HELP WANTED

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

Family pizzeria looking for security guard to work the nightshift. 12 am to 6 am.

Monitor camera, ensure saftey of equipment and animatronic characters.

Not responsible for injury/dismemberment.

$120 a week.

To apply call

1-888-FAZ-FAZBEAR

Mira Tyler stared at the sign with excitement. She did the calculations in her head. It wasn't exactly the best paying job around, or the one that mostly needed the early college graduate, but she knew this place and loved it more than anything. When she was a kid, she came here every day.

Well, every day until '87.

Her heart drooped. It was her sixth birthday, she recalled, when she heard the terrified screams of her friends and family after Foxy the Pirate Fox bit off the frontal lobe of her (extremely snobby) classmate, Sally Green, killing her almost immediately. Mira remembered the feeling of fear toward her favorite animatronic, the way she looked into his bright amber eyes with hurt and tears, the way she saw them sadden, and the way she screamed and tried to run to him when two men broke his jaw trying to shut him down. But Bonnie the Bunny and Chica the Chicken held her back, Bonnie whispering reassurance into her ear, trying to calm the little girl down as tears streamed from her eyes.

God, she missed Foxy...

But... Mira's mother wouldn't let her go back, and she cried for days afterwards. She always asked to go whenever they passed the pizzeria. Her mother pretended not to hear her. Mira shook off the onslaught of memories and sighed.

Mira was a sort of tall girl, reaching up at 5'10", with long, long jet black hair that reached down to her mid-thigh, and deep blue streaks coming through her hair. Her skin was fine and gently sun-tanned. Her face was soft, gently rounded, and thin in the chin area, with high cheekbones, a pleasant nose, and small, lightly rounded lips. She had splash of freckles that across her her nose and cheeks. Her legs were long and strongly shaped. Her muscles were well toned from years of school sports and training for them. She had come out as MVP for basketball, volleyball and softball. She was the fastest on the track team, although she could only sprint one and a half miles straight before collapsing on the ground. Not the best endurance runner.

Her grades were all A's and and B's and her artwork was very creative and cartoonish. She graduated from college after only two years, for she finished two years of college during her high school career. She had always been a little slow with catching on, giving her a disadvantage with fast things. She hates being behind in her work and always put her duty first. She also loses track of things like conversations pretty quickly. Either way, she could've gotten any job she wanted, almost literally, but instead she chose to work at Freddy Fazbear's haunted Pizzeria. Her friends would've thought she was crazy. Mira sighed again.

She gently pushed the door of the pizzeria open, taking the sign with her. The door jingled merrily as the force of her pushing shook the bells dangling on the handle. "Excuse me!?" She called out curiously. The door to the office by the front entrance creaked open and a man with greying black hair poked his head out.

"Yes?" Mira stepped forward shyly, brushing away her hair from her startling green and blue eyes.

"I was wondering if I could apply for this job," she said, holding up the sign. The man froze and stared at her in shock. She began to fidget awkwardly under his gaze.

"Are you sure you want to?" He asked suddenly.

"Yes!" She said immediately, before composing herself, "Yes, Sir, I am absolutely positive I want this job." The man scratched his chin.

"Why? You look pretty smart. Wouldn't you want a better job like...ah... Being a doctor?" He asked. Mira shook her head.

"I know I might be better off somewhere else, but I want to work here for the time being." He stared at her for a moment before going inside the office again, motioning for her to follow. The inside was a little grubby, with a grimy floor and wallpaper falling off the walls. He plopped himself down rather ungracefully onto an old-looking swivel chair behind an ancient-looking desk with stacks of papers cluttering the top.

"Okay," he muttered to himself as he sifted through the stacks, "Ah, here you go." He pushed a job application paper towards Mira and tossed her a pen. She caught it with one hand, while looking down at the application paper. She carefully filled each space with the correct information. She handed it back when she was done. The man looked it over slowly. There was a creaking sound behind Mira, like someone opening the office door and the manager froze, as did Mira. Both of them looked at the door. Mira relaxed upon seeing the familiar animatronic Freddy Fazbear standing there, but the manager was frozen stiff.

