Be that as it may, as the owner of this shack-turned-shiny, I needed to actually do my job and get some business. With Tyler having left to take a break outside (I assume to smoke, I would have to if I had his job,) I took the chance to call my uncle. Fortunately, after taking over this place and promising more money in his checkbook, our relationship had been slowly improving.
As the phone rang on his end, I suddenly realized that I had no idea how I was going to pitch this to him. I didn't have a chance to hang up and start this thought process over before he answered.
"Anon!" My uncle greeted cheerfully. "How goes the pizza business? It's finally GOING, right?" That last question contained a bit of frustration in his voice. I chose to ignore that.
"It's going tomorrow, actually!" I replied. I heard him sigh in relief. "That's why I'm calling. One of my employees suggested I should probably do some advertising since I'm opening so fast."
"One of your employees, eh? You've already got a team behind you? 'Atta boy!" He praised me. I didn't tell him my "team" was one guy in a bear suit. "Shouldn't you have figured out advertising already? What do you need?"
"I was thinking maybe a commercial, or some newspaper ads?" I asked, before even realizing what I had said. How do I expect to film a commercial with one robot and no attractions?
"Oh, is that all?" My uncle asked with a laugh. "I thought you needed big money for something!" What the hell does he consider "big money?" I'm extremely curious. "You can decide whichever you want and I'll get in touch with people. Is there anything else?"
"Well, since you're offering, I was told that I would have to use the store's income to buy things like arcade games and attractions for the customers. Right now all I have is that robot that you helped me get fixed. Remember that?" I asked. Might as well take him up on it. "Nothing huge, just a few games and stuff for the kids."
"Sure, sure!" My uncle happily replied. "I know a guy that can set you up with some arcade games by tomorrow! I'll give him a call!"
"Wow, thanks!" I replied. "I'm gonna go back to work. I'll call you later."
With a quick goodbye, I hung up. How was my luck so amazing right now? Free arcade games and even advertising dropped into my lap, all because I decided to run this place? Something has got to give. My luck is never this good.
"Hey boss, I'm headin' out!"
Mike's call snapped me back to reality. I saw him peeking through the doorway and looked up at a clock on the wall: five o' clock already. I looked at the monitor, seeing all the kids and parents were gone.
"O-Okay, sure." I replied, still a bit shaken. "What about Anondos and Tyler? Are they still here?"
"Nah." Mike shook his head. "Tyler said you guys talked and Anondos went home when your family did. Somethin' about bein' off on his game with your aunt. He looked sad."
"That doesn't surprise me." I snickered. "Okay, have a good night, dude. I gotta get some stuff taken care of and I'll leave. See ya tomorrow." With another wave, Mike walked away and left me alone in the office. I looked at the monitor again, seeing Baby idly moving her pigtails and looking around; no one had shut her off after the kids left. I stood up and took a deep breath. If she was going to kill me, this would likely be the night.
I walked out into the dining room and stepped up on to the stage. Baby instantly noticed me, turned to face me and wouldn't look away.
"Hello!" Baby greeted me. After a moment's pause, her eyes flashed from blue to green. "You're my friend Anon! Welcome back to Freddy's!"
"I work here, Baby. I'm always here." I corrected her. "You and I are gonna spend some time together."
"Oh, that sounds very fun!" Baby replied. Her saying something so close to an actual answer surprised me. "What kind of fun things do you like to do?"
"Well, unfortunately I'm gonna have to power you down and get a better look at you." I said, leaning down to reach for the button on her leg. I looked up at her, seeing she had looked down to stare at me. "Uh ... would you sing a song for me?" I asked. Having her just look at me made me begin to feel uncomfortable.
"I know lots of fun songs!" Baby cheerfully replied before putting her microphone near her mouth. She turned from my direction to look towards the room, as if she had an audience to perform for. Before the song could begin, I quickly powered her off; her hand lowered from her mouth and her eyes went dim as she ceased movement entirely. Well, that's part one taken care of.
I waited. She didn't move, speak, or do anything to signal that she had power flowing to her.
"Hello, Circus Baby." I greeted the still, frozen-like clown girl. "Would you sing a song for me?"
I thought that if she still had any power, asking one of her interactive questions would set her off. Baby continued to stare forward without so much as a blink. When Baby seemed down, I moved down to my knees and looked up; I didn't have much shame this time. I looked up, seeing her panties were still under her skirt where I first found them. "Of course they are, dumbass." I muttered out loud. "Well, here goes nothin' ..." I reached up and grabbed the garment, slowly pulling it down. My hands were trembling.
My eyes were closed as I pulled her panties down, but once I felt them begin to move easier and therefore must be at her ankles, I opened my eyes and looked up at where her panties had been. My mouth hung open slightly as I stared at her bare body, and without a word I pulled her panties back up as I had found them. I stood up and dusted off my pants, walking from the stage back into the office.
My robot - my kids' entertainer robot - has a woman's reproductive body part. I couldn't even bring myself to use the slang word for it in my head. There's no way I just saw that on my Circus Baby.
