The boy in the down low

Uniforms

Michael's pov:

Okay, time to finally get this over with. Underneath the first shelf, there was a bunch of boots tucked near the wall. But I didn't think any of them would fit, so I left them alone. I shifted through the boxes of the first shelf. Either there was some darn short people who worked here... or Father was planning on kids being forced to dress up like their parents. Why the heck was there things that would fit me? I pulled out a pair from the multitude of folded pairs. They got too the adult sizes, but only small and medium.  The pants were black, they didn't seem to be used. That's weird, but I'm not about to complain. Placing them onto the bench, I moved onto the second shelf. 

I quickly found out that a utility belt was the kind Father would wear. The ones with a lot of space to put tools, and pouches for a bunch of random stuff. And even the kid ones had tools in them. Not even the kiddie tools Father gave Elizabeth once. They were actual adult graded tools. Okay, Father what are you thinking? I sighed, shaking my head. Focus Michael, focus, finish these tasks. And get home. It can't be too hard. Right?

I grabbed the step-stool, remembering how to open this specific model by watch Father. I climbed up a bit to the third shelf. Like the other boxes, they had ones in my size. Folded darker purple dress shirts, like Father wore literally all the time. And the uniform of Freddy's nightshift if I remember right. Grabbing one, that still felt like it was new, and placing it on top of the pants. 

Climbing up to the fourth and fifth shelves, finding a pair of black fingerless gloves in the fourth, and a black plain baseball cap. Climbing down the step-stool, I got changed into the uniform. Struggling with the utility belt for a moment, before eventually figuring it out. The belt added weight I wasn't used to.. The tools hitting against my thighs. I sighed, tucking most of my chaotic brown hair into the hat. "Handunit, I'm done." I called out.

"Great, now it's time to check on Funtime Foxy, please proceed back to the main room." The Handunit called out, the map disappearing from the screen at the moment. I sighed and left the room. Walking back through the what could only hallway in the entire building. I went into the main room, with it's creepy green floor. I took a moment and looked around the room. I missed over the weird sculptures of faces in the corner, by the room that one ballerina animatronic was. That was totally not creepy at all.... In the front of the room, was another closed off vent. And above it was what looks like a faceplate of an animatronic, pure white expect for a clown red nose... Okay, weird. 

I went over to the other control panel, hitting the blue button. By the vent that led into Funtime Auditorium. The lights flickered on, and through the window, I saw an empty stage. Handunit spoke up, from the tablet instead of the speakers this time. "Uh oh, it seems like Funtime Foxy has taken the day off. Please admister a controlled shock." 

I tensed up at the moment of another one of those.. not again. I sighed, hesitating over the red button. "I'm so sorry..." I mumbled, squeezing my eyes shut as I pressed the button. Hearing the zapping noise. 

"Now press the blue button." Handunit said. I pressed the lights button again. To see a white and pink version of Foxy... Why is everything themed pink? Was this made for Elizabeth or something?