It was cold. It's always cold. I have to go to pizzeria today and do work. God why did my father have to kill children, now I'm stuck working for his god damn failed piece of shit business. Now I'm fucking purple and about to turn into dust any second. I finally arrive at the building it doesn't look to good on the outside, probably explains why I haven't had any customers. I'll decorate later instead I'll salvage some animatronics from the alley way because that's not sketchy and it's the only entertaining thing to do. I guess technically this is all my fault, If my brother hadn't 'Tripped' into Fredbears mouth then perhaps I wouldn't feel the need to fix anyone's mistakes because I'm an asshole, but life sucks so who cares, at least I got free pizza out of this shit. I want customers so badly, I need the money for a new wig. BALL PITS. children. grubby, greasy, stubby, dumb, innocent, ugly children love ball pits so I'll order one off of some sketchy website, after the salvaging of course. God dammit Michael you are a genius! I find an animatronic that looks like my fathers face, ugly, and proceed with the salvage.
My brother hated ball pits but my sister loved them, lmao they're both dead now, I'm even dead now.. kind of. anyways, whenever we'd go to Fredbears Liz would run off to the play area where the tiny ass ball pit was located dragging my brother along with her. She didn't care but my brother hated germs, he hated ball pits because other kids piss in them all the time, but then when I worked at that one Freddy's location with the shiny ass robots, same place where my pal got fucking eaten alive by a pink foxy, there was also a ball pit and it was always packed with kids. that was back in the 80's though, surely kids haven't changed that much right? Whatever. I'm going to buy a deluxe ball pit because there's no way in hell I'm getting a cardboard box full of balls, children will hate that. I need $4400 for the deluxe pit, which means I have to save up..$3900 more. God I'm fucking broke. I suppose I can get a game or something, maybe a sponsor will help. I log on to my computer in the office which reeks of dead animal, what fucking died. Right I did.. I buy a balloon barrel, paper plates and cups, a duck pond, and the fruity maze game. Kids love video games so this ought to help with business. now I have to work on the outside of the building, A giant sign that I just never really put up saying Fazbears, and an open sign that I forgot existed. Probably should've been the first thing I put up. Wow looks much better already. I head back inside and wait for the day to finish, maybe if I picked up a part time job or something so I can buy that ball pit quicker, I want to be successful and filthy rich. I want to go on a vacation and of course I want and need a new wig.
Mc Donald's. What a wonderful place to go when you hated your life and need money, I relate to both so it's a perfect job. I drowned my self in cologne and other smelly stuff this morning so I didn't stink like shit first day, although who cares you wouldn't be able to tell the difference inside the restaurant. "Welcome to mc Donald's may I take your order?" I say and the customer orders ice cream. "the ice cream machine is fucking broke." I got a $10 tip. I love working at Mc Donald's! I'm going to go home and but a lottery ticket. WOO. Life is awesome! I am so glad my dad murdered those fucking kids, I'm so glad I murdered my brother, and that my sister possessing a robot murdered me or else I wouldn't be here right now working at Mc Donald's! I'm over it I hate everything again. At home I scratch the lotto ticket and win $2000 hell fucking yeah. I'm most defiantly going to get this ball pit now.
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Five nights at ball pit
Short StoryThis takes place pizza sim, Michael Afton had just opened his cool new pizzeria but has had 0 customers and that's when he makes a brilliant decision, get the deluxe ball pit.
