FSE

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Author's note: Normally I would put theses at the bottom, but I would advise you read the note at the end of the chapter. It has to do with the different endings.

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It was dark, almost pitch black. Only one door slid open, the other was far too badly damaged to open. He stayed under the desk, hoping they just didn't think to look under the desk. For a moment, everything went silent, but it didn't last. A hand grabbed his left ankle, dragging him out of his hiding place. He couldn't see what animatronic had him, it was far too dark and everything happened so quickly. The sounds of screams followed by his ankle being crushed by the robotic hand rang out throughout the darkened halls. Liam couldn't move his left foot at all, not while it was in the robot's vice like grip. The dark animatronic suddenly let out an ear-splitting scream as it reached out towards Liam's head. It was then he noticed the fingers, they were completely metallic, uncovered, as if it wasn't wearing one of the suits. Liam instinctively grabbed at the animatronic's forearms, trying to stop it from touching him. In the end, there was no way he was going to stop it from grabbing his face. He felt liquid pouring down from his neck and torso as the animatronic's fingers slid right underneath the skin of his jaw line. The mechanical fingers plunged deep into his flesh, ripping past the muscles. He could feel them underneath his skin, working their way up to his eye sockets. It was trying to rip his entire face off.

"No!"

Liam screamed as he heard his own flesh being ripped straight off his own skull. With that, everything went entirely black, until he opened his eyes. Everything was as he remembered it, the power was still on, the doors were still intact, and he was still breathing. He touched his own face for a moment, feeling droplets of sweat running down his face. He was just thankful it was sweat and not his own blood. It was just a bad nightmare, he should have realized that when the power went out. After calming himself down, he checked his watch. It was just a few minutes away from six. Just as he had calmed down, he felt something, it was like someone was watching him. He checked his cams once again, but this time something was different. "Where the fuck is Freddy?" Liam muttered as he tried to get him on the cams, but he couldn't find him at all in any of the cams. That's when he realized why he felt like he was being watched. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two white dots staring at him through the glass of the eastern window.

Liam got up out of his chair, picking up his flashlight as he did so. "I know you are there." He told the animatronic before turning on his flashlight, illuminating the bear's brown fake fur. The creepy bear animatronic then darted away almost as quickly as he was illuminated. "Sneaky bastard..." There was something very odd about all these animatronics, they all seemed to have their own personality, and their own way of trying to get him. Chica was the one exception, but of course he wasn't completely sure she wasn't planning to kill him. There was no way he was putting his life into her robotic hands any time soon.

6AM

Liam checked the cams, seeing that they were all in their usual place. There was something about Freddy he really didn't like, he got the feeling that thing had plans. Chica had left him a note, but until now, it was too dangerous to open his doors and check what it said. Opening the doors, he grabbed the note to see what it said. It was written in very messy hand writing, he guessed her hands weren't really made for writing though. The small message was hard to read with scrawly crunched up words, but he could make it out.

'Ifeel sad tooI dontlikeit here.'

Liam was starting to feel sorry for her. It couldn't be easy, stuck here, only being allowed to roam around at night. Part of him wanted to trust that animatronic, but all the others seemed to want him dead. It was a possibility that she could just be using a different method to kill him, getting in close to end him when he least expected it. Liam had no idea what she was really thinking or planning, but either way, she was still his favorite out of the lot of them. It was time to pack away all his stuff and leave. He did his usual thing, throwing away the popped bubble wrap, and giving the small dish the cupcakes came on a quick clean. Just before he left, he looked back to them all. They didn't look so scary when they weren't hunting him down. "See you all tomorrow..."

9PM

Liam was cleaning up his wrecked home. The apartment wasn't exactly pretty to begin with, but now he couldn't stand the sight of his own home. Every hole in the wall, every broken item in his house only served as a reminder of what he found in his bathroom. The police had already came in and got his statement as well as all the evidence they needed. He knew that the loan sharks wouldn't like that, but that was why he did it. That man took away something he loved. The phone abruptly put an end to his thoughts as it rang. Without even thinking, he picked it up. "Who is this?" he inquired.

"I heard you had some friends around after our visit..."

Liam's grip on the phone tightened, he could remember that deep voice anywhere. "Listen you cat killing piece of shit! If I ever see you, I swear I will fucking kill you! Let's see you try kill something that fights back, you fucking dickless coward!" he yelled down the phone. For a moment, there was silence on the phone.

"I pegged you as a pussy... I misjudged you. But tell me, how are you going to kill me without any fingers?" The loan shark replied with venomous words.

