Not What You Expected : Mike Schmidt x Reader

Chapter 2: The Five

            They were all sitting behind a long table. Each of them seems to already have something to occupy themselves with. You walked down a short corridor towards them. The first thing you noticed was that there were no doors to keep anything out of the room.

            Well then...

            Just then, all five of them looked up to you at the same time, like they've been expecting your arrival. The man sitting in the middle signaled you to hurry up to where they were sitting. With that, you practically ran up to them. You observed each one of them carefully. The first man all the way at your left literally had a phone for a head, which scared you to confusion at first. The phone was red and he was the tallest among the group. He seemed decent and sort of like a gentleman. He took your hand in a firm grip and shook it. "Hello. My name is Scott, but everyone calls me Phone Guy, as you can see why..." he motions to his head. "You're the new night guard, I presume?" You wondered how he speaks. Through his dialpad? "H-Hello, Yes I am, and my name is Y/N. Y/N L/N." You spoke to everyone in the room.

            "W-Well, i-its nice to h-have another j-joining us d-during our s-shifts." The one who signaled you over earlier spoke in a stuttering manner, out of fright of the nights, you thought. You realized that he had no eyes. Only a question mark on the spot where they were supposed to be. It changes to an exclamation mark, which you found out later when another guy put his hand on his shoulder. Interesting. "A-Anyway, m-my name is J-Jeremy Fitzgerald. You can c-call me J-Jeremy, though. N-Nice to m-meet y-you, Y-Y/N," Jeremy shook your hand too, but a bit more gentle. Another voice popped up from your left. "Hi! I'm Fritz Smith!" You tilted your head to the guy sitting in between of Phone Guy and Jeremy. "Hello, Fritz." Fritz wore glasses, had freckles and light orange hair. You noticed he was a little on the chubby side and he was snacking on crackers as he spoke. "Good to have you Y/N!" He was friendly, you took note.

            "Well, it certainly IS good to have you here accompanying us during our night shifts Y/N." A man spoke from your utmost right side, possibly sitting at the edge to the right of the table. You were about to turn you head completely when you felt a hand grab yours. You quickly turn to see a purple man. No joke. For he was literally purple from head to toe. The only things that stood out from the purple colour was his huge white eyes, with no pupils, and his gold badge. "You like what you see~?" He asked in a seductive way, to which you cringed. He just laughed and kissed your hand, letting go of it afterwards. "My name is Vincent, love. Some people call me Purple Guy, but I'd prefer you calling me the former, actually." He smirked. "Well, pleasure to meet you Vincent." You greeted, ignoring the weird look he gave you a few seconds ago. "Oh and it really is a wonderful pleasure to meet you too Y/N." He said. "Just ignore whatever he says to you Y/N, trust me." A new voice spoke to you, causing Vincent to temporarily groan in disgust. "Look Mike, if you will stop being so hard-headed, you can see that she's okay with me." Vincent replied, looking at the one who had spoken so rudely about him earlier. You look at the direction where the new voice came from, to see yet another man, possibly the last one you'd have to meet. He had pale grey skin and a set of big azure blue eyes. He had a slim but tough build, enough to be intimidating, and as if his stern look wasn't intimidating enough. You noticed his hands are wrapped with bandages, too. He was bald, judging by the lack of hair under his security hat. He shot daggers at Vincent, then looked back at you with a small smile. "Hi Y/N, I'm Mike Schmidt. You can call me Mike." He greeted politely. "Hey Mike." You said simply.

            You had a minute left to start with your new co-workers. Mike and Jeremy gave you a basic runup of your job. Fritz was in charge of winding up the music box to keep something "sleeping", apparently. Jeremy had to check the hallway for any animatronics. Mike checked the cameras, seeing that he had the most experience and was a pro at his job. Finally Phone Guy and Vincent had to check the vents, although Vincent sometimes slacks off during his shift. He still gets his work done on harder nights though. They gave you a choice of picking your job. You didn't know for sure at first. But then you settled on checking the hallways with Jeremy, since he's known to freeze up sometimes when he sees something. Jeremy handed you a flashlight from a drawer to his right. Then you got to work.

            After all, it was only five nights. What's the worst that could happen?