"What do you mean, another one?!"
"I'm not kidding—Customer Service had it reported a while ago—we already dispatched the staff bots and—"
"And what?! The police? What's next? The federacy?! The president?!"
"N-no, sir, just the local police department--"
"You should've asked me before doing any of that! The Pizzaplex cannot handle anymore blows on its rep—ugh! For goodness sake—security had ONE job! And it's only what, ten in the morning!?"
"S-sorry, sir, I'll keep things coordinated--"
"Coordinated?! you fool! What are you standing around for?! Be useful for once and check with security! Not loiter around like some idiot!"
"Y-yes sir!"
Footsteps of various pairs soundlessly thumped against carpets, the long pathway covered by people in various uniforms, navy blue, black, white—and the staff of the building itself.
There were customers in the vicinity, most with children—families alike, teens on their phones, and mothers scolding their children from trying to run off before they even purchased a complementary pass. But despite the atmosphere of joy and glee from the buzzling morning in the Pizzaplex—they were left unknown of the turmoil which shook the staff in the early morning.
"Excuse me—please—coming through!" the voice of the young assistant rang out, pushing through the line of customers who were lining up in the turnstiles, holding out their complementary passes just to get to the Main Atrium itself.
It was too early in the morning, but the endless bustling seems to be on full speed ahead—there wasn't an ounce of time idle for clients eager to play, have fun, and bond with friends and family in this colorful establishment.
And yet... no one knew....
"Excuse me—! Coming through—ARGH!" air was knocked out of the young personnel as he collided with someone else, unceremoniously landing on his behind in a painful thud against the carpets. The sounds emitting from the environment dulled out what grunt of pain he could utter, just who in the—
"Oh fuck—I'm so sorry—" your own voice rang out, after having bumped into a frantically running employee, collecting yourself hastily to get up on your feet—your hand stretched out to politely grab onto the other employee's hand, to help him up as well. "I didn't see you there, why the rush?"
Today, you were taking the morning shift, all because you spent the rest of the night shift dozing off on a random couch in the top floor planetarium-like attraction. To compensate for your rest and noncompletion of work, you took up the day shift.
But for some reason, you arrived to see the Pizzaplex in a buzz—not only due to the swarm of customers received by the Pizzaplex on a daily basis, but due to the awry and panicked looks of a few staff—including this guy whom you oh, so conveniently bumped into.
YOU ARE READING
His Formidable Return {Glamrock Freddy x Reader}
FanfictionThe sequel to "Nothing But A Stranger" Your return to work after the whole fiasco has been quite smooth, and duties are now resuming in your nighttime obligations. However, as you progress through the days, memories of things you thought you have lo...
