Chapter 2 ✈

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The day after Cindy found out the news of her missing Father , her Mother got the first tickets to Carey, Ohio. Jessica being the great friend decided that she would come along for the ride to support her best friend.

And now...

There she stood.

Starring up at the house where she had lived for the first six years of her life. It wasn't easy. Having no recollection of the place just had her thinking even more. She didn't know what to do, how to react, what to say.

If they did find her father what would she do? Would she mad at him? Should she be mad at her mom for not saying anything in the first place?

Cindy let out a small sigh and slowly made her way up to the room where she use to sleep. It looked like a little girls room.

"Just how I left it... I think." Cindy rubbed her head and dumped the bags in the room before she made her way downstairs, grabbing an apple and an old news paper.

"I'm heading out!" The girl yelled over her shoulder, closing the door behind her. Cindy slowly made her way down the sidewalk, taking small turns and twist. Realizing that she was now probably lost, the girl looked around letting out a small groan. "Damn... I should have watched where I was going..."

The girl sigh and looked around, her gaze stopping at an old worn out building. Graffiti had been painted on the side of the building, The bright blue color that it use to be was now faded. The lights that illuminated the place would now glitch, and the aura wasn't very welcoming. A shiver ran down the girls spine as she read the sign.

'FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZERIA'

A hint of recognition showed on her face and she absentmindedly started walking towards the old building. When she opened the door an old bell rang, causing her to jump a little getting g out of her daze.

"Hello, How can I help you?" The girl at the front counter ask in a cheerful tone, smiling. Cindy stared at her for a moment, biting her bottom lip.

'Fake. That smile of yours is as fake as your personality.'

Cindy erased the though from her mind and looked down to see a help wanted add on the paper.

'FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZERIA
Help Wanted
In need of a Mechanic and Night Guard.
Pays $120 a week.
If interested in the position please call 1-800-564-2885 or visit our local establishment 'Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.' on Blackwell and Maple Ave.'

"Uh... I saw the help wanted add on the paper... Is the job still available?" Cindy looked up from the paper to the blond girl who was now paying more attention to her hair than she was to Cindy.

"Excuse me..." No reply.

"Excuse me!" The girl was still looking at her hair, causing Cindy to get annoyed.

"Excuse me!! Are you listening!?"

That got her attention. In fact, that got everyone's attention. The children who once been playing and clapping were now looking at him. Even the animatronics who were singing stopped to look at her.

Cindy's eyes widened and her face got red from embarrassment, quickly looking down.

A few seconds later everything was back to normal and the girl was now walking towards the back, leading Cindy to the manager.

The girl walked in first and talked with the manager for a bit before she walked out, leaving the two alone.

The manager motioned her to sit down, taking out some forms to sign. "So you want the Job? Are you doing one or both?" He glance up from the papers, raising an eyebrow.

Cindy bit her bottom lip, fidgeting a little before she glance up at him. "I want the Mechanic and Night Watch Job..."

The Manager slowly nodded and handed Cindy the papers. "Fill these out."

Cindy did as she was told, filling out her information and everything. She then looked up handing the papers to the older man.

"Alright. I need you here at 11:30. Your shifts starts at 12:00 tonight. Congrats, you got the job."

I got a Job...?

A/N

Hello my lovely Superheroes and Villains. I'm sorry for not updating I got sick. But here you have it. I promise some ANIMATRONICS action will happen in the next chapter. Don't you worry!

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