You're My Superstar!

Chapter 26: Virtual Reality

     A/N: My Help Wanted and Special Delivery lore is messed up. I'm sorry if I got a few things wrong, I just didn't want to go down that little rabbit hole (haha, get it?). Also, I'm just going to assume for this fic that Vanessa and Tape Girl are the same person because I've had too many good ideas that include them being the same person.

    "Y/N, did you see the message?" Vanessa asked, poking her head into my room.

     "What message?"

     "On your Fazwatch. It was sent to everyone who works at the Pizzaplex," she replied.

     I picked up my Fazwatch from my night stand and checked it for messages. Sure enough, there was indeed a message sent to all the staff at the Pizzaplex. I read it aloud:

     ATTENTION ALL EMPLOYEES AND STAFF OF THE MEGA PIZZAPLEX

     It has come to our attention that a virus has gotten into our system. We are currently working on fixing the problem, but until this issue is resolved no one is to come (in)to the Pizzaplex under any circumstances. If anyone is caught inside or anywhere on the property of the Pizzaplex, they will be fired or sued.

     Although, if you work in animatronic maintenance, with special consent you may come to check on whichever animatronic(s) you work with. Make sure you ask your manager for permission beforehand or you will be subject to either of the consequences mentioned previously.

     This is not, we repeat, not a 'paid vacation,' so do not expect to receive a paycheck at the end of this week or any week until further notice.

     Thank you for your understanding. We are working very hard to ensure this issue is resolved as soon as possible so you can all return to your normal schedules. Sorry for any inconveniences.

                                                                                                                        -Fazbear Entertainment

     I stared, wide-eyed. Had the virus gotten that serious? So serious, I couldn't go to work  without 'special consent' from my manager? That was more than a little upsetting. Both me and Vanessa counted on our paychecks to live. Even Vanessa's tiny paycheck (in comparison to mine) was enough!

     I tossed down my Fazwatch, "Dang it! No more fro-yo!"

     Vanessa rolled her eyes and sat down by me on my bed, "Chill, Y/N. You know, I didn't go to college to be a security guard."

     "Huh?"

     "I've accepted another job from Fazbear Entertainment. You know that V.R. game in the advertisements?"

     "The Five Nights at Freddy's thing? Yeah."

     "Well, I'm going to work on that until the Pizzaplex re-opens. It pays well and it's got good hours, so I'll probably get real sleep for once!"

     I smiled, "That's good to hear!" then I groaned, "Do I have to get another job, too? I swear, I'm never working at McDonald's ever again."

     "I wouldn't worry about it," she said.

     I sighed, "Good. Thanks for being responsible Ness, you're the best. Don't tell Roxy I said that."

     "My lips are sealed," she giggled, pretending to zip her mouth closed and throw away the key.

. . .

     "I'm back!" Vanessa yelled.

     "Okay, just a sec!" I shouted.