I'm a witch,

That has been said;

One good thing at least:

I am clearly not Dead!

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Hi everyone. I'm sorry I have been away for so long. I've...got not real excuses...(glances at both doors)

So, if you're here, that means you're looking for a Five Nights at Freddy's fic. but let me tell you...(pauses at noise from the corridor)...this one is a little different.

(loud banging sounds)

Ah...anyway. A big shout out to Kosperry's art on Deviant Art - kosperry . deviantart . com) - and Markiplier's "Let's Play on youtube - just search "Markiplier Five Nights at Freddy's - for all the inpiritation.

(light goes out)

Ah! On with the fic!

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Oh Yeah...

I DON'T OWN FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S!

HELP WATNED!

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

Family pizzeria looking for security guard to work the nightshift. 12am – 6pm

Monitor camera, ensure safety of equipment and animatronic characters.

Not responsible for injury/dismemberment.

$120.00 a week

To apply, call…

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The add seemed to jump out of the paper at her. Sitting at the table in her rental hotel, Becca blinked at it. It seemed like a brilliant idea. She had no money to keep moving.

Becca looked around. Rented, the room was a cheap and nasty. Paint was peeling off the wall in chunks. Her duffle sat at the end of her bed, open wit clothes hanging out of it. The form, stating that she had two weeks at this hotel, sat beside the opened newspaper.

Mind made up, Becca got up and headed for the shower.

She passed the mirror, hanging on the wall beside the bathroom door, a paused. Staring back at her was an unremarkable woman. She looked worn, despite being in her early twenties. Long black hair hung in two dark curtains either side of her face. Slim, almost gangly, her clothes hung upon her frame.

But what caught the most attention were her eyes. Dark blue-almost black in colour. They drew people in when she looked at them. It was enough to distract most…

Shaking her head, once again dismissing herself, Becca hurried in and closed the door.

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An hour and one phone call later, Becca was on her way down the main street of Beaksville. It was one of these quiet towns most people barely notice when passing through. There was hardly anyone out on the street at the moment.

The sun was heading towards the western horizon, alighting the town in golds and reds. Was quite pretty.

But, Becca turned her attention to the end of the street. There, with sounds of muffled laughter and music, was Freddy's. the large building was painted in purples and golds, with a large sign hanging above a set of solid wooden doors. The noise got slightly louder as Becca got closer.

She wasn't ready for the wall of noise that hit her when the doors opened.

It was like a physical force. The sound of an electric guitar and vocals slammed into her and almost knocked Becca back. With a small shake, she headed in.

Kids parted past her, drawing Becca attention. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. Kids had always been a big part of her life. The little rug-rats here were rather respectful. Her smile grew a little more at seeing a small boy help his little sister out.

'Can I help you, Ma'am?'

Becca jerked, coming back to the present. Before her stood a young man. He was a little younger than she was. Freckles stood out against his skin. Bright green eyes stared at her.

'Sorry,' Becca said, turning to face him fully. 'I'm Rebecca Brimstone. I've got an appointment with the manager.'

The man blinked. 'Oh, well. Right this way.'

He lead Becca towards the back of the restaurant. As they walked, Becca's eye was drawn to the main stage area of the restaurant.

There were three figures, all of them animals. One was a plump yellow chicken. She stood about 5'4'' tall, and her bright plumage looked so soft. Becca loved the bib she was wearing; it was very adorable. Her eyes were bright, and the children seemed to love her.

The next was a large, violet rabbit. A big red bowtie sat around his neck while he strummed his guitar. Eyes half lidded, he had a rather cool expression on her face. He was a little taller than the chicken. He stood around 5'6'' – not including his ears. Not that much taller than herself.

In the middle was the largest of the character. Standing at 6'4'' was a bear. Chocolate brown fur covered him, giving him the appearance of large teddy. A black top hat and matching bowtie looked good on him. He was singing into a microphone, with all the kids in front of the stage. The ecstatic expression on his face just seemed to draw you in.

For a brief moment, Becca thought they might have been looking at her. But she shrugged it off and continued on.

'Here we are, ma'am.' The boy stopped in front of a frosted glass door.

'Thanks,' Becca said. He smiled before heading back out into the chaos of the main restaurant.

Taking a deep breath, Becca knocked.

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'You're hired.'

Becca blinked, surprised. She had only been in the office for ten minutes. The manager, Jacob Smaz, just seemed so desperate. Still, Becca was a little concerned. Shouldn't this process be a little longer than this.

'Thank you, sir.' Becca said, sitting a little taller in her seat. 'But, aren't there any other candidates for this spot?'

Mr Smaz looked up at that. 'You don't want the position?'

'No; it's not that. I just thought more people would be interested in this job.'

Mr Smaz shook his head. 'People in this town have mostly grown up with these characters. Most of them are heading into the city to look for work. They don't exactly want to work at a family restaurant.'

Becca nodded, understanding. She had been of the same mindset a few years ago. But she found she grew out of it very quickly.

'So,' Mr Smaz stood, coming around the desk. 'Normally our security guards were purple, however we don't have any for women, so you can wear just black to work. There's not much for you to actually do. Mostly, you'll be insuring that none of the local youths try to enter the building.'

Becca stood, as Mr Smaz started towards the door. A thought flashed through her mind, and flowed out her mouth.

'Will I have to do much with the animatronics?'

Mr Smaz paused, his hand upon the handle. He turned slowly back towards her. 'About that. There aren't actually any animatronics here. All our characters are real.'

'WHAT?'

(clock ticks over to 6am)

huff...huff...oh, my heart...

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I will be trying to update every Wednesday...

(tinkling music box chime)

Ah! I'm out of here!

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