(I had enough time and creative thinking to get another chapter made. It's kind of a filler but more will be explained in the next chapter. I hope you enjoy this little bit of a filler!)
After looking around for a male employee besides himself, Mike sees an older looking teenage boy wearing something like a kitchen apron or something; hard to tell what he's wearing from behind. Since the other person's back was to him, Mike approached and tapped the guy on the shoulder.
"Hey, do you know where I can find Chris?" The other employee turned around and Mike realized that 'he' was actually a 'she' or whatever they preferred to be called. The short hair threw him off but when they turned around Mike saw the winged eyeliner. If it weren't for the eyeliner and the softer facial features they had then yeah they could have pulled off being a male. Mike only knew that they were wearing winged was because Doll wanted to try it out and asked Mike to due it, only he took 'winged' literally. Before she could say 'what' Mike already drew little bird wings, needless to say it was afterword Doll told him how winged should work after laughing her ass off.
"I'm Chris, is some child acting up or bullying your kid?" Chris is this person? Girl, boy, whatever pronouns they want to use. Hopefully they can help me.
"No, I don't have a kid. Boss said he put you in charge so I was hoping you could help me."
"I don't know how much help I can be but I'll see what I can do. At least change the type of style, the color is alright but if it weren't for your employee cloths then you'd look like someone who hangs out in alleys." At first Mike was confused on what they were saying until the last part of their 'advice', he held back a snappy response to the grin on their face.
"I'm not asking for fashion advice Chris, I was wondering if you could see if there is an employee hat in any storage area or in Boss's office. I don't know where one could be so I thought you would."
"I was about to say, if you worked here then you should know that no hats are allowed." Chris walks around Mike and goes right to Boss's office as Mike follows them.
When the two enter the Boss's office, Chris starts searching around for a hat as Mike closes the door; a little bit only so kids don't run in here and mess with Boss's shit. Besides, Mike has Doll so there is no reason for him to pull a fast one on Chris.
"Are you going to take it off or not?" The sudden question caught Mike off guard since Chris isn't giving any real context about 'it'.
"Excuse me?" Hopefully they aren't implying what he thinks they're implying. Just because he closed the door a little doesn't mean he is going to flirt or anything. It's not even shut, it's still somewhat open.
"I'm telling you to take it off. You probably don't want me to take it off you." The grin on their face meant they were talking in a dirty way or they were saying something jokingly.
"No thanks I'll keep it on, whatever you're talking about."
"Then that leaves me no choice." Chris stops looking through the box they opened and walked over until their face was really close to his. Ever heard of personal space?
"I don't know what you're trying to do but-" He was about to say how he is in a relationship but his mind and voice shut down.
Before he could even react he felt the fabric moving. Chris was so close to Mike's face that he couldn't see where their hand were. If he paid closer attention then maybe he could have realized what they meant by 'it'. Chris meant 'it' as one thing, not 'them' as in cloths.
"All you had to do was-" Chris jumped back away from Mike as the fabric left the security guard, what Chris didn't realize it that it served a purpose. Mike reached up to stop it from being taken but he was too slow since by the time he was grabbing for it Chris was already 5 feet away.
"-follow the... rules..."
"Are you happy now?" Mike looks dead ahead right into Chris's eyes although their eyes were looking up at the top of his head where the hat was, at what the hat was covering. The scars he has that are clearly visible due to the slightly color variation. Now you fucked up, Chris.
They didn't know.
Now is not the time.
Please, calm down.
Piss off, I don't need you right now.
Mikey, please.
That's it, that's where Mike heard it before. The voice is the same one that was in his head when he passed out during the night shift. You aren't just my subconscious are you?
What am I talking about, Doll probably wants me home. It's not like she can reach me right now.
Mike pushes the drama in his head away for now and focuses on Chris, one battle at a time. He won't let it go, he will find out whether he is crazy or if his 'subconscious' isn't really his.
"Listen man, I-"
"It's Mike."
"Listen Mike, I'm sorry. Here, take it back." Chris holds out Mike's beanie, which he gladly takes back and puts it on his head. "Let's just get you a Fazbear hat so people don't give you shit for covering up your business."
"Whatever..." Mike back-steps and starts leaning on the wall as Chris looks through another box.
After a small pause of silence between them, which was still noisy due to the screaming kids on the other side of a slightly open door, Chris breaks the ice. "Can I ask you something?"
"You already did." Of course Mike will be a smart-ass, especially since Chris is kinda on Mike's bad/fuck-you side.
"Haha, very funny wise guy. But I'm being serious."
"Depends on the question."
"How'd you get your scars?" Chris was hesitant on asking, Mike could tell since their voice changed when they said 'your'.
"Accident when I was a kid. Why?" Normally, Mike wouldn't have answered but he can't be mad a Chris, he could tell that they were sorry.
"Every scar has a backstory, I was curious. What was the accident?"
"Now you're kinda stepping on thin ice."
"Sorry dude, just curious. Besides," Chris stands up and smacks something across their leg thn walks over to Mike and hands it to him, "I was just wondering if you were someone I heard about."
"Who do you think I was?" Mike takes the object and realizes it's a hat that seems old but considering it's condition it is still in pretty good shape. Since Chris already saw them, Mike takes off his beanie and puts on the black hat that feels like a baseball cap.
"No one, you just seemed like someone who fit the figure of some description. Now if you excuse me I need to go see if the some kid puked in the bathrooms since it seems like that time of day." Chris walks out and Mike is left in Boss's office. He takes the hat off and checks the front if it and ironically it is labeled as 'Security Guard'. Probably an old hat that one of the previous guards used a while ago. Maybe the hat wasn't a mandatory part of the outfit so Boss doesn't offer, who knows.
Mike leaves Boss's office and makes sure the door isn't locked before closing it and walking into the dining area once again.
(Holy crap 3 chapters in 3 days. Whaaaattt? Sorry this is sorta a filler since I am able to be online when I'm typing so I'm able to upload. Maybe I could get another chapter out tomorrow? That would be hype! I hope you enjoyed and I wonder what's going on with Mike's 'subconscious'. ;D )
