Fazbear's Jones Security

2: She Doesn't Need Help, And He's Rehired

"Bonnie moved?!" David in disbelief as he worked the kitchen alone, "Why didn't you call Mr. Fazbear? He said to call when that happens, didn't he?" It was past six, and my shift had just ended. The second it hit six, the doors the,selves had automatically opened and the locks open.

"I didn't really mind it. I mean, I just said it was my imagination Dave. I could've dreamt it. I don't remember much from that night, all I did was sleep." I scoffed, laughing as I drank a plastic cup of orange juice David had given me, "Besides! even if Bonnie really did move, he moved back. There's no proof Bonnie moved in the first place." I stated, trying to sound reasonable, but he wasn't buying it.

"I have to call Charles, Emma. Sorry, but it's sorta the rules here. This place is already as shitty as it is, if he finds out something like that and it ain't from your lips, you're fired. I can really tell you need this job." I gave up, letting out a sigh. It's too early for this...it's only six-thirty.

"Alright, alright I'll tell him. What's he gonna do anyways? I mean, the worst he can do is hire more employees. I know he won't fire me, he needs someone for the job. If he hires more to keep this place at night in check, he'll probably loose more money." I added on, grabbing the stuff I had brought to work and heading for the door, "I'll probably come by later on today for some food after I run some errands and stuff. Save some pizza for me, okay?"

I looked back to him, and he smiled, "Sure thing! Hey, why not come later at around nine or ten? That's when the rest of the employees actually show up. Of course, I gotta be here at six since I'm the main chef and I gotta cook some food for the kids who still come 'round." I nodded, smiling back and waving him goodbye, "Sure, but don't expect me to come by on time. I might've just met you, but I can tell we'll be great friends."

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I was back to my condo, and as I was taking care of a few bills, my uniform which laid on my bed reminded me I had to tell Charles of what happened last night. My phone was dead, so I went to the phone in the kitchen and dialled his number. It took a while, but then he finally answered.

Charles: *groans* You gotta be kidding me... *yawns* Hello?

Emma: Charles?

Charles: Speaking, who's this? I swear if this is you pulling pranks Killi-

Emma: Um, this is Emma. The new night guard you hired?

Charles: *gasps* Oh! Emma! Uh, what is it that you need? None of my employees really call me so I thought you were one of my damned rivals.

Emma: Rivals? Oh, nevermind. I was calling because it kinda said on the set of rules to call you when shit goes down while I'm on night shift.

Charles: Rules? I said to only call me when- oh...

Emma: Yeah...

Charles: Uh, okay um what happens last night?

Emma: Well I was wandering around the place, giving myself a tour to make myself used to it. Then when I went over to the stage, or party area, whatever that place is called I saw Bonnie. He wasn't on stage. It was standing right by table four I think.

Charles: *sounds of commotion in background* *glass shattering*

Emma: Everything alright, sir?

Charles: *clears throat* I am very sorry, Miss Swan, my ears are not working today. I thought you said Bonnie moved off stage.

Emma: Um, Bonnie did. I just thought it was my imagination, because in the morning Bonnie was back up on stage.