Crazycat056 – Thanks, keeping the good work up

GDeNofa – I know, not my best work, I'm kinda getting sick and tired of this…

Christopher sat back in his chair, eyes lazily following the edge of the glass before moving to check the cameras. The stupid attraction had gone the extra mile to make the whole place decrepit, making his job difficult and his partner's as well. Speaking of which, said partner was late, as usual. Christopher rolled his eyes as he flicked through the cameras. He neglected to keep an eye on the door as someone peeked around the corner. They slowly crept in until…

"Bwah!"

"God, fricking, damn it!" Christopher yelped as he turned in his chair as his partner laughed hysterically "Amber!"

Amber plopped down onto her chair, holding her sides whilst laughing.

"Oh, your face!" she giggled whilst pointing to him.

"Real mature, you're twenty nine, grow up," Christopher grumbled as Amber scuttled over to check the systems.

"Ah yes, the big three oh!" Amber sighed dramatically "Unmarried, unsuccessful and unhappy!"

"I thought you had your audition today," Christopher frowned.

"Oh yes, that happened," Amber raised an unimpressed eyebrow "Urgh, I hate TV work though! I want to be onstage but nobody likes theatres as much anymore! Nor do I get as many audition offers, stupid agent…"

"Maybe it's time to switch to movies or video games?" Christopher suggested.

"Urgh, right, of course you'll suggest those," Amber huffed as her short twin tails bounced with her as she folded her arms aggressively, making the chair move "I always have to wear wigs or contacts because I don't like dying my hair."

"Being an actress is tough work," Christopher shrugged.

"And what about you, hotshot bestselling author who's wasting away here in this dump?" Amber grinned.

"Call it a writer's block and you begged for company, remember?" Christopher shrugged again "Only because your stupid boyfriend doesn't have the balls to stay in this place for six hours per night."

"Ex-boyfriend."

Christopher glanced up with a surprised look.

"Come again?"

"Ex-boyfriend, he's dumped me for Daisy."

Christopher's knuckles cracked.

"I told you he was trouble," he growled.

"I know, but I'm not entirely depressed," Amber shrugged slightly "It's not like we're soulmates but I do want someone to settle down with soon."

She sat back and set her feet up on the desk. The phone rang and Christopher answered.

"Hey, Scooby!"

"Hey-Hey!" Scooby cheered "Glad you came back for another night! I promise it'll be a lot more interesting this time."

"I certainly hope so," Amber drawled as she twirled one of her tails.

"We found some-some great new relics over the weekend. And we're out tracking down a new lead, right now."

"And this is why the both of us are here," Christopher whispered to Amber with a bored face.

"I'd rather be with him looking for this new lead," Amber sighed rolling her eyes.

"So-uh," Scooby continued "lemme just update real quick, then you can get to work. Like, the attraction opens in like, a week, so we had to make sure everything works, and nothing catches on fire! Uh-when the place opens, people will come in at the opposite end of the building, and work their way towards you, then past you and out the exit. Uh-yeah. You've officially become a part of the attraction. Uh-You'll be starring as…the security guards!"

"Look at that Amber, we got a gig together!" Christopher grinned.

"Oh shove it," Amber stuck her tongue out at him.

"So not only will you be monitoring the people on the cameras as they pass through, y'know, to make sure no one steals anything or makes out in the corner, but you'll also be a part of the show. It'll make it feel really authentic I think."

"Um, ew!" Amber protested "I don't want to go over and split up some kids making out!"

"Hey, I'm sure there are plenty of other jobs out there, Little Miss Actress."

Amber sneered as Scooby continued.

"Uh… Now let me tell you about what's new. We found another set of drawings, always nice, and a Foxy head! Which we think to be authentic…then again it might just be another crappy cosplay, and we found a desk fan, very old school - metal, though, so watch the fingers."

Christopher slapped Amber's curious hand that was inching towards the old desk fan.

"Ow!" she whined.

"Uh-heh…" Scooby coughed "Uh… Right now the place is basically just, you know, flashing lights, spooky props. Uh, I honestly thought we would have more by now, uh, we don't have something really cool by next week, we may have to suit you up in a furry suit, and make you walk around saying, 'Boo'."

"Chris, you can do that," Amber immediately said.

"No, you're the actress! And besides, I'd be a better security guard than you."

"I'm not prancing around in an embarrassing Fredbear suit!" Amber shrieked.

"Uh…" Scooby's voice cut their fight again "But, you know, like I said, we're trying to track down a good lead right now. Uh, some guy who helped design one of the buildings says there was, like, an extra room that got boarded up or- uh, something like that. So, we're gonna take a peek and see what we can find."

"Yeah, sure!" Amber sneered "Have all the fun while we're stuck here."

"Uh, for now just get comfortable with the new setup, um… You can check the security cameras over to your right with a click of that blue button."

Christopher checked through the cameras as Scooby continued to talk.

"Uh, you can toggle between the hall cams and the vent cams… Uh, then over to your far left, uh, you can flip up your maintenance panel."

Amber skittered over to the maintenance panel.

"Y'know, use this to reboot any systems that may go offline. Heh. So, in trying to make the place feel vintage we may have overdone it a bit, hehe..."

"A bit?" Amber raised an eyebrow as she rebooted the cameras when Christopher pointed to a static screen.

"Some of this equipment is barely functional. Yeah, I wasn't joking about the fire. Tha-tha-that's a real risk."

"Good thing we did fire drills then," Christopher smirked as Amber paled.

"Uh, the most important thing you want to watch for is the ventilation. Look, this place will give you the spooks, dudes, and if you let that ventilation go offline, then you'll start seeing some crazy stuff, dudes. Keep that air flowing. Okay, keep an eye on things, and we'll try to have something new for ya tomorrow night."

"Yeah, see ya," Christopher nodded as he hung up.

"I hate this job," Amber scowled as she rebooted the ventilation system.

"Well, whatcha going to do?" Christopher shrugged.

They smiled at one another before getting to work on a very boring night at the attraction.

In the next chapter…

"You're not gonna believe this, we found one."

"Welcome to your new career as a performer/entertainer for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."

"Chris, it's staring right at me…"