"You stay right here Willow. I'll be right back in just a few minutes."

"Okay Daddy. Love you." Willow giggled and smiled up at her father, the two sharing kisses on the cheeks before the older man left, leaving the little red headed girl in the security office by herself. She just smiled more and hopped up into the chair her father always sat in, flipping through the screens with interest on her face. She had always loved coming to her father's work, but never before had she been here when no one else was. It was strangely quiet and so different from the normal sounds of children laughing and music playing.

The little girl continued to flip through the camera, pretending as though she were the security guard and not her father. She loved playing make believe and this was just another instance that she was putting her imagination to work. She hummed to herself, pressing the buttons, when she saw something that made her stop and look at the screen closer. One of the animatronics on the strange were missing, causing her to tilt her head to the side in confusion, "Where's Bonnie?"

She began pressing more buttons and unable to find the bunny, turned back to the screen that showed the stage, her eyes widening at the site that now the chicken was gone, "Huh? Chica?" She continued to switch cameras and every time she caught a glimpse of them in the cameras in different rooms, the camera would just go out until they were gone from sight again. Noises could now be heard. Noises that frightened her. Dark laughter. Heavy metal clanging. And finally, in her fear, the child went to turn on the light, seeing a frightening sight. Bonnie was at the door. A scream escaped the six year old girl and she turned, running for the other door, though, stepping into the hall, it was clear to see that Chica was there was well. The now crying and whimpering child slowly backed into the room, only to back straight into Freddy and an older animatronic named Buddy. She looked at them all, wide eyed as they crept closer, "Please....please....I want my Daddy.....please don't hurt me...." Then, Buddy grabbed her, dragging her out of the room and toward the storage closet as she struggled against his grasp, "No! Please! Daddy! DADDY!" Her last few moment were full of pain, screaming, blood, and the sight of what had been her favorite animatronic from Buddy Beagle's Pizza; Foxy.

That was twenty seven years ago. And this was no longer Buddy's. No, Buddy had long since been gone. Now this was Freddy's Pizza. And many things had changed.

She no longer thought of herself as Willow. In fact, that name had been forgotten by her. If anyone asked her who she was, she would reply simply by saying 'Foxy', named after the red fox she controlled if she wanted to get something done. The same fox she had been painfully stuffed into that night of her death.

Her father no longer worked here. Every week or so they got a new security guard, though, they all either left or...well...they died. Foxy watched every night as the others went after the poor men who had done nothing wrong but pick the wrong place to work. Freddy, Bonnie, and Chika didn't care about that though. Those men were security guards, so in their eyes, those men were evil. Foxy didn't think that though. To her, her father had been a kind and gentle man. But, even if he had harmed these other children, these other security guards hadn't and there was no reason to kill them. That was why she always tried to stop them. They had hated her from the very beginning, but after she started trying to warn the guards, they couldn't stand her and had destroyed her animatronic so she had to be put away.

But, being behind that curtain didn't bother her. In fact, she liked it. She was alone and away from the others, just like she wanted. While the other ghosts roamed about the restaurant day and night(without their animatronics during the day and with them at night), she stayed secluded behind her curtain, only peaking out every once and a while.

And that's what she did now. The restaurant was closed for the night, though the new guard, who she remembered faintly working here before being chosen as a guard, wasn't there yet and their animatronics weren't in roaming mode yet. She didn't push the curtain aside, but she merely looked between the small space open to see the other children, all one stage next to their characters, ready to go. This was going to be a long night.

"Almost midnight. He better get here soon." Jamie stated as he stood in front of Freddy, tapping his foot impatiently before disappearing and reappearing on the floor in front of the stage, "When he does get here, we need to start about three. Make him think everything is calm and surprise him. We'll get him tonight for sure."

Looking up, the boy saw the youngest of the four, her being two years younger than himself, peaking at them from behind the curtain and with that, glared at the girl with a rather cold look, "You better stay behind that curtain! You mess this up for us and we'll have at you again!" He heard the girl yelp and back further into her curtain, out of sight from them. She would easily know he wasn't bluffing. While the four of them couldn't touch things that were alive or solid(unless it was using the animatronic to do so), they sure could touch each other and they had harmed her many times before for getting in their way.

