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Before he knew it, the door slid open. Liam could hear the animatronic walking away from the window, and towards the door. Now, there was nothing from stopping this big bird robot from killing him. His heart was pounding away in his chest, adrenaline kicking in all over again as Chica stepped into the room. The way she looked at him didn't give him much confidence in his decision. As soon as she was on his office, he closed the door behind her. He kept his eyes on her, not knowing what to say. He remembered that ear scraping screech Bonnie did when he was about to attack him, part of him expected her to do that, but she didn't. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, she broke the awkward silence.

"You really aren't afraid of me. I knew you were different from the others."

"Others?" Liam replied, wondering who she meant by that. He thought that he was the first guard to work here.

"The other guards. They were all scared by me... Do I really look that bad?" she asked him, wanting his honest opinion.

Was she really self-conscious? He had never really thought about that before. "No, you actually look kind of cute." Liam replied with a little nervous chuckle.

"You...really think that?" Chica was having a hard time believing that, but it did feel nice to be treated like a person and not a cold mechanical thing.

"Yeah, to be honest though I was kind of shitting myself when I opened that door for you. It's not that you look scary, it's just that after the other two attacked me, I really didn't think I could trust you." He told her, deciding to get that out of the way right now.

"Why did you open the door for me then?" she inquired in a very curious tone of voice.

"Because I like you, and I didn't want to hurt your feelings." It was mostly her sad voice that drove him to open the door. "So, what is the deal with Bonnie, Foxy and Freddy? It feels like they want to rip my head off and shit down my neck."

Chica suddenly looked a little sad, looking down to the ground before looking back to the human. "They have their reasons... I don't want to talk about it..."

Liam was a little concerned, he didn't mean to bring up any painful memories. "Sorry, I didn't mean to bring up any unpleasant shit."

"You swear a lot," Chica pointed out.

"I do?" Liam sounded confused. He really didn't notice himself swearing most of the time.

Chica let out a small giggle as she looked at his confused face. "You don't notice?"

"Can't say I have. I've noticed you haven't swore yet. Can you even swear?" Liam inquired.

"I can, I just don't like to," she seemingly happily replied.

"Sometimes it feels good to swear, especially at people you hate... Especially at assholes that try to hurt you." Liam thought back to the moment he just blew and swore at that loan shark over the phone. He knew it was going to bite him in the ass, but it felt great to tell that man exactly what he thought about him.

Chica noticed him starting to frown. "Is something wrong?"

"Nah, well, yeah but nothing that can't be dealt with," Liam replied, thinking she wouldn't understand anyway. After all, he bet she has never even heard of a loan shark.

Chica remembered the message he had given her, the one telling her about his girlfriend, his family, his cat, and the people that wanted to hurt him. She wanted to make him feel better, so she outstretched her arms and looked straight to Liam. "Do you want a hug?"

Liam couldn't stop himself from smiling as he looked straight at her. He guessed a hug couldn't hurt. Liam pulled Chica into a hug, something he never thought he would do. This was so strange, hugging an animatronic. Part of him was seriously starting to think he was going crazy, but the rest of him was just going along with the flow. It was strange, she felt warm. Perhaps it was the machinery, but it felt like she had some kind of body heat emanating from her. It felt nice. Eventually, he pulled himself away from her. "Thanks Chica." Already, he was glad that he had opened that door.

"You're welcome," she cheerfully replied.

"I don't usually hug people I have only just met." Liam sat down in his office chair, looking up to her.

Chica sat herself down on Liam's desk, her backside nudging one of the TVs back a bit. "I don't usually get to speak to people. I am happy you are here."

"And I'm glad I decided to keep working here." This was one weird place, but there was no where Liam would rather be. Right now, he felt more comfortable here than he did at home.

"Why did you come back?" she asked him, wondering why he would risk his life to work here.

"I needed the money, and to be honest, being nearly killed made me feel so alive. I also wanted to figure out why you were all moving and thinking. Then you started speaking to me, and I got curious about you and why you were feeding me. It was a mix of all different reasons, but now, well I feel happier here than I do at home. I like it here... It is weird, and strange, and fucking amazing. On top of that, the only friend I have left is right here in the room with me."

Chica felt joyful when Liam said that. "You think of me as your friend?"

"Sure do. I had other friends but I lost contact with them, we all went our separate ways. But hey, now I have you. The most unique friend in the world." Liam was glad this all worked out, it really could have went either way when he opened that door.

