"Shit shit shit shit shit" you cursed to yourself, jogging frantically through Rockstar Row.

Your co-worker called you to Chica's room, and for you to get here immediately. She said something about Chica having a heated argument with Roxy. You knew how argumentative and riled up Roxy can get, and you knew this wasn't gonna turn out well.

You slowed down your jogging into a swift walk, making your way to Chica's green room. There were about 10 kids crowded around her window, staring intently at her and Roxy going at each other.

Stopping behind the crowd, you cleared your throat loudly, making all their heads snap simultaneously towards you.
"Hey kiddo's! My buddy's Chica and Roxy aren't feeling too well right now, how about we give them some space and come back later?" you exclaimed kindly, plastering a smile on your face.

They all whined in almost unison. Making them come away from this scene was not gonna be easy, so, you improvised.

"I hear that Freddy is giving out free party passes to kids who are extra good!" you lied. All their faces lit up, and you have never seen them all run so fast away from the two stars.

You didn't wanna drag Freddy into this, but it was the first idea you could come up with. You bet he was gonna be so confused when a crowd of little kids are begging him for a free party pass. You shrugged, you can explain it all to him later.

When they were all out of sight, you sighed, clutching your Security Pass and scanning it on Chica's green room door, allowing you access inside. You grimaced as their loud animatronic voices entered your ears, the argument becoming more heated.

"Ladiesss, ladies" you exclaimed loudly, standing in between the two, slowly separating them from each other. They both immediately shut up, but they were glaring daggers at each other, arms folded.

"What the hell is going on in here?" you scolded, placing your hands on your hips.

"She ate my favourite guitar pick!" Chica fumed, pointing at Roxy.

"Yeah, only because you're always using up my favourite lipstick!" Roxy shot back. "It wouldn't be much of an issue if you didn't have such a fat fucking beak."

Chica gasped, and you snapped your head to Roxy, mouth agape in shock "Your not even programmed to cuss! Where did you learn that?" you commanded.

Roxy scratched the back of her ear awkwardly. "Well..you"

Now you felt awkward. "Well, forget I ever said that, m'kay?" you ordered. She nodded slowly.

"Now" you started. "How can we resolve these issues?"

"Well, my guitar pick isn't just miraculously appear, is it?" Chica jeered. "Hey!" you snapped, pointing a finger at her. She looked at the floor guiltily, muttering a "Sorry". Then you lowered your hand, sighing "I'll buy you another one, okay? What colour was it?" you hummed.

Chica's face lit up "Baby pink." she stated, then you turned to Roxy. "What kind of lipstick do you have?" She picked it up from Chica's vanity and passed it to you. You inspected it, then opened it, rolling it up. It sure didn't have much left at all. "I'll buy you another one of these, too" you said. You're really sacrificing everything for these damn animatronics.

Both of them squealed happily, and sandwiched you in a hug. "Thank you thank you thank youuuu!"

They let go of you once they realised you were struggling to breathe. "It's no problem guys, you know I love you" you said softly. "We love you too!" they gushed in unison.

"You're the best, Y/N" Roxy complimented, and you thought you were gonna have a heart attack. Roxy complimenting someone else? Your moment was soon over, as she widened her eyes.

"I nearly forgot who I was then, I mean, not the bestest than me" she bragged. "No offence. I still love you"

You chuckled "None taken"

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie on your belt spoke, one of your co-workers calling for you. Again.

"Well, duty calls" you shrugged "I'll catch you both later" you saluted as you backed towards the door. They waved at you, calling "Bye Y/N!" You waved timidly, then left the room.

Checking the time, it was 10:42pm. The Pizzaplex closed at midnight, and also the time when you could clock out and go home. You worked as maintenance on the animatronics, making sure they were always stable and working amongst their code before shows, making sure they were fit to entertain kids, etc. But most of the time, you feel like their therapist. You always solve their issues, give them advice, split up arguments. But they adored you. They admitted to you that they prefer you over anyone. You weren't gonna lie, you did really love them.

You stopped your walking in the middle of Rockstar Row, taking off your security cap and running a hand through your hair, tugging gently on the strands. You noticed your mom does that a lot, and it you now had slowly started copying her actions ever since you started this job about 6 months ago.

Flipping your cap back on, you rubbed your eyelids, trying to rub away the fatigued-ness that suddenly dawned on you, until someone collided with you.

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A/N

woop woop first chapter! opinions?

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BTW, the uniform is the same as Vanessa's in the game, but instead you have short sleeves on your shirt and not long sleeves.

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