As soon as she was hidden in her place again, all of them could hear the door to the restaurant open and disappeared from view, keeping out the sight of the humans for now. At least until later. Much to they're surprise, the guard wasn't alone. No, in after him walked two others. They were all laughing and joking about how scary this place really was at night. They had no idea what they were getting in to, which would be more fun for Jamie and the two others. More people to kill was always a good way to get their anger out.

"Told you this place would be creepy. It's the perfect setting for our project." Jackson grinned at his two friends, elbowing the female friend in the side he walked in, over to the animatronics, "Don't get too scared. I bet they sense fear." He teased with a laugh a they walked down the hall.

When they got in there, he looked at the cameras. It wasn't midnight yet and so the main power was still on, but once midnight hit they would shut up, leaving them with the generator for power. He flipped the camera tot he back room, "Look at all of these suits. Creeepy." He commented plopping down in to a nearby chair int eh office, while the others found their own places to sit, on the couch or in one of the many chairs to the side. Jackson grinned, looking at the other two, specifically their friend who was the guard, and leaned forward, "So spill. There's gotta be some creepy stories about this place we can use for our project."

Matty sat on the edge of the stage where he waited with the other children, swinging his little legs as he sat at the feet of the large pink rabbit where years ago his body has been stuffed. He was excited to have another new toy to play with. It was always so fun playing with them...

"We gotta try not to break this one so fast."he said innocently to the older boy. "It's no fun when they break right away."

He turned large eyes to the fourth child, the eldest of them all. Nyssa was standing beside the yellow chicken animatronic she controlled, dark hair falling around her and concealing her face. As usual, she seemed to be ignoring the other children, but even from here he could hear her muttering to herself. He couldn't make everything out, but it wasn't hard to notice the phrase "pretty birdy..." If Matty were honest, Nyssa had airways creeped him out, even during the brief time he'd known her while alive.

Alice walked into the closed pizza place with her two classmates, casting her dark eyes around. This place seemed innocent enough from the outside, but now that she was inside...

"I have a bad feeling about this place..."she whispered, an involuntary shiver running down her spine.

"There's nothing to worry about." Mike assured her, already starting down the hall toward the security office. Once inside, he took his designated seat near the monitors. He shrugged at his classmates question.

"I haven't had a chance to do much digging. But there is one rumour the other employees like to talk about. Something about a bunch of kids going missing years back..."

"Kids?"Alice questioned with a frown. Mike nodded.

"Yeah. Over a three or four year period, five kids just up and vanished while they were here. No one knows what happened to them. There was a security guard arrested under suspicion, but they didn't have the evidence to convict him."

Cassie sighed as she ran a hand through her hair, sitting in the front office, going through some of the paper work. They had quite a few parties this week and apparently her manager decided to put her on the scheduling and planning for all of the events. Fun. It seemed whatever job was harder that week she would get moved to, always being shifted from waitress, to planner, and sometimes cook. She never complained though. Despite what anyone did or what rumors floated about, she loved this place. It was full of childhood memories for her and to work at this place was a lot of fun for her because she could see children experiencing the same fun she had all those years ago.

Hearing the door to the restaurant open, she looked up confused and checked the watch she had on her wrist, blinking in surprise at the time. It was 11:45. Fifteen minutes before the power automatically would cut off, leaving the power to the limited generator. She was shocked she had stayed this late working on these things. But at the same time, subconsciously, she had a feeling she had wanted to stay this late. And it was all because of Mike. He had been working here with her before he took this new job as the night guard and in working with him, Cassie had indeed developed a crush on him. Maybe even loved him. And from how the door had opened, she was sure it was him.

