//------------------------------// // Rare Occurances // Story: Guards in Training (FNaF/MLP Cross) // by KaylaCautio //------------------------------// Guard's Log 11:55 pm, Entry 120 Last night's training with Applejack seemed to go pretty well. But, if my suspicions are correct about how the animatronics are treating the training, it might be harder to judge the girls fairly. If they turn things around, however, then this might actually be fun. I have absolutely no clue what order these girls are going to come in, but I'll take them as they come. As I put my journal away, I saw someone in the doorway. She waved a bit as she greeted me in a sing-song voice. "Helloooo~!" I waved her inside, and the first thing I saw was the most fashionable version of a guard's uniform I've ever seen. I assumed if she was hired, she would wear this to the job. Once I managed to look away from her outfit, I saw that she seemed to be a pretty nice girl, with purple hair in a very stylish 'do. "You must be Ms. Kayla Cautio, the one training me and my friends to work this shift. I honestly thought it would be fun until I realized how dreadfully late we'd be working; it'll put a bit of a tamper on my beauty sleep. And while I like the vibrant colors up front, that I'm sure will appeal to the younger audience this place aims for, they could at least put some work to make the rest of the place look less dreary. After all, the children can't be the only ones whose eyes get a colorful treat!" This whole rant went on while she sat down and afterwards. I just smiled and listened until she seemed to be done. "Well, maybe if you get hired, you can suggest a few ideas to the boss." She giggled a little, then seemed to realize something. "Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners?! I'm Rarity." I smiled at this. "Nice to meet you, Rarity! So, despite the dreariness and late time of night, are you ready for this?" She seemed a bit embarrassed. "Oh, right, sorry about that rant. But I am most certainly ready to start when you are!" "Alright! So, I had a little trick with AppleJack last night. We divided the job so one person would watch the cameras, and the other would keep track of the doors. You ok with that?" "Well, of course, darling! Whatever you think would make this job easier." "Great! If you can handle the doors, I'll look over the cameras." She nodded and went to stand near the door. I just smiled and started skimming through the cameras. "Speaking of AppleJack, she said that the animatronics tend to move around.. is that true?" I wasn't surprised AppleJack decided to tell her friends about what she had seen during her training. "Yeah, it is. But as long as we can both figure out what we're doing, there's no need to worry. And I'm gonna teach you everything you need to know." I turned back the cameras, and Bonnie was already on the move. I couldn't help but mumble something under my breath. "Guys, I said Night 3 level, not Night 5." Unfortunately, Rarity heard me. "What was that, darling?" "Uh, nothing! Nothing, it's fine." Clearly, this was suspicious to her. But she shrugged it off. "If you say so, dear." I bit my lip a bit as I turned back. For a while, it seemed like Bonnie and Chica were the only ones moving, a lot like last night. But I eventually noticed something off... once I realized what was happening, my instincts kicked in. "Rarity, close the door!" She slammed the door shut and within seconds, there was banging on the other side. She backed away with a little scream. "What is that?!" I put the cameras down and tried to clear my head. "It's Foxy... I was so focused on Bonnie and Chica that I wasn't watching the Cove... Gonna need to make note of that..." She came over and looked over my shoulder at the laptop. "Didn't we have more power than that before?" We were at 57%. I had calmed down enough to explain why we had lost so much. "When Foxy bangs on the door, he takes some of our power. So now it's urgent I start watching him more closely...." I checked Pirate's Cove, just to make sure he had gone back as he usually does. "He's gone back now, you can open the door again." She seemed a bit nervous as she went back and opened the door. Part of me expected Bonnie to be there, but I caught him in the Supply Closet and knew we were safe. Somewhat. I guess this was Night 3 sort of behavior. As long as they kept this up for the other girls, it'd be easier to judge them fairly. Then again, thinking over this... Night 3 was the night I met... him. If he remembered this as well and took advantage of it... these girls wouldn't know what to do. I'd be by myself, and he'd actually have me in his grasp for a while. I shook my head a little to forget about this, and just tried to stay calm as I kept looking through cameras. The shift ended without too much further incident. We only needed to close the doors a couple more times, and he didn't show up, luckily. Once six o' clock came around, I thanked her for coming and told her I'd consider her for the job. And I actually kind of meant it, she did have a few good ideas for the restaurant. As we made our way out, we saw that it had started raining while we were inside and because of this, my stepbrother's car was pulled up in parking lot. I quickly went up to him but then saw that Rarity wasn't following me. I told Vincent to give me a second then went back to her. "Rarity, what are you doing? Why are you staying in here?" She seemed a bit nervous. "I... I don't want to go out there while it's raining. Not without some protection. Um... would you mind driving me home, please?" I started back towards to the car, gesturing for her to follow me. "I'll ask Vincent if we can carpool you." She nodded and tried her hardest to keep herself dry as we went out to the car. "Hey, Vince, can my trainee carpool with us? She doesn't want to walk home in the rain." He looked her over a bit then unlocked the back door. "Get in." Rarity and I smiled at each other as she got in the back and I got in the passenger seat. Vincent then started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. "So what's your name, kid?" She brightened up in the back as she answered. "I am Rarity. I'm so glad you were willing to drive me home." He just chuckled a little. "Ah, it's no problem, kid. I'm Vincent Afton, Kayla's stepbrother. So where do you live?" She told us her address, and Vincent luckily knew where that was. So we dropped her off at her house then continued home ourselves. I finished out the night by taking some notes on the shift and heading to bed with the hope that things keep going smoothly for the rest of the girls.