No Nights at Team Crafted's
Chapter 2:
Waking Up
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A loud ringing woke Tyler up that morning. Groaning, half asleep, he reached around for his phone, which was making the noise. He found it on the floor, knocked off the night stand for some reason. Picking it up, he struggled to answer the call.
“Hello?” He said, then yawning.
“Tyler?”
Tyler took a moment to register that. Again, he was hardly awake yet. “Aviator?”
“Listen here, okay?” Aviator sighed. “Disregard last night. You're going back to work in the morning. Mike too.”
Tyler cleared his throat, sitting on the end of his bed.
“Now hold on. I want a reason this time. What's the deal?” Tyler demanded.
“I was told to forget the orders given last night by the very guy who gave them. The theme park is opening late today because of that, but it's not closed yet.” Aviator explained. “But I think Team Crafted Co is pulling their strings. I don't know what they are doing, but it seems like they want the park to stay open.”
Tyler shifted a bit. What was Team Crafted Co's deal with the park anyway? They get hardly any profit from it. It's not a gold mine at all. But Tyler was glad the park was okay right now. He died over that park, so it made all the sense to feel that way.
“So TC changed the Law's mind again?” Tyler asked.
“I think they're running out of ideas, Tyler.” Aviator sighed. “Wish I knew, honestly. Anyway, you and Mike will be returning tonight, so I hope you didn't make any plans.”
“I'm thankful, actually.” Tyler, referring to his Aunt.
“You miss playing with your friends already?” Aviator referred to the animatronics with a chuckle.
“Yeah, whatever.” Tyler said. “See ya' at 12.”
Tyler hung up the phone and placed it in his pocket. He got up, stretching and yawning again. Tyler changed into clean clothes and planned out something for him to do for the day. It was 2 PM, and he could hear his siblings running around the house and Janet's loud voice talking. He decided that maybe he'd go out to get himself something to eat. A late lunch. He was starving anyway. And, finding Bashur's papers on the desk, thought this could be a good time to read them. Putting them in his bag, he found his keys and got the courage to walk out of the door.
“Oh look, it's Tyler!” Aunt Janet was the first to point him out.
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No Nights at Team Crafted's (sequel to FnaTC)
FanfictionTyler starts his third week at his job at the Team Crafted Theme Park, along with Mike Schmidt, but things quickly get back out of hand. Whatever Team Crafted Co. told the Law force to keep them quiet about all the past deaths has worn off, and the...
