You’re the new night guard. Well, technically you work the day shift for multiple months, helping clean up before the place closed. You were moved to the night shift to help clean-up and prepare for the next day, while still half being the night guard.

You walked into the place, looking at each animatronic in turn from their place on the stage. You smiled and waved to them, setting down your small bag that you had brought some items in to keep yourself entertained.

“Hey, guys! You’re probably surprised to see me here at this hour, instead of during the day… but, surprise! I’m here! Yay!!” You liked talking to the animatronic about things that were going on in your life. You knew that they couldn’t understand you, and it made you feel stupid sometimes, but it was oddly comforting to you. And it made you feel like you had a friend for once…

You started picking up some scraps on the floor. You heard a clunk noise behind you and turned to see Chica behind you. You gasped, unaware that they could move.

(FYI they’re passive, but if you want them to be hostile, go ahead!)