The cool breeze of a summer's night blew through the air as the moon began it's ascension into the sky, and while most by this point in the day would be sound asleep in their beds one man in particular was not. Walking down the street dressed from head to toe in a security guard's attire, a mister Michael J. Schmidt, known as Mike by friends and family, was on his way towards a very well known restaurant, Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Now most might wonder as to why someone in their right mind would ever choose to accept a job that takes away their normal sleeping hours as well as simple relaxation time, but the truth is Michael here hadn't taken the job because he wanted to but instead because he was dared to. For you see, while he was by no means the kind of person to do something without considering the risks, at the same time he was still the kind of person where if a friend, such as his best friend Craig, dared him to do something he more than likely would do it with no issue.
And seeing as how all of Craig's previous dares were basically the same as this, take a job that no one with any real self respect or preferences would do, Mike would always do so as while he wasn't without shame it simply took a good deal to get a rise out of him, which was sorta ironic given his attitude towards dares.
"Man this is gonna be easy." He said to himself as he put his hands in his pockets "All I've gotta do is just sit in a chair for a few hours and stare at some screens, gotta say Craig you're losing your touch." He admitted.
Continuing on his way until the building soon came into view Mike was actually surprised to see someone standing outside waiting for him, but as he got closer he realized it was his boss. Standing at a very intimidating six foot seven and dressed in a very "loud" purple suit which complimented his yellow eyes and long silver hair, his employer when they first met seemed like he might be a very serious and straight forward kind of guy, which Mike soon found out was not the case.
"Ah! there you are mister Schmidt!" He called out as Mike approached "I'm so glad you decided to come back!" He admitted joyfully with a clap of his hands.
"Why would I not mister Afton?" Mike questioned with a raised brow as he stopped in front of the other.
"Oh well you never know with people, sometimes they might get cold feet or perhaps they were just out to play a prank on you." The other answered "And please like I said earlier, call me William! or Will if you'd like!" He added before turning around heading inside.
Following his employer into the building, even though he had already been there earlier in the day as to apply for the position he still was impressed and baffled at how amazing the place truly looked. Normally places like this were very tacky and unsanitary with the only actual entertainment being the arcade games, but as he looked around while they walked he could tell that his boss and whoever else was involved truly cared for the place as everything was clean, colorful, and varied for both kids and the adults. Yet the crown jewel of this place had to be it's main attraction which was the animatronics, for just like his assumptions about the building before he saw it he also thought they'd be bulky and somewhat scary looking machines that held little life to them. But the truth was they looked like something you'd see in a Disney cartoon or the like, with incredibly realistic looking fur and costumes, voices that didn't seem prerecorded or static, and personalities that weren't as flat as the paper they had been written out on, if he didn't know they were machines he'd actually believe they were real.
"I must say I truly am grateful you took the position mister Schmidt, me and Henry have been having a god awful time trying to find any night guards for our businesses." William admitted.
"Can't understand why, seems like a lot of people would be jumping at the chance to land a job like this, all you have to do is just watch the place for a few hours and then you get to go home." Mike replied.
"Well it's the eeriness of night I suppose, normally the buildings are filled with life, music, and joy! but at night they do become deathly quiet and empty so that might explain it." William suggested as they stopped "Anyways, here is your office mister Schmidt!" He exclaimed as he stepped aside.
Feeling his eyes widen from surprise the "office" if it could even really be called that was this fairly small and somewhat claustrophobic space that was immensely different from the rest of the building's design.
"Um..." He sounded not sure how as to what he could say that wouldn't come off as rude "...It's...quaint." He said hoping that would work.
"Yes unfortunately we've yet to get around to updating this space I'm afraid." William admitted with a sigh "So I apologize if during your time here you feel cramped or stuffy, but you can walk around the building should that start to happen!" He suggested with a smile.
Feeling a slight bit relieved that his boss was aware of the office's flaws Mike then entered the space sitting down in it's single chair as he did.
"Now obviously you know what your job entails, watch these monitors and ensure nothing goes wrong during the night." William began to explain as he pointed towards the screens "But for the sake of your enjoyment and comfort I managed to modify the system to be compatible with this tablet here." He noted as he pointed to the device on the desk "It can access the internet and even has some games installed on it should you get deathly bored, but it is registered to my account so please refrain from any purchases." He instructed as Mike picked it up.
"Holy crap that's awesome!" He exclaimed as he looked it over "Seriously why has no one else taken this job?!" He questioned as he returned his focus to William.
"Well as I said it's probably just how dark and unsettling the place can become after hours." He replied with a shrug "But there's also been several rumors flying through town about our business that could be attributing to that." He admitted.
"What kind of rumors?" Mike asked.
"Oh you know tall tales and urban legends, things like our ensemble of entertainers come to life at night and try to kill people." William answered with an eye roll "Or, and this one I particularly despise, that I'm actually a serial killer who kidnaps children before I go on to turn them into robots." He added with a slight scowl.
"Wow that's...really sad." Mike admitted "I mean how people have nothing better to do than to make up really dark stuff like that." He clarified.
"Yes it is, especially since anyone who knows me can tell you I'm the farthest thing from a serial killer." William said before giving him an inquisitive gaze "Actually, what do YOU think of me mister Schmidt?" He wondered.
Considering what he should say, not because he planned to say something rude but just to not come off that way, Mike gave the question a bit of thought before responding.
"To be honest, I kinda think you're goofy, but not like in a bad way more like that you're not afraid to be who you are ya know?" He answered causing the other to laugh.
"Oh I just knew you and I were going to get along mister Schmidt!" William exclaimed as he gave the other's shoulder a few light pats "But unfortunately I do need to take my leave as I have to get home and take care of some things." He said as he proceeded to walk away "If you have anymore questions about your position or just in general I left a very detailed list for you on the tablet, just open it and have a read!" He added.
Unable to keep a few chuckles from escaping him, Mike then leaned back in his chair before putting his feet on the desk.
"Hey, I dare you to take the job." He said repeating Craig's words from earlier in the day "Easiest dare ever." He added as he began to use the tablet.