User:ShariopLuuv/sandbox

Story for FNAF

I looked down at the mail. “Taxes…. Ugh” I hate tax season. I am one person, and they charge SO much for healthcare and social security. “I dunno if I have enough in the bank, and I already owe money.” I told my pet cat, Chica. I had 4 cats, Bonnie, Chica, Freddie, and Foxy. I was not a crazy cat lady, I run a shelter for abandoned animas. (specifically cats) I was also addicted to the Five Nights at Freddy’s Games, which is why I named them after the animatronics. My lost adopted cat had been Marionette. Maybe I can buy him back… no, that wouldn’t be fair to Marionette. He seemed happy with his new family. “I gotta get a job,” I told my cats, looking at the ads section of the newspaper. “Look at this one, Chica! Apply here to be a night guard at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria!” I looked at the ad, smiling. “Free pizza, eh?” I asked… well, the air. “Tie to get my job,” I told Chica and Freddie, who had just walked over. “Time to work at Freddy’s!” “Tonight, tonight, and we’re dancing on the edge of the Hollywood Sign! I don’t know if I’ll make it, but watch how good I’ll fake it…..” I was singing the words to Tonight Tonight, one of the only songs I had ever bought on iTunes. “Just don’t stop, keep the beat dropping. Let the beat up, drop the beat down… It’s my party dance if I want to, we can get crazy, let it all out..” I finally arrived at the Pizzeria, and it was identical to Freddy’s in the game. “Is this a fan made restaurant?” I asked aloud. “Oh well, might as well check it out… I guess.” I was having second thoughts about being the Night Guard at a pizzeria identical to Freddy’s. What if the animatronics were identical too? That’s when I heard this guy talking. “I can’t do the Night Shift anymore boss…. The animatronics attack during the night and you keep saying I moved them. I swear, I would rather not touch them. Just switch me to the Day Shift.” I let out a little cry, in my head. “It’s identical to Freddy’s!” I ran to my car and drove away as fast as possible. “Chica, Bonnie, Foxy, Golden Freddy, Freddy… I’m going to be sick,” I whispered. “I guess I’ll just work in a restaurant. What’s this worst thing that could happen, walking talking knives?” That thought made me shiver. “I guess that would be bad..” I said, a weird nervous grin plastered on my face. “But it’s less of a death sentence anyway..”

Epilogue

I sat in the room. I was monitoring the restaurant for the night. I heard a weird clicky sound and looked to the left. A row of knives were facing me. “A new guard…” the first one whispered. I screamed as they ran at me. “At least I have doors against Bonnie!!” And then it went black…