Y/n walks into the living room after getting back from work to see his mom sitting there
Y/n: Mom, what are you doing up this early it's *checks watch* 6:30?
Mom: I know, I just wanted to be here when you came back from work. Speaking of work, how was your first day on the job?
Y/n: Well, it was interesting, I met my coworkers who are very.... unique.
Mom: Unique, how?
Y/n: They each have very different personalities.
Mom: Ahh, ok
Y/n: Anyway, I'm kinda beat. I'm gonna head to bed.
Mom: Alright, sweetheart
Y/n walks upstairs to his room, where he hangs up his uniform and heads to bed.
10 hours later
Y/n wakes up and checks the time. It was currently 4:30.
Y/n: Ok, time to get up
Y/n rolls out of bed and decides to do some chores around the house. This takes about 4 hours. After done, y/n goes to hang out in the living room. Talking to his mom about the Olympic games that were going on.
Y/n: All I'm saying is that if Micheal Phelps was going against these swimmers, they would get cooked.
Mom: Suuuuure
Y/n: (thoughts) I wonder if they would pay me if I showed up to work early to help
Y/n messages Jan
Y/n
Ms. Jan, I'm free right now if you would use some help at the club
Jan
Sure, I can always use a hand around here. The night club gets busy this time of the day.
Y/n
Alright, I'll be there in 10 minutes
Y/n: *standing up* I'm gonna head to work early. My boss said they need an extra hand
Mom: Alright, goodluck sweetheart
Y/n goes upstairs and puts on his uniform along with grabbing a backpack with his switch, snacks, and a water bottle
Arriving outside the club, you see the parking lot packed to the brim with cars.
Walking in, you see Bonnie and Fredina on the stage performing, Chica running around with food and drinks, and god knows what Foxy is doing.
You see, Jan waves you over from across the room, and you walk over
Jan: Thanks for volunteering to come to work early. I could really use the help.
Y/n: No problem, so what do you need me to do
Jan: Work a security as the girls, most the people here think that since they pay for the experience that they can do anything they want to the girls
Y/n: understood
Y/n begins walking around, looking for anything that could be overstepping. He didn't see anything until Chica started serving, where one of the male patrons decided to start grabbing her ass
Dick Head: Hey sweet cheeks, where you've been my entire life
Chica: h-hey, stop that
Dilc Head: Relax, I'm just having a bit of fun
Y/n: Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to get your hand off the girl
The guy turns to look at you
Dick Head: Look, shrimp dick I don't care two shits about what you got to say. I paid my entry fee, and now I'm enjoying what I paid for.
Y/n: Last time I checked, paying the entry fee doesn't mean you get to grope the girls.
Dick Head: Yeah, well, what are you gonna do about it
Y/n: *grabbing back of head* This
Y/n proceeds to slam this guy's head into the table, knocking him out and one go
Y/n: Right, so Chica, anyone else at this table causing you problems?
Chica: N-no, thanks for handling it
Y/n: *graying the guy to drag away* No problem, just let me know if you have any more problems
Y/n throws the trouble maker out and then continues to watch over the girls until the patrons start to leave
Jan: Hey, Y/n
Y/n: What's up?
Jan: Thanks for taking care of the guy
Y/n: Just doing my job, and I believe I should start making my way to my office
Jan nods as y/n walks off
YOU ARE READING
Adventures in Fredina Fazbear's Nightclub
General Fiction*disclaimer* all art used in not owned by me, and I do not take credit for any of it. There are also gonna be scenes that are not child friendly. View discretion advised Y/n has finally managed to graduate high. Though he might not have been the sm...