As Liam was about to reply, his brain suddenly remembered the loan shark's words. He heard that the police had been around, did they pay him a visit, or was he watching his place? Adrenaline was kicking in already, thinking he could be attacked at any moment. He felt that same feeling he got when he was at work, and that's when he said something he never thought he would say to someone so dangerous. It was like the hatred that had boiled up inside him was just exploding from his mouth. "What a fucking shitty threat! I fucking dare you to come after me you sick dick sucking cunt faced asshole!" Liam said to him before slamming the phone down and running straight for his backpack that was in the corner of the room. As soon as he reached it, he unzipped it and pulled out the claw hammer he had planned to use as a weapon against the animatronics. Now, he waited, expecting someone to kick in his front door. He waited, keeping his eye on the door, even going as far as to pull up a chair by the front door just in case they had a gun, he would be much closer to them than he was expecting. He never would have done this before he had that job at that pizza place. Ever since that first night, he felt so alive. As scared as he was of dying, knowing his life was on the line at all times gave him such a rush. He didn't just like the danger, he loved it. The thought of putting a hammer into that loan shark's skull only served as an incentive.

12AM

Everything was in place once again, fresh sheets of bubble wrap were placed outside his doors. They were a bit of a drain on his money but the early warning that it gave him was more than worth their price tag. He had shut down the doors and checked the can pointing towards the stage. Chica was already missing, and Freddy was staring right at the camera. Bonnie seemed to be a little slow tonight, but he bet he would be at the doors in no time. As soon as he heard noise coming from the kitchen, something clicked in Liam's mind. He remembered the last message she had sent him, telling him she was sad and that she didn't like it here. He could easily imagine being forced to stay in this place every single night must feel like some kind of cruel joke to them. With that in mind, he began writing another message to her. _'If I could get you out of here, would you come with me?' _Liam was curious as to what her reply would be. As soon as he was done writing it, he checked the window looking into the east hallway. Everything seemed clear, so he opened up his door and placed the notepad and pen right outside it. Not wanting to stay out here, he closed the door right back up.

1AM

Two bangs rang out on the door. Knowing exactly what that meant, Liam got up out of his chair and flashed his light through the eastern window. There was now a cupcake on top of the notepad. "Thank you Chica!" he yelled out to her before opening the door, bringing in the notepad, pen and cupcake. The cupcake was yellow this time, banana flavor. It reminded him of sweets he used to have when he was as a kid. Picking up the cupcake, he saw words written on the notepad. Chica had left a message.

'Youwould takemewith you?'

To him, it sounded as if she wanted to come with him. He knew that he couldn't possibly sneak an animatronic out of here with him, but what if she walked out? Of course he would get fired, lose his job, but he would gain a very cool and possibly very strong friend. But of course this could still be a part of her plan, but he was having doubts about that. She seemed smart, very smart, what if she wasn't like the others? Either way, he felt like she deserved an honest reply. _'Sure, as long as you don't hurt me.' _He wrote to her before then checking the eastern window, and putting the notepad and pen out for her. Once the door was closed, he turned his attention to the delicious cupcake she had brought him. It was a shame that he wasn't that hungry otherwise he would have devoured it within seconds. A few minutes passed, but the cupcake was only half eaten. He was about to take another bite, but the sound of popping bubble wrap stopped him. There was someone out there again. He checked the cams, seeing foxy peering out of the curtains, Freddy still on stage, and Bonnie back stage. Another minute passed before two loud bangs rang out once again.

"Back already Chica?" He asked as he flashed his light through the eastern window, seeing the notepad in a slightly different position. Liam guessed she must like speaking to him, or at least be interested in him. It didn't take him long to recover the notepad and pen. Almost immediately after closing the door, he read what she had wrote.

'Iwouldnthurt you. I like you.'

A smile slowly formed after reading those words. He never thought he would be happy to think that an animatronic liked him. This whole situation was very strange, surreal even. This was his fourth night here, and he still wasn't completely sure what was going on here, but he liked it, whatever it was. 'I like you too, Chica.' Liam wrote back to her. He had to admit, he did like the big yellow animatronic. There was just something about her that seemed different. The notepad and pen was placed outside the door again. He then locked the door down again, and soon after heard the familiar sound of popping bubble wrap outside his door. After another minute, two loud bangs rang out on his door. He did his usual thing, check the window, open door, retrieve message, then close the door. He then took the time to read what the seemingly friendly animatronic wrote.

'What isyourname?'

Liam didn't wait to write his reply, it was a simple enough question which he then answered. Their entire conversation with each other took place on one page so far. He wondered how many pages they would fill out by the end of the night. 'My name is Liam.' He wrote before repeating the cycle of placing the notepad outside his door and waiting for her reply. He quickly checked his cams for the rest of the animatronics as he heard the bubble wrap popping as Chica made her way back to the notepad. He doubted that the bubble wrap outside that door was going to serve as much of a warning anymore. Every time she took a step on the sheet of the bubble wrap, he started to hear less of that popping sound that warned him someone was there. Two loud bangs rang out once again, time to repeat the cycle again. He recovered the notepad, and as soon as he read what she had wrote, he couldn't stop himself from smiling.

'Ilike yourname.'

