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"It is the secret of the world that all things subsist and do not die, but retire a little from sight and afterwards return again; Nothing is dead, men feign themselves dead, and endure mock funerals and mournful obituaries, and there they stand, looking out the window, in some new disguise."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1803 - 1882
June 24th, 1979
It took too long. It took far too long to build the animatronics.
The workers had spent weeks planning on how they would construct the animatronics for the restaurant. It was meant to be for kids; so they had thought it would only be appropriate to include animatronic characters. Kid-friendly robots. Who, of course, did not have minds of their own. No, just animatronics who would be programmed to sing songs with voice boxes in their endoskeletons. Yes, completely kid-friendly.
Or, at least, that had been their intention in the beginning.
Considering the fact that not a lot of animatronics had been built in the time they were in, the process was painstakingly long and stressful. The planning period was long and the workers had to be precise on how they wanted each individual animatronic built. They had originally simply decided on three animatronic characters. A bear, a chicken, and a rabbit. All together to form a kid-friendly animatronic band. The original two animatronics used for the older location would be put into storage, as it was decided to give this new restaurant a whole new flare and charm, but they might just bring these old animatronics if they got new ideas for them (they would be great for merchandising after all)! Fredbear (or "Fredbear II",) would be the bear animatronic. A bear animatronic with a stocky and dark brown build with authentic, artificial, and realistic fur attached to his suit, but still, Fredbear would be completely kid-friendly. As would the other animatronics.
Bonnie was the rabbit animatronic. A dark purple rabbit animatronic that also had realistic fake fur attached to him. He was slimmer than Fredbear, but still had that ruggedly build that they couldn't really change. Every animatronic had to look stocky; there was no other way at the time. Bonnie was purple with tall pointed ears that were sharp, but the fur made them not dangerous if a child were to touch the sharp tips. Chica was the chicken animatronic. She was a solid yellow animatronic with a beak that was detachable, but they made sure it couldn't come off unless manually removed. She had a bib attached to her with the colorful words, "LET'S EAT!" bored onto them. She also had the artificial fur on her, despite being a chicken.
Constructing them had taken months. They designed the three and set to building. They gave Fredbear the stocky build, the azure eyes that looked real enough, but honestly the dead look in his eyes concerned a few workers. Oh, well, they were sure none of the kids would notice Fredbear's dead, lifeless looking eyes. At an unknown time of development, "Fredbear II" would be renamed "Freddy Fazbear", again, to make this new restaurant stand on it's own.
Once the three were done, at the last second, the person calling for the design called in a last minute animatronic, much to the dislike and added stress on the workers that set them right back to work on the kid-friendly but slightly disturbing animatronics.
This one would not be apart of the band, but an added attraction for a small part in the building they didn't want to leave empty. "Foxy The Pirate" was the animatronic's name. He was a dark brown, almost crimson fox with piercing yellow eyes. Honestly, the vivid yellow eyes on the fox was a bit scary, and the workers complained that his bright eyes gave them a headache and made them afraid. The man calling for their creation cared not, though. Foxy was not scary to him. However, even for him, the teeth that were on the fox animatronic scared even him. It almost made him want to change it to the flat teeth of the other three animatronics. The workers warned the man that constructing the metallic teeth on the fox may be something that could potentially go wrong, but the man ultimately brushed it off. Since they had ran out of the artificial fur and the workers were too exhausted and pissed to bother making more, Foxy was not given the fur. He just had ruggedly and solid suit.
The construction of all four animatronics took roughly 7 months to complete. 7 stressful months. The workers could not be more done by the time they actually were. The man was overall pleased with the way they looked. He seemed unaffected to the creepy look to the animatronics. The workers had been highly disturbed by their own creation. They had said that all four of them looked as if they were going to jump out at them. They were all disturbed. But the man just payed them and then kicked them out.
It did take a long time to make them, but the man was sure it would pay off. Soon, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza would be open for business.
StanLee4Ever and Ichornight Presents….
5ERVICE WITH A 5MILE
November 6th, 1993
The past few months had been hard on Mike Schmidt (to say the least), 23 years old, and recent college dropout. It blew his mind how things could just go bad to worse in such a blink of an eye, a few months, now he has no home, no family, and no where to go. He didn't make the decision to drop out of college right away, but after news of his fathers recent passing, he knew he would have to leave it behind for a little while, to be there for his family, and mourn with them. He had every intent of going back to college but, he felt like his mother needed him more. So he decided to dedicate himself to a local job to help his mom with the bills and money problems that came about (his dad was the one with the job), a decision that his mom ultimately resented him for. She wanted him to have a good education, saying that she could take care of herself, but Mike is just as stubborn as she is.
It finally came to ahead when Mike started dating this girl that he met at the mall. Yeah. A fucking girl he meant when he was working, her name had been Doll, and she was probably one of the coolest and nicest girlfriends that Mike could have ever asked for. But, for some reason, his mother did not see eye to eye with Mike. After a long argument, his mother decided to kick him out of the house. And so, the most logical thing to do was to move in with his girlfriend for a little while. Ultimately, that proved to be a huge mistake. And now Mike has no one to turn to, and no where to go.
