Night 3 - Replacing Freddy

                                    

                                          
I made it to the Convention slightly early again, so I had roughly 10 minutes before my shift actually began. After parking, I had a flashback to when Freddy chased me... I shook my head. I can't let my anxiety take control, it was an accident and it won't happen again... so why was I still so paranoid? It shouldn't be anything worth worrying about, it was just one glitch. The chances of something like that happening again are absurd, especially when Freddy herself is being repaired... so why did my fear keep crawling back. 
Y/N: It's fine Y/N... you've got nothing to worry about. Just 3 more nights, then you can leave...
I slapped myself in the face, trying to get my head straight. I did my best to push the thoughts aside for now and left the car. As I approached the door, I noticed that it was already unlocked. That means Veronica is probably already here. I slowly open the door...
Y/N: Night Three, here we co- what the-?!
Immediately, I was greeted by the presence of Bonnie and Chica holding... what I assume is a vibrator? It certainly looks like one... what on Earth were they doing before I came here? I stared at them, they stared back, all of our faces in complete shock. Chica hid the device behind her, as if it wasn't something I hadn't already noticed. They replaced their stunned expressions with awkward smiles, they were blushing hard... and for some reason, their legs were shaking.
Chica: Y/N! S-so l-lovely to see you so e-early!
Bonnie: Yes! W-we weren't expecting y-you at this t-time!
Y/N: Uhh... clearly...
I forgot how lifelike these machines were, how the hell do you make a machine blush? Their stuttering dialogue as well? That level of AI is ridiculous. Didn't Veronica's Dad design these girls? He's a man I'd like to meet one day, maybe dissect his brain a little and figure out how he managed to create Animatronics like this. After all, if this what he's capable of... actually, do I want to meet him? It's possibly he could just be completely insane.
Bonnie: Oh uh, by the way Y/N. We uh... we want to apologise for yesterday.
Y/N: It's fine. I'm sure you were busy when I called, I don't bl-
Chica: What? No! We're for freaking out at you.
Wait, what? The way they acted? Are they talking about in the storage room? Of course they would be upset. She's meant to be their friend, and they just find her lying on the floor with her head smashed in? I'm not surprised they were so shocked, I'd have wanted an explanation for what happened as well.
Y/N: So this isn't about ignoring my yells?
Bonnie: Well, it's not that we... wait, what?
Y/N: When the lights went out... I yelled for you guys...
The two of them stood in complete silence. They looked surprised... they glanced at each other, then looked back at me. I didn't know what was going on, what was so surprising? What were they doing?
Chica: We... didn't hear you yell...
Y/N: What? Is the kitchen just soundproof?
Bonnie: No... no it isn't...
I stood there with widened eyes and my mouth agape. This had to be a joke surely, there's no way they just didn't hear me. How is that even possible? I was so loud when I shouted their names... come to think of it, Veronica didn't hear me either. There's no way I was just... yelling in my head right? The two chose to break the silence and continued speaking...
Bonnie: As uh... as we were saying though, we're sorry for trying to pressure you. We didn't even consider your feelings.
Chica: You were probably horrified after what happened and we... well, we shouldn't have been so in your face...