See You On The Flipside

Rant

Phone Guy had had enough. Dave was enough to deal with. That psycho was just waiting for him to turn his back so he could stab him but now he was actually rubbing off on PG's employees. Of course, it was to be expected. Anyone who got too close to that aubergine nightmare ended up twisted, soulless and unable to stop.

He glared down at his group of security guards furiously. Dave, grinning psychotically. Jeremy, smiling in confusion. Mike, looking like a child who had just broken mum's favourite plate. And of course Kira. She was pale-faced yet smiling awkwardly. She was slightly hunched over and the bags under her eyes had a greenish tinge.

"I think we all know who's behind whatever that was. And let me tell you, YOU'RE BLOODY LUCKY THAT THE POLICE ARRESTED AN INNOCENT WOMAN FOR THE MURDER INSTEAD OF THE ACTUAL CULPRIT!" Phone Guy wasn't sure why he was so mad. Was it because this time, it surprised him to find it wasn't Dave behind all this? Was it because it was someone with a bit more reason had just... snapped?

"No offence, my fine sir, but what did you expect?" Dave laughed. "The poor woman had a bad day. She needed to let out her anger, especially after getting so frustrated over all those insults that her and Mike threw each other. What was it that you said again Mikey, something about her being a worthless, bitchy tiny-"

"Shut up, you indigo assed cunt." Mike reached over to smack him.

"Mr Phone Guy sir....I don't mean any offence but I think it's rude to blame Miss Kira for what could possibly have been an accident. I read about it in a lot of books. Arsenic was used to get rid of wasp nests and sometimes rats so she could have-"

"Jeremy, how fucking dumb are you!?" Mike growled.

"MIKE! PLEASE BE QUIET!"

"Sir, can we not do this now.... I think I'm gonna throw up."

"Haha! She's acting just like my little tangerine after he first killed a man! Oh he was so cute and he threw up all night and walked into work and acted as if I hadn't seen him puking. And that was when I just watched them from the window!" Dave had somehow moved to lay on the floor as he laughed.

"Dave. Please... let's not talk about him here. Right now, there is something more important." Once again, Dave suddenly materialised in another position. This time he had a knife at Phone Guy's throat. PG looked at him fearfully.

"Listen, you lump of scrap metal, nothing is more important than Sportsy," Dave hissed, "So don't go around acting as if you didn't like the man as much as me."

"Dave you're obsessed, now take the knife away from my throat.....or you're....err FIRED!" Dave chuckled darkly at this but pulled away, heading for the door.

"I've heard this talk thousands of times. I know your insecure Phoney but don't be so loud when you practice your speeches in front of the mirror every fucking morning."

"Boss.... seriously, I think I'm gonna-" Kira instantly closed her mouth and made a gagging noise. However, she swallowed and her face went paler.

"I'll take her to the bathroom." Jeremy offered but Phone Guy shook his head.

"No, she needs to hear what I have to say." Although, at the same time, he could have sworn Mike had said 'Over my dead body.'

"I'll be alright. I deserve being fired."

"Yeah, but if you're fired, I have nobody to insult, you dumb bitch." Mike rolled his eyes.

"Will you two stop flirting for five seconds and listen to me! Jeremy, go and find Dave and bring him here! As for you two," PG glared at Kira and Mike as Jeremy hurriedly ran from the room, "Mike, I moved you to the dayshift because you almost fucking died on the nightshift and I'm not an idiot! You two stole the company's money, broke the animatronics and blatantly lied to me! I had to open up late just so we had time to bleach the walls and floors and burn the carpets and place new ones! Kira, I had to delete the security footage! Do you know how hard it is to convince the police that as a company that has a long history of murder, none of your employees killed anyone!?"

"Boss, we-" Mike was quickly shut up.

"AS FOR YOU, YOU- YOU REVOLTING PIMPLE! I EXPECTED BETTER! I THOUGHT YOU WERE REASONABLE BUT YOU HELPED HER! YOU WENT ALONG WITH IT! I...I can't trust any of my employees, can I...?" Phone Guy sighed. "Get out of my sight."
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"You feeling any better?" Jeremy smiled at his fellow employee. Kira looked at him with a glare.

"I don't know why I took this job. The contract literally stated that you couldn't hand yourself over to the police if you killed anyone. I didn't question it because I was in need of money... Now I want to die."

"Do you...do you want to talk about it?" Jeremy asked. Kira rolled her eyes.

"No. I want to get drunk. Fuck off." Kira shoved past him and stormed down the hallway.

Jeremy winced. He hated it when people used foul language. However, he was talking to someone who accidentally killed someone. Jeremy knew she was a good person at heart. People just make mistakes.

Happy with his decision, he skipped towards where the animatronics were happily standing on the stage. It was a shame that Chica's hands were twisted in the attempt to fix them and Bonnie's face was loosely fitted. Apparently, they'd all be fully fixed on Friday when the place closed early. Jeremy didn't like seeing the animatronics hurt. It was such a shame people had to steal to get what they needed to survive and ended up hurting others in the process.

"Good morning Freddy." Jeremy smiled up at the animatronic. His head hurt a little but he ignored it. "You look amazing today! However, you look amazing every day. It's such a shame there aren't any customers today. You always make everyone smile!" Jeremy smiled. The pain in his head kept growing.

"Hello Bunnie! I'm so sorry about what that burgerler did to you! Don't worry though, Dave said he was going to fix you on Friday! So you'll be alright by then, I promise! Anyway, you really are stunning. A favourite of the kids!" Jeremy smiled widely and as he moved away, the pain grew larger and was becoming hard for Jeremy to ignore. He'd considered going to a doctor about it due to it being a regular occurrence since the end of last week. However, he didn't have enough money to pay for it so he didn't mind sticking to just getting enough sleep before his shift started each morning.

"Chica, sorry about the hands. I'm glad we could just mend the wiring but they still look a little crooked. You're lucky Dave is so good with machines because he'll have them fixed in no time. Keep just being awesome!" Jeremy's smile was probably bright enough to blind someone at this point. He rubbed his pounding head and kept smiling. He'd get some painkillers later. He made it a habit to greet the animatronics each morning. However, for some reason he was banned from saying hello to Foxy. It was a shame. Foxy was probably everyone's favourite.

"Jeremy! Where are you!?" PG yelled from somewhere. Jeremy looked at the animatronics and waved goodbye before running over to wherever Phone Guy was. He had a job to do and he was going to- his head started pounding even more and he blacked out.