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First Night

Ryan, a female grey wolf with light blue eyes, is sitting inside the security office, a basic room with two doors, two light switches, a fan, and a phone, the female watching all the cameras. She thought this job was completely ridiculous, being she had to watch the cameras and make sure the animatronics didn't get damaged. Ryan pauses a moment to look down at her uniform, a simple security outfi, though it was a light red than blue, and she brushes her shirt a bit, as if trying to remove wrinkles.

'Animatronics can't come to life. That's just what they tell you as a joke. They just want you to be nervous on the first day.' Unfortunately, she was unaware of how true the stories were.

As she sat at the desk, waiting for the clock to hit six in the morning, she decided to check up on the cameras. The animatronics were still in the same place as usual, though she didn't remember them looking at the camera before.

With a soft sigh and deciding it was just stress getting to her, she looks to 1C, only to see Foxy in front of the open curtain. "What? How... How did you get out?"

Just staring at him made her shudder, that hook in full view of the camera. Night shift was always the worst, being the dark always played tricks on you, plus the silence always made one paranoid. Even a soft drip of water could send one into a panic attack if paranoia was left unchecked.

As she looked around the room she was in again, Ryan sighs heavily, the tablet hitting her lap with a soft thud. She was bored already and she had four more nights to go. So with a soft sigh, she turned her attention back to the cameras, only for her to jump up as one of the animatronics had disappeared, specifically, the rabbit.

"What the hell," she asked no one in particular as she switches from camera to camera, only to find the mischievous rabbit in the supply closet.

"How did you get there," she would ask under her breath, her eyes locked onto the screen, though not fully understanding why, she had this sudden urge to look back to 1C. The curtains were open, but the animatronic was gone.

"What? Where's... Where's Foxy," she'd shout as she hops through the cameras, not seeing the robot fox on any of them.

Hearing something getting closer, she twists around, not really seeing anything. She waited a few moments before pushing the light button, only to see Chica looking through the window.

"Shit," she would cry as she hits the button to close the door as hard as possible, praying that she didn't break the door button.

That's when she heard a button being pushed behind her, causing her to shake as fear took over. Slowly she turns around to see Foxy pushing the lights button with what one could describe as a very realistic canine organ in between his legs.

"Um... Um...," and she would start to back away, the female pretty scared as she looks from the hook in his hand to his cock to that look he was giving her, like as if he was seducing her.

Her back presses against the door, her eyes locked on Foxy as he comes inside fully, to which he closes the door behind him. As he got closer to her, she hits the light, seeing the chicken gone, before quickly rushing out of there, the wolf taking off down the hallway with the metal fox rushing after her.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit," she would cry as she ran down the halls, not once looking back to see how close he was to her, though she knew he couldn't be that far away. She had no idea what he intended, but she doubted that it would be anything good.

As she ran, she turned a corner, only to end up in Pirate Cove. "Shit...," and she simply decided to just improvise, so she ran to the stage before grabbing the curtains and closing them, then quickly curling up into the fetal position and praying that she didn't die.

She begins to whimper and cry, but immediately quieted down when she heard the clanking of metal feet on the floor. One of them was here, and it was most likely Foxy. That was soon confirmed when he randomly screamed, probably out of pure frustration.

"Please go away... Please go away..." she whispers, trying to be as quiet as possible, her voice shaking as she kept her eyes shut tight, her paws pressed tight against her arms, the wolf holding herself as if it would be her last embrace.

The clanking kept getting closer and closer till at last, it was right behind her. 'Perhaps if I beg... it will be quick and simply kill me...' she would think to herself, though she also felt that these things might be a bit more sadistic and torture her first.

As the curtain opened, she began to shake uncontrollably. Out of all of them, she hoped that it was Foxy, mostly because he'd be the most willing to kill her, not like the others who'd drag her off somewhere, though maybe they might do the same. A gentle tap on her shoulder convinced her she had been saved, that this was all a simple dream.

That's when she felt the hook on her shoulder, a familiar hook that only belonged to the one and only pirate fox, Foxy. 'Oh God... he's going to kill me!'

The hook soon lifted off of her and that's when she felt it slide underneath of her, one arm sliding under her legs as the other moved behind underneath her shoulder. The twisted machine would then lift her up using both of its mechanical arms before carrying her off bridal style.

She looks into its soulless eyes and starts to cry, the wolf closing her own eyes and shaking in his arms before she shouts "I... I'm going... going... going to die!"

The machine ignored her pleading and begging, being it wasn't designed to feel living emotions, such as mercy, empathy, and regret. It simply followed a computer chip that gave out logical actions based off certain calculations it made.

After the short walk back to the office, he walks inside and sets her down on the chair, to which she, surprised, looks up at him, not really understanding why he brought her all the way back here to the security office. His odd cock was directly in eyesight so it was awkward when she would lower her head, being it brushed right against her muzzle or lips, the female recoiling each time it touched her.

The machine doesn't even respond to the accidental bumping or the occasional brush of fur on his rod. The only thing it did was turn around and walk away, disappearing down the dark hallway, to which she perks her ears as she hears him leave. Ryan would soon jump to her feet and close the door, not wanting anything else to show up.

She had no idea that the time was six o'clock, being her shift was now over. She also had no idea that on the fifth night, the next day would be Labor Day, which meant that Freddy's would be closed the entire day, meaning that the Animatronics would have free reign over the whole building till the next day, which also meant she was officially screwed on the fifth night, being they would still be active while she was there at work.

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Once she was home, the time now being eight o'clock, she let out a relieved sigh, the wolf happy she was still alive. She thought for sure she would be dead, especially being in that rather odd situation with Foxy. Sometimes she would remember their names just to relax a bit, though it rarely worked, being she began to wonder what if they had gotten to her before Foxy.

As she sat there, saying "Foxy, Bonnie, Freddy, Chica... Foxy, Bonnie, Freddy, Chica..." she starts to think about last night. 'Foxy came in... he had a few holes in him... he had a big cock... he was turning on the lights with it... he then came in and closed the door with it... I ran away... he followed me... I hid in Pirate Cove... he found me there... he took me back to the security office... and then he left me alone...'

She stops and, as she looks around her place, as if trying to find an answer to her latest question; why did Foxy bring me back to the security office?

Deciding not to think about it anymore, she rests her head on the arm of the couch, throwing her feet up before drifting off to sleep, being she had to be ready for the second night after all. Though after this night, the next few nights would be ones she'd never forget.