A/N. Hello, Archemedies here with my first story on this site, not however, my first story. I just wanted to say first and foremost i do not own RWBY, FNAF 1 or 2, or any of the quotes, of which there will be one at the beginning of every chapter concerning the events to come. Second, constructive criticism is welcome and needed, but flames will be ignored. And last, but not least, enjoy.

Prologue: A Means to an End.

"You think the end justifies the means, however vile. I tell you: the end is the means by which you achieve it."

― Wilhelm Reich, Listen, Little Man!

Ruby twisted, and writhed around in her sleep, every so often muttering something non-sensical, seemingly about "Giant mecha cookies" This continued as the rest of the team slumbered. That is, until her thrashing sent her from her mattress and onto the cold, wooden floor, with a thud that woke the entire dorm. Weiss bolted upright. "Ruby!" She screeched at the prone reaper. Yang went to get up and face planted back onto the pillow. Blake, for her part sat up, took one look at the world, and lay back down. Ruby shot to her feet, shaking the impact and the last vestiges of sleep from her system. "Sorry Weiss, just a dream, Im fine by the way" She answered from her place on the floor , the last part a mutter. Weiss stared haughtiliy down at her, before slipping from her bed.

"Well, since you've done such an effective job of waking us up, how about we get dressed and go fetch breakfast before the cafeteria becomes too crowded." Ruby nodded.

"Sounds like a good idea. Weiss, Blake, Yang, you coming?"Blake responded with a simple nod while Yang gave a vaugly positive groan.

In minutes, showered, dressed and ready to face the day (Well, three of them were ready) they moved to the cafeteria, and secured breakfasts. Blake ate a tuna sandwich as she thumbed through her omnipresent novel with her other hand. Yang vicously tore into a full fried breakfast, Weiss daintaly picked at a plate of vegtable couscous. Ruby sat contentedly, due to the Triple chocolate cookie she'd somehow begged the staff into procuring for her, which had vanished down her gullet before they'd even left the counter. That is, until she noticed the stall set up across the hall. The team looked up as their leader gave a squeal of excitement and disappeared in a flurry of rose petals. There came a second squeal from in front of the stall.

The crimsonette was staring, starry eyed at the beauty before her. The stall read Vale confectionary, and displayed in the front window was a cookie.

But to call the thing before her a cookie would be like calling the sun a light. It was easily as big as Ruby herself, and contained, as the stall shouted to the world in massive font, every kind of chocolate known to man and faunas kind. All in all, it was a pretty good cookie.

In a splash of crimson she was back at the table. She made eye contact with every member of her team. She lent forward and whispered, "I need that in my life" Blake peered at the price tag. Her faunas sight enabling her to read the small script.

"Its a hundred and twenty lien." She pointed out in her usual bland tones.

Ruby stared at Weiss, the resident money bag. "No. I am not forking out 120 lien for a COOKIE!"

Ruby turned to Yang. "Sorry Rubes, Im just as poor as you"

Ruby turned to Blake. And turned away, slumping.

She bolted upright an idea forming in her scattered mind. "Well I guess there's only one thing for it." She looked around. "I need a job!"

And that is how Ruby ended up poring over the help wanted section of the Vale Weekly. However, there was nothing that seemed to fit the bill. Literally. That is, until her eyes locked upon an advert hiding away in a corner. It read:

Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria.

Nightguard wanted to work night shift monday to friday: 12pm to 6am.

Pay is 100.50 lien plus 22.50 overtime for work on saterday.

Apply at front desk.

"hmm..." She thought. "if I work all five days plus an extra day overtime..." She shot upright "I can afford the cookie!"

And so it began.