WARNING: SPOILERS!!! ~A Watty's 2019 Submission!

Saved for the True Tale of Five Night's at Freddy's

Epilogue

Mary Schmidt looked down at the newspaper sitting on her kitchen, taking a sip of coffee from her cup.

"Looking for a new job again, Mary?" Her husband came up behind her, rubbing her shoulders and kissing her cheek, making her smile.

"Well, you know we have to support Mike, of course." She told him, referring to her son. She had named him after an old friend of hers whom she had met long ago.

"What about that place?" Her husband, Frederick, pointed at a small ad for a place.

"Candy's Burgers and Fries, huh?" She asked, reading the ad. "Family restaurant looking for security guard on the nightshift. From twelve AM to six AM, just gotta watch the cameras and keep an on eye on the animatronics. And wow, does it pay! One hundred dollars a week to watch a few robots!"

"Mom's gonna work at Candy's?" Mike came wandering in looking for breakfast, but got excited at the thought of his mom working at his favorite burger place.

Mary nodded, smiling. "Well, I suppose it wouldn't be too difficult of a job." She thought aloud. "After all, what harm can a few robot cats do?"

And Mary soon found herself behind the security desk at Candy's Burgers and Fries. The telephone on the counter rang, and a message came through.

"Uh hello, hello? Uh, junior manager here." Came a slightly nervous, but friendly sounding voice over the phone. "Uh, so you're the new security guard, right? Yeah, it's great to finally have someone qualified for the job, you know? Ha ha." Mary chuckled as well, thinking about how "qualified" she was for the job. Needed money, saw the job in an ad in the newspaper. Real qualified. "We had to, like, share the shifts because, you know, someone has to be here during the night. But with you, now we have more energy to be here during the day."

"Yeah, I bet." She murmured to answer him, sitting down in her chair and checking the cameras a little, having had a little training done earlier that day. Nothing had gone wrong so far. Not that she expected anything to go wrong.

"Uh, you see, we're probably going to be a lot busier from now on." The guy over the phone continued. "Uh, you might have heard about the place called Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, right?" She nodded, forgetting that he couldn't see or hear her. "Uh, yeah. They got shut down yesterday. I don't know why though. Probably something like a tax fraud or such, you know. I never really liked that place. I always had a bad feeling about it, you know..?"

"You don't know the half of it." She murmured, and looked at the camera again, freezing as soon as she looked. One of the cats had moved from where it was supposed to be.