Fred Bear's Family Diner: A FNAF Prequel

Welcome to Fred Bear's

The bus the pair were riding on was crowded, it seems they were not the only ones to be late for work, the pair themselves were seated by the window, just two seats away from the door. The pair were eager to just be at least 59 minutes late.

"So." Virgil who was seated at the edge, suddenly turned to his fellow future worker, "What job are you taking up at that old place?"

Dave who was seated by the window turned to him, "Just a janitor...me parents said that I should get a job after I screwed up in me College studies..."

"Ah, I see." Virgil nodded as he turned back to watching the front, "What were you taking up exactly?"

"History, specifically that of the Eastern Roman Empire and Medieval Times." Dave nonchalantly replied. "What about ye though?"

"I took up the night watch, I'm more of a night person anyway, and as for College...well at least you're a lucky man, My parents couldn't afford it. We're too, shall we say....poor."

Instead of answering, the janitor merely gave a nod, some people really deserved more blessings than him. and he wasted his fair share of said blessings, fooling around and not attending his classes.

"Say." Dave asked, "If yer going to work as a night guard....how come yer going to the diner during the day?"

"It was written in my note, we're the new meat you know..." Virgil blinked as he stared at the front, "We're replacing the Diner's old Janitor and Night Guard."

"Ah, no wonder.."

The rest of the ride to the diner would be a quiet one for the pair....

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FredBear's Family Diner

8:57 AM.

Constantine FredBeare scowled as he looked at his pocket watch, most of the staff, in there bright purple uniforms were already gathered around, casually talking to each other...well most of them anyway, two were still missing....The replacements...

"Of all the idiots to be late...it had to be the guys who are going to replace Janus and Steven.."

As if on cue, two young men bolted to the entrance, panting and sweating.

"Gentlemen...I see you're...59 minutes late after the intended time."

The one with the ginger hair and beard spoke, "Sorry sir." he replied, already

showing his Scottish accent, "We ran into a wee bit of traffic.."

"Yeah." the other guy who's long hair had been neatly folded into a pony tail replied, "It's amazing how populated this city is no?"

Giving an armor-piercing stare, Constantine dropped their uniforms into their hands, he then looked to the Scotsman, "You, get dressed." he then looks to the other guy, "And you...make sure you still keep that uniform tidy for your shift tonight, And once I'm done, see me at my office....."