A/N This story is not made by me but my senpai.. She wanted me to post it here so all credits to her! Enjoy!
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You were the new Night Guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, since your brother Mike had gotten fired and your family needed extra income. You sat on the chair inside the insanitary office, straightening your security hat. You had clipped (h/c) cat ears onto it, and you giggled as you played with them, smoothing the loose hairs.
It was 1:45, and nothing had happened. You flipped through the cameras, sipping a (favorite drink). You quickly located Chica in the dining room, and looked at the notes Mike had given you. You made a mental note to close your door soon.
Of course, you knew what this place was. Mike had told you when you had offered to come work here. You didn't mind. You were fast and smart, and you had Mike's notes.
"Check Pirate Cove." You said aloud. You flipped to the purple curtain, and saw a red fox peeking out at you. You smirked and waved.
"(Y/n) Schmidt does it again." You sang, tossing your head back and slurping your (favorite drink).
~TimeSkip to 5:30 AM~
SLAM. Bonnie
SLAM. Chica.
HELL NO. Freddy.
But what about-
You hurriedly checked the cameras, but you couldn't find the fox anywhere...
Crap.
You had finally spotted him.
And he was running down the hall.
STRAIGHT. TOWARDS. YOU.
Your hand shot towards the door button, but it was too late. The fox was already looking in on you, his yellow eyes blinking creepily.
You grabbed a hammer that just happened to be on the desk and approached him.
"G-get out of my office, y-you stupid f-fox." You stammered, holding the hammer in a menacing way. The fox screamed and approached you, mouth open. His eyes had suddenly gone black with only two white dots in the very center of them. A sob caught in your throat, and your knees buckled, dumping you on the floor.
"P-p-please don't kill me..." You whispered, tears pouring down your cheeks.
"Give me one reason not to, (Y/n) Schmidt." He snarled.
You didn't even ask how he knew your name.
"I have a f-family that n-needs me t-to take c-care of them..especially s-since M-Mikey was f-fired... W-we can barely pay for my college, and I n-need to bring the family income s-somehow...." You gasped, shaking with terror.
You heard receding footsteps and a soft but menacing voice drift over to you.
"Aye, I'll let ye live this time, b-b-but don't expect the same from me crew..."
You managed to throw up your (favorite drink) and stagger back into the chair before you passed out.
