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~~First Maintenance~~

I guess I was wrong to assume when my next shift was. It was the next day, but it was entirely overnight. Meaning from 7 pm to 6 am. I mourn the loss of sleep- maybe I can sneak in a few naps while on the clock- it certainly sounds possible. In the meantime, while the sun is up, I have college classes to attend to… Ok, only 2 classes today, but they’ve got a mean workload!!

College classes go by in an excited haze, I got to gloat to my professor that I got a gig at Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizza-Plex, a sentence that got a surprised eyebrow raise. And now, I’m driving down the freeway to the aforementioned Pizza-Plex. There are only a few slip-ups on the road as I make my way there, but I have enough reaction time to keep myself out of trouble. Which is a blessing as I'm certain my mom would cry if anything happened. The parking lot is slowly making itself vacant, I should’ve expected as much.

I’m a little early to my shift tonight, but I thought the place would be completely empty by now, 10 minutes until close should have people running for the doors. Unless they’re at the gift shops, then it makes sense. I cross the threshold into the plaza. A few families look my way, but ultimately pay no mind as I walk further in. Glancing through my work email on my Fazwatch, it’s a short list. But a short list with 11 hours to complete it means each task is time-consuming.

I make my way to the locker rooms, callus as I scrape my backpack against one of the walls during a sharp turn. There’s a gasp as I complete my motion, it comes from the mouth of a lady. Guess I startled her. She has long blond hair, kept in a ponytail, and wearing one of the Fazbear uniforms.

“Oops, sorry about that. I’m not the most careful person around.” I say casually. I move past her to my locker.

“Uh-huh.” She starts off, really drawing out both syllables.

“I’m (Y/N), the new mechanic. How ‘bout you?” I ask, putting my backpack down in the locker.

“... Vanessa. I'm the head of security here.” She says while adjusting her tie.

“Are there any other employees here tonight?”

“Well… there’s Leo, but his shift ends soon, I think.” Vanessa closes her locker and walks out of the room. She’s really serious about her job, isn’t she?

I throw the uniform button-up over my shoulders and snatch the hat before rushing out of the locker room. I quickly catch up with her as she makes her way up the stairs to those ‘behind stage’ areas.

“Do you like working here?” I ask as soon as I catch up to her. She stumbles on a step before turning to me.

“How are you so quiet? Like it here?? You need to stop.” Vanessa stumbles over her words too, apparently.

“Ok, slow down. Take a second to organize your thoughts,” I say in a slower tempo, “I have no idea how I’m stealthy, it just happens sometimes. Yes, how do you like it here? I'm curious. And, finally, I will not stop.” I take my time answering her, just to give her more time to recover. But all she does is look at me with her brows creased together, it seems I get on her nerves too, not just Monty’s.

“I don’t have to like it here, it’s a job. The pay is the only good thing about this place.” She says it through clenched teeth. Is it really a pain to work here?

“If you hate it, you can go. You’re an adult, no one’s stopping you.” I trot up the final flight of stairs. Vanessa glares at me when I say that, “Unless there really is something stopping you.”

“Yeah, it’s called rent payments.”

“If you’re head of security for the Mega Pizza-Plex, you have the qualifications for any other security field.” I make my way to Rockstar Row, Vanessa follows to keep the conversation going.

“Alright, then why do you want to work here?” Vanessa asks. That’s a question she’ll regret asking.

“Because!! It’s Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza! I loved that place as a kid!” My voice echoes across the hallway again, “Though, I only went to the Pizza Place, so sad to hear it burned down. But! They’re back!! And it’s a GIANT mall!?!”

Vanessa looks at me like I’m crazy but lets me continue rambling, “And- and!! I love the FNaF horror series-”

“You know that’s a-”

“Complete fabrication from the mind of a total lunatic? I know!! But that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy them, right?” I turn to look at her.

“You’re… odd.”

“Why, thank you!” My reply is automatic, it’s not until the words are out of my mouth that I notice that wasn’t Vanessa’s voice.

It was actually Roxy! I guess my yelling has gathered an audience again. She looks down at me with a look similar to Vanessa’s, that crooked-eyebrow look of ‘are you insane?’

“That reminds me! Is everyone ready for a routine maintenance check?” I turn back around to face Roxy fully. Even peering behind her to check for the other band members. She heaves out a sigh and nods.

“We’ll all head down to maintenance in our elevators. You’ll have to find your way by yourself.” She taunts.

“You can take my elevator down, if you’d like.” Freddy quickly adds after Roxy, probably trying to keep her under wraps.

“Oh- Thank you! I’d definitely get lost on my own.” I walk past Freddy, to his room, but take a second to wave bye to Vanessa, “It was nice to meetcha! Have a good night!”

Vanessa waves hesitantly, I think, I couldn’t tell out of the coroner of my eye. Freddy ushers me to his elevator and pushes the button down.

“I hope you can forgive my friends, they aren’t fond of new staff sometimes.” Freddy says, he folds his hands together.