"F-Freddy, s-strange sight t-to see you w-wandering about s-so early," he mumbled. Freddy blinked.

"I was wondering who the new girl was," he said tilting his head in a way that always made Mira smile. She giggled.

"I'm going to be working here Freddy! Goodness, I haven't seen you or the others in ages!" She exclaimed, beginning to feel sad, "I was so distressed that this place closed after '87-" Freddy flinched at the speaking of that number.

"I'm glad it has been reopened, or else I would've gone insane! I've missed this place, and you guys too, so much!" Mira finished, not noticing the animatronic's discomfort. The manager cleared his throat, and Mira turned back to him. He opened his mouth to say something, but Freddy beat him to it.

"You...missed us?" Mira looked at Freddy and nodded. He seemed shocked by this. "Were you...there?"

"Where?"

"At the party. 1987." Mira was quiet for a moment.

"Yes, it was my birthday. I was six." Freddy stepped backward with wide eyes. Mira went to him, concerned.

"Freddy! Are you okay?"

"Mira..." He whispered, then he turned and ran.

"Freddy!" Both Mira and the manager cried. They followed the robot bear into the party area, but Mira tripped and fell, hitting her head.

"Ah, shit!" The manager yelled, skidding to a stop. Mira sat up, rubbing her head.

"Son of a-"

"Please don't direct that language at me."

"It wasn't-ah... Sorry, boss." He pulled her up by the arm.

"You okay?"

"Yeah." We stayed there for a while to put themselves back together, Mira tenderly touching the bump forming on her head. Seconds passed, then minutes. Squeaking was sounded on the stage where the animatronics preformed.

"Mira?"

"Mira's back!"

"And that's her?

"Oh goodness! It is Mira!" Mira looked up and saw the three animatronics coming towards her, smiles on all of their faces. "Look at how much you've grown!" Chica cried, measuring herself with the twenty year-old.

"Chica! Bonnie!" She hugged them both in turn, then looked at Freddy, grinning widely. She embraced the bear in thanks. She looked around after releasing him, her smile faltering.

"Where's Foxy?" Her voice broke slightly as she said his name. The manager, who had been frozen stiff (again), spoke up.

"Pirate's Cove. He's broken, remember?" Mira bit her trembling lip. She had always been the extremely emotional type.

"Y-yeah." The manager sighed.

"I was in the process of signing papers to approve of the changes I'm gonna make to this place. Then you came waltzing in to apply for security guard," the manager explained.

"Changes?" Mira asked. Chica stepped forward.

"Parents don't want to take their children here anymore, so Steve is gonna spice things up a bit!" Bonnie smiled, catching onto the direction of the conversation.

"And we're changing too!"

"Huh!?" Mira exclaimed, still trying to process the information from before.

"I'm turning them into androids. It'll make them less...creepy? I don't know, I've lived with them for years so...I guess it has never bothered me too much," the manager said, blinking rapidly. He tacked on hastily, "And I'm Steve, Steve Fazbear."

"Okay..." Mira murmured helplessly. Soft laughter came from Freddy who had been watching the entire ordeal with great amusement and enthusiasm.

"Yes, lots of things are going to change, but this is the 21st century! What'll happen?" Freddy asked, shrugging his shoulders. Mira smiled. Steve tugged on Mira's sleeve.

"We should be getting back to the office to finish getting her paperwork into the system. Bye...for now," Steve said, practically dragging Mira back to the office. Mira stared at him with an eyebrow raised.

"What was that all about?" She asked, referring to the rather mean act of dragging her back to the room. Steve wasn't listening to her.

"So they're friendly during the day, but killers at night. Good God, those scientists had better get them finished before midnight," he rambled to himself, scrawling something down frantically in a grey notebook that had suspiciously red stains on it.

"Wha-what are you talking about?" Mira asked, her voice a little louder than usual. Steve looked up at her.

"The animatronics, angels in day, demons at night. You're working the nights shift and they know you and like you, they shouldn't kill you right away like they did with the others. You might survive longer than even Mike did," he answered her. Mira stared at him like he was crazy. He probably was.

"WHAT-" His hand came flying out of nowhere, right onto her mouth to cover her scream.

