Metanoia...William Afton

Chapter 5. An Epic Training Montage

Today was the day. Y/N mentally had to prepare herself for the weight the day carried.
It was her first day at work, working with her best friend Jeremy. It was equal parts exciting as much as it was nerve-wracking.

She was sitting in her car in the parking lot gripping the steering wheel so hard it left small indents in the leather with her fingernails. She knew that she would get into some fun shenanigans with Jeremy, even if today was about work and training, but this was something new in her routine.

Change can be rough sometimes.

"Whatever, oh my god I'm so dramatic," she huffed to herself and leaned her head against the headrest. She closed her eyes to collect herself. Maybe some of the procrastination came from her desire to always put little effort into things, work would be boring.

"Really, I'm 5 minutes late because I'm scared of bordem?"

She collects herself seeing as she was already a little late, and gets out of her car, slamming the door slightly. As she walked up to the two double glass doors she flattened her uniform against her body a bit to smooth out any wrinkles.

The smell of pizza grease and grimy kids hit her in the face as she entered. It smelled like home. Well, the smell reminded her more of Jeremy's stupidity than home, but the thought counts. Jeremy asking her for help with his job was a common occurrence, but now she got paid for it.

To be fair, maybe things wouldn't be too different after all.

She walked to the backroom she knew so well from sitting back there with Jeremy. Mr. Afton, the manager instructed her to go there when she arrived to clock in. When she made it back she spotted Jeremy leaning against the back counter. 

The countertop was cherry red, the lower part had small cabinets under it, painted white. Y/N had seen this room many times before, but this time it felt different. The noise her shoes made against the black and white checkered tiles, or the aroma of cheap cleaning supplies and cherry air fresheners, it meant something now.

"Jere-bear, how's it goin'?" Y/N announced her presence to the skinny boy carelessly leaning against the counter. He was previously scrolling on his phone until she arrived.
"Y/N, bro, welcome to Freddy's! How does it feel to be part of the official team?" Jeremy abandons his position on the counter and flings an arm around her shoulder.

Y/N stumbles slightly, "I mean sure, getting paid to help your ass around here is pretty sweet,"
"Don't get too excited, pay isn't that great," Jeremy shoves his hands in his pocket.
"Better than what I was makin' before, don't you think?" Y/N shoves him gently, Jeremy shrugs, "I guess so. I was tired of being the breadmaker of this duo anyway,"

"What happened to the pay not being too great? How are you suddenly a breadmaker?" Y/N rolls her eyes,
"I had a revolution, my third eye opened," Jeremy said bluntly, "Anywho, I guess I better train you now." He began walking towards the door. "Follow me,"

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"So the first thing you should know is cleaning. Even if your official title is waitress, Mr. Emily and Mr. Afton throw us around wherever we fit, you'll be doing just about everyone's job here."

Y/N shivered at the mention of Mr. Afton's name but brushed it off. "That's fine, I expected that." Y/N looks around as Jeremy walks her to a supply closet, "Y'know this tour is pretty short since you've been back here so much," What Jeremy said was true, she had been in the back offices many times.

Jeremy has worked at Freddy's since he was 17, he is now 26. Y/N has seen basically every inch of the building except this one storage closet he was bringing her to.
"This closet holds many secrets...which is why I've never shown you it until now..." Jeremy's hand hovers over the doorknob. He gulps and finally opens it, revealing...

Nothing out of the ordinary.

"We have really high-quality mops, that's the secret," he says, dropping his serious tone. He was kidding about the whole "many secrets thing,".
Y/N does a scoff-laugh, "Wowww Jere, very interesting secrets you got there." she whistles and looks around, "Is this really the only room I haven't seen?"
"Yup," Jeremy clicks his tongue.

"Glad to know I wasn't missing out on anything," Y/N smirks and ruffles his hair.
"This seems like a grimy closet teenagers would make out in or something," Y/N leans against the wall even if she just called the place gross. Jeremy wiggles his eyebrows, "Are you insinuating we should make out right now, at 9 AM on a Tuesday? Little early don't you think?" He was joking, even if he made it sound like they've made out before, they haven't.

They were close enough that they could joke about it without making things awkward. They kissed once when they were twelve, but it wasn't romantic.
It was a neighbor kids birthday, and Y/N and Jeremy attended that birthday. Jeremy had frosting by his lips and Y/N licked it off as a joke. He leaned over and gave her a quick peck. It was a platonic kiss, but they have kissed once.

"Of course I am," Y/N said sarcastically, "I love a good slobbery kiss at 9 AM,"
"Oh fuck yeah," Jeremy laughs quietly, "Anyways, you get a good look at our forbidden mystical closet? I have more shit to tell you,"
"I think so," Y/N and Jeremy leave the closet together.

"There isn't much to working here that you don't already know. Every month or so someone from this location gets sent to the other Fazbear's pizzeria about an hour away. They're really short-staffed, worse than us." Jeremy checks his watch. "I think that's all I need to tell you, just start waiting on people."

He grabs a notepad from his waiter's apron and hands it to her ceremoniously, "I bestow upon you your official Fazbear's notepad. You take orders on it, bring it back to our five-star chefs, then bring the food back to the wonderful customers."

Y/N grabs it a cocks a brow, "Is that it?" Jeremy nodded, "It's super chill here, if you don't know what to do come find me."
With that Jeremy turned on his heels and began walking to the dining area, "Good luck on your first-day dude, I'm rooting for you!" he calls over his shoulder before running into a wall very confidently.

Y/N bursts out laughing at his stupidity. Suddenly she wasn't as nervous to start her new job.

Hey, quick authors note I'm redoing a bunch of chapters, so if you're wondering why I'm redoing the beginning plot that's why. I felt like I rushed William and Y/N too much so I'm redoing it.
Much love, Author <3