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You sat back in your chair, bored as all hell. You had just started your new job at Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria. You didn't want to work there, but you needed the money and they were the only job that would accept you. So, here you were.
It was only night one and none of the animatronics had moved yet. You had been warned that the animatronics moved and would stuff you in a Freddy suit if and when they saw you, which is why you watched them, but you hadn't been warned that the first night would be practically a breeze.
"Night one is so uneventful," you complained. You spun around in your chair, not bothering to check the cameras at this point. Little did you know, a certain bunny was headed your way.
He chuckles to himself as he listens in on you. Looks like (y/n) wants some action, he thought. He walked towards the office and grinned. This is my chance. They'll never see me. They're completely vulnerable!
You got out your phone and checked the time.
3 AM
"I have three hours left," you groaned. "And I'm going to die! Not from the animatronics, but from boredom!"
You suddenly heard a chuckle. You stopped spinning and looked around the office but saw no one.
“Maybe I’m just hearing shit now,” you murmured as you leaned back in the chair.
Then you heard footsteps. You immediately got up from your chair and closed both doors. You listened as the footsteps stopped and checked the cameras. You saw that Bonnie was gone. You frantically flipped through the cameras until you saw him on camera 2B. You shuddered and left the right door open.
Bonnie stood in front of the door and changed from an animatronic to a more human-like form. He then waited for a bit.
You tried the light and saw a shadow in the window. You let out another groan and sat back in your chair.
Now things got interesting I guess, you thought.
Bonnie leaned against the door. He was determined to meet you one way or another. All of the animatronics had heard about the new security guard and they were eager to meet them, but knowing the rules, Bonnie was supposed to be the first to meet them.
You tried the light once more and saw the shadow had disappeared. You opened the door and Bonnie fell into the room.
"What the fuck?!" you shouted as you stepped back. Bonnie stood up, rubbing his head and smiling.
"Hello (y/n)," he said stepping towards you. Your eyes widened.
"Wha-? Who are you? And how the hell do you know my name?" you asked him. He chuckled.
"I’m Bonnie!" he said. You raised an eyebrow.
“What...what do you mean?”
“You know the bunny animatronic, right?” You slowly nodded. “Yeah, that’s me.”
“But...you’re human.” Bonnie nodded. “And...this is normal?” Bonnie rubbed his chin as he thought.
“Um...yes.”
You sat down in your chair and rubbed your eyes.
I must be tired, you thought. That or I’m just hallucinating shit.
“You okay?” you heard Bonnie ask you. “I know this is pretty weird to you...that’s normal.”
"So, you aren't going to kill me?" You asked. Bonnie chuckled and shook his head.
"No, (y/n)," he said. "I'm not here to kill you. Besides, you're too cute to be killed." You groaned and blushed at his words. He smirked which caused you to roll your eyes.
“You still haven’t answered how you know my name.”
“Let me put it this way...” You looked up at him. “We have ears.” You glared at him and he laughed.
“Ha ha ha, you’re so clever.” Bonnie grinned.
Suddenly, you heard a bell chime. Bonnie’s grin was replaced with a frown.
"Looks like our time’s up," he muttered. You smiled a bit. "You'll be back tomorrow, though, right?" You nodded, then groaned. "Well then, I'll see you tomorrow." He walked out of the office and towards the stage.
You rubbed your eyes and got up. After making sure you had everything, you ran out of the office and towards the front doors. You then looked back towards the stage. There stood the main stars of the restaurant, all in animatronic form.
So I was just hallucinating.
You let out a sigh of relief and were about to walk out when you heard a hushed whisper. You looked back to see Bonnie wink at you before returning to his normal position. You blinked a couple of times and shook your head as you walked out.
Let's hope that nothing bad happens tomorrow, you thought.