Surviving The Nights

Chapter 8 The Dayshift

Mike's POV

When I got home from the hospital I had cast on arm because it was broken from what happened yesterday. *Flash back*

Freddy was laughing as he walked closer to me, Foxy was lying on the ground his jaw was lying next to him on the ground and Freddy walked closer and closer until Foxy grabbed his foot, tripping him in the process. I heard Chica moan as she tried to get Foxy so I grabbed the chair from earlier and smacked him upside the head then Chica bit my arm and I heard a loud crack.

*Flash forward*

I sat on my couch, drinking a soda as I thought about the past events that happened to me. I woke up on my couch with the soda can on the floor I grabbed my phone and saw I had a missed call from the manager and one from Ivan. I called the manager and he said "somebody broke and fucked with the mascots their all destroyed beyond repair, why weren't you doing your job!!!". "I was you dickhead, me and Ivan were both doing the job right it must have happened when we left !" "Whatever just come to the damn pizzeria". So I got in my car and drove to the pizzeria when I got there I walked inside to the sitting on a chair looking pissed off. "Hey" I said when I walked up to him. "Here" he said handing me a paycheck for $100. "I thought it was supposed to be more than that "I said impatiently. " Fine then here" he said handing me two 20 dollar bills. " You'll be on dayshift for now on, Ivan will take the night shift after he's healed up. I walked into the office and shut both doors and sat in the chair. Things went like this for a while, I worked dayshift, and Ivan worked nightshift, we would sometimes hangout and talk about how things were going about the things that happened at night. They eventually repaired the animatronics but they still tried to kill Ivan at night.