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Nights at Frenni's
Insprired by the game 'Fap Nights at Frenni's' by Fatal Fire Studios
Five Nights at Freddy's Created and owned by Scott Cawthon
Prologue
I suppose I'll start from the beginning, and this story begins with me getting fired from my previous job
"You're Kidding me" I called out, sitting across from my employer; Mr. Donald 'Donny' McRonald, owner of McRonald's Diner. I got the job out of school and I had been on good terms with the staff for a while. having worked a few years. so being fired out of nowhere was huge Suprise to me.
Mr. McRonald brushed his fingers through the beard on his chin looking at me, explaining his hands were tied. "Look, I know You've worked here a while, and you're a good employee, but this is becoming an issue."
"You know I have a p*rn addiction" I replied looking at him, defending myself. I should not be fired for something I can't control but Mr. McRonald looked at me, reminding me this was a family establishment. and they could not have me jerking off in the bathroom.
"Look, I'm sorry to let you go, really I am but we've been getting complaints. But I'll tell you what, feel free to list me as a reference anytime" Mr. McRonald informed handing me an envelope with my severance pay.
wasn't a bad person and honest he kept me around for as long as he did, because he liked me, and I was a good worker but now I would have to start looking for employment elsewhere.
Since my termination I had to scrape what money I had for the time being, My home, a crappy one-bedroom apartment. For the time being my meals consisted of instant noodles and dry cereal. I was lounging on my couch, watching TV. I had put out a few applications but had not heard back from anyone. I was getting desperate for work. It wasn't until I was hanging out with one of my friends that things seemed to turn around.
Vinnie was well off, he drove a nice car, had fancy clothes and reeked of cologne, or body spray I could not tell, but we had known each other since High School and had been friends. He was your typical Ladies Man, he liked to flaunt but once you got to know him on a personal level, he was alright.
"So you got fired, big deal, you'll rebound" He tried to comfort me as I sighed. Vinnie was well off, so he had no problems with money. we sat at the bar, when he was tapping the table. he looked me snapping his fingers.
"I know What'll cheer you up, how about we go to Frenni's, my Treat" Vinnie suggested, adjusting the gold chain necklace he was wearing as I sighed. telling him I did not have the money to afford it, plus the idea of watch girls dance around in fursuits was not that appealing to me.
"No Dude, they total rebranded, they got like these new animatronic type girls, look just like the real thing and It's my treat... come on bro, free beer, pizza, a show" he pushed me as his offer was sounding good. I didn't have the funds to go there but Vinnie was always one to cover the bill. I wasn't even sure he knew fully what money was.
I agreed to go with him, I would be a good break from my job search we rode in his sportscar to the place. The building was relatively small, and the windows were all blacked out. It would have looked abandoned it wasn't for the bright neon sign.
"Frenni's Night Club" it read in lights with a drawing of a bear's face, wearing a top hat.
"So, the girls here are animatronics now I said, imagining a crappy jointed animatronic from one of those kid's restaurants wearing a bra and thong and speaking in prerecorded messages. I'd heard of Frenni's but had honestly never been here.
"Well, they used to use real girls in costumes but yeah. I know it sounds off but trust me, it's worth the price" Vinnie replied as we were entering the door. We we're stopped by a big muscular guy who held out his hand.
"It's 20 bucks to get in, per person" he said to us. Vinnie reached into his pocket, pulling out a crisp 50, handing it to the bouncer, Vinnie smugly smiled as he let us walk by.
"It's Okay, Richie is just doing his job" Vinnie stated to me as I got my first look in Frenni's, the place was honestly not what I expected. people grouped around having fun. There were people sat at the tables, eating pizza with their bottles of beer, their eyes were fixed on the stage where a Brown girl resembling a bear was dancing, she was wearing a black button up shirt, stockings, shoulder high gloves and a thong, her hair in a ponytail, sporting a top hat as she danced.
"Is everybody having a fun time" The bear replied in voice that sounded almost natural to which the audience cheered. there was another animatronic, some sort of bird wearing a black tank top and thong, sporting orange stockings, she was walking around, caring a pan with a pizza on it, setting it on one of the tables. someone in the group handed a bird a few bills as she smiled, putting them in her tank top, between her huge breasts as she walked away.
"Okay Vinnie, the girls do look impressive" I admitted as he playfully lunged on me, wrapping his arms around my shoulder.
