"I can't believe I'm doing this." Jay muttered as they prepared themselves for an entire day of socializing with guests. Being a handler, AKA emotional support human, was very, very social.
Why did they take this position again?
Right. Better pay. And Monty needed one. And no one else would apply for him. And he was her friend. And somehow he was almost as forgetful as them.
"Figured." Monty said. Jay startled, whipping her head to look at him. He was peeking into the women's staff bathroom, looking at them currently bracing themself on the sink. Jay rolled their eyes playfully, acting easily sliding over her emotions.
"Yeah, yeah, pervert. Outta the ladies room, give me a minute." They winked. "Gotta pretty myself up, you understand?" They grinned playfully. Monty gave them a look before disappearing. They deflated.
Right. It wasn't so bad last time, It wouldn't be bad this time.
Definitely.
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Oh, the joys of animatronics! What was that? Karens? Ah, shoot.
FanfictionThe PizzaPlex needed repairs, and so did the animatronics themselves. Thank God that they had extras on-hand! Or, well, an order away! I would like to tell everyone who reads this story, that at the current point in time the first few chapters suck...
