PINKIE'S POV

   Swift stared at me angrily. Vise versa. She went to her office. "Ya know Pinkie." Dash said. "I think ye should really apologize to that there lass." She told me. "I ain't apologizing to sourpuss." I told her. "And that's what she told me." Dashie said. "If you truly want to be friends with her Pinkie. Now is your chance." I nodded. I went down the hall to her office.

   I arrived at the doorway. "Swift?" I asked. "What the hell do you want plothole." She said without looking at me. I noticed she was crying. But I shrugged it off. "I wanted to apologize." She said. Swift raised an eyebrow. "What about?" She said. "For making you get the full job. I just wanted to spend more time with you. I'm not joking I really want to be friends with you." I said. "Who would wanna be friends with me." She said. "I-" "You're right you know. I am a murderer. You guys aren't my first victims." She said.

   I gasped. "I've killed 20 people. In 1 year." She said. "That's why you guys were my last targets. Because every time I look in the mirror. I see. Death, and evilness." She said. "I'm the one who should be sorry." She said. "I-I don't know what to say." I said. "How about, I forgive you, let's be friends and never fight again?" She asked. "Sounds wonderful." We shook hooves.

SWIFT'S POV

   Pinkie left the room. I sat there. Dead inside. My first victims had to be the worst of my kills. My own parents. I shot both of them. With a gun. And I sat there laughing. I don't know wether I'm the good guy or the bad guy anymore. So now I wanna just rot in this hellhole with these four Celestia damned animatronics.

  "I take it the apology went well?" Twi asked. "Yea." I said. "What could you be doing on there if your not watching us?" She asked. "Oh. Filing reports. Logging. Business stuff. Much harder than what you guys do." Twi laughed. "Oh... I beg to differ. A kid started swinging on my tail today like Dashie on her rope." She said. I laughed. "Its not funny." She said. I giggled some more. "Ok it's a little funny." Then we both started laughing. "Oh looks like both our jobs are hard huh!" I said. "Yea." She said.

3:30 AM

   I looked at all the cameras. Just to see how the others were doing. "Hey um... Swift?" Pinkie asked. "Yes?" "You don't have to stay till 12:00 PM if you don't want to. I'll explain the story to the manager." I laughed. "Nope. No can do. Its my job to keep you four in check from 12-12 and I play by the rules." I said. She smiled and walked back out. I like it that I'm friends with the animatronics. I think this'll be the start of a beautiful relationship. But. I fear for their well being if I stick around. I fear I might hurt them. But worst of all. I fear for my sanity.