Chapter one

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Gas leaks.
Of all things, Scott's pizzeria had closed down because of gas leaks.
Scott made the worst decision to reopen it.

Which is what Mike and Jeremy were trying to tell him, but he seemed ignorant to listen.
"Shut up, you two! I know what I'm doing. I've done this before." Scott insisted.
"And both of us almost got killed by those animatronics." Mike said.
Scott frowned. "Okay, wether you two like it or not, I am reopening. And I'm gonna need a night guard."

"Him." Mike and Jeremy said at the same time, "No, him! HIM!! STOP SAYING EVERYTHING I SAY!!!"
"Okay, both of you, shut the fuck up." Scott snapped, "now, I'm glad you have come to a decision."
"What?" Mike and Jeremy questioned.
"I'll be expecting you both in a week." Scott smiled, "don't worry, I'll leave you a phone call."

Baby was currently holding a screwdriver in between her teeth as she tried to fix up the hole that had appeared in one of the pipes. Unfortunately, this meant she had to take the entire pipe out and try to patch that had appeared behind it in the wall.
"Can someone pass me the metal sheet thing?" She asked, taking the screwdriver out.

"Baby, are you sure you're the best person too fix the pipe?" Ballora asked her.
"Shut up, I've totally got this." Baby answered back. Baby was around thirteen years old. Ballora was a lot older, in her twenties, and saw Baby as a sort of daughter. Therefore, watching her try to fix a hole in the pipe was really unnerving. But Baby had learned how to take care of herself, and she did things like this all the time.

"No, I really don't think-"
"Ballora, I will stab you in the eye with this thing, now can I please have the metal. And four screws." Baby threatened. Ballora said nothing, and handed Baby the things she asked for.

Nothing more than an average day at Circus Baby's Pizza World.

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