Andy's Apple Farm: Oneshots/short-stories

One Night At The Apple Farm.

Disclaimer: I don't own Andy's Apple Farm (Video Game). I don't own the picture (cover). Or the song.

(qwertuno and SilentReadersMatter)

(Crossover with FNAF (1.). Peter is the nightguard, Andy is Freddy, Claus is Bonnie, Melody is Chica, and Felix is Foxy. Margret is Golden Freddy.)

(Hope you enjoy.)

Sitting there watching the would've proved being if the were the normal kind and stayed standing in the stage or at their stations like they were supposed to. Normal animatrics stayed at their required stops and only moved if they were advanced enough to have a decent enough level of comprehension.

"Motherfuckers."

Watching the tablet showing the where the animatronics are, Peter sucked in the cigarette before exhaling out the smoke to reduce the amount to stress this shifty job brought. The robots, animatronics, whatever the hell the phone guy called these little it's moved around with malicious intent. To stuff a body into a new Freddy suit they'd apparently found somewhere outside. Why would management even allow that to happen?

"Peter~"

Great. The fish bastard arrived. Waving his hook side to side in a mocking wave, he brought it down to his throat and made a slicing gesture once he'd get his hands on him.

Charming.

Outside his left window, the one handed fish animatronic, and Peter wasn't making this up, banged in the doors as if they were drums and proceeded to play the Macarena. All the whole Peter watched flabbergasted as he danced and banged the doors at the same time.

"Ayyyyy, Macarena!"

He...He couldn't make this up. What the actual hell went on in that animatronic's mind music playing at this time of the night?

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Peter screamed, trying to hold in his laughter as he remembered they wanted his death. "This song of all things?! How does your sensors even know it?!"

Continuing to bang the doors, Felix suddenly stopped. The music haunted, a squeak came from the fish animatronic as he sprinted down the halls to his little designated area. A pretend lakeside for the kids to enjoy a picnic.

"Modern music, baby!"

What the actual fuck was wrong with him?

Everything. Just...everything.

Felix also turned out to be the most annoying. So, his experiences were the worst in terms of humour and fear factors, especially considering he sprinted unlike the slow animatronics. Which were basically all of them.

Shit.

I fucking hate you all.

Checking the tablet again, Peter clicked on camera 4B and 2B. Melody decided to be a little asshole and stand at the end of the halls.

Why make a literal clock robot?

Claus appeared in the back room..for some reason. Peter didn't understand his obsession for clocks and birds. He had become somewhat desensitised to their chirping, opting to focus on not dying than you very much.

"Hello?"

"Heya, Petey!"

"What d'ya want, Bailey?"

The bee woman on the phone was his first and only friend. They even dared some point in their teenager years, but she broke it off claiming rheh weren't working out. Sometime in the future, she asked him to be her roommate. Peter, unfortunately and mistakenly said yes. Bailey brought over guys every night to fuck them.