Mike pulled up to the building within twenty minutes and parked just outside the front door. He put on his best dress shirt and prepared his nerves when he entered the building. Looking around, he quickly found out that the business was being run in just the same as he remembered it all those years ago. The kids were cheering and laughing, a lot of the adults had contempt expressions, and the mascots were all playing on-stage. They played a cheery little song and seemed to be really getting into it when a sudden voice called out to him.
"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, how may I serve you this evening?" a female voice said. Turning to face the receptionist, Mike smiled. "Yes, I'm here for the job interview, for the night-watch" Mike replied. "Ah, we've been expecting you" the woman stated as she stepped forward from her podium, "Please, follow me" she added soon after.
As the two walked, Mike took note of the woman leading him to his new boss. She had long, strawberry-blonde hair, tied into a ponytail that stretched down to her middle-back. In terms of height, she was only a few inches shorter than he, nothing overly noticeable, just subtle. She also had a pretty smile and a cute pair of hazel-colored eyes. His little observations were put on hold when they approached a large door in the back of one of the halls, the word "Manager" being written across the wood surface in gold letters.
With three little knocks, a man yelled out "Come in" from the inside. The woman opened the door and made enough room for Mike to enter. "A Mr. Mike Schmitd for you, sir" she addressed the manager. "Thank you, April" he said. Mike turned to face the woman-now known as April-and nodded in thanks to her before turning to face the eager manager. His name plate said "Frederick Frits", but that was only the second thing that Mike had noticed.
This Mr. Frits was a jolly-looking older gentleman with slightly receding, gray-colored hair and wide-rimmed glasses in front of dark blue eyes. He held out his hand and smiled. "Nice to meet in you person, Mr. Schmitd, I'm Frederick, the owner and manager of the Freddy Fazbear's business" he stated as Mike happily shook his hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you too, sir" Mike stated as Frederick retracted his hand. Mike took a seat and faced his new boss with a smile.
"So, how do you feel about working as a part of the Fazbear family" Frederick asked seriously, though with a bit of a joking tone. Mike thought about his response a bit, not wanting to say something he would regret in front of his new employer. "I've always loved coming here since I was a kid, and I figured I'd want to help out the place by becoming the new night security guard" he half-lied. Truth be told, it was simply because there were no better choices for employment, but of course, there was no way he was going to admit it. Frederick simply let out a hearty laugh, then smiled and offered his hand. "Well, nice to hear it, you got the job!" he cheered.
Mike almost couldn't believe what he was hearing. How was it possible for him to have gotten the job in such a little amount of time, it was almost as if it was all just a dream. "Seriously?" Mike asked unconsciously. Frederick merely chuckled and nodded his head. "Yep, seriously. Come on, let's introduce you to your office" he stated as he stood up from his seat. Mike stood as well, still feeling confused over how anything could be done so quickly.
As they strode through the hall, Mike thought deeper about the interview or lack there-of as the case may be. All they did was exchange two or three sentences, and yet that was all he needed to do to get the job? Something was up, and Mike was certain that he was going to find out once nightfall came. "Having a night watchman around may seem like a bit much," Frederick started, "but I don't wanna take any chances after re-opening the place so soon" he added as they reach a door at the end. "Security" was written next to the open doorway, placed just between it and a large window. "This will be your office, Mike-is it okay for me to call you Mike?" Frederick stated, Mike nodding.
Walking inside, Mike took notice of a great deal of things. For starters, there was a large desk with a laptop and a tablet next to it. There was also a landline phone, a coffee maker, a small electric fan, and a flashlight lined up. In the corner of the room was a large storage locker, the door opened slightly. Frederick fully opened up the door and grabbed what looked like a uniform off a coat hanger. "This'll be your uniform" he stated as he held out the outfit. Mike took hold of it gingerly and took a glance out over to the wall, noticing two distinct switches on both sides of the room-one white switch marked "Lights", and one red switch marked "Door".
Frederick gave Mike a hearty slap upon his back and let out another laugh. "Welcome to the family, Mike, you start tonight at 10PM tonight" he stated as he went to exit the room. "Hey, hold on a second!" Mike called out, Frederick stopping dead in his tracks once he heard him. "Isn't there some kind of preparation or training requirement or anything?" Mike questioned, a little distressed over everything suddenly happening. Frederick merely smiled and took a step towards him. "Don't you worry, you'll learn on the job, plus we really need a night watchman" he told Mike gently. Mike was certain that he wasn't telling him something, but it wasn't going to be easy to get it out of him. With a sigh, Mike merely exited the room alongside Frederick and walked with him to the front of the building.
"Pleasure meeting you Mike, and I look forward to meeting you later tonight" Frederick stated as he offered his hand once more. Mike gingerly accepted it and gave his employer a faint smile. "Yeah, I'll be sure to do that" he stated before turning to face the front door. "Have a nice day" said April as he left. Mike turned to face April and gave her a quick wave of his hand, but as he turned to face the door, he couldn't help but look at the stage, where he could've sworn he saw Freddy winking at him.
Mike sat in his car for a bit before continuing. So much was going on, his head was almost spinning. With a quick look at his cell phone, he noticed that it was a little after 4 o' clock. That gave him just enough time to take a shower and make certain he was prepared for the evening to come. "This just isn't right" he thought out loud for a moment before starting his car. As he pulled out of the lot, he couldn't stop thinking about the way Freddie winked at him from the stage.