The Fazbear Club

by Krokorokok

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Alternate Universe, Romance, Comedy, Crossover, Anthro
Length: 3141

A Night guard by the name of Mike Schmidt will find out that his once favorite restaurant is not what is cracked up to be

Inspired by this lovely picture
(Warning! Story does not follow closely to the game!)

In the large bustling city of Manehattan, it's hard to find a stable job. A stable job that pays well, even more so. As what the ponies have been continuously said, 'Job markets shit, you know?'. Though, that fact never stopped a young unicorn stallion by the name of Mike Schmidt. An odd fellow to say the least. Likes to stay up late at night, quite studious, barely has no friends or family for that matter.

Thankfully for him, a local pizza restaurant, one which he adored when he was a child, is out to hire a new night guard. And the catch? Just to watch over the animatronic mascots. Even though they may look creepy, it's no big deal for him.

But, how would he fare when he finds out that the local pizzeria, and everything inside including the animatrons, is actually nothing but a facade? And that a place filled with innocence is not so innocent after all?

Well….Let's find out shall we? Here on…

The Fazbear Club

Hello hello hello! Krokorokok here with a brand new story! This time, based on the game, Five Nights at Freddy's. An indie horror game for the PC on Steam.

Let me tell ya, when a friend of mine gave me this as a gift, I fell in love with it and at the same time, had never felt more afraid of going to sleep than before for a while.

Anyways, this is probably the first time anyone has ever written a story about this game which features all four animatronics as females! That's right, Mike is gonna get yiffed pretty badly.

As always, I do you y'all enjoy this! The idea of the story was based on the cover art and the description that was given to it. Keep in mind that, 'Sex' tag is going to be implied due to all the sexual innuendos and 'Gore' tag is because there will be blood involve.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-09-13 18:25:12 UTC

Prologue

"Bleh....Need to find a new job soon. Current one pays like crap and probably wont be able to pay these bills" A young stallion muttered to himself as he took a look at bills that were in his hands.

His name is Mike Schmidt. A young, 20 year old chestnut colored unicorn stallion, living alone in the busy city of Manehattan.

Taking a seat on the dinning table, he placed the bills down onto the table and sighed. Ever since both his parents died while he was at College, he had taken up odd jobs just to pay the bills and for the food he eats. It was rough for him, yet somehow he was able to pay them on time and manage to survive up till this point. Though, he had to definitely get a permanent job or at least a better paying one than his current one.

Grabbing the morning newspaper, he browsed through the jobs section in hopes to find one. Most of it, however, required a rather high demand from him, which left him very little options. However, one in particular had managed to catch his attention almost instantaneously.

"Huh..? 'The Fazbear Pizza Parlor: Night Guard Wanted!' " Mike recited what was written. He grinned and neatly folded the newspaper back into its original position.

It had been a long time ago when Mike heard of that name. He was only a small child, probably around 4 to 5 years old. The name of the place, 'Freddie Fazbear's Pizza', was a popular restaurant to both adults and kids due to how incredible the pizza's tasted at a respectable cost. Though, what made the parlor such a hit, was due to the animatronic entertainers of the restaurant.

Bonnie the Bunny.

Chica the Chicken.

Foxy the Pirate Fox.

And the main star, Freddie Fazbear herself.

It had saddened Mike when he heard that the restaurant had to relocate to a different area. Though, from the looks of the address that was given underneath the headline, it was apparently about half an hours worth of travel time to get there.

Either he was too oblivious to that fact long before or his parents simply denied him of the restaurant.

Making his way back to his room, he took off his current clothing and placed them on his chair before grabbing a towel and proceeded on to taking a shower. A first impression was always important in any job, and being a night guard is no exception.

Once satisfied with his cleanliness, Mike wore a pair of dark blue pants along with his maroon colored shirt with a black colored Equestrian sun in the middle. Combing his unusual blonde mane and tail so that it was straight, Mike grinned at himself in the mirror before walking back into the living room. Grabbing the keys on the drawer near the door, he opened the door and stepped out. Once the door was firmly locked and everything else he needed was with him, he left and made his way to the nearby bus station.

