Reina: The second part of Nintendo Nightmares. I wrote this long before the fourth game, along with Sister Location.... Also, I realized that Jeremy is a flirt here.

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Welcome back to chapter 2! Remember the rules, and refrain from hitting the animatronics, Chris, Jeremy or Mike. The Caller is the only person that you can slap.

Chapter 2: Night Two

Chris

My name is Christina, but everybody calls me Chris, thanks to my older brother. I am your average teenager - or I was, at one point. After the Incident, my life was changed forever. I now view everything differently, and it seems that I'm now slightly paranoid, but that may be because of my brother's involvement in the Incident...

I must be insane. Despite being scared by Link yesterday, I decided to come back today. I have to find out what's happening at this museum. If that means that I have to interrogate the Caller, than I will. But what if the activity is similar to Freddy's Pizzeria? There's only way to find out...

I opened the Office door and sat down in my chair. Sighing, I turned the tablet on and logged into my computer. Another work day. Another day of murderous animatronics. Another day of paranoia.

As my screen slowly booted up, the phone rang. I casually picked it up. "Yo."

"That is no way to talk to someone," the Caller snapped.

"Oh," I muttered sarcastically. "Let me try again. Hello there, O magnificent Caller."

"That's better."

And full of sarcasm, you idiot, I told myself.

"Is there anything that you wanted to tell me?"

"Yes. The characters from the nearby Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria often attack the museum."

"Why?"

"I don't know. All I know is that I have to constantly wind up this stupid music box."

"Sounds like fun."

"It really isn't. I hate that creepy puppet."

"Everyone I know that's been to that establishment hates the puppet. But isn't that place going to close soon?"

"They are. But they have this missing employee and another employee that supposedly went nuts last year, so they had to remain open for a while."

"That's sad."

"Who cares? This museum is creepy enough as it is, with all the animatronics in the closets and storage rooms. And their stories."

"You don't say," I replied as I checked the different cameras.

"Yes. Three of them tried to kill someone."

"What?"

"Yeah. Ghirahim, Shadow Link and Vaati tried to kill someone. So they had to be deactivated. And they deactivated a few other ones because they tried to kill a group of people."

"Do you know which characters did it?"

"How am I supposed to know the names of those stupid characters? I could only remember those three because Shadow Link and Ghirahim unnerved me, and there was an uproar when Vaati was put in storage."

"When did this happen? And they are not stupid!"

"Last week. The others were a month ago. And they are stupid!"

"No they're not! If I could, I would repair them all and change their AIs'!"

"You need permission and a knowledge of animatronics."

"What? You mean that there isn't a degree involved for fixing the animatronics?"

"Well, I guess so. But we're not going to hire an engineer to do that. We have plenty of robots."

"Well, ok then."

The Caller sighed. "I hate this job. I want to party with my friends, but I'm suppose to make sure that Freddy doesn't kill you."

"Thanks for making me feel special..."

"Don't let Link kill you." With that, he hung up.

Sighing, I looked back at the monitors. None of them had moved.

The phone rang again. I picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hi there Night watch Woman! My name is Jeremy Fitzgerald!"

"My name is Chris."

"What's your last name?"

I bit my lip. "I-I rather not say."

"Ok. How many nights have you worked here?"

"This is my second night."

"Great! You survived the first night! Many quit after night three."

"Huh. May I ask why you're calling?"

"My dad is the marketing manager for the museum. He wanted to make sure that Link or Sonic didn't grab you."

"I see."

1 a.m. I'm surprised that time flew by like this.

"How old are you?" I asked, remembering something that the Caller had said about one of two teenagers here.

Jeremy laughed. "And why do you want to know?"

"The Caller said-"

"The Caller says whatever he wants. I'm 17."

"Same here."

"Sweet! Now I can date you!"

I sighed. "If you can get passed my brother... I highly doubt that I can date a random guy who called me at work."

"I'm teasing. It's great to talk to someone my age that isn't an idiot."

"You must really hate the Caller," I muttered as I scanned the Hall of Heroes. Link suddenly grabbed the camera, and I shrieked.

"Did Link grab the camera?"

"Yeah."

"He does that frequently. I think he does it because he is hyper."

"I've noticed."

"Anyhow, Chris. These animatronics are actually really cool. Trust me. If only we could arrange a meeting be-"

"No thanks," I interjected quickly. "I rather fix one of the animatronics right now."

"Are you saying that you want to tamper with the animatronics?"

2 a.m. "Yes."

"I'll talk to my dad about that. Good luck!" He hung up, leaving me very confused.

I looked at the cameras. As I scanned them for the 67th time and the clock struck 3 a.m., I noticed that Link was gone.

"Oh no."

As if on cue, Pit, Dark Pit, and Marth began moving too. I quickly scanned the other rooms, and while the animatronics were in different locations in their rooms, none of them bothered leaving.

