"Seriously, why am I fucking back here?" Midnight questioned, locking the main entrance to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza behind him after entering its premises, but was only now questioning why he came back to the office. "Did last night not scare me enough? Or is it that I want to die? I honestly can't tell. I’m practically selling my life for a few bits." Just then the phone started ringing, most likely the same guy from last night, Midnight promptly picked up the receiver and listened to this night’s warnings.
"Uh, hello? Hello?... Well, if you are hearing this, well congrats for making it to night two!"
"Oh, gee, thanks, I feel so accomplished for making it past the first night of a five day job."
"Um, I-I won't talk as long this time around, because Freddy and his friends become more active as the week progresses. They... really want to get to you, huh?"
"Oh good, as if the first night wasn't bad enough, it only gets worse as the week goes on!" Midnight said with sarcastic enthusiasm. "Fuck my life."
"Hey uh, in fact, it may be a good idea to make sure everyone is in their proper place while I'm talking to you." Heeding his advice, Midnight picked up the tablet and checked on the animatronics, only to find Bonnie was already out.
"Oh, for fucks sake." Midnight said, flipping through the screens, finding Bonnie in the back stage.
"Um, oh yea, interestingly enough, Freddy himself doesn't come off the stage very often. I've heard he becomes much more active in the dark though... So um, yeah, I guess that's another reason to not run out of power, heh."
"Are you shitting me? It's bad enough seeing them walk around in the light, but in the dark with a single one walking, no, RUNNING around? Who made these things?!"
"Also, there is something I forgot to tell you last night. It's about your door lights, you see the cameras do have blind spots, and these blind spots are, unfortunately, right outside your doors. So if you can't find someone... or something, uh, check the lights. If they are there, you may only have a few seconds to react before they come in. Not... that you are in danger or anything like that, that's not what I'm implying."
"Okay, so check the lights to watch as I die, got it." Midnight said, while bringing the tablet up again to check on Bonnie, still in the backstage.
"One last thing, be sure to check on Pirate Cove from time to time." Hearing this, Midnight switched his camera to the curtain, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. "The character in there is quite unique, as he tends to become more active if the cameras are off for long periods of time."
"There's a fourth?! And it becomes more active when the cameras are off, joy."
"I guess he doesn't like being watched or something, I don't know. Anyway, I'm sure you'll do fine, like last night, I'll call you again tomorrow, so good night." And with that, the message ended.
"Again with the good night thing." Midnight commented. He decided to take a quick look around the Pirate Cove, there was a purple curtain with white stars all over it with an out of order sign in front. "Shouldn't that sign be for all the robots? They seem to all be out of order." He muttered to himself. Seeing as nothing was happening, he then decided to check up on Bonnie. What he saw however caused him to jump out of his chair on the verge of having a heart attack while dropping the tablet in the process. When he picked it back up, Bonnie was up close to the camera, looking into it with black, pinprick eyes. "Oh you fucking shit fuck." Midnight said angrily trying to catch his breath, getting back into his chair.
He changed the camera view to the show stage, seeing that Chica was gone now. He took a quick glance at the time and power, 2 AM and 84%. The animatronics were already extremely active, and it was only night two! He dreaded what would happen on night five. Midnight looked around the place for Chica, but couldn't find where she was, he was about to check the lights, until he checked the kitchen camera. The camera display was dead, but the audio was still being picked up, and Midnight could hear the clanking of pots and pans, signifying that Chica was most likely in there.
"Oh, the "let's eat" bib and the kitchen. Fucking really?" Midnight asked himself, thinking that's why she was in the kitchen, programmed to "eat". He went to go check on Bonnie again, only to find she was no longer there in the back stage. He set the tablet down and checked the lights. "You know, I love this job, it really gets the blood flowing," He sarcastically remarked, when he checked the left light, he saw Bonnie just peering into the office. "Holy shit! I didn't mean that literally!" Midnight screamed out while slamming down on the button to close the door. Once he was safe, he leaned back in his seat and placed a hand on his chest. "For fu-oh, it also gets the heart pumping." The pegasus said to himself, feeling his heart beat a million miles an hour. "Dear sweet Celestia, why do I do this to myself?" He questioned, leaning toward and putting his face into his hands.
