Summer June 24th 2035 – Saturday Night –
7:05 PM – Fazbear Spare Parts Warehouse – St. George
Rock Gator was loading up 5 freshly refurbished glamrock endoskeletons into the 50 foot Fazbear Parts and Service Tractor Trailer that would be departing for a new arcade bar and restaurant in Springfield, Massachusetts, several states away, on the east coast. The endoskeletons were recovered from the PizzaPlex incident, and were put through a complete wipe of their solid state drives incase any traces of Glitchtrap's virus remained on them. Repairs were done on any of them that were damaged during the events of that faithful night, then their SSD's replaced with new ones, their base OS reloaded onto the drives.
Rock spoke to them as he lifted them up with ease with his great strength, since he is an animatronic himself, and set their stiff deactivated bodies into place inside the trailer, securing them with their chains. 3 "male" endos, 2 smaller "female" endos. Both variants were identical in appearance, only difference was size and height.
"You guys are gonna love your new home. I've seen pictures, the new FazCade at the mall there is HUGE, the kids and the adults are gonna love ya. Of course, assuming they get you a good trainer first, teach ya some mannerisms, find you some decent outfits, find out which instrument your best with, and of course bonding with each other. I know you'll all be good to each other, just like ol Fred and his friends. No matter what shells they give you, no matter what animals you turn out to be, I know you'll all be in good hands." Rock finished putting the last one in.
Rock is a green muscular gator animatronic similar to Monty who actually came from Florida. He used to be a mascot for the Gator Bar and Grill, another Fazbear property, in Celebration, Florida.
Rock used to be the first chef animatronic in Fazbear, not counting STAFF bots, he was the head chef at the Grill and the star attraction for dinner theater performances. While Rock didn't mind putting on a good show for the patrons, who were mostly retirees and kids passing through to see the house of mouse, but eventually his performances didn't wow anyone anywhere since it became predictable with the same crowd arriving every week. Eventually Fazbear realized the bar was not in a good business location and was losing money on keeping it open.
Before Freddy was CEO, the chance to do work somewhere else was slim to none, and with the bar closing soon, it meant there was a chance Rock might be getting de-commissioned, his endo being re-used for something else, elsewhere. Freddy shortly after becoming CEO saw Rock's situation and offered him plenty of other places he could do other work at, all of his choice.
Rock is forever thankful to have Freddy as the CEO, someone who actually cares about the animatronics wellbeing as much as the humans who work for the company and its customers and he decided to put in for a transfer to the warehouse in St. George, Utah. When Freddy sent some trucks to move out of the former bar space, he sent a special Parts and Service RV manned by two technicians. Rock was given a luxury RV ride to Utah, complete with game consoles, tv, and his own bedroom with a charging station for the long trip. Once he completed his training in Utah, they upgraded him with the silicone shell upgrade and food processor upgrade, and set him up with an apartment 10 minutes away from the Warehouse. He eventually got driving privileges added, and was able to get himself a lifted 2035 Ford F-150 pickup SVT edition to drive around in.
The job was fun, he stood busy moving and hauling stuff weather with his bare hands or heavy machinery, he worked with a fun team at the warehouse, and it's where he met the two wolf animatronics, Jet and Jenny, now his best friends, that were part of the tactical team stationed there.
Instead of a chef uniform, he now wears work boots, jeans, a long sleeve blue shirt and yellow vest with a name tag for his work outfit. His artificial muscles bulging through the blue shirt, making him look intimidating, even if he was a much more even tempered guy then Monty.
"Hey Rock, we got another going on this trailer." Said Sal, a burly middle aged warehouse worker with a thick mustache and with a New York accent who just dropped off a pallet with the forklift.
Rock noticed what appeared to be endo shells within the thick bubble wrap and plastic packing material. He noticed they were the hard ABS plastic shells not silicone ones.
"Hey Sal, what's in this one?" Rock asked.
"You ain't gonna believe it, but those are the shells that used to belong to the Glamrock Band from the PizzaPlex. Ya know, before they got those fancy real silicone upgrades or whatever, ya know the same upgrade you got." Sal said.
"Huh? No fooling. They're not even gonna paint these over to look like different characters?" Rock asked.
"Guess they were gonna wait until they reach the warehouse in Connecticut first, get sanded down and painted there for the new characters, then sent along again. I still got no clue whose gonna be who, but hey, that's above my pay grade." Sal said.
"You and me both brother." They both laughed together.
Rock noticed there was a two wigs inside a protective bag. One long, one shorter and more feather-like.
"Hair too? This looks like Roxanne Wolf's hair." Rock said lifting up the bag.
"Yeah that's her old one, still good, they gave her a new wig, still don't understand why, it's the same hair style, they're just gonna die it another color when it gets to Connecticut. Actually now I remember, Roxanne and Chica happen to be in charge of the animatronic outfit designs now. I won't be shocked if they're telling Connecticut exactly how they want these new comers to look." Sal said.
"Those two are something, that's for sure." Rock said.
"So you got any plans for the night gator after you get outta here?" Sal asked.
"Might be going to the FazBar with Jet and Jenny assuming we all finish our shifts on time and some bullshit doesn't come up last minute. You?" Rock asked.
"The wife want's me to take her out to a fancy restaurant tonight. I'm not a fancy type of guy, nor do I like fancy prices, but I love her, been married to her for 30 years, I'll do anything to keep her happy." Sal said.
"Hey you know what they say…Happy Wife…Happy Life…." He and Sal said together. They had a laugh before continuing their work. Rock loaded up the shells onto the trailer. Trailer was packed full with equipment, like arcade cabinets, pool tables, vending machines, computers, plushies of the Glamrocks for prizes, dinner tables, chairs, the works.
"She's loaded up, ready to go. I'll go let the drivers know, go see the boss, then wait for Jenny and Jet to finish up. Their shift should be ending in like 20 minutes." Rock said walking away from the truck. Alarms started buzzing in the warehouse.
"Ahh shit that ain't good…" Rock said.
"Here we fuckin go…some nut going around again." Sal said.
"Intruder alert, this is not a drill! Repeat. This is not a drill! All Troop B members get into your positions, we are locking down the facility. Use of live ammunition has been authorized." The Troop B commander, Jeff Nicks announced on the comms units for everyone in the facility and on the paging system.
Jennifer Levy, the on-site warehouse manager, then got on the intercom system for employees.
"All warehouse employees, please evacuate out the back entrance to the facility. Police and medical personnel have been dispatched and will wait for you in the south parking lot. Do not leave through the front of the building, I repeat, DO NOT LEAVE THROUGH THE FRONT OF THE BUILDING. This also goes for any WORKER-class animatronics. Parts and Services vehicles will be waiting for you in the south parking lot. EVACUATE IMEEDIATELY!" She said.
"That's the first I heard of them outright saying live ammunition has been authorized. Some serious shit is going down Rock. We betta get the fuck outta here. Good thing I parked in the south lot. Better call the wife just in case." Sal said getting his iPhone out.
"Shit Jet and Jenny are on the front lines!" Rock said.
"Rock where you going!? We gotta get the fuck outta here!" Sal said.
"I can't leave my friends behind. I know I'll get chewed out for this later, but I can't leave them out there. And I can take a few bullets, you can't. Now get the hell out of here, you have a wife waiting for you!" Rock said.
"Okay then, good luck Rock. I'll see you on the other side! You better make it pal." Sal said leaving with the other human workers.