Taking out his mobile phone, he checked the time and saw that it was currently around lunch time. "Perfect! I can grab a bite while I'm there as well!" he exclaimed in delight as he passed by multiple stallions and mares, all of which were minding their own business.

After a short walk, Mike had finally arrived at the station and patiently waited for the bus that would lead him to his destination.

Stepping off the bus, Mike casually made his way to the restaurant, excited beyond his dreams to had be there once again. "Now...If I'm not wrong...It should be just around the corner" Mike muttered to himself, keeping both his hands in his pant pockets.

After a couple of minutes, Mike turned around the corner and grinned. There, just a few steps away, was the restaurant itself in all of its glory. "Well...I'll be damned...The place hadn't changed in years" he whistled. "I wonder if old Mister Fritz had changed. Hehe, he probably would look older" he laughed as he continued on, now entering the establishment.

"My goodness! The main hallway looks the same!" Mike exclaimed, grinning madly at the very familiar sight of the purple walls and red and black checkered tiles. Not to mention the drawings of colts and fillies were pinned onto a special board, which was filled with pictures. Chuckling once more, he continued on his way down the hallway to where a door was.

Not even opening it, he was able to hear the sheer intensity of laughter from children and adults coming from the other side. 'Heh...The gang must be having a show right now', he thought to himself as he heard another barrage of laughter.

Shaking his head and smiling, he gently swung open the doors, and to be greeted by the sight of a familiar brown bear making funny faces at an elder mare, who was laughing alongside a colt that was sitting beside her. Chuckling at the sight, Mike went on to fully survey the main dinning hall. From the looks of it, the place experienced a slight makeover, the bulk of it being the fact that it was now much more larger and spacious than before, which surprised him. More tables and chairs meant that more customers can come and eat.

"Hello there! Welcome to Freddie Fazbear's Pizza! How may I help you?" A feminine voice interrupts Mike for a moment, causing him to turn around.

The mare in particular was a cyan pegasus with lush indigo mane and tail. From the looks of what she was wearing, she was an employee of the restaurant, a waitress in particular.

"Yes actually. I'm here for the Night guard job" Mike smiled at the mare, whom smiled back and beckoned a hand.

"Well, follow me. I shall lead you the office of Mister Fritz Clockwerk" The mare politely replied, before turning around and walking through the door with Mike in tow.

Night 1 part 1: "Welcome to the Club..."

"Ah! Welcome! Please, do take a seat!" The old, semi-bald, Earth pony stallion exclaimed in delight, a hand raised to greet Mike. He turned his attention to the mare behind him and nodded. "Please Miss Shine, you may go now. Thank you for bringing him here". The mare nodded her head and left the room in relative silence.

Mike felt excited right now. Right now, he was meeting the one and only Fritz Clockwerk, founder and manager of the famous restaurant Freddie Fazbear's Pizza, the greatest restaurant to have ever existed in the history of the Equestria.

In his own opinion, so to speak.

Taking a seat just opposite of the old stallion, Mike made a mental note of how he looked like. Slightly grey mane, semi-bald, a bit plump and with a jolly look on his slightly wrinkled face. He was wearing a brown button up shirt with an opened, black colored business jacket as well as with a pair of brown leather gloves, also just barely managing to spot his black colored pants when he adjusted his seat.

"Welcome to my office! How may I assist you?" Clockwerk spoke with a slight refined tone and a grin on his face.

"My name is Mike Schmidt, sir. And I'm here for that night guard job" Mike said, causing the old stallion's grin to widen. Any more wider and his mouth might have been torn in half.

"The Night Guard job, eh? A rather odd name for a stallion, though... Ah Well! This is a stroke of good fortune! Not a whole lot would take the offer..." Clockwerk said, mumbling something to himself. After a small moment, Clockwerk shook his head and laughed. "Hahah! Nevertheless, consider yourself hired, my boy!" He spoke with certainty.

Mike was sent into a shock. That was it? The job is his already? He never expected it to be so quick!

"A-Ah...! W-Well, was there any reason that no one else took the offer?" Mike asked, stuttering a little as he looked at the old stallion questioningly.

