A New Guard

Chapter Eight: History

I'm driving to school, thinking about what just happened. I reach school and I don't say a word at the beginning of Study Hall.

"Matt!" Chase says, thumping me on the shoulder.

"What?" I say, returning to reality.

"Something happen during your shift? You've been silent. Even for you," Jackson says.

"Uh. N-Not really. I mean, yeah. To start off, Mangle's voice box was damaged, so I fixed it real quick," I say.

"You fixed Mangle's voice box?" Chase says.

"Yeah. Even refined it a little more than how it was," I say.

"I didn't know you could," Jackson says.

"Yeah. She then helped me gain the trust of Toy Freddy and Chica. Well, they're giving Foxy and I one chance to prove that we mean no harm. If we screw it up ever so slightly, my guess is that I'll be stuffed. Not to sure about Foxy, since he's Fazbear property," I say.

"Yikes," Jackson says.

"Yeah. Then, Toy Bonnie and Foxy had help from Goldie to make me a pizza. Just going to be completely honest here, it was a little weird to have them make me a pizza for my birthday," I say.

"They made you pizza?" Chase says.

"Goldie probably cooked it," I say.

"Goldie?" Jackson says.

"Golden Freddy. I've heard him referred to as 'Goldie' quite a bit," Chase says.

"Yup. And he said that I could call him Goldie," I say.

"Cool," Chase says.

"Yeah. Goldie is kind of like a neutral. He's just, kind of, there," I say.

"That's neat," Jackson says. The bell rings and Chase and I head to our next class, conveniently, the same class.

"So, what were you so freaked out about yesterday before I left?" Chase says.

"Okay. You know Mike? From our server?" I say.

"Yeah. How does he know about you working there, though?" Chase says.

"I don't know. But, right after I said that I'm keeping my job, I got this text, almost as if he could still hear me," I say, showing Chase the text.

"Whoa. That's creepy," Chase says.

"Tell me about it," I say, putting my phone away. The day goes on, and halfway through the day, on my way to turn in a paper, I bump into a teacher. I trip over his foot, but he grabs my arm, rather tight, and tugs me up to him.

"I warned you. I asked you. But you chose to stay with them. And that was the biggest mistake of your life. You made the decision. Now, either they're going to stuff you, or I will," He says. I look up at him, but see he's facing away from me. He releases my arm and literally pushes me along. I'm temporarily frozen in fear as Mike walks away.

"Hello!" I faintly hear. I pull out my phone and see I pocket dialed Chase, somehow.

"I'll talk at the end of the day," I say. I hit the end button and put my phone away. At the end of the day, I head to my final class.

"Why did you call me?" Chase says as I sit down.

"Pocket dial," I say.

"You sounded panicked," Chase says.

"Okay. You remember Mike?" I say.

"From the server?" Chase says.

"Yeah. He's here," I say.