2AM

"Normally you would spin a bottle, but because we don't have one, we will just settle on a pen." Liam explained. He was sat on the floor with his legs crossed. Chica was facing him, and in between them was the pen they used to write to each other.

"And I can dare you to do anything?" Chica asked.

Liam could already imagine her giving him potentially life threatening dares. "Yeah, but please try not to give me one that involves a chance of death. Let's keep this friendly."

Chica was excited to play a game with him. It got so boring out there, so it felt great to try something new. "I won't. Who goes first?"

"I think you should go first Chica," Liam replied to her.

Chica couldn't wait to play, already she used her unique fingers to spin the pen. Around it went until the pen finally pointed right back at her. "Oh."

Liam smirked as he saw the pen point straight at the yellow animatronic. "Truth, or dare?"

"Truth," Chica excitedly responded.

Liam already had a question in mind, and because of the rules of the game, she had to answer. "Are you like a girlfriend to any of the other animatronic here? Foxy? Bonnie? Maybe Fr-"

Chica interrupted him before he could finish his sentence. "No! I'm not interested in them that way."

"Not even a little?" Liam asked whilst smirking.

"Nope, my turn to spin again, right?" Chica asked before seeing Liam give a nod. She spun the pen again, this time it pointed straight towards the human.

"Dare," Liam quickly said.

"I dare you toooooo do a handstand!"

"A handstand? Oh no..." Liam whispered to himself. This was one of those things he never learned to do as a kid. It was right up there with not being able to ride a bike, something he still couldn't do. Awkwardly, he pressed his head and hands against the floor. "You might want to move back Chica."

Chica did exactly that, walking back towards the desk which she then sat on. "Can you do a handstand?" she asked him.

"You're about to find out!" Liam used his legs to push his lower half off the floor and into the air, but he quickly fell onto his back, hard. He heard a loud snap and felt something jabbing into his back. "Ugh! That didn't feel good."

"Liam! Are you alright?!" she quickly asked, now holding her hand out for him. Chica was worried he might have done some serious damage to his back.

"Yeah, I'm good." Liam grunted as he grabbed her hand, being helped up to his feet. The human then looked back to the floor, seeing the pen they were using to play their game with now broken. That must have been what caused the loud snapping sound. "Looks like we're going to need something else to play our game with."

"I saw bottles of cola in the kitchen, we could use one of those!" Chica happily suggested.

"Great idea, beats playing with a pen anyway." Liam was kind of glad he broke that pen, now they could play the game the way it was meant to be played. The guard opened the door for Chica so she could go get that bottle. Once she was out of the room, he closed the door behind her. He could trust her, but he couldn't trust the others.

Chica walked into the kitchen, pulling one of the bottles of cola out of the refrigerator. When she turned around, she saw Bonnie blocking the door. "What do you want?" she firmly asked him.

"I saw you with the guard, in his room. Why is he still breathing?" Bonnie asked in a more masculine robotic voice. "I thought you were just feeding him to trick him."

"I am not going to hurt him, and his name is Liam," Chica replied, not backing down from Bonnie.

Bonnie couldn't believe what he was hearing. "He is just going to hurt you, his kind always do. Do you remember what happened t-"

"Of course I remember!" Chica yelled right at Bonnie, taking him by surprise. "But he's not like him." She walked towards the door, pushing Bonnie out of the way.

"Where are you going with that?" Bonnie quickly asked her.

"To play a game," she simply replied. Chica didn't care if Bonnie or the others felt like she was betraying them, she wasn't going to hurt her new friend. She walked down the halls and tapped on his window. The door slid open and before she knew it, they were back to playing their game.

3AM

Liam chuckled as Chica flapped her arms like a chicken. He thought it would be funny, and he was right. Part of him wished he could record this.

"This is so embarrassing," Chica said to him.

"Maybe you shouldn't have dared me to dance around like a monkey then," Liam slyly replied.

"That was funny though!" Chica quickly retorted.

"And so is this! Alright, you can stop now," Liam said with a playful chuckle. "So, how are you liking our game so far?"

If Chica could smile, she would do that right now. "I love it when I am the one daring you! Do you know anymore games?"

"Yeah, I know lots. I have a bunch of old board games too, as well as pen and paper games too," Liam told her, already feeling excited to play a bunch of different games with her. He had a bunch of games to play back home, but he had no one to play them with, with the exception of Chica.