Liam then got an idea. Seeing as they were communicating, he wanted to get a closer look at her while she was still active. _'Can you come to the window? I want to look at you a little closer.' _He hoped she would come closer, he hasn't really seen her up close before. Liam quickly left the message outside and closed the door, waiting for her response. Not long after he closed the door, he heard her walking towards the door. Liam waited for her to bang on the door, but a few minutes passed and there was no bang. It was like she was thinking, or maybe she just didn't know what to say back to him. He waited a few more minutes and eventually, he heard that familiar banging sound. Again he brought the notepad back in, reading it almost as soon as he had his hands on it. The reply on the notepad surprised him.

'Idontwant to scareyou.'

Was that why he very rarely saw her through the windows? He wasn't scared of her, it was the others he was worried about. Bonnie and Foxy were defiantly hostile towards him, and Freddy just outright creeped him out. 'You don't scare me.' Liam wrote before leaving the pen and paper outside the door, and waited for her reply. He heard only a few pops as Chica walked towards the door. This time instead of loud bangs at the door, he heard a light tapping sound at the window. He picked up his flashlight and turned it on, shining the light directly at the yellow animatronic through the window. She was big, it wasn't hard to imagine her being stronger than a normal person. Her skin seemed to be some kind of yellow furry fabric, it looked as if it would be soft to touch. One thing he didn't notice before was her bright magenta eyes. Her eyes reminded him of the cupcakes with the little faces on them. The orange beak on her face seemed to be made out of some kind of tough shiny plastic, or perhaps even metal with a plastic coating. The guard then noticed something strange about her mouth, there appeared to be extra teeth right at the very back of her mouth, although it wasn't noticeable in the dark. Another thing he hadn't noticed before was the tiny pizza shapes on her white bib. Liam also spotted the gaps in her suit, seeing the metal joints through the cracks. He moved so close to the window, looking over every little feature she had before then smiling. "See, I am not afraid," he replied to her, unaware that she was looking over him too.

Her magenta eyes gazed straight into Liam's. She noticed his inner part of his iris was green but the outer apart of his iris looked slightly blue. His lower lip was thicker than his thin upper lip. His skin looked wet, sweaty, as if it was really hot in that little office of his. The tie he wore was loose, and his shirt looked a little damp especially around his arm pits. His hair was blond and looked really short especially around the sides. She couldn't help but notice that he looked different, he had light beard after not shaving for a few days. Not only that but the dark circles under his eyes seemed a little more apparent. In the room, she spotted a bright yellow hard hat. It made her wonder what he was doing in there. Her eyes then darted to his arms, noticing the thin hairs that were on them. Eventually she looked back up to his face, seeing the human smiling at her. He didn't look afraid at all which surprised her.

"Can you speak?" he asked her, knowing that Bonnie could screech, Foxy could sing whenever he had his camera on pirate cove, and he could have sworn he heard someone laughing in a deep booming voice. Liam guessed they must all have some kind of voice box built into them.

"Yes," she replied in a rather timid feminine, and somewhat robotic tone of voice.

Liam wasn't expecting such a shy voice to come out of what could be a deadly killing machine. "I like your voice," he honestly told her before seeing her mechanical mouth opening a little. Was that her way of smiling?

"You're really not afraid of me?" Chica asked as she started to gain a little more confidence.

"Not afraid of you, but I don't trust your friends at all. Not after Bonnie ripped out my hair and Foxy almost pounced on me," Liam responded before then turning around, showing her the bald spot at the back of his head.

"I wouldn't hurt you," she told him.

Liam turned back around to face her. He wasn't so sure if he should really believe her words, after all this could still be her elaborate plan to stuff him inside one of those costumes. "How do I know that you don't want me dead?" he questioned her, looking straight into her magenta eyes.

Chica looked a little hurt, as if she was upset that he would think she might hurt him. She could understand why he would be careful around her kind. "I wouldn't lie to you. You said you would take me away if I didn't hurt you...did you mean it?" she asked him as a hint of fear crept into her voice.

Liam suddenly realized what she might want. Maybe she was being nice to him because he was her only ticket out of here? He wasn't sure what to really think anymore. "Yes but how do I know that you won't kill me as soon as I open the door?" he replied to her.

"I won't hurt you... I like you... You said you weren't afraid of me... Did you lie to me?" she reminded him almost painfully, it sounded like her heart was breaking.

Liam couldn't stand to hear her sad, it felt like listening to a sack of kittens being beaten. He knew there was only one way to prove that he wasn't afraid of her, but if she was hostile, then it could be the end for him. He looked to the door button, and reached out to it. His finger tips were brushing against it as he prepared himself for whatever was to come.

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Author's note: This is the part where you get to decide what path this story takes. You will get two options.

Ending A: Shut her out.

Ending B: Let her in.

Both of these chapters will be released at the same time tomorrow. I have only just finished writing the last chapter. I would advise you choose very carefully as this small choice changes a lot. Thank you all for the awesome reviews and views again! :)