Standing up, she went to put all of the paper work back into the file cabinets before moving to walk out of the office. She could always get to those tomorrow. After all, she was ahead already from all the work she had just done in staying so late. She opened the door to see he had already walked back to the security room and smiled slightly, thinking this would be a good time to just pop in and say hi possibly. Maybe even talk a little bit. She walked out into the main party room, glancing over at the lit stage as she did, smiling at the animatronics. They held so many fun memories for her and she couldn't help but step up onto the stage, checking them over. Seeing Bonnie's bow the was crocked, she fixed it, humming slightly to herself, before she did the same to the other two, fixing Freddie's hate and Chica's bib, "There you guys go. That's a little better. Maybe tomorrow I'll clean you guys up a bit."

Smiling sweetly at them all, she turned and made her way off the stage. This was a rather normal routine for her if she worked late, which was often. No one else paid any attention to the appearance or cared about the animatronics, so she figured she would. She had yet to really clean them though, from lack of time. Now that she was ahead in her work though, maybe she could tomorrow.

Her smiled stayed on her face as she moved to the security room, but, much to her surprise, when she walked down there and poked her head into the office, it was not just hi there, but two others as well. Still, the surprise was momentarily and she jut gave a bright smile, waving, "Hi!" It seemed though ,with this, she had been too energetic, because all of them nearly jumped out of their skins. She blinked innocently before giving a sheepish smile, "Opps. Sorry I scared ya. I was just popping in to say hi." Stepping into the office, she looked over to the security screens, "I was working on some of that paper work in the office. Its a real killer." Laughing quietly to herself, she looked back at Mike, doing her best to not stumble over her words, a slight pink rising to her cheeks as she smiled cutely at him, "You think your going to enjoy the night shift better?"

The girls affects to the animatronics did nothing for Jamie. She was just another worker. A staff who could care less about this place in his eyes, just as all the others were. Just as their murder was. When the younger boy spoke, he looked over to hi, raising an eyebrow at his comment. It was clear this boy was, and had been since he knew him in death, deliorious, thinking the humans were 'toys'. But, Jamie ddn't mind. It made it all the more easy to get hi to do what he wanted and manipulate him. After the guard and the two fiends had walked to the back, he nodded, watching the staff girl go down that way as well, "There are a lot of them. I think if one breaks it won't be so bad. There will always be more toys, Matty."

Foxy was scared. Nervous. The security guard had come in, and he had brought some friends. They were all so calm and obviously had no idea what kind of danger they were in, which made her fear for their lives all the more. She stayed behind her curtain though, curled up against the fox's side. In death, this big fox animatronic was the only comfort she got. Was the only thing she could talk to, though it never talked back back of course. When she seemed to sense the security room in a slight yet quick panic(caused unknown to her by Cassie's enthusiastic outburst) in the room down the halls, and felt the camera hadn't switched in a while, as it hadn't been on Pirate Cove, she looked up at the fox worriedly, as if he would say or do something to comfort her, and as if he were a real being, she spoke quietly to him, "Foxy, will you pull back the curtain a little? Please?"

Then, she made the fox do just that, his hook hand pulling it back ever so slightly, making his worn down animatronic face poke out from behind the curtain and a the same time, the little girl, unseen to anyone but the other ghosts, peaked out as well, watching the camera to see if they were checking the cameras. If they didn't a few hours, she knew she would have to try and make a run for the office to see if they were okay. That is, if the other ghosts didn't stop her first.

Matty couldn't help giving a pleased little clap of his hands.

"Yay! We've never had so many toys to play with in one night before! This is gonna be fun!"

Nyssa observed the humans with dark, normally vacant eyes. She didn't hold the same level of hostility as Jamie did toward the employees of this place. That wasn't to say she didn't have a "healthy" amount of ghostly hostility, but her anger wasn't roused by Freddy's employees, but rather men in general. This girl...she had to admit she felt a certain amount of gratitude for the apparent care she took of their animatronics.

Mike had to take a few moments to recover from the mini heart attack he had suffered at his co-worker's arrival. Once he'd calmed his racing heart, he gave her a small smile.

