Fazbear Enterprise

CHAPTER 3- A Different Kinda Fun

  I sat on the couch flipping through the channels when Sean came from downstairs. "So the beast leaves his cave does he?" Sean laughed and tried to sneak up on me, he tried to tickle me. We both roared with laughter. James came into the room and shook his head. "You two are so immature." He chuckled to himself, Sean rolled his eyes. "Oh come on James, it's not like we're doing anything bad." James agreed and left the room. My phone began to ring, I checked the number and answered. "Hello?" I said as static seemed to shower through there receiver. "Hey, it's Zander." Zander? How did he even get my number? "Hey, what's up?" I said, trying to sound like I have been busy. "Um, you don't think you could come down to the restaurant do ya? I know it's your day off but I need your help." I told Zander I would be there as soon as I could. I threw on my shoes and started for the door, Sean grabbed my arm. "Where are you going?" He looked at me with worried eyes, that was a first. "Got a call from work, I'll be back in a bit I promise." As I opened the door and began heading down the road, a thought hit my head. Is Sean developing a liking to me? No, there was no way. Sean didn't like girls like that, he liked hookers, whores, girls who sell themselves. Didn't he? As I approached the glass double doors I saw Zander standing by the doors, waiting for me. I opened the doors and Zander grabbed me. "Ok, so we have the showroom blocked off." He seemed, panicked and nervous. "What happened?" He shivered and spoke with suspicion. "Well, their cleaning it up. When they're done we need you to clean and fix Jack's mouth." I nodded without a single word. We must have waited for a while until the 'clean up crew' was done. A police officer and some paramedics walked out, carrying what looked like a bundle of blankets. I walked in and saw Jack was taken off stage and stood on the carpet floor, in an attacking stance. The rim of his mouth was covered in a thick red substance that I guessed to be blood. I covered my mouth as Mr. Afton stood in front of Jack. "Don't worry, he just needs a new circuit board. Besides that he's fine. Take him to your office, clean him, fix him up." They helped me lift him and put him on a dolly to carry him to my office. After I got him in there they shut the door and then it was me and him. I quickly pulled out a rag and began wiping off blood, without his mouth moving I heard "Thank you." I knew it came from him, I was in a soundproofed room, alone, with a robot. When I pulled back from wiping off the blood his head moved. His eyes blinked and looked directly at me. I quickly fell backward, his eyes were like mirrors of pure fear. I stood up shaking, I didn't know what to do. "J-Jack?" I slowly walked towards him with my handheld outwards. His left arm began to lift upwards, my arm retreated to my side. He spoke, but with movement. His voice was shaky and torn. "Don't.....afraid..." I began to breathe heavily, panicking. "Are you telling me to not be afraid?" Nothing, no movement, no sound. Even though he did nothing, I could tell he was upset. It's seemed HE was afraid, more than I was. He moved his arms up to his head, he pushed a button on his neck as a sharp beep seemed to sound off. With a shock, he began to speak. "Please, don't deactivate..." before he finished his sentence I answered him. "I won't, do you remember me, Jack?" His eyes darted back and forth examining my face. "Belle, it's been forever." Without hesitation, I hugged him, unfortunately with immediate regret. "I need to fix your circuit board, it needs to be replaced with a new one. I promise it will be fine." I picked up the remote on my desk and hit the Jacks button. I heard him power down and began to work on him. There was a small hatch on the back of his head. I unscrewed it and quickly took off the door. Immediately the circuit board shot out, it smelled horrible like someone burned it. I found the slot and slid it into it until it made a click. I shut the door back and screwed it back on. Should I tell them I fixed him? Should I talk to him more? Maybe he knew what happened to my dad. Then again I promised Sean I would be back as soon as I got finished. "I fixed him!" I yelled, came back into the room and rolled him back out and put him back on stage. Now it was time to go back home. As I walked back home I decided to pick up groceries. I had about $60 to get some stuff we needed. I texted James as I crossed the street to get to the store, all he said was bread and sausage. He didn't care what kind. I walked in and got the bread and milk and decided to get some stuff for myself. My jacket was torn terribly by the sleeves, so I walked over by the clothes. A beautiful pastel blue jacket with a little pink cat's face was on the rack and was only twenty bucks. I picked it up and checked out. I started towards Jame's house and approached the door. I opened the door and headed for the kitchen with Sean right on my tail. "You were gone for two hours!" He was filled with distress and concern, kinda like a little kid waiting for his mom. I rolled my eyes and headed upstairs with my jacket still in the bag. "What's that?" He said, trying to grab the bag. "I bought a new jacket, mine has been torn for a while now." He smiled seeing the pastel blue almost shine out of the bag. "I bet it would great on you, the blue matches your eyes." He smirked and walked past me into his room. My brain was officially broken, am I blushing?' That was the only thought in my head, had I grown attached to Sean? Was he attached to me? I knew I couldn't ask, that was like telling a rejected puppy to go home.