Fnia: Brothers In Arms (read desc.)

Interview

Travis drove into the parking lot of Fredderinas Pizza Palace.

Travis: Wow... just the outside looks awesome.
Trevor: Is this place really appropriate for kids?
Travis: Money now, talk later.

They both walked into the Pizza Palace, and saw happy, giggly children running around, eating pizza, and even one kid celebrating their birthday. It seemed to be a good place for adults too, as a group stood in the corner of the room, drinking bottles of beer, and laughing like good friends.

Travis: Guess this place is good for anyone.
Trevor: Yea... I guess it is.

They both walked around the Pizza Palace, until finding a man in a uniform.

Travis: Excuse me, sir?
Man: Ah, welcome to Fredderinas Pizza Palace. My name is Carlos. I'm the manager of this establishment. Do you two have plans for a birthday for a child here?
Trevor: Um... n-no sir. We... um...
Travis: We heard about you hiring, and were wondering if we could apply for the night guard job.
Carlos: Oh of course, of course. I will take you two to my office and we'll get started immediately.
Trevor (whisper): Thanks, Travis.
Travis (whisper): I got you, bro.

Trevor, Travis, and Carlos all walked into an office with a desk and a chair behind it, much like the ones you'd see in corporation buildings. Trevor and Travis stood near the door, while Carlos sat in a chair behind the desk.

Carlos: So... which one of you would like to go first?
Travis: Dibs!
Trevor: Damn it...
Travis: My name is Travis, and I'd say I'm pretty out going. I'm not really scared of people, and I'd say I'd take this job seriously. Sure I may doze off a few nights, but that's just the human body. Alright, your turn Trevor.
Trevor: A-alright. Hi, my name is Trevor. Um... I've never really had a job before, but I feel like this would be a good one for me. I think it would be fairly easy, and despite my normal nervous personality, I-I know how to straighten up, and will defend myself well if needed. That's... that's basically all I got.
Carlos: Hmm... you both seem to have your own strengths for this. Alright, I've made my decision. Trevor, you're hired! But... just Trevor.
Trevor/Travis: WHAT!?
Carlos: Trevor seems to be much more careful then Travis, and while Travis sounds confident, Trevor seems more convincing.
Travis: Hold on, you can't hire just Trevor!
Carlos: And why not?
Travis: Because Trevor isn't good at staying mentally stable in heavy situations and if someone does break in here, some thing will get stolen, or worst... my twin brother will end up dead.
Carlos: Fine, you can have the job.
Travis: It can't just be me either! I'll admit, I've got a bit of an anger problem, and Trevor is the only one who can keep me calm. Then, I may end up dead. It's both or none with this.
Carlos: Well, I'm sorry, but this place doesn't have enough money to pay two night guards.

Carlos stood from his chair, and began to walk to the door, before Trevor stopped him.

Trevor: WAIT! What about... um... a two-for-one?
Carlos: I'm listening...
Travis: Oh, that's a great idea! You can only give us enough money for one of us, the other will work for free.
Carlos: Hmm...

Carlos held out his hand. Trevor and Travis looked at each other, excited, and both shook Carloses hand.

Carlos: You will find two hallways that lead to the security office. In that office, we give the new night guard two uniforms in case if one gets dirty at the wrong time, so that's already sorted out. You will start tonight.
Travis: Thank you so much, sir. You won't regret this. We're the perfect pair.

As Trevor and Travis walked through the Pizza Palace, Trevor decided to look at the animatronics on the stage. They were each immobile, yet Trevor couldn't help but feel uncomfortable looking at them. As Trevor kept looking, he could have sworn the bunnies eyes moved to look at him. This sent a chill down his spine, and Trevor quickly sped-walked out of the Pizza Palace, and jumped into the passenger seat of Travis's car.