A German man named Mike Schmidt got a job as the security guard of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Why did he apply when there was a high chance of dying on the job and the pay was minimum wage? He was a thrill seeker. In the newspaper he found it in, the section about Freddy's was surrounded by ads that all said the same thing, that being, "Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. This ad has nothing to do with anything relevant to the fic. Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Chances are you'll die on night three. Blah. Blah. Yackity Smackity. Blah. Blah. This is a bad choice for a job since you're probably not gonna survive the week. I'd recommend being a cashier, sack boy, or work in a warehouse. They're all respectable jobs and the odds of dying on those jobs is much lower, though still non-zero. Blah. Blah."

Mike was unsure what the ads meant about a fic even though he assumed it had something to do with fiction.

When he showed up on his first night, the phone rang. Mike picked it up and the guy on the other end said, "Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, I'm supposed to guide new employees around. Um… I worked in that office before you. First, there's a greeting from the company, that I'm, uh, supposed to read. Er, it-it's kind of a legal thing. Um, 'Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, a magical place for children and adults alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear Entertainment takes no responsibility for damage to property or persons. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, it will be made public within ninety days or as soon as property and premises have been cleaned and carpets have been replaced.' Now, I know that sounds bad. But there's nothing to worry about. Uh, the animatronic characters here do act strange after dark, but I don't blame them. If I was forced to sing those same stupid songs for over a decade, it'd piss me off too. Anyway, the characters do tend to wander a bit. Uh, they were never given a proper 'night mode', so when it gets quiet, they think they're in the wrong room and are supposed to go to where the people are. In this case, that's your office. They used to be allowed to wander around during the day… until the Bite of '87. Yeah, it's crazy that even if losing the frontal lobe is fatal to the human body, it takes time, you know? Uh, now in regards to your safety, keep the animatronics out of the office. Besides the property damage, we have reason to suspect they'd kill you if they got in. They, er, never told me how the animatronics would kill someone. The important part for you… is to check those cameras and remember to conserve power. These doors close when given power so that if the building loses power, you won't be trapped. Alright, good night."

Mike didn't have a chance to reply and when the call finished, he realized that the guy on the phone had been talking for two hours and Bonnie, a lavender rabbit on the stage, was off of it. He was instead in the backstage area to the west, with a lot of spare heads for Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy. Bonnie noticed the camera recording him, waved, and teleported to the West Hall on camera. After Mike located him, he teleported to right outside the left door and said, "This guitar of mine… I dislike it. I had a design I preferred, but this place got sued because of the design being too similar to a preexisting guitar. So now I'm stuck with this piece of crap,"

Mike tilted his head, an obvious sign he was confused, and said, "What do you want me to do about it?"

Bonnie walked off. Chica appeared in the window of the door on the right and said, "Pizza?"

"I don't have any," Mike replied.

To feel safer, he closed the door. Curious about a protruding part on a poster, he tapped the nose and discovered there was a button activated speaker behind it playing a honk sound every time he tapped the nose. He amused himself with it before checking the east hall corner camera, seeing that one of the rules was "Don't poop on the floor."

He remembered hearing about "The Shit of '93" and, though he assumed back when he first heard it that it wasn't real, he now assumed they wouldn't have put that as a rule unless someone did. His shift ended and he walked home.

The next night, the phone guy said, "Uh, hello? Hello hello? Umm, well, if you're hearing this and you made it to the second day, good for you! I… won't talk as long this time because Freddy and his friends become more active as the week goes on. You know what? Check the cameras while I'm talking. Anyway, Freddy doesn't come off stage that often. Though, I-I heard he becomes more active in the dark, so… hey, I guess that's another reason not to run out of power, right? Er, I should also mention that the hall corner cameras have one blind spot each, and those blind spots are right outside of your doors. So i-if you can't find someone, uh, be sure to check the door lights. Er, you may have just a few seconds to react. Also, um… check on Pirate Cove from time to time, Foxy, the character in there, seems to become… more active if the cameras aren't on. Uh, I guess he doesn't like being watched. That being said, I-I doubt looking at Pirate Cove too much would also make him more active and you may be able to keep the cameras off of it and still keep him from getting active. I-I don't know for sure. You should have everything under control. Talk to you soon!"

Looking at Pirate Cove, Foxy was surrounded by rum. Mike, assuming Foxy somehow got drunk despite being an animatronic, heard loud circus music and wondered what was behind the camera in the restrooms.

Mike saw Foxy run down the West Hall, doing a Pac-Man impression and waving his arms, and closed the door on him, noticing that Foxy banging into it and falling and hitting the floor drained more power than if he wasn't there. Foxy also started singing on his way back. Curious about the source of the circus music, he left the office and went towards the restrooms. To the left of the entrance to the ladies' room, something was off about that wall and the circus music was louder the closer he was to it.

As he headed back, Freddy Fazbear said, "Hold on! Do you have a minute?"

When Mike realized Freddy was talking to him, he said, "What is it?"

"I don't like pizza. Or maybe it's the pizza from this place that I hate. I'd rather eat burgers from one of our competitors. Can you order some for me? I lack dexterity."

"What if I don't? And how do you plan to eat it? You're an animatronic,"

"Chica loves eating pizza even though it ruins not just her endoskeleton but also the electronic parts of the suit that make her Chica,"

Mike sighed and said, "Fine. Just tell me what competition you want me to order from."

Mike called and requested burgers from a competing restaurant that used animatronic entertainers too, but the guy on the other end said, "Uh, I'm sorry, but I'd be fired if I let someone working for the competition order a burger. The logic is that you'd discover the secret recipe. And there are punishments for exposing trade secrets,"

"Fair enough. It wasn't for me, though. It's for the animatronic of Freddy Fazbear,"

"Yeah, right."

As Mike went over to return to the Office, he saw a poster of a yellow Freddy with no eyes. Staring at it, a three dimensional yellow Freddy suit floated through the wall behind the poster. He had a black top hat and bow tie and his lower jaw was broken and always open. The yellow Freddy said, "I swear the Bite of '83 wasn't my fault!"

"'Bite of '83'? All I've heard of was the Bite of '87!"

"Back in '83… holy crap, that was ten years ago! … A group of boys lifted a younger boy towards my mouth. As my mouth lowered around his head, it broke my jaw,"

"But how did the child react?"

"He suffered no physical damage… but I never saw him at that location again. I hope he's still alive even if he's scared of me now."

"What are you, anyway?"

"I used to go by Fredbear back when I was a springlock suit and had a purple hat and bowtie. Now both of those are black and I'm a spirit of some sort,"

"Springlock suit?"

"Yeah, in one mode, they were animatronics, but in their other mode, a human could wear them. They were discontinued after a springlock failure, one of the most brutal ways a human can die. And because breathing on the springlocks can lead to them loosening and triggering a springlock failure. No, I'm not exaggerating,"

"Was your old body the one involved?"

"… I don't know,"

"Anyway, there's circus music being played from behind a suspicious wall near but not in the ladies' restroom. Can you see what's in there?"

Golden Freddy followed Mike to there, went into the wall, and Mike was curious what was behind there. Golden Freddy went back into where patrons were meant to be and said, "An old character known as either the Puppet or the Marionette is back there, in a state similar to sleep in a box. The circus music is coming from within it. Also in there is a Springlock suit version of Bonnie in terrible condition. It's supposed to be yellow and it's turned a rotting green. It also has several holes in it and is missing suit feet and parts of the ears."

Mike's shift ended and he was fired without even getting paid. He made a plan to sue Fazbear Entertainment about being fired before he got paid.