"Can we play them together?" Chica asked.

"Why not? I will bring them all down tomorrow and we can play them from twelve til six. I will explain some of the rules to you if you get confused," Liam told her. He guessed that she didn't get to play many games in the past. "But the night isn't over yet, want to keep playing?"

"Yep!" she said before she spun the bottle, luckily it landed on Liam. It had landed back on her three times in a row so she was glad to finally see it pointing at him.

"Truth!" Liam instantly responded.

"If nothing stopped you, would you take me home with you?" Chica asked him, curiosity filling her voice. She already knew that it would be hard for him to get her out of this place. They had already talked about how hard it would be to hide her, along with the fact he could lose his job and get sent down for stealing her away from this place. But if nothing stopped him, she wondered if he would like her to live with him.

"If nothing stopped me, without a doubt. You're awesome! You're funny, I wouldn't have to pay out anything extra to feed you, and you're a robot! I would have to be insane not to want you living with me," Liam honestly told her.

Hearing all those things made Chica feel happy. "I wish you could stay here all the time." She said to him.

"So do I. I like this place better than my home anyway," Liam replied. He felt like this was the only place he could relax in since his home was broken into.

5AM

Liam was on the floor, sitting with his legs crossed. Chica was on her knees, just talking with the human. Their time together was almost up, and they both knew it. Chica eventually stood up, and walked towards the door. She didn't want to go, but it was time to return to the stage and wait for the doors of the establishment to open. "I have to go now."

"Yeah, I know. Shit, I was having fun," Liam replied, wishing they had just a little more time to spend with each other.

"I was having fun too. But we can always play tomorrow!" Chica optimistically responded before standing up.

"You're right there," Liam said with a chuckle as he now stood up and stretched out. His legs felt like they had fallen asleep after sitting on that hard floor for so long. "Do you know how to play chess?" he asked before seeing her shake her head. "Never mind, I will teach it to you some time. But first tomorrow we're having a game of twister."

"Are you sure? I might crush you," Chica happily replied, knowing she wasn't all that heavy. But still, she had a bit of weight to her.

"Well that just means we'll have to play the game really well then." Liam walked towards the door, resting one shoulder against the wall as he looked straight at Chica. "Goodnight Chica..."

"Goodnight Liam." Chica didn't want to stand on that stage again, but she really had no choice. She watched Liam press that big red button, seeing the door slide open. Slowly, she made her way back to that stage, knowing the others were going to think she betrayed them.

Liam closed the door behind her and then sat back down on his chair. Almost as if by instinct, he went straight to the cams, checking them. He wanted to make sure that she got back to the stage alright. It was then he noticed something very unusual. All of them, standing at the end of the east hall as if expecting her. They all blocked her way to the stage, that was when he heard the yells and screams. They were arguing. He saw Freddy walking straight up to Chica, seeing that gave him such a bad feeling. He couldn't just sit here and do nothing, he got up out of his chair, and slammed the button to open up his door. He walked out of his office, and stood at the end of the hall. The animatronic went silent as they gazed at him. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Don't gang up on her, she's done nothing wrong! All we did was play games! We're friends!" He yelled out to them, but every one of them except for Chica stayed silent.

"Thank you for sticking up for me..." Chica quietly said to him, her words only barely audible from across the hall.

The way Foxy, Bonnie and Freddy looked at him reminded him of why he was cautious about opening the door to Chica. They looked like they wanted to kill him, and wear his skin. They probably would have attacked him if it wasn't for the fact that it was only a few seconds away from 6AM. The animatronics turned their backs to him and walked straight back to the stage. Chica was the last animatronic to get into her position. He knew that the rest of them probably were not happy about her decision to not attack him. Maybe one day, he could learn why they wanted him dead.

9PM

Liam was in his home, sitting in front of his door with that claw hammer in his hand. He knew that those loan sharks were going to do something, it was just a question of when they were going to do it. He hated his home, at least at work he had big thick doors. In his home, all he had between him and that loan shark was a door he has already gotten past. It was annoying, having to be constantly vigilant, waiting for the shitstorm to come. The animatronics were fairly predictable compared to the loan shark he pissed off. Every time he took a nap, he felt like he was going to wake up to find his throat slit. This was one of the rare times he felt lucky to be an insomniac. If something were to happen, he would most likely be awake for it. Liam held on to the anger he felt after finding out his cat had been killed. He was going to use that anger to fight if he needed to.