It was then that Mike had seen it. A slight shift in his posture. Right now, old Mister Clockwerk's face drooped ever so slightly, which seemed to hardly make a difference, and his grin loosened a tad.

'Strange...He was quick to have me take up the offer. Almost too quick...Why..?' Mike wondered.

"Well, to be frank, after the first couple of nights, every single one of the previous night guards left and demanded to be paid for the duration. To be honest, I have no idea why" Clockwerk explained with a sigh and a shrug of a shoulder, causing Mike's brain to shift.

'Okay...He's definitely hiding something...' He thought to himself. Just then, the old stallion went into an uproar of laughter.

"Hahahaha! Anyways, consider yourself hired, my boy! You're the first night guard I've had in quite some time now and I'd like to celebrate!" He exclaimed, causing Mike to stiffen.

"Wh-Wha? Ce-Celebrate? For what?" Mike questioned, seeing the old stallion stand up and walked around his desk before arriving next to him and placing a hand on his shoulder.

"What's there not to celebrate?!" Clockwerk exclaimed, patting Mike at the back rather roughly, causing him to flinch and look at him skeptically.

After his rather, 'eventful' time with old Mister Clockwerk and spending some of his time to celebrate, which was basically him and old Mister Clockwerk eating pizza, Mike had left the restaurant. However, just as he was about to leave the main dinning room and out of the building, the robots had told him, "We'll see You soon!".

It had frightened him a bit. How did they know?

Now was not the time to dwell on those kinds of thoughts, he told himself as he continued on his merry way back to the bus stop to go home. He finally had a job that pays amazingly! He was happy beyond his wildest imagination at such a good stroke of luck that had happened over the past few hours.

Finding himself at the bus stop, Mike took a seat and waited for his bus patiently, taking out his mobile touch screen phone to try and kill some time. It was then that he saw that there was a message on his phone, just a few minutes ago, from of his childhood friends, Jade Bolt, a green colored pegasus with a navy blue mane and tail with a two yellow streaks running down the middle.

"Yo! Mike! How ya doin?!"

Mike chuckled before replying, "I'm doing fine you crazy bugger. You?"

"Fine, fine. However, I can say you're feeling mighty happy. Finally got a good job?".

This sent Mike's eyes to bulge out of its sockets. How did he know? "How do you know?"

"Heh...Ya might wana turn around buddy"

"Huh..?" Mike questioned, reading the latest message. Doing as told, he turned his head around immediately grinned.

Right there, in front, was his friend, smugly grinning at him with a twinkle in his eyes. "Sup Mike?" He simply asked, raising his right hand and causing the sleeve of his navy blue polo shirt to slink, the smug grin never leaving his face.

"You bastard!" Mike yelled at him, grinning. "You could have told me that you were here!"

"Hey man! Where's the fun in that?" Matt asked, chuckling as Mike got off his seat and went up to him. The two friends then shared an embrace for a while before letting go.

"Man! Where were you? You never bothered to leave me a message in nearly 5 months!" Mike said, folding his arms.

"Yea, well, had stuff to take care. Something happened to my Mom and Dad so I had to help out as best as I could. Thankfully, things have been taken care of" he explained, placing his hands in his pant pockets.

"Alright then, fill me in later at some other time" Mike replied before walking back to the bus stop and taking a seat with Matt taking the one next to him.

Once the two friends had parted ways, Mike went on his way and headed back home, checking the time on his phone which read that it was '3:46 pm'. Hurrying himself back home, Mike was reminded at what time he had to be there.

"Alright then! I'll see you later at around 8pm. I would like to give you your uniform before the shift starts"

Once he was finally home, Mike decided he should rest up for a bit, walking up the stairs and marching his way to his room, where he placed his phone at his rather messy desk, with its charger changing the battery before jumping into bed and falling sleep, a smile never leaving his face.

When he had woken up with a yawn, he found that it was currently '6:53 pm'. This sent Mike into scramble mode, finding himself very much awake. "Shit! I still need to bathe!" he cursed, getting out of bed and grabbing a towel before heading to the shower. Once there, he proceeded to hastily shower all the while making his bath very thorough.

