Readers POV
It's been a while since I made friends with the Fazbear employees.
Bonnie was humble and nice, Chica was cheerful and energetic, Foxy was tough but caring and protective of his friends.
Goldy was quiet but busy and mostly worked behind the scenes not much interaction with him.
His twin brother Freddy was a bit of the opposite. And while Goldy was co owner of fazbears pizzeria, Freddy was the owner.
Hence the name! (/sherlock... Lol...ok I'll shut up :3 Xp)
Freddy was bold and firm, he always spoke his mind but not in a bad way. He was always there for anyone and everyone at his pizzeria.
Since my mom knew them in college she doesn't doubt them at all, my brother isn't exactly saying anything or protesting.
A week until my 19th birthday, i'll finally be able to get my chef license and work for the Fazbear Brothers.
I'm so excited! 'I wonder if freddy will let me add something to the menu...' I thought as i walked down the sidewalk swinging my small hand purse in my paw and my tail wagging behind me.
When i reached the pizzeria i went through the front rather then the back (hehe >;3) to go to the employees room.
I got on my uniform and i got to work, sweeping, cleaning dusting, spraying, wiping.
I threw out the last two garage bags into the back dumpster and washed my paws sticking my tongue out in disgust from taking out the trash.
"Hey (y/n)! Can you come help me with this?" Chica called from the kitchen. "Sure thing be right there! Just gotta put away the cleaning supplies! "
When i came into the kitchen Chica and the three other cooks were scurrying around. "Why are all four of you here? Usually there's no need-" i started but was interrupted by Chica practically squawking.
"We have three! I repeat three birthday parties going on right now! Freddy, Bonnie,Foxy and Goldy got their hands full right now as you know foxy and Bonnie usually help but.." She put her wing on her head sighing.
"Its fine I'll help out even though I'm not really supposed to yet but hey whatever, desperate times." I say smiling as i lay out pizza ingredients.
"Oh your allowed to help just not cook em, you won't be in trouble if your just putting the toppings and sauce on." She giggled as she scooped a pizza out of the oven and plopped three more in.
When i was cleaning the counter tops i could feel Chica standing beside me and i got a bit weirded out by it.
"Um Chica..?" I look at her raising a brow. "Ya know (y/n) I've seen Freddy looking at you alot lately" she said giggling and nudging my side.
"Huh?!? You're probably uh mistaken Chica, he's probably just eager to get me to help out here even more when i get my license in as a chef." I say blushing snd looking away and scrub the counter tops a bit firmer.
"Mmmm? Is there something you're both hiding? Hmmm? C'mon you can tell your auntie Chica" she said with a big smile wrapping a wing around the back of my neck and pulling me close.
As she let me go Freddy walked in with clip board and a pen in his hand. "How're the cakes coming Chica?" He said looking up at us.
"We're almost done, the other cooks are done making the icing. I'm gonna take over frosting while they do the pizzas." She said smiling.
"Good good, are we running low on anything?" He asked looking up at me...for.. Some.. Reason? "Umm well the brush used for scrubbing broke yesterday so I brought mine in" I said holding mine up.
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