"I'm a good listener and work well with others. Done." I say as I type in the last letters of my report. "Bubbles, are you sure you want to get a job? I mean you can just help me and mechany with building the karts." I give him a cheery smile. "I need to get a job sooner or later." Suddenly the screen lights up. "Somebody wants to give me a job!" I jingle with excitement as I read the email:
Work wanted:
Night- guard job available. No experience needed.
Pay $120 a week.
Location: Freddy's pizza palace.
"Wait a second. Freddy's pizza palace? The place with the animatronics? And where the bite of 87 happened?" I question. I look a Ethan. I can see the dollar signs in his eyes. I groan.