A/N - Hey everyone! After reading countless stories and having the ability, skill, and determination to write one, here I am.

To clear some things up with this AU, the bite incident never happened, but the murders did (they weren't put in the suits after being killed, however).

A little factor to consider, is that I'm typing this on a device, so updates will be slower and mistakes may be evident.

Disclaimer - Five Night's at Freddy's is owned by Scott Cawthon. In no way do I claim ownership of any content regarding said franchise.

Great, just great; that goddamn bunny's gone, Mike thought as he glared at his static-filled tablet. The night guard swiftly flipped through all of the cameras in the building, but it held no avail.

Mike leaned over to the left side of his office, where he tapped the plastic light switch on the wall. A pale glow emitted to reveal a dreadful purple face belonging to a "fucking murderous bunny", to which the twenty year old responded by flinging himself against the door switch, letting out a trickle of sweat and a near profane remark, "HOLY-"

From the other side of the door, Bonnie couldn't help but whimper as all she wanted to do was greet the new security member. "Aww, come on! Just let me in, I don't even know what you look like!" She said while pounding against the iron door.

Mike couldn't help but snicker nervously as he replied, "Like hell I'm gonna do that!" After all, he did know his ears didn't mistake him when hearing, "-and may try to forcefully stuff you in a Freddy Fazbear suit-" And boy, did that phone guy, or whatever his name was, know how to gruesomely describe his unwanted death. That was two nights ago and yet, Mike was able to quickly find his way around the office. So skilled was he, that the animatronic characters never actually saw his face, especially because he hid it behind his security tablet.

Bonnie gave a sigh and left the doorway. As she did so, she glanced through the window to look at the time.

3:37AM

And right next to the clock was the phone she - and the others - hated so much. Why did this phone man have to lie? He made it sound like they were out to kill the night guard twenty-four seven. And because of it, every night guard before Mike had left after the first night, some even during the first night. Bonnie simply padded solemnly into the dining hall, where a certain yellow chicken greeted her with a question, "Heya Bonn, any luck?"

Bonnie quickly replied by shaking her head, as if saying, no.

"Well, we're great at making friends, I'm sure Mike will come around," A certain formal bear chimed in.

"YE BE RIGHT LADDIE!" Screeched through the restaurant, causing Mike to fall out of his chair, and the other animatronics to flinch and gaze around nervously.

"Foxy," Freddy groaned mid face-palm, "if you don't stop randomly appearing and screaming everywhere you go, Mike will always be on edge."

While stepping forward, a certain pirate fox couldn't help but apologize, "Eh...sorry Fred, y'know I can't help meself."

What in god's name is going on in there? Mike couldn't help but question all the ruckus. He flipped through his tablet to find all of them...wait, talking? The night guard's attention quickly shifted his attention to an unfamiliar character. It was a red fox, and looking closer, he could see tears and rips in the animatronic suit. Come to think of it, he had never cared to look into the details of the animatronics; he was too focused finding where they were and saving his power, which as he saw it...

41%

Shit! I've been too careless! But now that he had the chance, he couldn't help but scan over the others, despite his conscious screaming in protest. Freddy was a regular looking animatronic, no surprise there, but one thing caught his eye. Hmm...it looks like those two animatronics have...curves...? And by curves, he could barely pry his eyes off them. It wasn't out of perversion though, but instead wonder and skepticism.

Mike cackled to himself before he thought, Well I suppose it'd be awkward if a guy looked at one THAT way, especially seeing as how a large majority of men that come in here are husbands...eh, it's probably that way to emphasize that they're female.

The two male animatronics burst into a small argument over Foxy's immaturity, while the two female ones preoccupied themselves by looking around. But, they soon found a glowing red light and approached it. "Whaddaya think it is?" Chica asked while cluelessly scratching her head and looking up.

"Oh, I think that's Mike's camera...so he's watching us right now," Bonnie stated, scratching her head as well.

"Well, now's our chance!" Chica squawked, and then elbowed Bonnie.

Bonnie gave Chica an unsure look, partially nervous, and partially not knowing what to do at all, "Huh? I don't..." The chicken ignored the question and waved like an excited five year old, intending for it to be caught on camera. It was, of course. All it did was make Mike feel uncomfortable, thinking it was one of those "bye-bye" waves used in horror movies, which he had thought was a ticket of his death warrant.

"Hello Miiiike!" Chica yelled at the camera, still seeming like a five year old.

What?! How does the robotic-furry-chicken know my name?! Mike was hyperventilating now, but that wasn't much of a surprise; trust me, you'd do the same. The twenty year old glanced up at his clock nervously.

4:59AM

And then he thought he would actually make it, but he knew he'd been using the cameras too much. Mike looked at his power, yet again and was shocked to find it at quarter percent.

"Alrightalrightalright, calm down, just use your door lights..." He talked aloud.

"Might wanna use your East one then," A slightly English accent sounded, from the East hall.

"Oh, thanks," Mike said, half distracted. As he reached for the light on his right, he realized his stupidity. The night guard made a lunge for the door switch and smacked it. Nothing happened, but a slightly audible click. He booped it again, but received the same result. "NO! GET BACK!" Mike shouted, grabbing his chair and aggressively throwing it into the black on his right, hoping to deter the supposed attacker.

A metallic clang followed by an "Ow!" was heard that gave Mike a satisfied grunt at his success, he hit the door button again and it closed this time. Mike smiled triumphantly while crossing his arms.

"Well, that wasn't very nice," A female voice came from behind him. Suddenly, Mike felt a presence touch his back, and a paw on his shoulder. It was purple.

A/N - Yes, I understand Bonnie is normally male, but I think it'd work better for the story if he was a she ;)

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I'll most likely update later today, so stay tuned.