"Hey."

I screamed. Link, Pit, Dark Pit and Marth had entered my office. Link grinned at this. "Hi Chris."

"Wait, Chris is a girl?" Dark Pit asked. "You made is sound like Chris was a boy."

"I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

My scared expression became one of boredom. I really wanted to know why they had entered the Office, but I had to wait until this bickering was over.

Pit grabbed Dark Pit's shoulder and muttered something to him. They both stood outside the doors while Link looked me over and began to circle my chair.

"Welcome to Nintendo Nightmares Chris, where we give you nightmares every time you enter the building."

I stared. "I'm sorry?"

Link grinned. "Good. You haven't tried to kill us yet."

Marth nodded. "She is differently different from the last guards. At least she talked highly of us to the Caller."

"What did you say?"

"We rigged the phone so that we could hear what you say."

"Why?"

"To see whose side you were on. Fox implanted it before you arrived yesterday, and we listened to it," Link grinned. "We do it with every guard, and after the guard quits, we disable our connection until a new guard is found. It helps keep the Caller from founding out that we know a lot about his personal life."

I edged away. "So what happens now?"

Link grinned slyly. "Yesterday you learned the basics of the place. Today we warn you. Tomorrow, the game begins."

"What happens during the game?"

"You have three nights to prevent us from entering your office. There are five of us playing, the fifth character being Sonic. We each have a different style. You can listen to the Caller, but he doesn't tell you what happens. If you win, we leave you alone. If we enter..." Link smiled.

"The record is two nights," Marth replied. "That guy quit before he could return. It's a shame. He was so good at the game... But then again, we get to scare more people."

Link grabbed my hand and kissed it. "Good luck Chris. Hope that you at least survive two nights..." With that, he, Marth, Pit, and Dark Pit left the Office.

4 a.m. I grabbed some Germ-X and dumped it all over the hand that Link had kissed.

Yuck, I told myself. An animatronic kissed my hand. And why did he do that? There are more ways to unnerve people...

I growled and looked at the cameras. They had all returned to their respective spots. I sighed, trying to figure out what to do.

I checked outside of the museum. Freddy didn't bother showing up. I sighed a breath of relief, and then returned to checking the cameras.

5 a.m. Jeremy called again.

"Do you have a working knowledge of robotics?"

"Yes. I build mini ones when I'm bored."

"Great! The you can take the Vaati and Roy animatronics home."

"What?"

"My dad said that it was okay. The museum owner doesn't want to pay to fix them, so we might as well let you do it."

"Uh... Ok..."

"I'll come by at 6 so that I can help you carry them. See ya!"

I sighed. I went from being a Night Watch guard to the engineer. But as I loved robots, this didn't bother me that much.

I looked through the cameras, and made sure that no one had moved. At 5:59, I logged off the computer and tablet. At 6 a.m., I walked out the Office, where a boy with dark hair and brown eyes was leaning against the wall on my left.

"Hello there, Chris," Jeremy smiled.

"Hi. Where are the robots?"

He pointed to his right. Two animatronics were there in a heap. Roy's arm was twisted funny, and Vaati looked dull, as if he hadn't seen the sun in days.

"How do we carry them?"

Jeremy picked up Vaati. "Let's take them to my truck and I'll drive you home."

Picking up Roy, I followed him out the doors. To my surprise, a blue SUV waited in the parking lot. I stopped and stared.

"My brother's here... I thought that he was sleeping."

"Oh." Jeremy walked over. "Let's put them in the trunk then."

We walked to the SUV and opened it, laying the animatronics inside carefully. Waving goodbye to Jeremy, I shut the back and hopped into the shotgun seat.

"What did you put in the back, Chris?" My brother asked as he pulled out of the parking lot. We lived three miles from the museum, and it wasn't until we were near the house when I responded.

"Some animatronics."

My brother slammed the breaks and left several skid marks on the ground. "What?"

"I got permission to do so. They're broken."

"Chris... They might kill us..."

"Oh, come on Mike Schmidt!" I sighed. "You survived the animatronics on 4/20 mode, where you changed the AI settings yourself!"

Mike sighed. "I did do that..." His brown hair was unkempt, and his blue eyes were full of worry. He wore a night watch uniform that was blue. Come to think of it, I looked the same right now, although my hair went down my back and was even.

"Five of the animatronics challenged me to a game," I informed Mike.

"Are you going to follow the same strategies as me when I worked at Freddy's?"

"Well, yeah."

Mike sighed. "Don't die Chris. Whatever happens, don't die or end up like me."

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Chris is two years younger than Mike, whom had recently completed his first year of college at the local university. Their parents are on a tour of the European countries for work, so their uncle is caring for them right now.

At some point in the future, there will be chapters from the animatronics point of view. And Freddy and/or one of his "friends" from either game will appear.