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12AM

Liam had prepared himself for the night. There was a backpack next to his chair, he had brought with him a small battery powered radio, a claw hammer, bubble wrap, and a construction helmet. The radio could be used as a distraction, at least that was his theory seeing as they seemed to respond to sound, or at least some of them did. As for the construction helmet, he wore it to avoid getting more of his hair ripped out. The claw hammer was a last resort, he hoped he would never have to fight one of those things. Liam put down a big sheet of bubble wrap outside each door, that way if they started creeping up, he would get a warning first. Now though, he started locking down the security room to listen to the new message.

"H-hello? Hello, if you're hearing this then you did great last night. So just keep doing what you're doing and you'll be fine. Also you might have noticed some spare parts and heads in one of those rooms back there, it is possible you could trick them into thinking you're one of them if you wear a whole suit. I am not sure if it will work with all of them though, as I said, Foxy is a little, heh, different. Anyway, keep checking those cameras and don't leave the room, you're safer spending the whole night in there than five minutes out there."

The man talked and talked, but all Liam could think about was the hair that machine tore from his scalp. He had a feeling that if it had grabbed his arm or his leg, then it would have torn or mangled them. He got lucky last time, very lucky. He made a mistake, and it almost cost him his life. He couldn't stop thinking about that moment, how close he came to death, and how alive he felt afterwards. It was incredible, terrifying of course, but it was amazing to cheat death. Maybe that was part of the reason he came back, not just for the money, but for everything else this place had to offer. The mystery, the adrenaline, the fear. He was sure adrenaline junkies would love this place. Although he never really saw himself as one of those people, he was beginning to understand it.

"So you should treat them with respect. Anyway I have taken up enough of your time, err, talk to ya tomorrow."

Liam stopped daydreaming, barely hearing that last sentance from the guy on the phone. He guessed he should have really paid more attention to what he was saying but he didn't feel like he was saying anything he didn't already know.

1AM

There was more clanging sounds coming from the kitchen, Chica was no longer on stage either. Liam only checked the cams very briefly. He was already using up enough power as it was, although he was using a lot less without that fan on. He was starting to get sweaty though which wasn't good, it was hot in this little room. The popping sound of the bubble wrap outside his east door rang out in the otherwise silent halls. There was something out there, right outside his door and he knew it. He shot up out of his chair and shone his flashlight through the windows, seeing something he didn't expect. Outside his door was the large animatronic yellow bird, Chica. In her hands, she had a tray of cupcakes which she put down outside his door.

"You're the one giving me those?"

Chica's head quickly turned towards him, looking at him through the glass before quickly moving away, as quick as she seemingly could anyway. She certainly wasn't as fast as foxy, it was more of a jog. He actually thought it was kind of funny. It was strange, the others seemed to want him dead and she seemed to like him. At least he thought she liked him, it could just be a trick but he wasn't sure. It was hard to tell what that robot's motives were. He slid the door open to bring the cupcakes in, and closed the door very quickly, remembering what happened last time he left that door open.

2AM

Liam was standing right at the back of his office with a scrunched up piece of paper in one hand and a flashlight in the other. There was a trashcan on top of one of his monitors. "Alright Bonnie." Liam said as he now flashed his light through the west window, seeing him there, looking in. "If I don't make this shot, I will open the door for you." He said before turning off his flashlight, putting it down on his nearby chair. "This is the big one... He shoots!" Liam threw the paper ball, but he overshot it. The paper ball hit the wall behind it, bounced onto the rim and fell into the trashcan.

"Yeeeeeaaaaah!" Liam happily yelled out as Bonnie banged on the door. "And the crowd goes wild! Big victory for the humans! The robots are seething! They are leaving the arena in disgrace!" He could hear Bonnie leaving, popping the bubble wrap as he left.

3AM

Liam had finished off the last of the cupcakes. He couldn't help it, they were delicious. The yellow ones were banana, the red ones were cherry, the blue ones were blue berry and the brown ones were chocolate. So far there was only one that wasn't one of those colors, and that was the pink strawberry one she gave to him. Part of him wanted to thank the bird for making him these cupcakes. He took a pen and ripped out a page from a notepad left on the desk.

