𖤐 ᨵׁׅׅυׁׅꭈׁׅׅ꯱~ 𖤐 Bloodmoon(s) x Y/n 𖤐

Day One!..

An annoying alarm blasted from your phone, causing you to wake up with a groan. You slapped their phone repeatedly till the alarm shut up, before sitting up in your bed.

You checked your calendar, being reminded that you had a job interview today. You got out of bed, taking out a random outfit from your closet. You discarded their pajamas into your laundry basket, changing into the outfit.

Something soft rubbed against your leg, causing you to look down; it was your cat, Rusty. Named that because it had a rust-like color. "Hey, buddy." You stooped down to pet it, getting a soft pur from the creature.

You stood up, leaving your bedroom to go feed the tiny, fluffy abomination. You poured some cat food from a bag into the bowl, causing the creature to come running at it. You smiled softly, leaving to go brush your teeth.

After getting ready, brushing your teeth and hair, and making sure the cat didn't destroy anything, you left. The place wasn't too far from their house; Freddy Fazbears Mega Pizza Plex. Quite the name.

You opened the door, holding your application in hand. walking up to the front desk, you placed the application down on the counter. "Hello? I'm here for the job." The receptionist nodded, typed something on the computer, and looked up at you.

"The interview is in the office down that hallway," he pointed to a hallway. " Good luck!" You nodded. "Thanks, err.." You took a glance at his nametag. "Elliot." You nodded quickly and made your way down the hallway; who needs good luck for an interview? Wait, no, actually, that's a good thing.

You opened the door, waving at a women who appeared to be the one handling the interview. She was sitting at a desk, looking up from a laptop briefly at you. "Good morning. Take a seat." She gestured to a chair in front of you, which you slowly sunk into.

"Y/N L/N, correct?" You nodded. "Nice to meet'cha. I handle all the important bullshit Fazbears doesn't want to." You wondered briefly whether the women should be so Laid-back, but shrugged it off. " Yes, I'm here for the job." Rent was expensive and your past jobs didn't pay enough.

"Mhm. So, the jobs open are.." she rambled off a few jobs, before stopping. "Andd, assistant to the daycare attendants. Any catch you're eye?" You'd always been good with kids, handling your younger siblings when you were younger and helping out your parents when needed.

"Ah, i think I'd do well working in the daycare." You spoke softly. The employer gave you a puzzled look. "Are you sure? Not to be rude, but the attendants are kind of.." she cupped her hands over her mouth  "Creepy." despite the rude remark, you nodded.

"Yes, I'm sure." she shrugged, but input it into the computer. "Alright. Question one; how good are you with kids? On a rank of one to five." You thought for a moment, before answering with a four. "I used to babysit my siblings when i was younger, they were around one to eight years old."

There were a few more questions, until finally, it was over. "Alright, 'ya passed. You can start today and get an early pay, or take the day off and start normally." You took the option to start early, getting a uniform flung at you in the process. "Ight, go put that on. You should have a map, courtesy of the damn map bots, but the daycares across from here if you don't."

The uniform was alright; pants with star and sun patterns on it, a white button-up shirt, and a vest that shared the pattern. It.. Surprisingly fit you well. You walked around for a bit before they found the big wooden doors leading to the daycare. You pushed them open.

Let The Games Begin.