Notes: I am ignoring the theory of 'Purple Guy' and 'Phone Guy' being the same person. This is my first attempt at a FNAF fanfiction and useful critique will always be welcomed.

It was the beginning of November when Crystal stepped into Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria for her new job as a waitress. She needed the extra money because Christmas wasn't too far away and was excited to get started. She made her way to the gaggle of waitresses that were huddled by the kitchen door.

"Hey, I'm Jasmine," one said as she held a hand out to Crystal "I'll give you a quick tour of the place and give you the uniform."

"OK," Crystal nodded as she followed her, looking around with a soft smile.

The animatronics on stage looked a little bit creepy but she might get used to it. Heck, the children around the stage seemed to like them so perhaps they weren't so bad.

"So Scott will fill you in your first night Sunday, OK?" a security guard said as he cut in front of the waitresses and glanced at them "Oh hey there, ladies."

"Vincent, what are you doing here?" Jasmine blinked "I thought you worked the night shift?"

"Yeah, well, something cropped up and they let me take the day shift," Vincent shrugged "Is this Susan's replacement then?"

"Yeah, this is Crystal," Jasmine introduced "Crystal, this is Vincent. He's a security guard although not one of the reliable ones."

"I'm good enough to have been employed," Vincent folded his arms "So Crystal, scared of those animatronics yet? It's why Susan left."

"Well, they're…"

Crystal glanced at Toy Bonnie discretely then shrugged.

"…charming."

The man beside Vincent snorted and Vincent rolled his eyes with a smirk.

"And this here is Jeremy, he's taking the night shift," he introduced.

"Nice to meet you," Jasmine waved "May God have mercy on your soul."

"Um, what?" Jeremy frowned and Vincent laughed, slapping him on the back then muttering something about work whilst ushering him out.

Crystal looked up at Jasmine who shrugged innocently.

"I wouldn't want to be in that little office in the dark whilst those animatronics wander around," she said and Crystal blinked.

"Why do they wander around?" she asked and Jasmine shrugged again.

"Something about their servos locking up, I don't know, techy stuff," she dismissed "So, let me get you your uniform, oh my God, you're going to be so adorable!"

Crystal smiled as she followed Jasmine but not before turning to glance at Vincent who was waving Jeremy goodbye. He then turned and smiled when he caught her eye, making her blush and disappear around the corner with Jasmine.

"Um, why do we have a security guard in the day time?" Crystal asked as Jasmine handed her a package in the backroom.

"Well since what happened in the last restaurant, we need more security," Jasmine shrugged.

"The last restaurant?"

Jasmine turned to her with wide eyes and tilted her head.

"You don't know?" she asked "You haven't read it in the newspapers or anything?"

"Why? What happened?" Crystal squeaked as she felt her neck sweat a little.

"The missing children incident, didn't you hear about it?" Jasmine asked.

"Um, uh…" Crystal bit her lip "That one where five children disappeared from a restaurant?"

Her eyes widened.

"The last Freddy Fazbear's was the restaurant?!"

"Now, now, Jasmine, there's no need to tarnish the company's name," Vincent sighed as he entered the backroom, shaking his head "What's past is past now after all and we all learn from our mistakes."

Crystal looked up as the security guard gave her a lopsided smile.

"So, first day on the job, better not run off screaming like Susan," he said as Jasmine rolled her eyes.

"Why, what happened with Susan?" Crystal asked and Jasmine snorted.

"She ran out when the restaurant opened a couple of weeks back, she saw one of the dismantled animatronics and something spooked her," the other waitress explained.

"Oh my," Crystal covered her mouth.

"Probably the smell," another waitress wandered in "Jasmine, your break is over so get your ass back out there."

Jasmine sighed as she took her tray and wandered out whilst the waitress smiled holding her hand out to Crystal.

"Grace, nice to meet ya," Grace said as Crystal shook it "What are you doing here talking about creepy stories of animatronics and disappearing children? You want her to do a Susan?"

"Hey, she asked for a history lesson," Vincent shrugged.

"I just asked a couple of questions," Crystal glared at him who just laughed and ruffled her hair.

"Seriously, just get out there and do your job," Grace sighed as she began waving Vincent out of the backroom and sighing.

"…He's nice," Crystal raised her eyebrows with a weak smile and Grace laughed.

"Yeah, he's got that charming aura," Grace sighed as she placed her hands on her hips with a wry smile "But I don't know…there's just something that gives me the chills about him. Maybe it's because he's a little older than us and has a history with the company."

Crystal just shrugged whilst hugging the package to her chest.

"Hey, how was your first day, huh?" Vincent asked as he intercepted Crystal by the doors.

"Huh?" Crystal blinked and shrugged "Uh, well, not bad, not bad…"

"But…?" the security guard prompted and the teen sighed.

"There's this thing…in the children's area…"

"Oh, Mangle," Vincent sighed as he nodded "Yeah, the kids just keep on tearing it apart so they made it a pull apart and put back together thing."

"How horrible," Crystal grimaced.

"Yeah, but it's just an animatronic," Vincent shrugged "Not like it has feelings."

Crystal turned when her head when she heard a car horn sound and saw her father in the car in the parking lot.

"I need to go, that's my dad," she explained as she swung her bag over her shoulder.

"You sure look good in that uniform," Vincent smirked and she hit his arm.

"Pedo!"

"Well, I like them young," Vincent laughed.

"Urgh, Grace is right, you shouldn't be working here," Crystal huffed and the man simply laughed more when she stormed out towards the car.

Vincent's smile darkened somewhat but Crystal just shook it off as her overactive imagination before hopping into the passenger seat.

"Who's he?" her father asked and she shrugged dismissively.

"Co-worker," she said "He's a security guard."

She smiled warmly when Vincent waved her goodbye as her father started the engine and began driving off.

"I know you hate it when I tell you things like this," he muttered "But I don't know if you should get too chummy with him."

"It's fine, it's not like he'll hurt me in broad daylight with witnesses everywhere," Crystal sighed.

"Hn…"

Crystal's father remained silent as he remembered the dark smile that had graced the security guard's face but didn't comment.

In the next chapter…

"So why do the old animatronics smell so…rancid?"

"It's kind of disturbing that they never found those poor children's bodies…"

"No wonder there aren't so many eager parents here…"