I want to say this is my first attempt at writing, and it may seem rushed or sloppy (probably because I had to rewrite this like three times)
Felix Duplex sat slumped in the seat of his truck in front of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. He'd been there for the past half hour contemplating whether or not he should just go in and ask for the job or to simply leave. He was aware of the rumors surrounding the pizzeria; hell, he was friends with about three people who had worked there, all of whom came out alive. He always figured the rumors were just meant to scare little kids, but that changed when he met Mike. Felix hadn't believed any of the stories that were made about the animatrons up until that point, and even now, still thinks a few might be a bit exaggerated.
Then again, there was that one incident. He remembered it clearly, even though he was still only five when he saw it happen, it was always burned into his memory. Felix shook his head. He didn't want to remember it. He didn't need to. The thought was bad enough.
He sighed, grabbing the keys that were still in the ignition. He almost started up the truck, only stopping when he actually thought about it. He had three friends that didn't have a problem working at this place over one seemingly crazy guy who was probably on drugs. Besides, it was just one incident with one animatron. It's not like the others would have went crazy and did the same.
He yanked the keys out and stepped out of his truck, locking the door behind him.
Felix was something a physically imposing person, if not easy to recognize. He was about 6'4" with a fairly muscular frame. He was probably the only person around with naturally white hair, which he always kept short, who wasn't and albino; though, it was probably countered by his unusually dark green eyes. His skin wasn't tan nor pale, but somewhere in between.
He stretched, feeling slightly stiff from sitting for a while before he walked towards the door and took a deep breath.
Try to ignore the rumors, he told himself mentally. They're just rumors. Not like a bunch of animatrons would kill people. Especially when they entertain kids.
He pushed open the door and saw that the place was as busy as ever, which he found odd. Maybe they forgot about it, he thought, until he saw a few parents looking around, obviously looking out for Foxy. Or maybe not.
He took his time walking in, looking for the closest employee, or the owner, Mr. Fazbear. While looking, he saw Bonnie and Chica wandering around and playing with the kids. He found it odd since he had always heard that they had been taken off of free roam since the incident. Maybe something changed.
"Excuse me, sir," said a female voice.
Felix blinked. He looked to his side and saw a woman standing next to him, giving him a look like he was a creep.
"Since when did you start calling people sir, Nikki," he was holding back a laugh. He hadn't seen her in uniform before. Felix knew Nikki pretty well, but not like this. Her long black hair was up in a ponytail and wasn't covering up her eyes, which were a dark shade of green. The uniform she wore covered up her lithe form very well, but it didn't help take away from her skin, which was almost as pale as his.
"Since people started coming in, acting like pedophiles," she retorted, her serious look dropping into a slight grin. "Mind if I ask why you're here? I thought you'd still be at the pawn shop."
Felix scratched the back of his head. "Richard said I could go home early," he replied. "It's been slow for the past couple of weeks. Not too many people coming in anymore, ya know."
"I'm not surprised, but you still didn't answer my question."
"Oh. I actually came here to see if the night guard position was still open."
Nikki froze almost immediately when he said that, now looking at him with a face a paranoia, her skin becoming almost white.
"Oh come on, don't tell me you believe in those rumors," Felix said.
"N-No, it's just that…" she trailed off. He knew she always was afraid of the animatrons, despite being employed at the same place they lived. "I really don't think you should. I mean why would you want to?"
"I need to make some more money," he looked over at the animatronic band. "And I figured I might as well come to one of the few places I got friends at. Besides, they aren't trying to hurt any of the kids. They actually look like they're having a good time."
"Yeah, well…" Nikki didn't know how to respond. "If you want to talk to Mr. Fazbear, he's probably backstage right now. He likes to talk to the band throughout the day now." She turned and went into the main room, probably trying to hide how annoyed she was with him.
Felix rolled his eyes. He looked around the room a bit more before making his way past the crowd of kids towards the stage. He noticed Bonnie hugging a few kids and Chica showing the cupcake to others. He didn't see Freddy, but could only guess he went backstage.
