Mike and the animatronics girls gathered around his computer. Like BB had mentioned, there was someone knocking on the entrance door. It was a young woman with red hair and purple pigtails.
Are the purple sections of hair real?
Mike moved on and took note of her striking gray eyes. Something about them was unnerving.
But what stuck out to Mike was her tan trench coat. It might be because of the dramas he watched, but that seemed especially suspicious.
"There really is someone out there..." Mangle nervously thought aloud.
"And she's still knocking," BB marveled. "You think she's going to do that all night?"
"I think a better question would be why she's here in the first place," Freddy said.
"Let's see..." BB scratched her head as she contemplated that question. "Mysterious lady here early in the morning and is wearing a baggy, suspicious trench coat and probably won't leave until someone answers her... Hmm..."
She soon imagined a light bulb lighting up over her head as the answer suddenly revealed itself to her. "I got it; she's a news reporter trying to reveal that we're living animatronics!"
"At night?!" Bonnie fretted.
"What better time? Charlie isn't here to give the usual corporate speak," BB pointed out.
"...Has this occurred before?" Mike asked.
"Lots of times," Spring-Bonnie casually answered. "Guess not everyone buys the whole 'highly advanced life-like' animatronic thing."
"The premise does wholly rely on the idea of actual living animatronics being out of technological reach right now," Mike replied.
"What's really surprising is that she's trying to get attention," Marionette noted.
"What do you mean?" Freddy asked.
"Wouldn't someone trying to figure out the truth not try to bring attention to themselves? The most she would get is a 'you're not allowed to enter the building right now' line."
"That's... Kind of a scary good point."
"So, what do we do know?" Mangle fretted.
"Get Fredbear to deal with her," Spring-Bonnie immediately suggested.
"Kind of a disproportionate solution, don't you think? Freddy bluntly replied.
"Well, what else do we do?"
Without saying a word, Mike stood up and walked towards one of the office doors.
"Where're you going, Night Guard?" Bonnie asked.
"I believe this is one of the duties I have been hired for." Mike answered.
With those parting words, he left the room.
"...Anyone else found him saying that really cool?" Bonnie asked.
The others nodded their head in agreement.
"But is Night Guard going to be okay going alone?" Mangle worriedly asked.
"Ye need not worry, Mangy. Night Guard will go forth and effortlessly deal with the stranger at our door," Foxy assured her.
Seconds after that assertion, Mike stepped back into the room.
"What's wrong, Night Guard?" Bonnie queried.
"It had occurred to me that I do not have a uniform nor any other proof that I work here as a night guard," he said.
"Probably would have had a uniform by now if the previous ones didn't constantly take them with them," Spring-Bonnie playfully pointed out.
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FNIA: Soul
Ficțiune științifico-fantasticăMike is a down on his luck young man with no prospect in life. With no family to rely on and on the verge of losing his home, Mike goes out and takes up a job as a night guard at a local anime convention. But just as Mike may have found a way to get...
