-Ring-Ring-Ring-

"Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, this is Joel spe…Fritz?...Fritz, slow down…Fritz, not this again. Mr. Faz has gotten tired of…it tried to what?...What makes you think it wanted... Look, are you sure that this wasn't just some kind of dream?...What?...Oh jeez, did you put it in a sling or something?...Fritz, calm down…you don't need to quit!...You don't want that on your resume, Fritz…Look…give it a bit of time…No, wait! I can see if I can get you transferred over to the day shift, I'll talk to Mr. Faz…Look, Mr. Faz isn't going to let us get hurt, alright? He doesn't want that kind of publicity. Trust me, day shift is just fine…I haven't noticed anything…Alright…That's good…I'll let you know if he says OK…Just get better, alright? See ya."

Joel put the phone down and sighed. He wasn't entirely sure he believed Fritz. It wasn't that he thought that he was lying, but really? The animatronics tried to shove him into a suit? Joel considered the idea that Fritz had really just cracked under the pressure, tripped, and hurt his arms that way. Still though, Joel had said he'd try to get him transferred over to day shift. He started to get up, but bumped into someone who had snuck up on him while he was talking.

"Oh jeez!"

It was just Toy Freddy. For all Joel knew, it had been there the whole time he'd been talking to Fritz. Normally, the animatronics would say something when they saw someone. At least this time it hadn't interrupted Joel's phone call. Joel grinned to make Toy Freddy go away, but nothing happened. The animatronic continued to stare at Joel.

"Hey Freddy, how's it going?"

There was still no response. Toy Freddy stood as still as a statue. It bothered Joel. He sidled his way past Freddy and made his way down the Main Hall. He took another look back at Freddy. It was still staring at Joel. The main doors opened up.

"Freddy!"

A little girl squealed and ran up to Toy Freddy, hugging it. Finally, it stopped staring at Joel and returned the hug.

"Hey there! Welcome to Freddy's!"

That was a relief. Maybe it had just been a fluke. The animatronics sometimes just ignored the employees anyway, so not talking wasn't actually a new thing. When the girl's parents walked in, Joel realized that he needed to sign them in. He went through the reservation list, found their names, and gave them a flag to mark their table. However, they weren't looking at him. They were looking at Toy Freddy, who was staring at them now. Joel tapped them on the shoulder and handed the parents their flag, who were still staring apprehensively at Toy Freddy, who eventually went off to the Show Stage.

Mr. Faz wasn't too bothered by the news.

"They're robots; they're going to have kinks here and there."

It seemed like less of a kink to Joel, but he was smart enough to not give Faz back talk.

"Yes, well, Fritz said that the animatronics have been acting up a bit at night…"

"What, that whiner? What does he want?"

"Well…he said that the animatronics might have…"

Faz put his hand up to stop Joel. "Look, I don't care what you or that loser says. Those old things can't be able to walk around."

"Sir…he says it was the new ones this time."

"What?" Faz glowered. "Does he really think I'd buy that? Now he knows that I don't buy his first story, he's switched it around."

"He says that Freddy might have tried to attack him…"

"Oh come on, really? I'm sick of that punk making up stories. I'm not going to deal with him anymore." Faz picked up the phone and started to dial Fritz's number.

"Uh sir…Fritz's not at his house."

Faz looked up at Joel annoyed.

"Well, where the hell is he then?"

"He says he's at the hospital."

"What!?"

"Yeah…he says that Freddy grabbed him by the arms and…well…dragged him into the Parts and Service Room. He says he broke his arm when he pulled himself away from Freddy and flashed him in the face with his flashlight…"

"God D_ it! That's just what I need, more problems."

"Do you think we need to talk to his doctors or anything?"

Faz barely acknowledged Joel, waving his suggestion away.

"I've got enough problems with uniforms as it is."

"What do you mean…?"

Faz sighed. "Look, I can't fire him now. Just transfer him over to day shift."

Joel was left with more questions than answers, but at least he got the okay to move Fritz.

"Alright…but what are we going to do for a night guard?"

"Hang on; I think I got someone…" Faz looked through a mess of folders on his desk, but couldn't find what he was looking for. "Jay…James…Jerry something. He's got a German name, or something like that, I don't know."

"Well what about tonight?"

"What do you mean tonight?" Faz continued to search through the application forms. "Jerry'll do it."

"Wait…tonight?"

"Yeah, tonight." Faz finally picked out the form.

"Shouldn't we have a bit of time to train him?"

Faz laughed. "The kid just needs to stay in the office and keep an eye on things. There's your training."

"But what about the animatronics? What if something happens with them again?"

Faz rolled his eyes.

"Fine. I'll get the engineers to look into it."

"Well…can I at least show the guy the ropes?"

Faz had stopped watching Joel again, typing in the future employee's phone number.

"You want to do it, do it on your own time."

An hour later, the engineers had looked into the animatronics systems, and had found nothing wrong with them, at least nothing important. There was a strange glitch involving how the animatronics saw adults and endoskeletons, but the engineers assured Joel and Mr. Faz that it didn't really change anything. Joel wished that there was something to do about them, but for the time being, they'd all just have to deal with it. He did however figure out a way to help the new night guard. During his lunch break, he went into the main office and picked up the phone, pressing "record."

"Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, hello and welcome to your new job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza..."