"Five children, were murdered in this place, in the storage room, where Golden Freddy stays. Their bodies were stuffed into the animatronics' bodies and their souls became trapped inside the robots' memory boxes. The animatronics developed feelings and minds and always came alive at night. Those poor lost souls are filled with hatred, confusion and sadness, with a bloodthirsty urge to take revenge. Every time a new security guard is hired, they kill them, believing that they are the man or woman that had murdered them, so many years ago. I've been trying my best to take care of them, to help them get over their thirst for revenge, but they won't accept me. They needed someone who loves them more than life itself.

"A little boy named Lapin was stuffed inside Bonnie the Bunny. Another boy name Oso was forced inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. A little girl named Galinha was put inside Chica the Chicken. The fourth was named Soro and now goes on in Foxy the Pirate Fox. The last was a boy named Auream, who was put inside Golden Freddy," Steve spluttered, speaking faster and faster. Mira could barely catch on what he was trying to tell her.

"S-so, since I'm working the night shift, they'll try to kill me too?" She asked, her legs beginning to shake. Steve nodded.

"But don't worry. I have done that night shift thing for ages. Okay, Bonnie likes to stand by the door around the middle of the shift so watch out for him 'cause he'll kill you if you don't shut the damn thing. Chica likes to fuss around in the kitchen, so she won't bother you until later on, but you still have to check on her every once in a while. All you have to do is check the lights on either side of the doors and check at Pirate Cove for Foxy and maybe look around for Freddy. Conserve your battery, you'll need it. And whatever you do, DON'T LEAVE YOUR STATION." Mira stared at him, nodding unconsciously. Steve nodded as well.

"Good. I expect you to report here two hours before your shift tomorrow," he said, turning back to his notebook, "Have a nice day, Mira."

Mira was shocked stiff but she forced herself to walk out of the office and out the front door.

"Mira?" Mira turned and looked back, seeing Freddy standing behind the door. She walked back to him. "Where are you going?" Freddy asked.

"I have to leave."

"Why?"

"I have a second job."

"Why?"

"Because... I need the money. This one only pays so much."

"You could ask for a raise."

"Freddy, I haven't even started working here yet..."

"Well, when do you work? The pizzeria opens in one hour!"

"I'm working the night shift, Fred."

"THE NIGHT SHIFT!?" Mira jumped as Freddy opened the door and got all up in her face to scream that.

"Freddy, you're not allowed outside, please," Mira exclaimed, gently pushing him back inside. Freddy was shaking his head.

"No you can't work the night shift!"

"Why?"

"BECAUSE WE TURN INTO DEMONS THAT TRY TO KILL YOU AT NIGHT! DO YOU REALLY WANT THAT?!" Mira felt tears come to her eyes as she stepped back in fright. Freddy continued his rant.

"WE'LL KILL YOU! AND WE WOULDN'T EVEN KNOW IT WAS US! WE DON'T WANT YOU TO DIE! YOU ACTUALLY CARE!"

"Freddy-"

"NO! I'M NOT LETTING YOU WORK THAT SHIFT!"

"FREDDY!" Mira shouted. Freddy froze. Mira sighed. "Freddy, I'll be fine. I think I can survived three nights with you guys just easy."

"N-no, Mira you don't understand. We can't control it. We just can't stop them..." Mira looked into Freddy's eyes.

"Never say never Freddy," she leaned up and kissed the bear's nose, "See you before my shift." Freddy stood there, watching her walk away. The child in him wanted to run over to her and give her a great big hug, before it turned into the monster that wanted to tear her to shreds. She was such a good little girl when she was younger. She loved drawing pictures of herself with Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy. Especially Foxy. He was always the first of them to receive a hug from little Mira. It was just sad, that now they have to kill the sweet girl.

Freddy look down into a little tear in his fur and reached inside himself. He pulled out an old, slightly torn picture. Freddy and the gang stood around a little dark haired girl with bright blue and green eyes. Each of them were smiling, even Foxy. And that was the last time anyone has ever seen Foxy smile. Freddy grimly remembered that day. The last day.

That horrible heartbreaking day.