"Wait a minute... Celestia... of course!" Midnight sat up, realizing something. "Why didn't I think about her before? She has got to know something about this place and the animatronics! She's the fucking princess of Equestria after all!" He said, with some newfound confidence. "I need to make sure to ask her tomorrow. But for now, I just need to focus on surviving." He said, picking the tablet up again and searching around. Bonnie was still at the door, he couldn't see her, but he knew because he couldn't find her anywhere else. Chica went into the restroom, and was, as per usual, looking into the camera. Freddy was still on the show stage, but...
"Seriously, what is with these robots and looking into the camera?!" Midnight questioned. Freddy had turned towards the camera, now looking into it with black, pinprick eyes. "And what's with the eyes?" He questioned as well. He then switched away from the show stage and to Pirate Cove. "Holy shit, there is a fourth one," Midnight said, seeing that the fourth animatronic was now peeking out of the curtain. It had glossy white eyes, and the fur was tattered, most likely why it was out of order. Midnight couldn't see much else though, as it was mostly concealed by the curtain, obstructing the rest of its body. Midnight couldn't even tell what kind of animal it was.
"So now I have four animatronics to worry about. Great." Midnight commented dryly. His job was only getting better by the second. He looked over at the time and power. 4 AM and 48% left, as long as he didn't do anything drastic, he would survive the night, but considering the door with Bonnie is still closed, he was losing power by the second. He looked over at the door, considering to open it to check if Bonnie was still there. He hovered his hand over the button, contemplating his decision. If he opens it and Bonnie was still there, he would most likely die, but he needed to make sure in order to save power. With an audible gulp, he opened the door and quickly flashed the light on. He let out a deep sigh of relief, Bonnie was no longer there, but it begged the question as to where she went.
Bringing up the tablet, he flipped through the screens, soon finding Bonnie back in the dining room, her silhouette near the camera, facing away from it. Midnight continued flipping through the screens, finding Chica in the hallway, heading towards his office. Freddy was still on the stage, the phone guy was right, he didn't come off the stage very often. Then there was the fourth animatronic, who was now outside the curtain, though it was quite dark, Midnight's talent allowed him to have a keen eye, even in the dark. From what he could see, the robot was a fox and, keeping to the pirate theme, he had an eyepatch over his right eye along with a hook on his right hand. He also appeared to be wearing brown linen pants, but the legs of which are almost completely gone, revealing the endo-skeleton underneath. Now Midnight could see why he was out of order.
Midnight set the tablet down for a moment, rubbing his eyes. He couldn't let this crap get to him, he was doing fine for the moment, considering he was alive... for now at least. As far as he knew, he had four animatronics coming after him, a bear, a rabbit, a chicken, and a fox. He wasn't sure if there was another animatronic that he wasn't aware of. There very well could he another one, considering he didn't know about the fox. Speaking of which, he kept forgetting how that thing worked, becoming more active if the cameras are off. He brought the tablet up again, only to see the fox was gone. His eyes widened, he checked the dining room, the backstage, the show stage, the restrooms and the kitchen, but he wasn't there. As he flipped to the left hall though, he screamed for his life. The fox was running, yes, RUNNING down the hall, headed straight for the office.
Midnight practically threw the tablet down onto the table and slammed the door button, closing it just in time. Once the door completely shut, the fox started banging on the door. Midnight moved back from the door a bit, afraid of what will happen. Then suddenly, the banging stopped. Terrified, he brought up the camera, seeing the curtain once again closed with the fox, hopefully back inside. Before he set the tablet down, he checked the rest of the building. He found everyone except Chica, and there was no noise coming from the kitchen. He quickly set the tablet down and checked the light on the right. And just as he had expected, Chica was there, looking through the window. He slammed the door shut, keeping the chicken out. But she was still looking through the window, as if it had not noticed its entrance had been blocked.
