Three nights as a kit

Foxy's return

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Chapter 1- Foxy's return

Mike walked into the slightly run-down restaurant known as Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.  A few months ago, he would have dreaded returning to this place, but now he actually enjoyed working at the pizzeria. As walked in, he saw the last of the families and children leave the pizzeria and say their goodbyes to the tall animatronics that stood and performed on the showstage. He then walked down the east hall to the tiny office that he had worked in for many nights and saw his boss, Mr. Fazbear, beginning to leave for the night.

Mike looked at his watch, which read 11:58.

"Mike," He said "You know the drill."

"Yeah Mr. Fazbear." Mike said looking at the stout man.

"See you then at six then." He said "Oh and by the way, how are things going around this place after hours?"

"Actually, kind of boring now that I've been working here for three months," Mike answered "How are things going for you?"

"Times have been better." He said sadly "I don't know how much longer I keep the restaurant open, it's just not making that much money..."

"Hey Mr. Fazbear," Mike said "Mind If I ask you something?"

"If it is within reason, then yes" Mr. Fazbear said

"Could we try to bring Foxy back?" Mike said

That made Mr. Fazbear very silent.

"Mike, I don't know if we can even show his face after what happened in 87..." He said in a sad tone.

"That was six years ago!" Mike said "Look, you and I know that this place is losing profit, He's the perfect way to turn things around get our money back!"

"Is he really?" Mr. Fazbear said

"I remember Foxy's performances as a kid; I can honestly say that it was one of the best parts of the restaurant."  Mike said.

Mr. Fazbear sighed.

"Well repairing him is cheaper than buying a completely new animatronic..." stout man said.

"We can just say that we redesigned him to make him less prone to errors,"

Mike said "And if it fails, hey, at least we tried."

Mr. Fazbear did a cheerful smile at what Mike said.

"You know," Mr. Fazbear said "I think the world needs kids like you. Alright, I'll allow you repair Foxy. I expect him to be ready to perform in three days; In fact, I'll print some fliers to get people to go to the event."

Mike did a squeal of joy.

"But," Mr. Fazbear said "You are responsible for him. If he bites off another child's frontal lobe, it's on your hands." He said "And if by some miracle this does work, I'd be expect a pay raise."

"Thanks Mr. Fazbear" Mike said "I won't fail you!"

The stout man smiled and left the office along with the late stragglers, making the place eerie and empty