(READ DESC) Fazbear Entertainment's New Apprentice

Chapter 8: Let The Show Begin! (And Also Cuddles!!!)

You eventually got backstage and checked the time. 7:15 am. You sighed tiredly. Today was going to be a long day. You could feel it. You looked down at your clipboard to see the schedule for today. The starting show was at 7:30, then there was a fifteen-minute break, and then for three hours it's on and off with every band rocking their stuff for half an hour to the customers. Then it would be 10:45 if everyone stays on schedule. There's a break for everyone back here whilst the 'secondary' shows go on at Rocky Ocean Corner. You were about to turn the page and do a check on who was on when someone tapped your shoulder. It felt human. You looked up and saw a man in a uniform similar to yours except themed around Funtime Foxy. His pants were white with a pink line going down the side of them. Their dress shirt was also white and they wore a pair of matching white gloves. Their vest was a bright pink with silver lining and they had a silver badge on, similar to your golden one that read 'Funtime's Manager'. Surrounding their badge they had a few Funtime Foxy themed badges.

"Excuse me miss/sir. I'm terribly sorry to interrupt."

They spoke softly, the robotic chatter around the two of you making it almost impossible to hear them.

"No, it's ok. Can I help you?"

The man smiled nervously as he held his hand out to you.

"I just wanted to introduce myself is all. I'm Martin, the manager of the Funtimes. I heard that you were the Fantasies new manager."

You smiled sweetly as you shook his hand.

"Right you are! I'm (Y/N). It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine dear. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask. I'd be happy to help you out."

So it looks like Funtime Freddy isn't the only charmer over at Cirus Baby's Pizza World! You suppressed a giggle at your realisation as you pulled away from the handshake.

"Thanks, Martin."

"No worries, (Y/N). Say, would you like to meet the other managers? That is if you're not busy with your little zoo."

You paused.

"My..zoo?"

He let out a chuckle.

"My, where are my manners? Us managers refer to our groups as miniature zoos. It's not like they're human or anything. They're all animals! But if you're uncomfortable with that, I'll be sure to lay back."

Without thinking, you quickly blurted out an answer.

"Oh, I think mine is more of a farm than a zoo, Martin! If I'm not careful Hook's going to eat Bonita and Daisy"

The two of you laughed as Martin pulled out his phone, texting someone.

"Hey, could I have your number (Y/N)? The other managers and I have a group chat and it'd be great if you could join us!"

You pulled out your phone and opened up your contacts, showing him yours. He quickly typed your number in and not long after you got a text from a group chat titled 'Recycling'.

"Re...recycling?"

You looked up at Martin in confusion. What kind of group chat name is Recycling?

"The mechanics got 'Trash' before we could nab it."

The two of you chuckled as you both looked down. For you, there was a bunch of unknown numbers telling you to go to the break room so you could meet everyone. You would've gone with no hesitation but it was 7:23 now and Bonita was nowhere in sight. Hold on...