Those Blues, Red said to himself. They just sit around all day and get no exercise. Soon, they'll end up like Terence!

The three young blue Angry Birds, Jay, Jake and Jim had all been pretty lazy lately. Summer was supposed to be their favorite time of the year, but instead of running around having fun, they seemed to be too bored to do anything but sit around and talk to each other all day, and even that got boring after a while. Red knew that it was about time that the Blues learned some responsibility...and he knew exactly what he should do.

"Oh, Blues!" he called out to them. The three young blue birds rushed over to their leader.

"Yes, sir!" they all said in unison.

"I think the three of you are going to need a to learn a bit of responsibility." The Blues didn't like the sound of this.

"There's this new pizza place that opened up by the Pig City Border Line, and I was thinking that maybe you could do something there."

The Blues got prepared to run away before Red said they needed a job, but before they could, Red handed them all a piece of newspaper. There was one of those "Help Wanted" advertisements on the front of it that read:

"HELP WANTED
Freddy Fazbear's Pizza"

"Family pizzeria looking
for security guard to
work the nightshift.
12 a.m. to 6 a.m.

Monitor cameras, ensure safety of
equipment and animatronic characters.

Not responsible for
injury/dismemberment

$120 a week.
To apply call:

1-888-FAZ-FAZBEAR"

"Uh," Jake questioned. "The nightshift?"

"Well, why not?" Red asked them. "What? Do you think that at night the animatronics come to life and try to kill you?"

Great, the Blues thought. Thanks for that image, Red.

"Now, I already signed the three of you up, so there's no going back until the end of the summer. I want the three of you to make a good impression, so hop to it! Here are the directions on how to get there."

After handing them a map, Red sent the Blues on their way to the pizza place. The Blues still thought there was something off about this ad. They looked at it again, rereading the line:

"Not responsible for injury/dismemberment."

The Blues shuddered as the sound of that line went through their small heads. They regained their courage and fluffed up their blue feathers a bit to show bravery. What were they thinking? There was no danger. It was just an ordinary pizza place. Nothing could possibly go wrong...right?