all day.
"Ms Wolfe." He greets me, putting his hand out for a shake. His fingers seem short and fat and yet dangerous, like meat cleavers hands but still I take it with no hesitation.
"You remember Mr Jeffreys from HR?"
"Yes, Mr Fazbear." I answer politely and professionally with a nod to the HR.
"Ah I do like that accent." He says as if he didn't already say it a few times during the interview and over the phone the first time I called about the online ad.
"Good luck, Ms Wolfe, and I hope we get to have you for a good long while with us." Mr Jeffreys from HR says and also shakes my hand. He wasn't as thick as Mr Fazbear but he was shorter with red well kept hair and green eyes. He had a almost child like look to him because he was still young but more so his size to mass.
"Thank you sir." I look across the party area to the stages where the animatronics are walking behind stage for the night. "Guess I'll have to get used to them for company. What fun!" I grin. Any animatronic or animal seems creepier at night but I'd just make this the best I could and not freak myself out.
"That's a good thought to keep in mind!" Mr Fazbear says enthusiastically.
"Well, it's now eleven thirty so first part of the job is securing the building for the night then going to your office." He hands me the key ring before we both wave Mr Jeffreys goodbye.
With him gone, I get the grand tour to be shown all the doors as well the area's and where the camera's were set up. I see where the characters are kept, the suit closet and more. All looks really simple and rather small actually.
When the tour is done, and most the doors are locked up and secured, Mr Fazbear himself leaves and I lock the last door before heading back to the security office.
It is now midnight when I make it to the office.
Checking my supplies and having a look around the room, the preset messenger rings and I press button to hear what's on it for tonight.
"Hello, hello?" The voice says and I say hello back to the machine but wait for him to continue knowing he can't hear me.
"Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. 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. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?"
"Alright?" I listen as if prodding him on, flipping on the camera to check over everything and get a better feel for how it works. He didn't sound so sure but maybe he was easily creaped out by little things.
"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. Um, "Welcome to Freddy 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 have occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced."
"Wait what??" I ask as he continues.
Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. 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. So, remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right? Okay. So, just be aware, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they're left in some kind of free roaming mode at night. Uh... Something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long. Uh, they used to be allowed to walk around during the day too. But then there was The Bite of '87. Yeah. I-It's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, you know?"
'Yeah...You're probably just trying to scare me off buddy but I'm not some foolish ditz who get's easily scared.' I think to myself over the story but still wonder on the bite. I'll have a look on the net some time later to see if there's any truth to it. Speaking of, I check again ... to make sure no ones inside, of course.
"Uh, now concerning your safety, the only real risk to you as a night watchmen 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. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its 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 Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, now, 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. 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. Y-Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze. 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."
I blink and look wide eye'd at the messengerat that last part as I flip the camera on again to look at the animatronics. It's now three AM and now the bunny known as Bonnie is no longer back stage and Freddy and Chica have turned to look at the camera!!
I flip through the camera's and he is now in the Hall to my left.
"Oh mother in heaven, what have I gotten myself into?"