Summer. Endless summer.
Days filled with endless summer fun, days at the warm beach, days looking at the hot chicks, days just relaxing and enjoying life as school was out for a few months.
Trixie tried to enjoy. She remembered how stressful her school season was, the bullies, the panic for having to look great and powerful, exams, and other things. She never got a break, even the seemingly peaceful college campus parks where filled with a sense of the utter loneliness that drowned Trixie's happiness, it seemed to her that living alone with nobody and no family forever was just plain painful. No love, and just humiliation from the ponies that mocked her acclaim of being ''great and powerful'', no one gave a damn about Trixie. Yes, Trixie was all alone.
School actually was how she survived. The free lunches that she got in the cafeteria was what fed her starving stomach. Trixie remembered the pain of getting out of the college campus on the first day of the summer season, finding out she failed her exam, (which she did on purpose, she never wanted to graduate and face the harsh world.) summer was the only months where she had to live on her own.
She walked into the town, the old town, Fillydelphia, with old huts on one end, filled with cracked wooden pieces, they looked haunted as she passed by, old and crummy.
Trixie walked through the mud ready to try to find her crummy old place, no one lived here, no one, no one was here, only one restaurant a block a way.
Trixie's house looked like a shed, the roof was torn down, the hut looked like it was about to fall, but it had the shade of a tree, which made the place not feel as bad.
Trixie sighed as she opened the door, inside wasn't much of anything, only one room, it was weird to have her little bed on the far left side, and the dining table in the middle, there was a window next to the bed, and a little drawer underneath, everything else was basically pitch black wood
She was thankful that at least she had something, and went to her drawer, she found only a spiderweb, and took out her saved sandwich from the cafeteria and ate it satisfyingly.
Deciding not to just depress herself by looking at her worn down hut, she looked out the broken window, only the long street with old huts, and the restaurant.
The restaurant. The only place where she could get cheep food that wouldn't get her fat, it was cheep, but Trixie didn't want to ruin her body (so she didn't look like an idiot when she proclaimed herself as great and powerful), it was the pizza chain Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
The building was in a colorful golden light, almost like christmas decorations, with the mascot, a bear waving as he was sitting on the restaurant chain.
The place never made Trixie feel comfortable, the animatronics would always freak her out, they seemed to have, a strange sort of look.
Bonnie looked like a big bear, a supposed huge rabbit, light purple fur, and a big head, with a big smiling mouth with rounded like teeth. He was the biggest of all.
Chica had a sly look, she was a chicken, with two sets of teeth, her eyes freaked Trixie out, with a thin, tricky look.
Foxie, looked plain monstrous, with sharp teeth, and the thinest body, he didn't even look like a fox, only a thin wolf with red fur.
Freddy, your ordinary teddy bear, with sharper teeth, and bigger creepy eyes.
Trixie decided to get some sleep, and go to Freddy's for their special breakfast.
Trixie got up, got her toothpaste, and her toothbrush, she could hear her stomach growling, and got up for her breakfast, she only made five dollars during her time at school requirement of ''volunteering'', and Trixie demanded payment.
Anyways, Trixie walked up the hill, and went to the door, she opened her way Freddy's
Pizza. It was all the same the dancing animatronics on the stage, the fillies and the colts chuckling and clapping their hands in delight seeing the animatronics sing their stupid songs.
Trixie sighed and went to the counter to order a one dollar coffee and the four dollar breakfast burrito, hopefully it was big enough for her dinner as well.
She went to her table. How in the world could she get a job? She had to get a job today if she wanted to eat tomorrow.
She looked at the job lists on the paper she got for five cents, nothing too exciting unfortunately, just jobs for being a maid, working at walmart, no thrill to any of those. But Trixie wanted thrill!
She needed something daring and exciting to do. Instead of those lame jobs, but then as she looked, she saw a want ad, for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
It said it needed a new watchman to work at the night shift from 12:00 clock to 6:00 clock, and it said the job was very dangerous, and was only for those who ''expect a little scare every now and then''.
Trixie then imagined herself being the fearless mare getting all the burglars out of the Pizza place, all the rewarding children coming to admire her bravery. Autographs and interviews! It could make up for her stupid gig as the 'Great and Powerful Trixie', but now she could prove it!
Trixie was so excited that she forgot to read the last part which stated that you only get payed 100 bucks a week.
Talk about worker's right.
It was a dark room. The lights out and the only little light there was the little lightbulb that shined over the Freddy posters which hung on the wall, posters of a talking cupcake, Freddy's friends, Freddy giving cake and stuffing them into children's mouths.
The desk was nice and dusty with spiderwebs, and two drawers on each side, and two doors on the left and right side of Trixie. The room was small and shallow.
There was a security camera computer thing, and she could see each of the rooms, it made her feel scared.
The bathrooms were dark and the whiteness of the floor looked grayer, there was Freddy Fazbear's location. The bathroom had walls of designs, none which looked beautiful.
The main hall had Bonnie standing still, almost like he had been paused from his running. With his smirking little smile.
The dining room looked more viewable, no animatronic was there, only rows of dinner tables and little chairs, with a white with black square floor. And a piano on the corner, Trixie remembered this place, it was the room where she would always eat her breakfast and dinners.
The backstage which was the farthest room from Trixie, had Chica and a few other animatronics, Chica was staring in front, not at Trixie but in front of the room, like she had been murdered.
There was the Pirate cove, a small little closet, with Foxy in it, oh Foxy, with the seemingly broken jaws, and with the big, spooky eyes.
There was an empty room with only a poster on the corner of a grey, grey, old wall, a poster of a yellow bear, almost like Freddy, it looked ghostly, and a little blurry the golden bear, almost like it was a hallucination.
