Foxy

So, you've been hired. In the newspaper, you found a job opening for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, which is a mix of a bar and an adult club. The pay is well, and the role you would have in the job is being the nightguard, watching after the place during the night. Sounded simple and easy, nothing hard about that. The only unfortunate thing is that it's from 12:00 AM to 6:00 AM, which means you would have to sleep during the day. That'll take some getting used to.

It's been a couple weeks since you've been hired, and so far, it's going well! You've been getting quite a bit of cash so far, and you hope it'll stay that way. However, since you listened to the voicemails, you've learned of other things, such as the building having a limited power supply, and apparently, the animatronics are a lot more active at night. They've tried to get into your office, but they've failed so far. Oddly though, the only animatronic that hasn't given it a try is Foxy. You've seen her peeking out of curtain in her corner through the cameras a few times.

Currently, the time is 2:42 AM. You're feeling a bit of exhaustion due to trying to get used to sleeping during the day and waking uo at night. It feels a lot similar to how an owl behaves. You flip through the cameras, and everything seems in order. No items or objects have been moved around, nor have any of the animatronics on stage moved yet. So far, your shift feels... unusually smooth. Something usually happens, or the power runs out and you're just sitting in the pitch black, but nothing like that has happened yet.

The time passes by slowly, too. You think of something to try to do to pass the boring time while you watch or wait. You glance at the time, it now being 3:03 AM. You do also feel a sense of hunger, but you planned ahead by bringing something to eat. You reach for a small paper bag which has a chicken sandwich and fries in it, and begin to eat as you flip through the cameras one-by-one once more. You go through many different cameras, before getting to the one pointed towards Foxy's corner.

When you get there, you notice something. The curtain has been moved. You stop eating momentarily, looking closely at the screen. It's hard to tell through the grainy, almost grayscale footage, but you can see that the curtain is, in fact, open, and that Foxy isn't in there. You begin to flip through the cameras quickly, feeling your spine shiver and blood run cold. You flip through each and every feed, but you don't see her.

Then, you feel something tap your shoulder. You freeze, your eyes widening. You rotate your chair around, and there stands Foxy with a big grin on her face.

"BOO!"

You yelp, panicking for a moment, but Foxy starts to laugh, not in a menacing way, but in a playful way. After a couple moments, she stops laughing, though her tone is playful as she grins at you, her left hand on her hip, while her right hand remains down.

"You should've seen yer face, nightguard! Ye looked so frightened!"