FREYA POV:
"Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex is now closed." The familiar voice of the Buildings Electronic Announcer, Also known as Dread Unit for some weird reason, Echoed through the Buildings PA systems. "Initiating night-time Protocols."
"Yeah yeah whatever." I muttered as I rolled my eyes. That voice can get a bit annoying when you hear it multiple times a day, every day.
It was the end of another day here at the Pizzaplex. And thankfully it had been a pretty calm day all things considered. We did have the usual Incidents that happened here at the lounge. But that was a normal occurrence.
Now that the day was over most of us girls had retired to our rooms for the time being. I'm pretty sure Roxy and Chichi were over at Roxy Raceway at the moment, they often did that. And I think Golden and Spring were up at Bonnie Bowls. As for me, I was currently getting changed.
"I wonder what's gonna happen with Gem?" I hummed to myself in thought as I clasped the bands of my bra together, also readjusting the cups so it was on properly. "Hope they get her fixed soon."
Personally, Gem was my favourite of the Minireenas. She was the calmest of her sisters and least likely to get herself into trouble. Not meaning she's a perfect little princess though, oh no. She could still be just as much of a cheeky little gremlin as her sisters when she felt like it.
"Now." I said to myself as I looked at my reflection in the mirror I was standing in front of, twisting my hips and chest to make sure my underwear was on properly. And in my hands was a fresh outfit which I was contemplating on whether I should wear or not. "Ya know what, screw it."
Throwing the clothes onto the stool of my dresser, I made to leave my green room. It wouldn't matter too much if I only wore my Underwear, so long as I didn't leave the lounge. By now there was usually only 1 Employee in the building anyway. The Nightguard, Vanessa Shelly. And she very rarely actually came into the lounge when she did her rounds.
Key word to only 1 Employee in the building being usually. Because as I walked down the stairs into the Utility room, I could hear footsteps. But it wasn't the usual click of heels that most of us girls wore, it sounded more like boots. Not heeled boots like some of the other girls had, but more like working boots.
"Is Vanessa up here?" I muttered to myself as I entered the utility room. Seeing as the stairs up to us girls' green rooms were on the second lever of the Utility room, along with the office, I was able to peek through the grate floor about the open area of the room to see who it was that was in here.
To my surprise, it wasn't Vanessa. It was Evan.
He was dressed in the usual Technician uniform. A simple pair of Grey overalls with reflective strips on the upper and lower sleeves, upper and lower legs, and one around the waist. And the Fazbear Entertainment logo printed on the back, with the usual Freddy art being replaced with a picture of me. And the text "TECHNICIAN" Being printed between his shoulders. He also wore a pair of black steel toe work boots with reflective strips, and had a toolbelt strapped around his waist that also had a part that strapped around his left thigh. And on his head was a pair of custom looking goggles that wouldn't look out of place in a steampunk setting.
He was going through the various shelves in the room pulling specific tools off of them. While I had a pretty decent idea of what he was doing and why he was here. I still found it odd that he was here. He wasn't meant to start for a couple of days still.
With growing curiosity I continued down to the bottom floor of the room. Somehow Evan hadn't noticed my presence and continued to look through the shelves for something. So I just leaned against the wall and watched.
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FNIA: The Missing Pieces
أدب الهواة5 years ago. Our old home was destroyed. And with it someone we all cared for, whether that be Platonical, Familial, or Romantical. And while we've all moved on, and accepted he is gone. A new face at the building may just open a thought healed woun...