A whole two weeks later and nothing. My life was over and I was cutting low on my part of the rent. Though I moved in here first it still wasn't right for Jake, I might have to move to my dad's if this keeps up.

A paper ball hit my eye. "Ow, what the hell! Jake!"

"Look at that or look for a new place." Jake simply said, taking his hot chocolate to his room, I unraveled the paper and saw nothing, flipping it over, it was a job ad for Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. "Security Guard... I can do that.." I read it over. I called the number, it rang for a while, the person on the other end, asked for my name, my availability and questions if I was qualified, I answered best of my abilities then he told me to go to the location first thing Sunday morning, I wrote the address on my hand with a marker, hung up the phone and realized tomorrow was Sunday. That bitch.

Sunday morning, I got up early, dressed to impress and went on my way.

Stepping foot in the building, I noticed it was a kids place a kids' pizza place no doubt. Stepping up to the cashier I asked for the Manager. She showed me to the office that was just passed the bathrooms and left. I knocked on the glass and waited, fixing myself up, I took a deep breath to gain curious but during that time I felt like I was being watched. It wasn't an unsettling feeling, more like a guardian watching me, I could always tell, the eyes that were looking at me felt warm and nice. I smiled to the eyes watching me though I wasn't looking directly at them, I know they were thankful of my gratitude, the sudden warm feeling left as the door finally opened and out stepped a huge fat guy with a cute chubby face. "Hello" He greeted with a huge smile. "How may I help you?"

"Um..." I began to stutter, I was suddenly at a lost for words. I pulled out the piece of newspaper from my back pocket. "Night Guard" I whimpered out. The man leaned in and saw the ad for a while then his green eyes rolled up to me.

"Ah you must be Christine Ginnis" He stood back up, placed his hands on his hips and let out a sudden booming laugh. "Well then. Welcome to the family. You're going to love it here. Let me show you around" He placed a huge hand on my timid shoulder and forced me to follow him, First stop, Prize corner, There was six shelves on the wall and a glass counter that held nothing yet a huge blue box with purple string as decoration.

"What's in the box sir?" I asked, unable to stop my finger from pointing at it like a child.

"I'll show you." He finally removed his possessive hand from me and picked up a wooden box from the shelf and allowed the music to stop, it wasn't playing Pop Goes the weasel like the boxes I'm used to it was playing something that felt familiar to me but I couldn't place it. When the music stopped, the box remained closed but the bigger box opened and neither even had a 'Jack' popping out. I took a step forward, getting closer of what was inside or supposed to be and out of nowhere a white face jumped at me, I screamed like I was about to get murdered as I fell on my butt and automatically began to crawl back until I was at a good enough distance. It was indeed a white face but of a mask with purple lines under the black eyes looking like tears, it's cheeks were red just like the lip stick making me wonder if it's suppose to be male or female. It was hanging from strings, that's what I thought at first until I realized the strings were just decoration, the puppet thing can move freely but it refused to leave the box.

It look at me and I looked at it, giving that same watch feeling. I stepped back up and approached the box. The Puppet's head moved to the side. "Hello there!" It said in a male gentle tone, totally male.

"Hi" I gave a quick wave then looked at the huge man, pleading for help or explanation.

"This is the Gift Giver" The manager placed his hand on the puppet's head and moved it about. "Shall we continue. "

'Gift Giver. That's all I get?' I said nothing as he led me into a different room, with a huge sign that said Kids' Cove. There was already stuff in there including a white robot that looked like a fox, It was up piled in a corner of the room. I looked at it, it was pretty messed up considering how it didn't have a body but poles and wires with hands and feet not in place, two heads one naked though, I couldn't tell what part was what, It was girly looking too. It was entirely white, Magneta eye shadow, red cheeks, red lip stick, pink snout and nail polish.

"She's beautiful." I said that was truthful to me but to normal people it would ugly. I honestly felt bad for the thing.

"It's actually male. Foxy 2.0" Said the Manager

I said nothing, if I did, I would have been fired before I even started so I stepped back from 'him'

"It's suppose to be kid friendly."

"I'm sure it would be if he looked more like a fox in color." I commented.

"Can't take any chances."

"How about an experiment?"

He touched his beard as if thinking as he walked me down a corridor pass the bathrooms "I'll consider it" He said, walking pass the 'Parts and Service' room.

"What's in here sir?"

"Nothing, right now. Just an empty room with put our robot parts and sorts."

"Oh right." I scratched the back of my head as I continued to follow him down the hall. There was two big rooms on both sides of us, there were just tables right now. And finally at the very end was a huge room with out monitors in both corners, Open vents on the left and right wall, a door behind a desk covered with papers and a huge monitor with many screens attracted and a purple head.

"Mr. Duke, what's with the head?" I asked again pointing like a child. Duke picked up the empty head.

"You'll find out when you start next week.."

"Uh..okay..?"

"And with that being said, that concludes our tour." Mr. Duke, walked me out and reminded me to start Sunday at 11:30 and closed the door in my face.

It took the whole walk home for me to finally understand, I got the job. I start Sunday but the question was, who needs a night guard for a kid's place. It's not a bank, who would rob the place.

I figured it was something I wouldn't understand so I pushed the curiosity to the back of my mind.

During the rest of that week, I continued my karate classes, I been skipping for a while, after long and hard practices. I finally earned my Black Belt. With six years of experience I would be prepared for any attack, I knew it, I felt it.