Author's Note

I wrote this at night so there may be some mistakes and it might be rushed, but I use a tablet, not a pc, computer, whatever. So, it might be common that I make mistakes that you all will have to point out. See us guys next- *static*

ITS ME

Chapter 2: Did it just... move?

Nothing hurts worse than being crammed into a small area (hint hint), but it's what kept the group hidden.

Golden had the hardest time hiding, he was forced to hide in the kitchen area, the stove to be exact. It was him or Apple Bloom, and he would never put her in danger.

The day didn't go by as quick as they thought it would, Golden shivered whenever an animtronic voice was heard. There were times where the oven wasn't a good idea. He was hot in there, since it was an old oven that hasn't been used in months, it was still hot, but survivable. It was so hot actually, that Golden felt his eyes getting heavier and heavier.

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"Golden." A voice said from outside the oven whispered, or at least sounded like a whisper.

"Huh?" Golden was groggy.

"Wake up, they closed up about 10 minutes ago." Golden opened his eyes to find Scootaloo, with the rest behind her.

"What time is it?" Golden asked getting out of the oven.

"11:55 P.M." Button stated looking at the clock.

"It closes at 11:30?" Golden asked.

"Y'all would be surprised how long kids can stand singing." Apple Bloom said, grouping with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle.

Rumble and Button joined Golden. Golden looked at the two groups and hatched an idea. He grinned menacingly.

"Hey, I have an idea, how about a little competition?" He asked the trio of girls.

"If it's anything like last time, I swear I'll run you over with your own machines." Scootaloo said. Golden gulped, his inventions were pretty heavy and mobile. He called it, the "car".

"No, this doesn't involve- you know what. It's friendly this time, no paintball guns and duct tape." Golden stated for all to hear.

"Ah still can't believe how 'accurate your shooting was' after." Apple Bloom said with half-lids. Golden blushed.

"Ok, one of us enjoyed that scenario. Anyway, what's the competition?" Scootaloo asked with an annoyed look. The boys used competitions to get whatever they wanted from the girls, they could have anything, ANYTHING.

"Ok, so what we have to do is go into the security office right down the hallway. We have to look in the window, and try our best to scare the guard. We will knock him out after so he can't do anything, and the one who gets the loudest scream, wi-" Golden was cut off when a scream erupted throughout the facility. "I didn't say go yet."

"We didn't cause that." Sweetie Belle explained. Golden looked towards his partners, they both shook their heads.

Golden opened the door quietly and looked around. The animatronics were shut down and in "lock mode", Pirate's Cove was closed and was "Out of order", but why was the door to backstage open?

"Okay, anyway, he was probably just scared by something else. I mean, this place looks creepy at night. Let's go to the office." Golden said.

"Ah don't know if that's a good ahdea Golden, shouldn't we be worried?" Apple Bloom asked.

"About what?" Golden asked back. "Come on, let's go."

The clock read 12:01 A.M. when the kids stepped into the hallway. It was dark and the only light visible came from the office. Golden took lead and snuck up to the window until he was under it. He looked up over to see the guard, but nopony was there.

"Its... empty? Did he get scared and run out?" Golden asked himself.

"Well, if I were here and saw that cupcake, I would be scared too." Rumble said pointing in the window. Suddenly, they all heard a ringing come from something inside the office.

"What's that?" Sweetie asked, holding onto Button because it was dark. What? It's not like he minded or anything.

Golden trotted into the office and turned to his right. A small box read "99% Power" on it, there was a tablet on the chair, and a small radio-like box with a blinking red light.

Apple Bloom looked behind her and remembered something. "Ah'll be rahght back, Ah forgot mah saddlebags." She said before running back to the kitchen.

"Well, it's dark, don't get lost." Golden focused on the radio. He walked up to it and pressed the blinking button on the machine.

(This is my version of the call)

It read aloud. "Uh, hello? Hellooo? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to you get settled in on your first night. I actually worked in that office before you, uh, I'm finishing my last week now as a matter of fact. Anyway, here is the deal, you were hired by this company to ensure the safety of anything in the store, yet the manager only lets you use back up power, so be sure not to run out. Or... or else they'll see you... the-the criminals, or robbers. Anyway, there is a legal paper I have to read to you, it has 'legal' in it, so it must be important, right? Anyway, it says, 'Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! A place where foals and adults alike can have fun! A colorful, new place to explore, and a chock full of pizza!' That last part isn't in the slogan. 'You have been hired as a security guard here to work the night shift from today until next month, unless released during the month of work. Your main duty is to seek safety of establishment and all inhabitants, keep the kitchen locked up, and be sure NOT to check inside Pirate's Cove, the animatronic in their is a dangerous one. Have fun and stay safe!' Yeah it's a load of scrap that they pay you 4 dollars an hour to watch those killing mach- I mean, fun creatures. So, yeah there is something I should tell you though. These animatronics do tend to get a quirky at night. B-but, do I blame them? No! If I had to stand on that stage, and sing those stupid songs for 20 years, and I never got a bath, I'd be a bit irritable at night too. So, yeah if they see you after hours, they might not see you as a pony, they might see you as an endoskeleton, without its costume on. Now, since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they might taaa, force you into a Freddy Fazbear suit. Now that wouldn't be so bad, if the costumes weren't filled with crossbeams and wires, especially around the facial area, so that might lead to a little bit of discomfort... and death. Yeah, they don't tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first day should be a breeze, check those cameras, and close doors only when absolutely necessary. Gotta conserve power. Good luck."

The message ends there.

Sweetie Belle was shaking a lot more now. "He had me at death!" She exclaimed.

"This guard knows we are here if he set up this whole thing to scare us." Golden smirked.

"What? You think this is a prank?!" Rumble asked loudly.

"Yep, come on, let's look in the cameras." Golden said allowing the others in the door. "Hey, where's Apple Bloom?"

"Sweet Celestia! She went back to the kitchen!" Scootaloo shrieked, now hanging onto Rumble.

"She'll be fine, all we have to do is find her in the camera and tell her to come here." Golden said picking up the tablet and pressing the button that read "kitchen" on it. The camera read, "Camera Disabled, Audio Only".

"She's dead." Sweetie Belle lowered her head.

"Nothing here is dangerous, it's a prank." Golden looked at the stage with a confused look. "I didn't know the animatronics move at night too."

"What do you mean?!" Scootaloo shoke out her vocals.

"Bonnie's gone." He said.

Rumble turned to a hallway which had the sound of metal meeting ground. He slowly walked over to the two buttons by the door the read "Door" under one, and "Light" under another. He made a life saving decision, and pressed the light. Rumble turned pale, right outside the door, was Bonnie. Rumble passed out next the group of screaming foals. On instinct, Golden ran up and shut the door. They were safe... for now.

"Did it just... move?" Sweetie was nearly filled with a new kind of fear.

"I don't care about that." Golden said looking petrified.

"Seriously?!" Scootaloo shouted.

"Yes, I'm only worried about..."

"APPLEBLOOM! GET TO THE OFFICE, NOW!" He shouted, only to receive a faint sound from the camera, which was now back on "kitchen".

It said this.

"Ah can't."