"Sir, the reports from Fritz are in. He says we're due for another system upgrades." Bonnie reported to his boss. Freddy Fazbear nodded. "Didn't we just get an update? Hmm... I guess we could set a day aside to do that. He gazed up at his board: His brother Goldie, his advisors Bonnie and Ted, his security chief Scott, his chief of staff Chica and his absent technical leader Fritz. Of course there were other managers and leaders, but these were the ones closest to him. "Alright. I'll put your plan into motion, Ted. Meeting adjourned." As the leaders left the meeting room, Vincent walked past with Jeremy. "Meetings done. Guess I'm headed off. Lucky I don't have the night shift." Jeremy mused. Vincent laughed. "Yeah, night shift sucks. Trust me, I speak from experience." As the two left the building, Vincent felt like he was being watched, but he couldn't tell from where.
Across the street, Mari watched the two guards with suspicion. He had a bad feeling about one of them. "You coming Mari?" Her friend Tia called. Mangs grabbed her arm "C'mon Mari! I don't want to be late!" Mari tore her gaze from the men and ran to join her friends.
Vincent watched as Jeremy drove off. He had reached a dilemma: Did he have a car? He had no clue. He didn't have any keys on him. He decided to head back to his locker and check for keys. As he opened his locker, Mike came in. "Hey." He nodded. "Hey." Vincent responded. He found a ring of keys, so he grabbed it. He walked with Mike back to the entrance, making light conversation. "You taking Sunday's night shift?" Mike asked. Vincent nodded. "Yeah. Figured I'd come back. Mike rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you always do." Suddenly, Vincent stopped. "Isn't the tech center supposed to be locked?" He only thought of this because he skimmed through a procedure book to get an idea of what he was supposed to be doing. "Hey, yeah... Something's wrong." Mike said, narrowing his eyes and drawing a flashlight. Entering, Vincent's sharp eyes quickly spotted someone trying to steal a computer. "Freeze!" He shouted before tackling the figure to the ground.
Foxy sighed as he started the car. His partner, Bon, was finishing off a bag of chips. The radio suddenly crackled to life. "Unit 87, we got a call of an apprehended intruder at Fazcorps Industries." Foxy rolled his eyes. It seemed people were always trying to break into that place. And lucky him, that place was on his patrol route. Just last week he had to stop some crazy guy protesting a project. He picked up the receiver inside his squad car. "Roger that, dispatch. On route." Turning the engine, he shot a glance at his partner. "Fazcorp again, huh?" She mumbled through a mouthful of chips. "Yep." Just another day on the job.
As the two officers entered the building, Vincent dusted himself off one more time, a smile on his face. The burglar was handcuffed and sitting against the wall. It was weird feeling for him, to be a hero. He always thought he was the villain. Foxy and Bon gave each other an amused glance. It was rare the Fazcorps ever caught any of the criminals who robbed them. They took witness reports, and Bon began doing an interrogation. The man's name was Henry. He opened a ventilation panel and hid inside until the staff left, then planned to steal a few things and sell them. As they finished the interrogation, voices suddenly rose. "What the hell is going on here?!"