He found the door to the backstage and pushed it open slightly, peeking in first. He was right, Freddy was back here, and so was Mr. Fazbear. He came in slowly. It looked like they were having a conversation from where he was standing, so he chose to approach them slowly. He could hear what they were saying as he got closer.
"How does it feel to be able to move again?" asked the owner.
"It's fantastic, really, it is." replied Freddy, obviously cheerful. "I can only imagine how Bonnie and Chica feel. They really missed being able to talk and play with the children. I can only hope Foxy could enjoy this again someday."
"Well, actually, I don't think we ever took him off of free roam."
"Really? Then why has he never come out of Pirate's Cove."
"Everyone thinks he's monster now, Freddy, ever since the incident. Would you be willing to show your face again after something like that?"
"I guess you-"
The sound of something hitting the floor caused them to look in Felix's direction.
He was still, staring back at them as they stared at him. He waved at them.
"Uh… hi," he managed to say. They still stared at him, silent.
The silence was broken as Mr. Fazbear laughed, "Hello again, Felix. Why are creeping around here in the back? Not trying to run off with the band are you?"
"Uh, not at all, Mr. Fazbear," Felix smiled, remembering the one time his boss, Richard, offered to buy the band and Foxy. "Actually, I came here to see if the, uh, night job was still open."
Mr. Fazbear stared at him for a moment, his expression blank. It felt uncomfortable now, almost as if it were a bad time to ask. "Actually, it still is," he said suddenly. "And it's a good time to."
"Why might that be," Felix asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.
"Because Mr. Fazbear made sure to get us properly fixed," Freddy stated, with what could be considered a smile on his face.
Felix was surprised to hear Freddy. He almost expected it to be a bad topic with one of the animatrons around, but it was obvious that things were fine. It was actually nice that he wasn't hearing anything about what happened during the night shift.
"Um, Freddy, if you don't mind, I'd like to speak with Felix alone," Mr. Fazbear said, looking at the animatron seriously.
Freddy only nodded and made his way back on stage. The sound of cheers could be heard from the children, who were happy to see the lead of the band again.
Mr. Fazbear looked back at Felix. "It's nice, isn't it? It took some time, but it's nice to have them back out."
"It must be. There are a lot of people out there," Felix noted, walking up to the owner.
"Anyways, about the job… I actually would like to advise against it, but, you seem to be determined. But why is it you want it exactly? Don't you have a job at the shop with Richard?"
"Yeah, well, money isn't exactly easy right now," Felix looked to the side a bit, somewhat nervous about the state of the store. "It's been slow for a while now, and I need to get some more money. Besides, it's not like I have many other options, and this place is the only one I really know anyone."
"I suppose that's true, but are you really sure," the owner was starting to lose his joyful expression. "I mean, we only just got them fixed, and I can't guarantee that you'll be watching the old band forever. We've got a few new ones coming probably next week."
"So, it that a no?"
"I never said that. I'm just saying that if you want the job, you can have it, but I'm not sure if we can keep the pay the same. The new ones cost a small fortune, really."
"It can't be that bad, Mr. Fazbear, and besides, I don't mind having to watch over a few more than just Freddy and his old gang."
Mr. Fazbear nodded, looking thoughtful. He turned away from him for a moment, then turned back around and said. "Alright then, Felix, if you're really serious about this job, just come back later tonight. Say fifteen minutes before midnight."
"No problem there," Felix shook hands with Mr. Fazbear before turning and leaving the backstage. As he got ready to leave the pizzeria, he noticed Nikki trying to avoid going near the animatrons, while they were busy entertaining the kids. He almost laughed as he saw her nearly trip to to get around Bonnie, who was playing his guitar in front of a birthday party.
She noticed him and glared, like she knew exactly what he was thinking. He wanted so badly to flip her off before he left, but there were kids around, so he held off. Instead, he chose to return to his truck and depart. He was going to do a few things before tonight.
