You sit at your kitchen table, trying to find a job so you can pay your bills.

"Where the hell am I gonna find a job?" You mutter aloud.

You look down the list and stop at a familiar company name. Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. You recall the most memorable time you went there.

*Flashback*

You were at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, and Mangle were making their way around the pizzeria. Toy Freddy was singing, Toy Bonnie was playing his bass guitar, Toy Chica was handing out pizza, and Mangle was playing hide and seek with whoever wanted to play. You'd been following Toy Bonnie around, fascinated by the sounds coming from his guitar. Every time you'd caught his eye, he'd make a funny face at you, making you laugh. But now you wanted to play hide and seek with Mangle. She was near the show stage, rounding up those who wanted to play. You wandered over. Mangle spun around and started counting to 20. You and a boy dove under a table. A few minutes later, the boy was pulled out from under a chair next to you with a squeal.

"There you are," Mangle chuckled playfully, "Now where's (Y/N) hiding? I wonder..."

You smothered a giggle. The pink and white fox swept under the table and tagged you.

"Found you," She laughed, "You're a good hider, (Y/N)."

You giggled, and suddenly you were swept into the air and onto the shoulders of Toy Bonnie.

"Let's get her back, shall we?" He asked.

"Yeah!" You declared.

"Then hold on tight!"

Mangle swung onto the ceiling and raced away. You held onto Toy Bonnie's ears as he sprinted after her. The other animatronics joined in, picking up kids to sit on their shoulders as well. All the other kids followed.

"Catch me if you can!" Mangle called, suddenly switching directions.

As she swooped over your head, you reached up and tried to tag her. Toy Bonnie skidded to a halt, and spun around to chase after Mangle. As he did so, several kids ran into him, throwing him off balance. You tumbled off his shoulders. He managed to catch you. You clung to him like he was a lifeline.

"Don't worry, (Y/N). I won't ever let you get hurt." Toy Bonnie promised, hugging you.

"You're my best friend, Toy Bonnie." You said, burying your face in his chest.

"And you're my best friend, too, (Y/N) ."

*End of flashback*

You smile to yourself and dial the number underneath.

"Hello, this is Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. How may I help you?" Someone picks up almost immediately.

"Hello, this is (Y/N) and I'd like to apply for a job. Are there any available positions?" You ask.

"Nice to meet you, (Y/N). I'm Scott, the owner of Freddy's. And yes, there is an available position as the night guard. Shift from midnight to 6 am. Weekly pay is (decent amount). You interested?"

"Yeah! When can I start?"

"Tomorrow night. See you then!"

"Wait! Don't I have to have an interview?"

"No. No one's wanted this job for a while. We'll take anyone that calls."

"Um, okay..."

"I'll see you then! Bye!"

Scott hangs up. You suddenly remember why you'd stopped going to Freddy's: Your little brother Matt had gone there for the first time at age 4, only a few days after Toy Bonnie had saved you, and the animatronics scared him. Since he was the youngest, your mom had let him have his way. You never went there again. Now, at the age of 20, you still felt a little red hot flame of anger spark inside you. You pick up your phone and dial a number.

"Hello, bitch." Matt picks up on the third ring.

"Hey, asshat. Guess where I got a job?" You sneer.

"The local strip club?"

"Ahm, no, you wish. Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria."

Matt hangs up.

"Well, then." You put your phone down and lean back in your chair, trying to remember the exact look on Matt's face when he first met the animatronics.

He had literally screamed like he was being murdered. You, naturally, had thought it was the funniest thing in the world, but your mother had scooped him up, grabbed your hand, and dragged you both out. You had never been allowed to go to the pizzeria again. All because of Matt. All of a sudden, there was a knock at your door. You looked through the peephole. It was Matt himself.

"Speak of the devil and the devil shall appear. Oh, hey! I was just thinking about you! Remember when you first met the animatronics and you screamed like a little girl? Good times." You snicker.

"Shut up and let me in, you bitch." Matt growls.

"I don't know..."

"(Y/N)! Let me in!"

"Fine."

You unlock the door and open it. He sits down at your table.

"(Y/N), what the hell were you thinking, taking a job at that hellhole?" Matt demands.

"Obviously, I was thinking I hadn't been there in a million years and I miss it. Duh. Plus, I could use the money." You point out.

"You are going to get torn to pieces by those machines."

"Animatronics. And they aren't gonna tear me to pieces."

"Why not?"

"Because they can't harm humans."

"They can and they will. That bear..."

"That bear's name is Toy Freddy, and he was welcoming you to the pizzeria."

"He had a murderous glint in his eyes."

"You think everything has a murderous glint in its eyes."

"The chicken was probably serving poisoned pizza, and the fox thing was fucked up and terrifying. I'm surprised that Mom ever let you near it."

"The chicken is Toy Chica and the fox is Mangle. And they're a lot of fun and they would never hurt anyone!"

"And the bunny? Oh, man, I don't want to think about what he uses those buck teeth for. It needs braces. Or better yet, a muzzle."

"You dare insult Toy Bonnie?! You ass hat! He would never hurt anyone, none of them would! You're being dramatic, and you're insulting my childhood!"

"I'm being accurate."

"Get out, Matt."

"It was nice knowing you, sis. I'll send Mom and your friends your love. That is, if you have any friends."

"Get the hell out of my apartment!"

Matt walks out. You slam the door, seething with anger.

"So fucking judgmental." You mutter to yourself.

You look at the clock on the microwave. It reads 8:09, but you feel exhausted. You walk to your room, change into pajamas, brush your teeth, and go to bed.