After leaving the pizzeria, Felix had stopped by the pawn shop to see if they needed any help. Surprisingly, they actually did; someone bought an antique furniture set. Normally, people just stopped and examined it because it cost a lot. That didn't make up for the weight, though.
He chose to leave as soon as he could. He would've ran a few errands, but instead went home to try to get in a few hours of sleep. He only managed to get three hours. Nikki and two of his other friends, Marcus and Wulf, decided it was a good idea to 'break' into his apartment, which was common for them to do basically every day. He normally didn't mind it, but not tonight. They pressed on, trying to get him to change his mind for almost an hour until he finally told them about the night shift job.
Marcus almost instantly dropped dead. He had worked as the night guard for Freddy's for only three days before quitting to join the pawn shop, and he'd always been paranoid about the place, like most everyone else in town. Felix never understood it. Somewhere along the line, he and Marcus started arguing about it before getting into a full blown fight. It ended with him nearly breaking Marcus' arm only to be hit in the head with his own bat by Nikki.
It took another hour to get them to leave. Felix tried to get to his nap, but he was too pissed off by three of them. He still had another two hours before he had to get to the pizzeria, so he spent the better half of that time trying to fix the mess he caused from the the fight earlier.
Felix looked at his watch. He was early, but only by ten minutes. The parking lot around the pizzeria was mostly empty, except for a few cars. He entered the building and looked around. It was empty, not even the band was on stage. He ignored it; they were on free roam during the day, so they might have left them on it during the night.
"Mr. Fazbear," he called, walking into the middle of the dining area.
"Felix, I'm surprised your back," the call came form a hall connected to the dining area. "I suppose you were serious about this job." Mr. Fazbear walked in from the darkness of the hall. Like always, he wore the same joyous expression, and was holding a tablet in his left hand. "Please follow me. I'd like to show you the office." He turned and walked back down the hall. Felix followed.
"Mind if I ask why the place is so dark?"
"It mostly has to do with cost. It can be kept on during the day, but no at night," replied the owner. "Unfortunately power will be limited for you, but that's the way it's always been." He stopped in front of an open door at the end of the hall. "Though, I doubt you'll have any trouble. Might only need to keep an eye on Foxy."
Felix stopped in from of him and frowned; he knew what he meant. "So, where's the band, then?"
"They might be back stage," Mr. Fazbear answered, looking down at the tablet. "Yep. One of the new animatrons came early and now they won't stop staring at it."
"Then maybe I won't have to watch them, if they're so preoccupied."
"Maybe." He handed the tablet to Felix. "Just make sure they don't cause any trouble. I haven't had time the new one active yet, and I'd like him to be in one piece when I do."
Felix stared at the tablet and focused on the new animatron. It was small and almost perfectly round, wearing a read and blue striped design on it's body and a beanie of the same pattern. "Does it have a name like the others?"
"No, not yet," said the owner. "But I think most of my employees want to call it creepy."
Pedophile toy is more like it. Felix though lowering the tablet. He looked into the office, noticing the buttons that were next to the door frame on the other side. "What are those for?"
"Lighting and the doors. You know, a way to see in the dark and a way to keep someone out. Doubt you'll need them. Unless, like I said, Foxy becomes problematic."
"Why do you keep picking on Foxy like that?"
"You and I both know what Foxy did, no? I haven't had time to get him upgraded, not that he's been so cooperative with it. Not to mention, because of how long he's gone without repair, he might be malfunctioning. I can't guarantee he won't be a threat to you, but I believe he might stay in Pirate's Cove."
Felix nodded. He was a little unsure about half of what Mr. Fazbear said. He did have a point about the old pirate-themed attraction, but what could make him think it would happen a second, if at all.
"So, any questions?" asked the owner.
"What if I get bored sitting in the office here?"
Mr. Fazbear stared at him for a moment. He looked to be really deep in thought about it. In a minute, he said, "Then wander about if you want. But don't-"
"Go near Foxy, I know." Felix cut in, stepping into the security office. "You need to lay off of him, Mr. Fazbear. It was a one time thing. I doubt Foxy wants to hurt anyone. I mean, how would you feel if you were almost intentionally designed to scare the living shit out of kids, huh? Someone should've take some thought in how Foxy would look before they put him out to preform." He looked down at the tablet, switching the view to Pirate's Cove. "Besides, wouldn't it have been smarter to have someone watching the kids other than just the parents. I mean seriously, how would you feel if you had a bunch of kids tearing at you from day to day?"
"You're right about think, when you think about it," Mr. Fazbear sighed. "We should have been keeping a better eye on the kids, and maybe it wouldn't have happened. But it doesn't matter now. Foxy doesn't want to come out of hiding, and he won't accept the upgrade. And even if he did, half the parents who come here would probably drag there kids back out just at the mere sight of him."
Felix slumped down in the chair, staring at the tablet. He and the owner remained silent for the next five minutes. Mr. Fazbear broke the silence when he announced he would be leaving. All Felix did was nod. He was busy flipping through the different security feeds, really with no direction in what he was searching for. When he saw that Mr. Fazbear had left, he switched to the backstage camera. The band was gone and had left the new animatron sitting on the table, facing away from the camera. He looked up from the tablet and through both the doors. He hit the light for the right first. Nothing. He hit the light for the left-
"Holy sh-," He almost jumped out of the chair when he saw Bonnie.
"Who are you?" asked the large rabbit.
Felix stared at her with annoyance. He felt almost offended that she didn't recognize him, but couldn't blame her. He hadn't been here since he was seven.
"Did I say something wrong?"
He blinked, realizing Bonnie must have noticed his expression. "Uh, no," he felt somewhat bad now. "I'm Felix."
She was blankly staring at him, which made him feel more bad and a bit uneasy. He looked down at the tablet, briefly glancing back at her from time to time. At around the seventh minute of Bonnie's empty stare, she suddenly grabbed him and pulled him out of the his seat.
Does anyone else feel as if I'm trying to hard with the way I write?