"Scared the crap outta me, Cass. Had no idea you could be so sneaky. Oh!"he gestured to the other two crowded into the office. "This is Alice and Jackson, two of my classmates. Guys, this is Cassie. She's one of my co-workers."

"Nice to meet you."Alice smiled in response.

"I'll have to give it a try for a couple days before I can say for sure."he shrugged at her question, beginning to flip through the monitors. He frowned when the feed to Pirate Cove came up. "Huh, that's weird... Hey, Cass, was the curtain on Pirate Cove open earlier?"

Cassie smiled brightly when Mike was so open to speak to her about his friends and such a normally at work he was always so with drawn. At least, with all their other co-workers he was like that. With how upbeat Cassie was though, she always managed to get him talking to her, "It's nice to meet you both as well." She said, giving another short wave before she walked into the office now, taking a seat on the floor, smiling brightly, "So...what are you all doing in here so late?" It was surprising that he had brought people with him to his night shift, especially since his shift was from midnight until six in the morning.

"We're working on writing a really cool story for out lit class at college." Jackson, who had been pretty quiet other than a small hi to the blonde, busy writing down what Mike had said before he looked up at this girl, "How long have you been working here?"

"Me?" Cassie asked, pointing to herself before thinking a moment, "Well...lets see...I started working here right after high school, so.....close to two years?" She looked back to him, "Why?"

"What stories have you heard about this place while you've been here? Or maybe you've experienced some creepy stuff yourself?"

Frowning slightly, the young woman seemed to hesitates on those questions, "Well....you know how rumors are. They.....they spread and get stretched. I don't even know if any of them are true. But......there is one that just kind of......it sends shivers up my spine every time I hear about it."

Taking a deep breath, she continued, "There's an old storied rumor that there might be the bodies of five children hidden somewhere in the restaurant. You see, quite a few years back. Maybe....I don't know....fifteen years ago, children started vanishing, one by one. And they all had something in common. Freddy's. They all disappeared while they were here or after coming here. Yet, even thought he whole place was searched, no evidence could be found, including the bodies. It wasn't until the last little girl went missing while with her father who was a night guard was working that night, was on duty. His ex-wife caused this huge uproar and had him arrested, the murders being linked to him, but because there was no evidence he couldn't be convicted. They say he hid them somewhere here in the restaurant and that sometimes, after the man power shuts off, you can even see their ghosts."

She shivered, "Creepy huh? I never stay long enough to see the place with just the generator running, but I can bet you it is SUPER scary."

Jackson was quick writing all this down as Mike spoke to Cassie, asking about Foxy.

Cassie raised an eyebrow, walking over to the screen to look at the Foxy animatronic peaking out through the curtain, "Hmmm...maybe. You know how those kids are. You have to practically pry them from a restrictive area. Maybe one of the tried to get a look at Foxy earlier. Or maybe our manager was looking at him for some reason." She shrugged, giving a smile, "Or maybe he just wanted to say hi." She joked with a small laugh.

While Cassie had been going over the story, Alice had pulled her laptop from her bag. She opened her search engine to see if she could get any more concrete details on the story. It didn't take long for her to find what she needed.

"Yeah, there are news stories about it."she said, looking to Jackson. "The disappearances were spread out over three years, so even now since there's never been a conviction, authorities aren't entirely sure if they're connected. The apparent victims were Jamie Smith, age 8, Nyssa White, age 8, (leaving this space blank in case we come up with details later for the fifth child), Matthew Chambers, age 6, and Willow Parker, age 6."

Mike shivered at Cassie's last statement. If he were honest, the animatronics had always kinda creeped him out. When his parents used to bring him here as a kid, both the animatronics and the employees dressed in suits as the characters had always made him uneasy. Once his parents had had to take him home crying because an employee in a Freddy costume had tried to hug him, only terrifying him in the process. He had probably been about two or three at the time...

(Was halfway through writing that as just a random encounter with a random employee when I realized the fifteen year timeline allowed me to make him an almost victim without realizing it XD)