"Move the fuck away, you fucking creeper," He told the chicken through the glass, though all this did was causing her to groan. Deeply disturbing pony-like groans that ate away at his psyche. "Okay, shut the fuck up now." Midnight said, almost pleading as he turned off the light so he wouldn't have to see the chicken anymore, but he still heard her groans, which didn't help much. Just as he was about to check the cameras again, an alarmed sounded, telling Midnight that morning had come. Chica had stopped groaning, most likely because she was gone now. Just to be safe, he checked the cameras, finding everyone in their rightful spots. He got up from the chair, opened the doors and quickly made his way out of the building, not even looking at the animatronics on the way out though he could feel their stone cold eyes pierce him as he left.
After some rest, he would visit Celestia to have a talk about Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
you know it would be interesting if he got some answers from the animatronic themselves ... we know they have the ability to speak ( being programed to sing ) so they could answer in a way if they used said programing ... also does anyone else want to see golden freddy
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He probably could... but if you were in his shoes (or hooves I should say) would you want to go up to the same thing that has been tormenting you for two nights now and ask it questions?
5002707 no ... but he looking for the truth ... why not ask the things that are both the source and the tormented ... also please use the golden freddy bit ... from what i found it wont kill you if you open the tablet back up
More insanely! Frig yeah!
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I can see your point, but, he is just too scared to get near those things. And don't worry, Golden Freddy will make an appearance.
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Either you really have a love for horror titles, especially ones that get horror right (though this one can't live up to repetition sadly), or you have some strange desire to find some reason to fling your pants across the room and then have to retrieve them.
You aught to capitalize that so people don't think you are talking about the time and not the pony.
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Thanks for that.
5003231 Also is there going to be an actual confrontation with Celestia and not just the character forgetting to do that?
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No, he will talk to Celestia.
5003241 Yay!!! Confrontation about the creepy shit that happens at Freddie's. I think this might be first fic in existence that did something like this regarding the restaurant.
Idea! What if on the last night the get to him, but don't let anything bad happen to him cause I don't read tragedies. Like what if they don't put him in a suit they do like......... something else.......... cause hes......... like the special thing or something......... I dunno it's five in the morning.
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I would say something to that... if it didn't spoil so much.
Very great story! There where a few grammatical and spelling errors, but if you ever need or want an editor, let me know.
HOLY *BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP* hell! SO FRIGGIN' *BLEEP* SON OF A *BLEEP* I'm so scared, my cussing sentences don't make sense!
So this pony who clearly isn't nobility if you listen to his choice of words, plans to talk to Princess Celestia, primary ruler of the land of Equestria, about a small job that pays what is probably minimum wage, or below.
So for one, if he has such a vital connection with Sun Butt, why is he working a part time job that pays so little? For another, why did it take him two nights to think of asking her if they are buddies? Did he not mention it over dinner or however it is that they meet enough for him to believe he can just interrupt her excessively busy day to talk about a pizzeria?
If you try to claim that he is a guard, how is it that he can work at Freddie's? Wouldn't guard work keep him busy? Especially considering that his talent is noticing things in the dark (Not bad for a guard...) so he would be assigned to to take the night shifts. And yes, Celestia's day guard would have to work at night, you can't protect something only half of the day and expect it to be fine in the morning after all.
These little holes in logic are bothering me... And why is his first idea to ask Celestia? I personally would have tried looking into the history of the place considering that there was such a big tragic event that it is literally just called the 'bite of 87' or some year like that. And he has seen teeth in Bonnie's mouth, so he could probably look into those missing persons reports that were mentioned to get an idea of how many lives this pizzeria has claimed (and yet never shut down...)
There are so many other possible paths to look down, and yet he just thinks "I'll ask Celestia and" NOTHING ELSE. If Celestia knew about this place, I am fairly certain it would be a grease stain on the ground, and yet going to Celestia will apparently fix/explain everything... And then he comes back, because. Just because. Maybe a tiny bit of pity in the thought that those are tiny pony souls (Anthro pony kids, children or foals?) or because apparently he has to make sure they don't leave because we can't stop them or we choose not to, but they are still murderous machines that spew blood halfway through their theme song.
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The first time I saw Foxy running, I quite literally pissed myself. Something about intense motion in a game full of static images just strikes me in a certain way...