I was furious, these people didn't understand, these robots were dangerous, I swore.

"Mr. Malone," the junior manager asked.

"Yes, Gary," I asked.

"I was just on the phone with the President of the United States," he told me.

"What?" I asked, stunned.

"Yes sir, it appears that the restaurant has gathered the nation's attention due to, uh shall we say recent events," he informed me.

"Is he coming here?" I asked him.

"Yes sir, he says that it is his little girl's birthday is tomorrow and that he would like to visit," he informed me.

My body started to quake.

"Is something wrong?" asked Gary.

"It's nothing, I, I, I need," I panted, "I just need a minute."

"I understand, sir, a visit from the President would make me nervous too," he said with genuine concern.

"Yeah, but at least it'll boost business, that's for sure," I said.

The next day, a full entourage of CIA, FBI, DEA, and other Federal agents swept the restaurant for any security risks, the mayor, governor and a sweaty Mr. Grives appeared.

President Reagan entered, "God bless America."

"Mr. President, welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, a magical place for kids and grown ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life, please make yourself comfortable," I asked him.

"Thanks, I take it you're Mr. Malone, I'm sorry for your loss," the President expressed his condolences.

"Please, don't bring it up, that monster will surely pay," I told him.

"Allow me to introduce you to my daughter, Christine," he offered.

"It's nice to meet you," the President's daughter curtsied.

"The pleasure is mine," as I took a bow.

"Right now we have six animatronic characters, Marionette, Fredbear, Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the Bunny, Chica the Chicken, and Foxy the Pirate Fox," I explained.

"The bathrooms are to your right, and the dining area is on the left, behind me is the showstage, which connects to the Game area, Arcade and Prize Corner," I told them.

"Dad, can I go play?" Christine asked him.

"In a minute, sweetie," Reagan said.

"Carlos, Juan, look after my daughter," he addressed the secret service.

"Don't worry, Mr. President, she'll be safe," Carlos told him.

"That's good, Ok sweetie have fun," he said as he kissed her on the cheek.

"Thank you daddy," Christine smiled.

Foxy's ears perked up, "Guys, it's the President."

"Really?" Bonnie asked.

"No way," Freddy said.

"Wait, lemme see," Chica pushed Freddy.

"Guys, let's introduce ourselves," Fredbear said.

All of the animatronics came to visit the President.

"Mr. President, it is truly an honor," Freddy began.

"You're so cool," Foxy smiled.

"Can I get you a pizza?" Chica offered.

"Maybe a nice tune would cheer you up," Bonnie offered.

"Can you sign my autograph?" Fredbear asked.

"Wow, I'm impressed," the President said, "I can see why this place is so popular, it's a good thing the Soviets don't have access to this technology," he chuckled.

"Alright I'll sign your autographs," the President took out his pen, a few slips of paper and gave each of them an autograph.

"I'll some Fazbear Pizza please," he said.

"Right away sir," Chica saluted.

Freddy led the President to his seat, while I seethed with rage.

...

Foxy Pov

"Yahaar! Welcome to me den, Pirates Cove, let's have ourselves some fun!" I said in my most Pirate like voice.

"Yeah, I'm a Pirate too!" Christine smiled.

Neon and Keon got up on stage with Christine, while the Secret service kept a close eye on the President's daughter.

They began to sing.

(Old Captain by Brillig)

(Old Captain by Brillig)

Round robin, round

We were all hypnotized by the sound

Of his tales from the old country

Told for a pint and a pound

Stories of battles at sea

From a voice that could shake down the trees

And the face of an angel

All battered by grand tragedy

Raise your glass in the air

With a tear in your eye

Time has come now to bid him goodbye

For at first light this morn The Old Captain has died Let him live on in legend tonight.

No soul shared his name

And he sought neither fortune nor fame

But this old dusty tavern is kingdom

O'er which he would reign

Not a chapter of life he forgot

And the truth of it all mattered not

For adventure and grandeur and rapture

We'd feast on the lot

Raise your glass in the air

With a tear in your eye

Time has come now to bid him goodbye

For at first light this morn The Old Captain has died Let him live on in legend tonight.

The stars will shine brightly

No more in the sky

They've lost their best sailor to guide

For at first light this morn The Old Captain has died Let him live on in legend tonight

Once they finished singing, the audience cheered.

...

Bonnie strummed his guitar for the President, while Chica gave him a Swiss cheese pizza with beef, onions, and mushrooms. "This place is great, I should come here more often," he suggested.

"There's no need Mr. President," I said nervously.

"Why'd you say that?" the President questioned arching his eyebrow.

"Uh, well, I.." I said.

"Listen, if you don't like me, because you're a liberal," he began.

"No that's not it," but by then the cat was out of the bag.

"Well, I was going to give this place a tax break, but I think that I'll give it to someone more deserving," he told me.

"Please, sir, it wasn't personal," I began.

"I'm leaving, I'm also going to reopen the investigation, I think there might be some things that may have been overlooked," Reagan continued.

"By the way, your robots are much nicer than you, I will never know how someone so bitter could have programmed such sweet robots," he stated, "I'll take that birthday cake to go, Caroline."

Caroline rushed over, "yes dad."

"We are getting out," he said.

"But why?" she asked, her face becoming pouty.

"Because the owner is extremely rude," he told her.

"But the robots, they really like you, don't make them sad," she said sweetly.

"Yeah boss, don't go," Bonnie said.

"Alright, you can stay," Reagan sighed.

"Yes!" Bonnie cheered.

"Mr. President would you like to sing with us?" Freddy asked.

"Sure, I'd love to," he told us.

(1999 by Schmoyoho)

Mr. Speaker, the President of the United States

Our economy is growing like 1965, the crime rate came down for the first time

for the first time

for the first time

i worked the biscuit line at Hardee's, that's why you elected the republican party

the republican party

the republican party

get it, get it like 1965

get it, get it like 1965, it has been until this a hard time but tonight we get it like it's 1965

we picked ourselves up, dusted ourselves off

i will not let this congress turn back the clock

turn back the clock

turn back the clock

i have no more campaigns, because i won them both

my agenda is the same since the day i swore oath

since the day i swore oath

since the day i swore oath

get it, get it like 1965, it has been until this a hard time but tonight we get it like it's 1965

there is nothing our nation and people can't accomplish

you'll see a lot of serous work in this congress

i hope you'll at least work with me when you do agree

30 years from this new century

Our economy is growing like 1965, the crime rate came down for the first time

for the first time

for the first time

get it, get it like 1965, it has been until this a hard time but tonight we get it like it's 1965