4AM

The big yellow animatronic slowly clunked her way down to the guard's office down the east hall, but stopped, hearing what sounded like shouting. She walked towards the office, and looked through the window. She watched as the human sang some and played an air guitar. The music sounded so loud, nothing like what they were forced to play all day. The animatronic watched as the guard dropped to his knees as a guitar solo came on. Chica had never seen any of guards do anything like this. It was like he wasn't worried about anything, even though she knew Foxy had managed to get into his office while he was still inside it. Usually the guards were terrified before they even got in, but he seemed fine. Chica saw his tray was empty, she was about to make a fresh batch when she saw something on the floor, a piece of paper, and written on it was a message.

'Thanks for the cupcakes Chica! They're delicious!'

Chica wasn't expecting this, she expected nasty words but instead he thanked her. He was funny to watch and much more interesting than the others, at least she thought so.

The song began to fade out, Liam pretended there was a crowd in front of him as he grabbed an imaginary microphone. "Thank you and goodnight!" He yelled before happily plopping down onto his office chair. It felt good to be in his own little world, in here, he only had to worry about two things, when he opens those doors and how much power he has left. It made him forget about the loan sharks, his girlfriend who left him, where his next meal was coming from. The danger, the rush he felt just from opening the doors alone was enough to make him want to stay in this job. That was not the only reason though, he has been thinking, why has Chica been leaving cupcakes outside his door? Why to Foxy and Bonnie want him dead? And when was Freddy going to make his move? When he gets out of here, he planned on doing a little research on this place.

5AM

Another hour was gone which meant another sweep of the cameras needed to be done. If some stupid kids actually broke into this place, he needed to go out there and scare them off before Foxy or Bonnie got to them and ripped them to shreds. He brought up his cams to check the stage first, Freddy was still there, looking to the camera. "Nice to see you're still in your place, must be a pain in the ass to stay still for so long though." Freddy seemed inactive most of the time, but he got the feeling that he was just waiting for the right moment to strike. The guard heard someone approaching, the bubble wrap popping outside his door.

"Who is it out there? Bonnie? Chica?" He called out to them as if expecting a reply. He knew it wasn't Freddy because he was on stage, and Foxy ran for the doors to check if they were still closed and ran back as fast as he came. That left only two suspects, Bonnie and Chica. Soon he heard two bangs on the door. "Thank you Chica!" He yelled as he now walked over to the window, flashing his light just to see Chica leaving. He opened the door, and brought in a small plate that had a single cupcake on it. This one was big though, and had a candle in it. Best of all, it was his favorite, strawberry. The size wasn't the only difference, this one had a huge smile on its face. He guessed she must have liked the message he had left behind, but now this triggered another thought, did they have feelings? If so, why were Bonnie and Foxy so pissed off with him? He was just trying to do his job.

6AM

It was time to get off for the night, he guessed this job wasn't quite as life threatening as he thought when he shut off absolutely everything that could use up power before the night really begins, that way the risk of running out of power was very low, although he had noticed the power usage going up sometimes for no reason, he had a suspicion that was because Chica was making cupcakes for him. Chica was his favourite, she seemed different, also the fact she gave him free food was pretty great. He checked the cams one last time before putting away his helmet, hammer and radio. On his way out, he picked up the bubble wrap and shoved it into the bin. He walked by the stage before smiling. "See you all tomorrow." He yelled before leaving the pizza place. He was lucky, or unlucky depending on some people's perspective to live close by.

It didn't take him long to reach his apartment. He reached out for the handle of his white door, that's when he noticed the broken door frame, and the broken door handle. He pushed his door open, his heart suddenly beating rapidly as he saw his entire place had been trashed, things missing. He thought it was just some random thug that had broke in and stole his stuff, but then his mind quickly reminded him of what that loan shark on the phone had said to him. "Shit! Fucking shit! This is just great..." Liam didn't know what to do, but now, he spotted his cat's water bowel in the middle of the floor. His eyes went wide, fear setting in. "Hugo! Hugo! Please come out!" He yelled as he ran around his apartment, looking around his kitchen, his living room before eventually bursting into his bedroom. Whoever did this absolutely wrecked his home, they put holes in his walls as if they brought sledgehammers. His bed was thrown upside down, his tables had their legs pulled off. It felt like this was personal, and so far, there was no sign of Hugo. There was only one place he had yet to look.

"Fucking please let him be alright..." He begged, near praying for Hugo to be alright, before then pushing the door open.

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Author's note: What will be find behind that door?! Heh, thank you all again for reading again! Will be updating again tomorrow! Corrected another mistake I missed. I can't believe how many mistakes I miss even after reading them through again. If you notice any, let me know!