"Let's get a table" he suggested as we did so, sitting at the table. Vinnie went up to make an order as he handed me some bills. in case I wanted a beer which I could use, walking towards the bar. There was guy behind the counters. wearing a purple shirt, a black vest and reflective shades, mixing a drink. I approached the bar as he snapped his fingers at me.
"What'll It be Buddy" he said in a friendly tone, as someone who enjoyed his job as I looked at the drink menu, I did not know what most of these concoctions were but eventually decided to try the 'Golden Shower' which was a mix of Champane and Rum.
The Bartender grabs to bottle pouring the contents in a glass, mixing them before handing it to me. I sip it, admitting the drink had a good taste, handing him payment for the drink. It was then another guy plopped on the seat next to me. he had a pierced face and a green mohawk, looking like he belonged in a punk band.
"Can you believe David, just quitting like that; couldn't even be bother to pick up the bloody phone" he said in a British accent, clearly angered as he asked for some drink, I did not catch the name of. I was listening in on the conversation. apparently, the Bartender was named Max and the Punk guy was Jake, the Day Security guard.
From what they said David was another employee who just up and quit, not even calling the superiors, just a note on his computer scrawled in Balck marker saying, 'f*ck You, I Quit".
Jake tossed the note on the counter, written by David as I looked at them, asking about this David guy and what they were talking about. Jake simply crossed his arm.
"A Wanker is what he is, no doubt the Manager will have me doing both shifts" Jake replied as max apologized for Jake's outburst. he explained that David is...was the Nightguard and since Jake is the Day guard Jake believed he would have to work both shifts.
"Is that even Legal?" I asked. I did not know for sure, but I wanted to feel included. as Max simply mixed another drink. They won't make you do the night shift; they'll probably just hire some other guy.
I started thinking about how I needed cash, and I would not mind a security job, it'd be at night, and I would not get in trouble for jerking off if no one was there, plus I was more a night person.
"You Know, I could use a job" I interjected as they turned to me. Jake was for me joining if it would keep him away from Nightguard duty. after talking to me about my previous employment (I left out the part of why I was fired) they both said they'd put a good word in for the owner and manager. I thanked them before leaving the bar to return to Vinnie, leaving the empty glass at the bar while we dined of greasy cardboard pizza.
"So, Lap dance, You, Fexa, yes, or yes?" Vinnie asked drink in his hand which I questioned as I never saw him at the bar. The mention of a lap dance made me nervous as I might get employed at this place, but Vinnie insisted, leading me to the VIP area. There was a red fox animatronic wearing an orange vest and shorts with a big buckle, fishnet arm gloves and bandaged stockings the biggest outliers were the hook on her right arm and her eyepatch. despite having one good arm she still managed to dance on the pole and doing it in a suggestive manner.
My addiction was acting up as I felt my pants getting tight. Fexa turned to me, winking; "Well hello there, what can I do for you?" she asked biting on her hook, her two pointy teeth bouncing light off them. I just sat at the Vip area with the others watching Fexa's show as Vinnie leaned over my shoulder.
"Bwak Bwak" he mock clucked, calling me a chicken for not asking Fexa for a lap dance. but there were people here, and I was packing a stiffy. part of me wanted to stay sitting down.
It was 2 days after the Frenni's event, which I was grateful for. the pizza was subpar, but the drinks and entertainment were good. I honestly could not get those 3 friendly faces out of my head. It was on this day I got a call, picking up my phone.
It was the owner of Frenni's, he had a certain tone to voice fitting that of an old man. he said that I was recommended by two of his employees and that he called my former employee who spoke highly of me.
"So, when can you start" he asked as he clenched my phone, so happy to have a job. I said I could start ASAP as he seemed delighted. asking if I could start that night to which I agreed.
I wish I had checked the weather first or had a working car as it was raining and did, I not have so much as an umbrella. but I braved the storm and went out to start my employment at Frenni's Nightclub.
I walked about 40 minutes in the rain before coming to the place. again, it looked abandoned, but I entered the club, walking through the main area. I noted how different it looked at night, no music, no customers, no animatronics wandering around. I made the way to the staff room. I opened the locker to find a button up shirt with a name tag and badge, complemented with a cap.
I braced myself a walked to my office when i looked down at my name tag.
"What, My Name is Not 'Idiot' I muttered to myself.