Once done, he took the towel he had gotten and proceeded to clean himself dry, walking back to his room with the towel wrapped around his waist. Grabbing a pair of clean underwear and wore them, he began to think what he should wear. Old Mister Fritz did say he was going to be giving him his uniform there, though, it wouldn't probably be a problem as to what he should wear as of now. 'A sky blue polo shirt with dark blue stripes and a pair of jeans should be fine', he though.

Grabbing his fully charged phone and his wallet, he had left his abode at around '7:13 pm', which, if there was no traffic, would leave him with a couple minutes to spare.

Thankfully for him, he had caught the sight of his bus approaching the bus stop, so with that, he quickened his pace and boarded the bus and had patiently waited for the bus to reach his destination.

After a while, once he had reached his stop, he had alighted the bus and started walking towards the restaurant. Mike checked the time and found that, quite magnificently, he had reached the restaurant about 20 minutes earlier. Entering the restaurant, he found that people were now strolling out of the building, which didn't really surprise him much, since it was going to be closing time.

Entering the main dinning hall, he had noticed a couple stallions still sitting about, as if waiting for something or somepony. An odd sight, though he paid them no real attention.

"Ah! I see you have arrived much earlier than expected! Good good! I like your attitude!" A loud booming voice erupted from the left.

Turning around, Mike had noticed that Mister Clockwerk was still the same as he had seen him, though, he was holding what seemed to be a cane of sorts, although it was made of mostly metal, with a few hints of it having oak wood.

"Come with me!" He said, walking back where he probably came from with Mike dutifully behind him. The duo then walked in relative silence, progressing further down the hallway, until they reached a door. Using a key, Clockwerk opened the door, where a flight of stairs going downwards was now visible. Walking down the stairs and closing the door behind them, the duo had reached some sort of odd room, filled with many lockers. Clockwerk paid them no attention and continued to walk further down, to where he reached a room, much like a security room near the entrance of the pizzeria.

It was much larger, however. There was a fancy looking metal cabinet, a comfy looking chair with what seemed to be a tablet, a work desk filled with a variety of objects such as a laptop, some books and magazines, a portable fan and a small TV screen. On the wall just behind it, was a poster of the mechanical trio, Bonnie, Chica and Freddie. The ceiling also had a rather bright, and an out of place, chandelier.

"This shall be your cubicle! Inside that metal cabinet shall be your uniform. There's a toilet situated near from here, so you can go and change there. Once your done, you would go through that door at the end of the hallway. I'll best be off!"

With that, Jeremiah Fritz had left Mike in the room all alone and confused. What is this place? Is this place still part of the restaurant? Why was he acting suspicious?

Shaking his head, Mike went up to the cabinet and opened it, finding a bunch of navy blue uniform jackets and tie with matching colored pants and the matching hat. Grabbing a pair, he made his way down the corridor and turned left, to where the toilets were situated. Once inside, he took off his current pants and slipped onto the uniform pants, followed by the jacket and lastly the hat before placing the tie around his neck and adjusted it.

Once done, he looked at himself in the mirror, smiling at how he looked. Quite dashing, though, why wear something so formal like this for a simple job?

Nodding to himself, he left the room and made his way down the long corridor. With every step, he heard a sound that continued to grow louder and louder. It almost as if it sounded like...

"Techno Music? What the hell?" Mike whispered, stopping just outside of the door, the music could be clearly heard. It definitely sounded like techno. Though, why?

Mike had to steel himself for what would be found on the other side. Hesitating, he turned he knob of the door and pushed the door itself, a rush of cold air greeted his face while bright flashing, multi-colored lights nearly blinded him.

And there, in front of him, was sight that he had not expected at all.

The four animatronics, were standing on their on respective stage, looking at Mike with wide eyes expression before settling down with a half-lidded look. Now, what was different, was the fact that they looked NOTHING like before.

Their metallic body were more curvy and feminine, with wider hips as well as two very distinct mounds on their chests. Their faces were also more distinctly feminine than before.

Then, after lengthy silence, Freddie went down her stage walked forward and stopped in front of Mike, placing her hands on her hips and gave Mike a smirk. "Welcome to the Club~ We knew you would come back~", the animatronic bear spoke femininely, blowing a kiss towards the shell-shocked stallion.