“Nah, it’s ok. I never take those kinds of insults personally.” I look up to Mr.Fazbear, he’s in shock for a moment but then smiles in a relieved manar.

“I’m glad you’re so patient.”

The elevator stops and opens, revealing a long hallway with orange accents. Freddy guides me to the end where an automatic door stands. It opens up immediately once Freddy gets into a certain range from it. Probably a special censor coded into the door to respond to him. Simple code, but very useful.

Parts and Service, the repair bay, two names for one room. A big circular room with a cylindrical glass chamber near the center. There’s old computer equipment, a desk stacked with paper, and multiple doors for the band members. I walk down the stairs and make a b-line to the desk. Sifting through the papers. There are character profiles, blue prints, accident report logs, a basic training guide, and a blank notepad. Oh- and a cold cup of coffee.

“Ok! Who wants to go first?” I ask, my back is still turned away from everyone as they file into the room.

“How about I go first? Just as a practice run.” Freddy offers. Well, he offers it, but he’s already walking into the glass cylinder and sitting in the giant chair.

“That’s fine by me!” I say and search the table for the ‘Freddy Folder’.

Setting up the computer for basic maintenance takes a hot second, but that’s just because the computer is ancient. I walk into the protective glass cylinder, folder in hand, and start slowly reading through the files.

“Oh- Superstar, you don’t need to be in here with me. The whole maintenance process is automated.” Freddy says gingerly, his ears wiggle in a weird way.

“Hm… nah,” I say in fake contemplation, “I wanna be here- Ok! Do I have everything? Am I forgetting something??”

I count through a mental list of possibly needed objects and ‘what if’ scenarios. I have my toolbox, I have the animatronic files, um… What if the power goes out? Are there any backup power sources?

“Are there any power generators around here? Where are they stored?” I ask and exit the cylinder.

Everyone around looks at me with confusion, but Chica still answers, “Well, yeah. They’re stored all over the place. I think there are even some in the hallway outside.”

I walk away and grab one without a word. It takes another second for me to drag it back to the repair bay and hook it up to the thing. But I haven't turned it on just yet. It’s just sitting in a far corner hooked up to a power socket on the glass cylinder.

“Ok, that should help. Um… what would mom say?? Well, she’d say something like ‘(Y/N)! What are you doing? You’re wearing baggy clothes, what if they get stuck on something?’” Oh- I didn’t think of that.

I take off my button-up. I was wearing it more like a jacket so it was easy to remove. Now, in just my jeans and fitted top, I enter the cylinder again. The computer starts the maintenance and repairs, but I stay in and watch the arms move and swivel around Freddy. I start reading through Freddy’s files and muttering to myself. Mostly nonsense, reading some sentences out loud, and random questions. The machine only takes a couple minutes before the computer announces its completion. I was in the middle of listing possible nick-names for Freddy, don’t know how I started talking about that.

“Oh! Awesome! Next person, please enter the cylinder!” I announce as Freddy walks out.

Chica walks up with a small bubble of excitement. I, again, searched for her folder on the table. It’s the same easy process of talking (rambling) to the air while the machine takes care of her. Chica had to stop the machine for a second, as there was something lodged in one of her joins that the machine couldn’t pick out. It was a piece of cardboard that got stuck in one of her spine bits. She lets out a flustered noise, but that was the only problem that required my involvement. Roxy has no problems whatsoever. I guess she is the best for a reason.

Monty was the last guy standing. He lets out a growl and stomps into the repair bay. I start the program and start my rambling, but Monty quickly tells me to shut up. I shrug it off, but then the lights in the room go out.

“Oh, I didn’t think the power would actually go out. This is why you need a back-up generator.” I say as I wander over to the far corner of the room.

It takes a few tugs on the generator to get it going, but it eventually roars to life. The lights in Parts n’ Service go back on a few seconds later. I walk back over to Monty and resume the maintenance. The whole room was silent, except for the wiring of the arms in the cylinder, odd considering how many robotic bodies are in here.

I peek up from the page I was reading, “Are you guys ok? If you’re worried about the power, the generator should keep it up. It’s a strong machine, assuming it’s a recent model.”

“That’s not what we’re worried about, chickpea.” Chica mutters quietly. Her eyes are locked on the big doors and windows.

“Is he here already?” Freddy asks.

Roxy is quick to respond, “I think it just entered the hallway. It’s moving slowly.”

“There’s a thing in the hallway?” I ask and walk over to check.

The place is covered in darkness, swathed in silence. While the light in Parts n’ Service leaked out into the halls outside through the windows, the light only stretched out so far. Looking, straining my eyes, I could barely see 2 dots in the darkness. They were muted, probably something far away, but also close to the ceiling. Is it something super tall? Is it attached to the ceiling?

“(Y/N), how about you resume working on Monty? We’ll keep you safe.” Freddy puts his hand on my shoulder and gently pulls me back into the room.

“No, I wanna see. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m not scared.” I lift his hand away, and turn back to the doorway.

The dots are inches from me.

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~~~First Day~~~

New jobs are scary. Supposedly.

