ne'er–do–wells of the night watch.

The guards awoke in a very uncomfortable position, but nevertheless their noses were filled the an amazing, familiar smell of breakfast.

“BACON!” Mike yelled, standing up of the ground of the dark room and ran to the only source of light and slammed into the door, expecting it to open. It did not and Mike smashed his face off of a big metal door.

Everyone was up by now and chuckled a bit at Mike.

Looking around they guessed they were in jail. But Jeremy and Scott had no idea. “Well. were in horse-jail now.” Fritz started. “The roof is too low and the bed is way too small.” He finished, sitting on the tiny bed.

“This is smaller than the office I worked in…” Mike said, crossing his arms and sitting down against a wall across from the door. All the guards followed and sat along with Mike. Waiting for the door to op-

Click!

The lock turned on the door, and it swung open, revealing 2 weird ponies in dark blue, almost purple armour and eyes of a snake… Or even a bat. Their wings were also pretty reflective and to back up the ‘bat eyes’ fact, the wings looked like bat wings.

“You're presence is requested at the throne room.” They in unison with no emotion.

“And where is that?” Scott asked the 2 ponies. Though they may be half of their size, they had spears and could probably take down Mike if they really wanted. And that's not an easy feat. Vincent tried to kill Mike after he found out that he survived the ‘Bite of 87’ and decided he would finish the job himself. He failed, Mike was moved to the day shift and lived happily ever after.

“Just follow us.” The two ponies said, and stared walking to the throne room with the guards following them.

“Hey… Where did Chris go?” Jeremy asked, looking around.

“I dunno. He's probably Jesus or something.” Mike said, Chris never beloved that the animatronics would try to kill him, but he was a pretty chill guy. Or girl. Mike never understood that. He even helped Mike try to convince Jeremy not to work at the pizzeria.

Eventually they came across a large golden door, that the 2 bat-ponies promptly stopped at and caused all the guards to trip on each-other. One of the night guards (who was way better than any other night guards in the vicinity cough cough cough) knocked on the door and received a soft “Come in.” From the Princess on the other side of the door. The guards opened up the door and the night watched walked inside to the middle of a once almost apocalyptic debate, probably about them.

There were around 40 or 30 different types of fancy snot-nosed fancy fart in the room. Around 20 guard ponies were in a position ready to strike if the humans decided to kill everyone. They had no reason to do so, because they… Still had their guns? Did the ponies not consider a gun a weapon? Well, they didn't have guns due to what the guards have seen.

All eyes were drawn of the guards.

All screams were drawn because of the guards.

The fancy ponies screamed for their lives and ran out of the room and knocked over the guards, human and pony, in the process.

Once the night watchmen and royal guards got up, they looked around. Mike looked over to the huge thrones and melted.

‘NO MIKE BE STRONG FOR DOLL.’ He though as he stood up again and simply, waved at Princess Luna. She responded with a raised eyebrow and confusion.

The Princesses got off their respective thrones and walked down to the guards to address them about their jobs.

Celestia looked and examined the guards, they were about the size in-between he and Luna. She looked down at the sheet of paper she had written their names down on and said their names as she looked at them.

“Jeremy Fitzgerald.” She said, and Jeremy got nervous thinking he was being the only person to be talked to, until the princess looked away.

“Mike Schmidt.” Mike coughed and looked at the princess.

“Fritz Smith.” Fritz just looked down, hoping to not get noticed even tho he was being looked at by everyone.

“Vincent..?” She said, on his employee file his last name was scratched out along with Scott’s. He emitted a dark wave of energy and put on his creepiest smile. Fortunately, the file also stated he was scared of needles. So she grabbed one off of a nearby table and held it up to his face with magic. He stopped smiling and started to shake.

“Scott.” She said, looking at the guy with a phone for a head. “Hello.” He responded, being the only guard to use words in a reaction.

She then stepped back and addressed all of them.

“You will return to you’re jobs at ‘Freddy Fazbears Pizza’” she started, gaining a look of horror from everyone there. “But, you will be monitored by a small group of Royal Guards who are currently outside the building.” Celestia finished, handing them a map with a highlighted wrote to the building.

The guards all looked to each other, then back to Celestia.

“What, uh… Year is it?” Scott with a severe hope she wouldn’t say-

“Currently, 1987.” Celestia turned away and started to walk back to her throne. “You start tonight so, you might want to clean up if you're going to open you're ‘restaurant’ soon.”

The guards gulped and turned to the doors.

Time to get to work.

Authors note:

I need 3 or so OCs for the Royal Guards that will be monitoring the building and guards if I don’t have any, I'll just make my own. I also need to know which pizzeria will be the one they work at, I was thinking that I would use the one from the first game, because you know… Giant metal doors are a better way of blocking anything. And a Freddy mask cant be used against ponies for privacy.

P.S, if anyone wants, I'll need a co-author for working on chapters when I cant. If you're going to ask, please have a story in advance so I can read it see if whoever story I'm reading has a high enough writing level to co-write. (Not that my stories are any better.)