★★rock and roll - monty x y/n ☆☆

chapter 1

1st person pov:

*BEEP BEEP*

the obnoxious alarm clock chants on it's morning tune once again. i quickly check my phone. the time displays: "6am" i groan at the thought that i am up this early in the morning.

i groggily slide out of bed and manage to scrabble on a decent pair of jeans and a semi professional looking blouse. today i have a interview at freddy fazbear's mega pizzaplex for the full time animatronic technician.

the job looks promising since the pizzplex is in a desperate situation. strangely the technician position has a high turnover rate. the employees never last more than a few weeks there before they up and quit.

lucky for me, that means the odds that i can obtain this job are in my favor.

i only have a few certifications from some mechanics and robotics classes at my local community college that i never managed to graduate from, due to... reasons.

*BEEP BEEP*

the alarm screams at me again.

"crap! i'm gonna be late to the interview!" i say as i frantically scurry down the stairs careful not to wake my father.

after a 20 minute walk i'm at the mega pizzaplex. the building looks bigger in person. i have never been here before today due to the fact that i am rarely allowed to leave the house.

i walk through the sliding doors and somehow manage to find the customer service desk through the crowd of little kids.

"um hi! i'm here for a interview." i say awkwardly.

the older lady at the front desk doesn't spare me a glance and coldly directs me towards a office.

"here." she blankly states as she leaves.

*phew* "okay, here i go." i say as i quietly knock on the door.

the door automatically swings open. behind the door is a middle aged man. he has thinning hair, a curly mustache, and pants that are desperately struggling to keep his belly in. definitely an odd site to look at.

"well hello there! you're here for the technician job aren't cha?" he says friendly.

i nod my head, not really knowing what to say. granted i was not expecting him to be so overly friendly, so his attitude was a bit of a shock to me.

the man eagerly throws his arm out to me and i shake his hand in return.

"it's nice to meet you! the name's benjamin, but you can call me benny!" he cheerfully chuckles.

"it's lovely to meet you benny. my name is y/n."

"well come on in! my office ain't much, but make yourself comfortable." benny states.

we both sit down on the flimsy foldable chairs he provided. and i take a look around the office. there's an overflowing amount of paper work scattered all over his desk and on the floor. to the side of his computer are multiple empty wrappers of what appeared to be snickers bars.

"so, let's get down to business shall we? let's start off with why you want to work here." he asks.

i quickly manage to make up a lousy excuse and for the next 15 minutes proceed to make my way through the interview. hurdling through each of his questions and responding with some generic answer that would hopefully be enough to land me this job.

after answering benny's last question, he leans back and scratches his head.

"hmmmm" he ponders. "well although you lack job experience, i have decided to hire you."