Walking up to the Pizza-Plex filled me with childish glee more than anything. Fazbear Entertainment was the leader in the tech industry. From coding miracles to unique machinery, it was the place I’ve been dreaming of working for. Applying and interviewing was completely digital, all zoom calls and online testing. That includes tons of PDF files about qualifications, education, and previous work experiences.

I walk through the Pizza-Plex, towards one of the employee break rooms. Today’s the first day, the test day, and I made sure to be early. However, changing into the proper uniform ate up any extra time I had planned. I ultimately left the locker room with my uniform slightly disheveled, and without wearing the uniform’s hat. But I did remember the Fazwatch, a small detail I’m proud about.

I made my way to the atrium when the speaker system blared out, “The Pizza-Plex will be closing in 5 minutes, please gather any children or belongings and make your way to the main entrance. We hope to see you again, have a faz-tastic day.”

The crowds fizzled out quickly after that. I watch the families crowd the gift-shop one last time before filing out the giant double doors. (Or would they be quadruple doors? I mean, it’s 4 pairs of doors-) The shutters lower after the last child leaves. I double-check them to make sure they’re locked. Mom always said to double-check, even triple-check, (just about) everything.

The shutters were, indeed, locked. So I switched my attention back to my Fazwatch and the email for all my tasks for tonight. I start to wander while reading through the email, my excitement slowly building with each step I took down Rockstar Row. Eventually, I just had to stop and-

“YYYYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!” My voice echoed through this small section of hallway, “I DID IT!!! I’M EMPLOYED BY FREAKIN’ FAZBEAR ENTERTAINMENT!!!! WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”

I collapse to my knees and continue yelling, eventually devolving into flailing around on the floor. Eventually, my lungs ran out of air and my arms tired out. I take a few deep breaths before getting back on my feet. Bringing my head back up, my eyes land on some iconic Glam Rock robots. Lo and behold, all four band members are standing in the hall with me, they probably left their rooms upon hearing me scream and fall to the floor. If they were capable of judgment, they’d be judging me.

“You’re Freddy Fazbear!!!” The words leave my mouth before thinking.

The resident bear smiles lightly with a small wave, “Indeed I am. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Rockstar. You’re the new mechanic, correct?”

“Indeed I am!”

“How did a child end up working here?” Roxy pipes up from behind Freddy.

“Hey! I’m an adult! I’m in college!!” I scoff in a fake sense of insulted.

“Oh! I love the enthusiasm!” Chica chirps up next to Roxy.

“Oh, you’re gonna get on my nerves fast.” Monty says (probably under his breath) before walking back into his room.

“I’ll apologize in advance for Monty’s behavior-”

I brush off the offense and attempt at an apology before Freddy is even finished, “Nah, it’s fine. Honestly, it wouldn’t be Monty without some trouble.”

I resume my walk and skim over the email one last time, “Anyway, I need to… check the photo-booths, un-jam a claw machine, and… stuff!”

“Ah! Of course, I didn’t mean to bother you. But! If you need any help, you can call one of us with your FazWatch. Good luck!” Freddy waves me off. What a start to an adventure!

There’s a bounce in my step as I make my way to the atrium. Most of the tasks are simple repairs that take 2-3 minutes. With my education, a beginner’s mechanics class was required. I could get these done sooner, but I forgot to bring my toolbox. I always forget something, how foolish. The photo-booths needed more photo film, which was always in a supply closet nearby. Very convenient.

The photobooths took the longest, followed by taking out the trash, followed by finding the trash compactor. This landed me in the arcade, unjamming a claw machine. Something is stuck in the trapdoor, making it unable to close, but also blocking any prizes from getting out. I’ve been toying with it for a few minutes, but I can’t make any serious progress without a screwdriver. The lights haven’t gone out yet, I think it’s because it’s Sunday. The Pizza-Plex closes earlier on Sunday (if only by a few hours), but the lights are still on their regular schedule.

I resort to using my employee card as a make-shift wedge to get the screws loose. Thus, removing the prize hatch from the claw machine. A button eye from a plush falls out from the hatch. Do I need to be concerned there’s a plush without an eye? Should I dig through the machine to check?

My alarm is the one thing that snaps me out of my thoughts. My shift is officially over and I need to clock out. It’s better to get out on time, Fazbear Entertainment doesn’t do overtime pay. I hastily screw the metal sheet back onto the machine and (just as hastily) organize my belongings. On my walk back to the employee break room, I decided to finally use the call feature on my Fazwatch to page everyone.

“Ok guys! It’s 12 a.m and my shift is over. I’ll see you guys tomorrow from 7 to 12 for routine maintenance. Have a good night!”

Freddy and Chica are the only ones to fully respond, Roxy gives a non-commital grunt through the watch, and Monty is completely silent. The same goes for the Daycare Attendant and the ‘S.T.A.F.F’ channel. Just fine. I double-check my belongings before raising the automatic shutters on the front door. I have all the key items and some miscellaneous things, button eye included, and finally walk out of the Pizza-Plex.

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