Without any friend who would take him in, at least not anyone that was nice enough to take him in, he would have to bite the bullet, and give his mother a call.
Finding a dark and ominous payphone at the edge of the sidewalk; he decided to take this chance and apologize to his mother, and hopefully convince her to let him back into the house.
Popping a quarter into the slot, he proceeded to crunch in the numbers and took out a matchbox and a pack of cigarettes. You know; to keep himself busy. Smoking did relieve the awkward and extreme tension of talking to his mother so soon after they had fought. It had been something else that his mother liked to nag about. She would constantly tell him that he was going to rot his teeth or get lung cancer and then die. Eh, screw it, living was overrated anyway. Living could suck his ass.
His heart skipped a beat when he realized that the old and rickety payphone had been picked up. "Hello?" He heard his mother's voice. It's funny, he had half expected his dad to pick up the phone. He sucked himself a pile of ashes that ran down his throat before he decided to talk. Mike took a deep breath and promptly decided to get the conversation over with as quick as he could. He had no desire to draw it out and give his mother more reason to yell at him.
"Umm… Hey, mom…" He spoke in a tired slur and also somewhat nervously. "I um.. I just wanted to apologi-" Then suddenly, he heard a faint click. Not five seconds into their conversation, and she had already fucking hung up on him. Mike scowled to himself. Fuck. How was he going to do this? He sank his teeth into his lip, swayed slightly on his feet, and then shoved his hand into his pocket for another quarter. Mike accidentally pulled his entire pocket inside out in his tired daze and spilled the remaining quarters out onto the wet ground. He ignored it for the moment and pushed the coin into the slot hastily and slightly bitterly. He listened to the annoying ringing with a scowl on his tired face that didn't falter. It was than he realized that he had ALSO dropped his damn cigarette. Of fucking course. Because why not make this situation worse? He felt like he had waited for hours upon hours, when in the unforgiving reality it had only been a minute. But he would've waited years just for her to pick up instead of what he got right now, which was her god awful voicemail. At this point Mike lost his temper, it had been such a shit day for him, and now his own mother was fucking cowering away from him. He should have just hung up and walked away, but of course this didn't occur to him until it was too late. He had already yelled very bitterly and coldly into the mouth of the phone as he clenched his fists and slammed them against his pockets.
"Oh, hey, mom! Guess you're suddenly not home now! I mean, I SWORE you picked up just a second ago! But hey, that's okay, and don't bother calling back because I DON'T HAVE A GODDAMN FUCKING PHONE TO PICK UP AT THIS POINT IN THE GODDAMN TIME!" It was then that Mike slammed the phone as hard as he could into the holder, accidentally smashing his fingers between the phone and the dials.
Throwing his hand back, thus knocking the phone down again, he caressed his fingers like a wounded animal and kneeled over a little bit in absolute agony. "AGGH! UGH! SONOFABITCH!"
After the very pained Mike collected his bearings and got over the fresh burn in his poor fingers; he rigidly stood there in his own shame as he just thought about all the things that had gone so wrong in his life.
After getting his bearings and picking up all the stuff he knocked down in his agonized state, Mike began a long search for somewhere to crash before it got became late. He didn't have enough money for an apartment, so he had to settle for a really shitty Motel in a really dangerous part of town filled with druggies. But hey, as long as he didn't have to sleep outside in the freezing cold….
The Motel was a disgusting dump in almost every way imaginable, there was graffiti all over the walls, the paint on the wall looked like it was pealing off, the place smelled like old milk, and don't even ask about the mother fucking bathroom. The story of my life.
Instead of taking a long awaited for nap in the bed, he decided to stay up and watch TV to take his mind off things (besides the bed smelled like cat piss). There was nothing on that interested him really, he hated to listen to David Letterman, he hated those stupid ass shows like Family Matters, where the hell was the Simpsons or something? Suddenly changing one of the channels, wouldn't you know it? The fucking button got stuck. And on this stupid half assed commercial, too.
The commercial started off with an alarm clock going off, and a 40 year old mother entering the room of her child, which was filled with a bunch of crap no other kid had, and she spoke in an overly cheerful way. "Time for School!" She exclaimed in glee, while the child actor responded by pulling the sheets over his head.
The scene changed to mom driving the retarded and rugged kid to school, who was sitting in the passenger seat(actually was it even the same kid? It looks like a completely different kid now…), and then all of a sudden, "Oh ,let's forget about school today, let's go to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza instead!" Oh no, it's one of these fucking commercials. Mike thought bitterly as he crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow. He fucking hated half-assed commercials like this. They were all made by a lousy company run by a bunch of bitches.
"Welcooome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! A magical place for kids and grown ups alike, and fantasy and fun come to liiiiiiiiiife!" The voice came out of nowhere in the commercial and the person saying it sounded like some desperate prepubescent kid, even though he was probably a man. Oh, and here was the scenes of the child and the mother playing (now the child looked like the same actor from the beginning of the commercial) a bunch of arcade games, and eating 'delicious pizza' and getting a lot of coins and spending the coins while the same FUCKING lyrics repeating to the point it began to sound satanic.
