Mike's P.O.V
I entered my work space, Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, the same place where, years before, i've been bitten. It seemed like only i knew that it was an accident. I felt a finger pocking me, so i turned to see Scott, or PG, standing there. He was a pretty nice guy, he would help you get settled on your first days and so.
"Hey Mike!"
Also, I couldn't understand why he was always energetic.
"Yes?"
"You should know already, that the last night guard died?"
"Yes, i did"
"So, tomorrow we are getting a new guy to take the shift, so, i was thinking..."
"No."
"But you're the best at this!"
"Ugh, fine, i'll train the guy, but only this time!"
"Thank you!"He trailed off
I started guarding again, which I liked to do. I saw a boy, 8, 9 years old, crying, so i went to him to see what was happening.
I approached him and crouched, making sure we could make eye contact
"Hey little fella, whats going on?"I asked, gently putting my hand on his hair.
"No- No one wants to play with me!"He said, sobbing
"That's not true, i want to!"
"Really?"His eyes started to shine again
"Yes!"
"Yay!"He said, jumping at me and tackling me to the ground. I got up and looked at him.
"So, what do you want to do?"He thought for a little, before answering:
"Let's play with The Puppet!"
he ran to the prize corner, with me behind, trying to follow. He chatted with The Puppet for a little, and I got pretty impressed by how friendly he sounded, maybe he wasn't so bad at night too? I shook these thoughts out of my mind, given that I liked to live, and it wasn't worth the risk. We played for hours, and I actually enjoyed it. The Boy's parents came to take him, so I looked at the clock and saw it was already 7:00 P.M. I grabbed my coat and sprinted, or power walked, to my house, which was a few blocks distant. I dropped my keys on the living room desk, and doll got there, wearing a cooking apron
"Well, look who decided to finally RETURN home!"
"Sorry Doll, i wasn't paying much attention to the clock."
"Fine!"She sighed
"Dinner's on the table, go eat before it gets cold."And so she left to her room. I ate the dinner and went to my room, took a shower and got to sleep.
Jeremy's P.O.V
I looked at the clock, 11:25 P.M, great, I was gong to get late on my first day, just because they broke my phone, and I didn't have any sort of alarm. I quickly tidied myself and started running to Fazbear's, which wasn't very far, but yet, a little.
After some time running, I checked my clock, 11:30, half way there, this wasn't going to be good. I ran as fast and far as I could, before spotting the place, which wasn't very... discrete, given the fact that it had bright neon lights and colors. I looked at my clock, 11:40, ten minutes late. I entered the place and went through a hallway, getting to the only lights on.
I ended up in the place's security office, and there was a guy there, apparently the same age as i, black hair, he was also a lot taller than i.
"E-Excuse me..."I stuttered
"You're late"he said on a raspy tone
"S-Sorry..."He looked at me
"No problem, my name is Mike... Mike Schmidt "I reached for his hand and I shook it.
"J-Jeremy... Fitsgerald"
I sat in a stool by his side, and he explained the basics of the job for me. I almost fainted when i learned that the animatronics moved, but I managed to calm down.
Mike's P.O.V
This guy Jeremy seemed to be a rather nice guy, bad thing he was going to die after the first week or so. It all went easy... Until Toy Chica appeared in the hallway. I put on my mask and looked at Jeremy, he was frozen solid in his stool, he didn't even seem to breath, so I had to put his mask for him. After some time, as usual, she dismissed and I looked ad Jeremy again, he seemed to be getting to normal.
What happened there Jeremy?I asked, louder and ruder than I planned to.
I-I frozeHe lowered his head
You froze? You can't do this, this is a matter of life or death!
S-Sorry... i'm good at nothing...I looked at his head and noticed something:he was crying.
