My Dear Friend, Bonnie

Chapter 3: Dayshift

6:00 AM
(Stella POV)

Me and my mom drove home in silence. I had waved goodbye to Bonnie before I had left. "I need to tell you something important, Stella," My mother said. I gestured her to go on. "I was at a doctor's appointment while you were at Luna's birthday party and I found out I need surgery soon. So when I get surgery and I am healing, I won't be able to work so you will need a job." I nodded, letting my mom go on. "It's to make money while I'm not working because when I take time off of work, I don't get paid that day. Any questions sweetie?" I stopped for a moment. "What exactly is the surgery for?" My mom sighed. "Well, I have a tumor on my leg, so I need to get that surgically removed." I nodded, understanding.

When we got home, I sat at the table and took out my phone. I looked up full time jobs and looked at what the pay was. I found a Freddy Fazbear's Pizza staff availability that paid 120 dollars an hour. "Hey mom," I said. My mom came out with a rag that was soaked in warm water. She put it over my black eye and looked at my phone. "Wow, that's actually good pay," she said impressed. "I'll call and see if they accept you later today."

I nodded and turned off my phone. I was tired and ready to get some sleep. "I'll wake you up at 7," my mom called from another room. I yawned in response and headed upstairs. I opened my door and saw Midnight burst up to me. She rubbed against my legs and purred in satisfactory that I was home. I scratched her back and plopped myself on my purple bed. I snuggled up in my covers and drifted off to sleep.

1 Hour Later...
(Nobody POV)

Stella woke up to the feeling of her mom shaking her awake. "What is it mom?" Stella mumbled. She drowsily opened up her eyes and looked at her mom. Her mother had a big grin on her face. "I called Freddy's. They said they could accept you as a day shift staff," she said happily. "I got your uniform not too long ago." Stella got up and started petting Midnight.

"Nice," she yawned. "Can I see it?" Stella's mother nodded and took out a navy blue T-shirt that read in big white letters,  "Staff", and black stretchy pants. "You start at 12:00 PM today!" Stella nodded and got out of bed. She walked downstairs and looked out at the gray clouds. "What's the weather for today?" Stella asked her mother. "It's supposed to rain on and off today but not like yesterday."

Stella headed into the kitchen and grabbed the box of cereal and took out a bowl and put some milk into it. After, she put the cereal in and grabbed a spoon. She headed into the dining room and sat at the marble table with her mother. "Cinnamon Toast Crunch, eh?" she asked Stella. Stella nodded and ate her cereal. After she drank the cinnamon-like milk, she ran upstairs and put on her uniform. She grabbed a purplish gray scrunchy she had and put her hair in a pony tail.

Stella went back downstairs and took out a can of wet cat food. She put it in Midnight's food bowl and washed her water bowl. After, she put some fresh cold water in her bowl and set it next to her food bowl. Midnight came running up to her food bowl and started eating the wet food.

"Well well well," Stella heard her mother say. "It's the employee of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria!" Stella tried to hide her smile and looked at the floor. "It's nothing much mom," she mumbled.

Stella's mother hugged her. "You have to be there by 8:00 today. I just got a text message from Mike. I'll get my car keys and get you over at the pizzeria." Stella stared at her mother. "Mike? Is that the registration guy?" Stella's mother smiled and rubbed the back of her head. "Yeah. Mike Schmidt. We've actually started to date." Stella smiled at her mother. "So you have gotten over the divorce with dad, eh?" Her mother looked at the floor, sadness sweeping over her a bit. "Yeah, pretty much." She grabbed her keys and headed out the door with Stella, driving to Freddy Fazbear's.

12:00 PM
(Stella POV)

I saw kids starting to swarm into the building and parents trying to calm down their children. The children looked around 9 years old or so. "You'll be watching over Foxy today," Mike told me. "Make sure nothing goes wrong with Foxy. If he starts to malfunction or a part of Foxy falls off, make sure to get another staff right away. They can fix him up, alright?" I nodded and walked over to Pirate Cove. He wasn't performing yet, though I knew that he would be performing any second.