The basement had a bunch of animtronic critters, almost all gathered in the same room, a animatronic chipmunk stared at the camera, along with a puppet figure.
The both cameras positioned on the left and rightside of Trixie, the closest room, was another hallway, both had no animatronics on them.
It made her feel a little spooked out, and the loneliness in the little room, she felt like prey instead of the hunter like she imagined, she felt so weak, and vulnerable.
The phone ring. Shit, why did she have to answer it? What would be there? A Freddy Fazbear customer calling the wrong pony.
She left the call. And then came the answering machine.
''Hello, hello, hello?'' The male voice said. ''Well if your here then you have made a very poor career choice, I just wanted to let you know of a few things, I was in that office before you, and as a matter of fact finishing my last week! So let's just get you through your first night, okay? This is the ''legal'' note the company would like me to say for you:
Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, where children and grownups alike share and have fun with our animatronics, our company is not responsible for death, missing children, or injuries.
Okay, so first off the animatronics can ummm, get kind of, uh, quirky at night, they kind of, umm, wonder at night with this free wondering mode, so they might be a little over the place. If they ever do see you when they're roaming the Pizzeria, they, um, hopefully would mistake you for another animatronic, hmm, I doubt that, they have the minds of five year olds, so you never, uh, know, they'll probably stuff you into an animatronic suit if they get the chance, umm, a suit filled with wires and metal gear, instantly, uh, killing you, hmm wonder how that would work, well anyway it might happen sometimes, but probably all the time, heh.
But, hey! Give these animatronics a little respect, I mean if I had to be, all day, constantly singing those same, stupid songs, and I never get a bath for years? I'd be a little irritated at night, too.
Blah, blah, blah, I know this all seems a little freaky, but I ensure there really is nothing to worry about! Just keep checking those cameras, make sure the right animatronics are in their proper place, and close those doors only if absolute emergency! Gotta save power, if you run out of your computer power by 6, let's just say everything goes dark, it's basically game over! Umm, yeah.
Talk to you tomorrow.''
Shit. This ''phone guy'' had been talking for two hours, well there goes the night, Trixie said, trying to hold her piss.
Alive? That wasn't true was it? Was this all a prank? H-How could the animatronics actually move? O-or was it dark magic?
This couldn't be. She didn't bargain in keeping herself alive for five nights from toys! She never was warned!
If you count the million times the article warned of the job being 'for those who like a little scare', Trixie wished she could bail out.
Cameras! She checked into the backstage, nothing moving, the seemingly lifeless body of Chica's normal dead kind of animatronic, not moving! Like it was supposed to.
She checked into the dark dining room, normal.
The pirate cove.
Damn that fox was fast.
She glimpsed at a few cameras, nothing seemed weird, everything was in the proper place, Foxy was missing from the Pirate Cove.
The basement was what Trixie had to keep an eye on, the bunch of animatronic bunnies and chipmunks, could easily escape, fast.
Bonnie was still seeming to run through the hallway, a stone with eyes focused on his next destination.
Freddy was cool, sure so he got his head looking in the girl's bathroom? What's weird about that?
Just one of those sexual habits. Heh, for an animatronic.
Back to the first room, the backstage where Chica was at. The toys were lined up leaning on the little box that was behind, except for Chica.
Two animatronics to find. Foxy and Chica.
The dining room now had a new guest. Chica had moved a room next, she was standing in the middle of the dining room, with a stare at the camera, a look of fear and shock, and hate.
What? So basically these animatronics freeze when the camera's on them, it must be humiliating to have the camera on you when you have decided to scratch your butt at the moment.
Chica was in the dining room, she hopefully would unfreeze her position, and try to move on, Foxy was still on the loose.
Bonnie left! She was out of the hallway! Trixie carefully clicked all the cameras, Bonnie was now in the bathroom with Freddy.
Who disappeared!
Oh no wait, he was now IN the girl's bathroom, as Trixie saw the bear's short little stub for a tail peek out from behind the door.
It had been some time now, and Trixie didn't even need to close the damn doors!
It was getting tiring now to have to watch all the animatronics do their thing, she was tired of clicking and clicking, and besides she needed to clean her piss that she pissed out when the phone guy was speaking.
This was truly embarrassing, Trixie remembered saving some paper cloth, got it out, and cleaned her seat basically she was committing suicide.
She didn't check the cameras for a minute, and she had to survive for at least one more hour! Trixie checked the cameras, Chica was moving, oh no.
Chica had now moved on from butt scratching at the dinner table, Bonnie was not in the girl's bathroom with Freddy, and Foxy was no where.
Taking a look at the closest rooms and hallways, Trixie saw the monster!
It was the chicken, staring with piercing eyes, and an open mouth with two sets of teeth, with a white shirt on in front of the camera.
The thought of death being so close freaked Trixie out, she checked more of the cameras, Foxy and Bonnie both were in the other hallway.
Trixie was cornered.
Thinking fast, she closed the doors, hoping to make the first night, she felt only a little relieved for the fact that she was still alive, considering her laziness, she considered the fact of closing the doors making her life seem calmer more than ever.
No one else was moving, Foxy was no where, and the three animatronics were surrounding her from left and right.
And her battery was running out.
She forced herself to open the right door for a little, and checked the lights, only to see nothing, a dark deep hallway.
She closed the door, not able to bear the tension of closing them, crying softly, she looked on as the lights went out, the doors opened, and Trixie looked into a world of cruelty and darkness, pitch black, the door letting in cold air.
The animatronics were on the loose and could get her, this was the end of her life, she remembered the moments that she loved, the only moments in her life that was memorable, and Trixie thought maybe her life would be better if it ended.
Ding ding ding dong.
6:00.