Finally the commercial ended with the kid realizing it was a dream and repeating the opening again with the mother telling the kid it was school time, yadaydayda. Same bullshit every commercial tried to pull in the pathetic minute it had. But then all of a sudden, the words "Special Announcement" in bright rainbow colors popped up on the screen. The damn words were so bright on the screen in the dimly lit room it almost burned Mike's eyes out. And that's when the cheap ass animatronics from the actual restaurant stood in front of a really brightly lit background, there was the bear, the rabbit, and the duck or whatever the fuck that ugly yellow thing was.
"Hello there, boys and girls! My name is Freddy Fazbear!" It spoke in an overly jolly voice that was so deep it was disturbing. It not-so-fondly reminded Mike of when he was going through puberty and his voice would get so deep at times it literally seemed to shake the earth.
The stocky dark brown animatronic bear with the huge black bow tie opened and closed its mouth. The movement was not in sync with the words at all but they way they all moved around was actually impressive; but it didn't stop it from being creepy.
"And I'm your best friend, Bonnie the Rabbit here!" Unlike Freddy, this dark lavender animatronic had a lighter voice, but it sounded almost like a toned down version of Goofy from Disney.
"And I'm Chica the Chicken! Let's eat!" Holy crap, Mike thought with his eyebrow still cocked in a bitterly curious manner, What? She doesn't even look a chicken... as a matter of fact, she doesn't even look like a "she" at all! Mike shook his head and heaved his not very muscular chest in a long sigh. Honestly, he didn't know why this entire thing bothered him so much, but venting about stupid things like this made him feel a little better. He tapped his foot against the ground and continued to listen to the poorly-made commercial while inwardly mocking it.
"And we have a special announcement for everyone to hear!" Freddy chanted, his mechanical arm waved across the screen in a very slow motion. Bonnie looked to animatronic bear with sparkling red eyes. Holy shit, the damn rabbit had red eyes. Wow. How kid-friendly. Mike thought while stifling a giggle. Damn, making fun of shit was making him feel better. "What's the announcement Freddy?" The rabbit asked with a twitch of it's humongous ears and then turned his head back to the camera in a sharp motion. Then Chica or whatever the hell her name was turned her head to Freddy. "Yeah Freddy, what's the announcement? We wanna know!" Mike leaned back against the chair he was sitting in and rubbed his hands all along his face and let a grin play on his face. I just lost my virginity to Chica last night! Har, Har, Har! I'm a big ass fucking bear with the dick size of a fucking grape! Mike thought. He removed his hands from his face and laughed at his own clever mocking. This was one of the rare times where he enjoyed being him.
"Well, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is a magical place for kids to enjoy and for parents to relax. BUT, as much as we like to party," Yeah I bet you do you little fucking animals… Mike thought. His eyebrow had been raised the entire time and a crooked smile was still plastered on his face. However, he wondered why the fuck this commercial was so long. "We also need our nice sleep! But our bodyguard was recently let go!" Freddy exclaimed.
"OH NO!" Bonnie and Chica cried out in unison. Mike didn't even have to come up with a joke to make him laugh here, the sheer voice acting was enough for him to throw his head back and stomp his foot down in twisted laughter. Jesus fucking christ, what a low budget company. He shook his head and rubbed his hands up his arms and continued watching.
"And we need your help! We need a new bodyguard to protect us during the night while we rest up for the nights show! And whoever get's the job, can be apart of our crew!" Freddy said as he stared at the screen with his creepy ass blue eyes. Mike flinched. He wasn't sure if it was the cold of the room or the fact that the fucking bear's eyes saw into Mike's very soul.
"HURRAY!" Bonnie and Chica cheered in unison out of fucking nowhere. This didn't make Mike laugh as hard as the first time, but it sure did make him laugh. He grinned softly and threw his arms up in the air suddenly.
"Hurray, bitches, hurray!" Mike cheered in a very deep voice that mocked the two animatronics. He then broke out into laughter and ran his fingers through his unkempt hair. This was fun.
Suddenly, the screen changed again and more bright rainbow colors filled the screen, "Join the Family, work at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! And remember: Service with a Smile! Call 1-888-Faz-Fazbear!" The god awful commercial then ended.
Mike grinned, shaking his head a little bit, still chuckling softly. And then, suddenly, it occurred to him how much money he had. Absolutely fucking none! He spent it all, just a few minutes ago, just for about two days in this god awful fucking motel! The hell was he going to do?! He needed to get money and fast! He needed have money by the end of the week or he'll be completely broke! Thoughts swirled in the man's head as he dug his teeth into his lip and his blue eyes wander.
I don't have a lot of time before rent, I need a job, like, tomorrow... and… I could… No… Nooooooooo… No fucking way… I don't have fucking much right now, but I'm not wasting any of the self respect I have left for some fucking money.
Mike shook his head and stood up sharply as thoughts buzzed in his head on what he should and should not do. He suddenly lost his footing and tripped. He then fell right into a puddle on the ground. It didn't take him long to realize that it was cat piss.
