Lewis was told he had the job without any interviews or anything. They must be desperate, he thought to himself as he walked through the doors. He found the office and sat down on the swivel chair. He knew the stories about Fazbear's so he had come prepared, a baseball bat, a utility knife and a nerf gun that shot spiked bullets. Then the phone started to ring,
"Who's calling Fazbear's at this time of night?" Lewis questioned as he picked up,
"Hello? Hello, hello! Uh, I wanted to record a message for you, to help you get settled in on your first night." A voice blared from the phone,
"Oh, how nice of you, but who are you?" Lewis replied, the man on the phone acted like he didn't hear Lewis and continued,
"Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm...finishing up my last week now as a matter of fact so...I know it can be a little overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you: there's nothing to worry about, uhh, you'll do fine! So...let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Ok?"
"Getting me through my first night?" Lewis asked,
"Uh...let's see. First, there's an introductory greeting from the company I'm supposed to read. Eeh it's kind of a legal thing, you know. 'Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza: a magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon the discovery of the damage or death has occurred, a missing person's report will be filed within ninety days or as soon as property and premise have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached and the carpets have been replaced. Blah, blah, blah.' Now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about!"
"Nothing to worry about! Sure that sounds like I have nothing to worry about." Lewis said sarcastically,
"Uhh, the animatronic characters here do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No! If I were forced to sing...those same stupid songs for twenty years and I never got a bath? I'd probably be a bit irritable at night too."
"They don't get baths? Not even oil baths? That sounds horrendous, also what do you mean they get a bit quirky?" Lewis exclaimed awkwardly,
"So remember: these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and you need to show them a little respect. Right?"
"Respect, Ok..." Lewis smiled to himself as he eyed his backpack.
" Ok. So just be aware: the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uhh, they're left with some kind of 'free-roaming mode' at night. Uhhh...something about their servos locking up if they get turned off for too long? Uhh...they used to wander during the day too, but then there was the bite of '87. Yeah... it's amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe, ya know?"
"Say what?." Lewis said, his tone now sounding more serious,
"Now concerning your safety: the only real risk to you as the night watchmen here, if any, is the fact that these characters...uhh if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, Now that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort... and death. Uh, the only parts of you that would likely see the light of day again would be your eyeballs and teeth when they pop out the front of the mask, heh. Y-yeah they don't tell you these things when you sign up."
"They didn't tell me ANYTHING when I signed up," Lewis shouted at the phone even though he now knew this was a pre-recorded message,
"But hey, first day should be a breeze. I'll chat with you tomorrow. Uh, check those cameras, remember to close the doors only if necessary. Gotta conserve power. Alright, goodnight." The man finished and the phone went silent,
"Ok, Goodnight, eh you didn't tell me your name so I'll just call you Conner," Lewis muttered.
Lewis looked at the cameras Freddy, Chica and Bonnie were all on the stage,
"Isn't there four?" Lewis mumbled, "Where's the Fox?"
He then flicked to another camera and saw a curtain with a sign outside that said Out of Order,
"Ahh," Lewis said understanding where the fox was. Lewis then flicked back to the stage and saw that Chica was gone, "So the chicken is the first to move."
Lewis got up from his seat and grabbed his baseball bat, he stood right next to the door where no one could see him. He heard metallic footsteps walking down the hall. Then Chica burst into the office. She looked around and when she saw that Lewis wasn't there, she let out a groan,
"Not again." She said,
"Wait what?" Lewis said what he thought was silently but obviously not as chica turned around and jumped at Lewis. Lewis swung the baseball bat and dodged a strike from the Yellow Animatronic. He then swung up for a clean Upper-Swing knocking Chica back. Lewis then kicked her in the face and jumped out the way as she tried to grab him,
"So, you guys can talk?" Lewis said, only a growl from Chica, "Guess you need to to sing."
Chica got up and grabbed the baseball bat out of Lewis' hand and flung it across the room there was a loud clang as the bat hit the lockers. Lewis cursed. He had only one hope. He took a right hook at the bird and another loud clang. Lewis shook his hand, he didn't know what he expected. He then dived for his backpack. He raised it above his head and Chica with it. Lewis reached into the bag and pulled out his Utility Knife. He pounced. Straight for the eyeballs. He dug one out, but it continued to blink,
"Jesus Christ." Lewis said, Chica screamed and ran out the door, or at least tried to. Lewis then slammed the button to shut the door, trapping Chica's legs in the office and the rest of her body in the hallway, "Maybe a little overkill." Lewis muttered. He opened the door and Chica crawled out groaning and wheezing. Lewis checked his watch 5 am, he had an hour to kill. He sat on the chair but felt a nipping at his ankle, he looked down and saw a little cupcake bitting his ankle,
"Well would you look at that." Lewis said, "Chica's partner in crime!" Lewis reached into his backpack and found his empty water bottle. He scooped the Cupcake up in his arms like a baby and put it in the water bottle, "Sorry little guy, I'm sure they'll be able to replace you," Lewis told the Cupcake that was staying completely still.
Lewis then turned on the camera to see that Chica had already reached backstage, he saw a naked endo-skeleton sitting there,
"You know that one?" Lewis asked the Cupcake, it responded by shaking it's whole body, "I'll take that as a no then."
As Lewis observed the backstage area carefully, he saw a shelf lined with exact replicas of the Cupcake,
"Seems like they're ready to replace you." Lewis muttered, "Wonder if they have had to do it before." Lewis pictured a sewer full of rotting cupcake animatronics and shivered, "Well now I'm staying away from the toilet." Just then Lewis heard the chiming of a grandfather clock. 6 am, time to go home. Lewis packed up his Baseball Bat and Utility Knife and put the cupcake and his water bottle in the water bottle holder in the side of the bag. He hoped that he would get to use his nerf gun. He got out his phone and called his Dad,
"Hello Hello?" His Dad said,
"Hi, its me. I know its late- or early I don't know but could you come pick me up from Fazbear's? If not then I'll just ask one of the day shift to give me a ride home."
"No no, I'll come and pick you up just be waiting in the carpark ok?"
"Ok Dad, I'll see you later, love you!"
