The day had been loud and short. What would you expect for the last day of school? Janet jogged towards her bus stop, hoping she wasn't too late. Unlike most of the other students, her parents couldn't pick her up.
"At least the bus will be quiet," she mumbled to herself.
After a twenty-minute bus ride, Janet walked up the steps to the front door. With the knowledge that her brother would be home soon, she left the door unlocked. The newspaper was already turned to the Classifieds section. Janet had been job searching for the last month for a summer job. But since it was going to be her first job, she didn't have any past experience. This made her search a bit difficult. However, three words caught her eye.
"No experience needed," she said as she took a closer look, "Vintage pizzeria given new life! Come be a part of the new face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! What could go wrong?"
"You're thinking of working there!?"
Her younger brother, Mike, was making a disgusted look. He was never a fan of those types pizzerias. Janet wasn't ether. Those animatronics always freaked her out.
"Trust me Mike, your first job won't be your favorite," she said with a weak laugh.
After telling Mike not to burn down the house, Janet hopped on her bike and went strait to the pizzeria. Thankfully, she lived near the strip mall of cheap restaurants, so the ride didn't take long. While parking her bike, she stole a glance at the pizzeria's logo. The faces of the three main animatronics sent shivers done Janet's spine. She unconsciously grabbed her left hip. A family of four walked out of the building, laughing. At the sight of them, Janet shook her head and headed inside. The smell of cheap pizza and sweat filled her nostrils. A group of young children were surrounding the main stage and singing along with the animatronics. Adult sat at table, conversing with other parents. She located a young male that looked a janitor.
"Excuse me, sir?" Janet said, just loud enough for him to hear.
"Is there something I can help you with?" the janitor asked timidly.
"I need to find the manager," she responded quickly.
The young man pointed to a side hallway. She quickly walked towards it, dodging kids who came underfoot. The manager's door was wide open, a trail of smoke spilling from within.
"Eh? What do you want kid?" the manager said once he saw her.
"Sir, I'm here for the job opening in the newspaper," Janet asked.
The man grumbled and moved around his desk space. He pulled out some crumpled papers and shoved them in her face.
"Don't I have to show, I don't know, more paperwork?" she asked timidly.
"Just sign the damn thing," he said gruffly.
Janet quickly signed the papers. She really needed this job. Her boss mumbled about how Jeremy would show her the ropes and to pick up her schedule afterward. She exited the office to find this "Jeremy", who happened to be the janitor she met earlier.
"So, you must be the new security guard," Jeremy said when she found him.
"I guess. He really didn't say anything about that position," she replied.
"I get it. When I applied, he just handed me a mop and told me to clean up the eating area," he said with a chuckle, "Unfortunately, that's the only position left."
He first showed her the place she would be working. It was a small room covered with Fazbear posters. There was a desk covered with paper balls and had a rusty fan. The pizzeria closes at eight. From eight to twelve, Jeremy would clean up the place, the cooks would sort out the food, and the engineer would check on the animatronics. From twelve to six, that was when she would work. She would use a tablet to check the cameras. The technology this place has was pretty advance. She believed her brother would call this "Starwars" technology. The last thing was the uniform. It was a deep purple color.
"Bleh," Janet said with disgust.
"Not a fan of the uniform?" Jeremy asked.
"Purple is not my favorite color," she responded.
He gave a nervous smile and said that her first shift was on Monday. Janet bolted from the building, feeling somewhat happy and nervous. Happy that she was going to make some money and nervous because of the weird vibe the place gave off. Maybe it will go away with time.
The whole family was sitting around the table, celebrating the last day of school. Janet's father had brought home pizza and her mother had made brownies.
"So Janet, a little badger told me you got a job," her father said, referring to her brother.
"Yeah, it's at Fazbear's. I work as the security guard," she said happily.
Her parents went dead silent. Janet and Mike raised an eyebrow at their parent's sudden change in behavior.
"Are you sure about this, sweetie?" her mother asked in a serious voice.
"Of course! It's kind of too late to change my mind," Janet responded.
Silence fell again. Janet's father suggested that the two go and pick a movie. The siblings jumped up and ran to the living run. The parents started a quiet conversation.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" the mother asked.
"Perhaps. Maybe she has forgotten about it," the father suggested
"I don't think so. Those scars won't let her," the mother said sadly.
"Let's let it play out for a bit," the father said, "After all, he thinks she is dead."
Just something I thought of while trying to work on my other FNAF story, which I will probably redo.
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