The Darndest Things...
Posted: 09 Nov 2014, 08:40
A cool wind blew, as Matt briskly strolled through the crummy part of the City. He was headed towards a building, coated with 'bright red' paint. The truth was that the building was so old, that it didn't look red at all, more like a very faded pink. Matt glanced about the parking lot, noticing a small amount of cars, too few, he thought. As he made his way closer to the run down establishment, he saw a flickering neon Sign, with a creepy bear head next to it. The flickering made it look as if the head was twitching, which made Matt feel uneasy. Beside the abomination of a Mascot logo, it read "Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria", a name he had heard many times before. He happened to be heading there for a job interview, one he was slowly beginning to regret. He glanced down at his watch, the Longer hand pointing at 6 and the short hand pointed at 8. He was half an hour early. Why he was having an interview this late at night was beyond him, and still seemed suspicious. He was starting to think he should turn back, but his pride and ego wouldn't let him. He couldn't just say he was going to apply for a job, but then duck out because of a creepy vibe.
He finally mustered up the courage to walk through the old, yellowing glass doors.
Matt was greeted by the divine scent of pepperoni, and mozzarella. 2 smells he simply adored. He surveyed the area a bit more, before he would search for his interviewer. He suddenly stopped looking, when his eyes met 3 incredibly odd looking animatronics, A bear, a chicken-duck-whatever-kind-of-bird, and a horrible representation of a bunny rabbit. He took a few steps back, dumbfounded by them. He could have sworn the bear was staring at him, too. He decided to pass the time by talking to himself, as he often did.
"Well it seems that I am completely and utterly screwed... I have heard the rumors about you guys, and how you might be responsible for the disappearing night guards, and I am the new guy." He spoke, in a medium pitched voice, with the occasional pause.
"I hope you guys know, I am not an enemy, the literal job I am applying for is to protect YOU GUYS." Matt continued. "I am NOT an endoskeleton. I honestly don't know if the rumors are true, but I feel better after saying that for whatever reason." Matt trailed, as it looked like the bear had winked at him.
After a few more minutes of staring, he was met by a man, slightly shorter than he.
"I presume you are Matt?" The man addressed.
"Yes, and you must be the manager, Mr. McGuinness." Matt replied, outstretching a hand, to shake his future boss' hand. He gladly shook his hand back, as he began his Company Policies.
"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's pizza, a magical place for kids and grownups alike...." The manager continued, but Matt got sidetracked, as the bear seemingly flipped the bird at him, in what he assumed was a joke, but when he blinked, he wasn't doing a thing. 'I'm going crazy...' He thought.
"Freddy's is not responsible for death or dismemberment...." That particular bit caught his ear. He was starting to regret this altogether. He ran his left hand through his short, dark blonde hair, as the Manager continued.
"You are hired, by the way. We don't really need the guards to have much skill, other than being quick, and strong, as well as smart, and you seem to hold those qualities." The manager said.
"The reason I asked you to come here so late was to be able to tour, and start tonight."
Matt knew something was up, when the Manager said that. This was going to be a long night...
He finally mustered up the courage to walk through the old, yellowing glass doors.
Matt was greeted by the divine scent of pepperoni, and mozzarella. 2 smells he simply adored. He surveyed the area a bit more, before he would search for his interviewer. He suddenly stopped looking, when his eyes met 3 incredibly odd looking animatronics, A bear, a chicken-duck-whatever-kind-of-bird, and a horrible representation of a bunny rabbit. He took a few steps back, dumbfounded by them. He could have sworn the bear was staring at him, too. He decided to pass the time by talking to himself, as he often did.
"Well it seems that I am completely and utterly screwed... I have heard the rumors about you guys, and how you might be responsible for the disappearing night guards, and I am the new guy." He spoke, in a medium pitched voice, with the occasional pause.
"I hope you guys know, I am not an enemy, the literal job I am applying for is to protect YOU GUYS." Matt continued. "I am NOT an endoskeleton. I honestly don't know if the rumors are true, but I feel better after saying that for whatever reason." Matt trailed, as it looked like the bear had winked at him.
After a few more minutes of staring, he was met by a man, slightly shorter than he.
"I presume you are Matt?" The man addressed.
"Yes, and you must be the manager, Mr. McGuinness." Matt replied, outstretching a hand, to shake his future boss' hand. He gladly shook his hand back, as he began his Company Policies.
"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's pizza, a magical place for kids and grownups alike...." The manager continued, but Matt got sidetracked, as the bear seemingly flipped the bird at him, in what he assumed was a joke, but when he blinked, he wasn't doing a thing. 'I'm going crazy...' He thought.
"Freddy's is not responsible for death or dismemberment...." That particular bit caught his ear. He was starting to regret this altogether. He ran his left hand through his short, dark blonde hair, as the Manager continued.
"You are hired, by the way. We don't really need the guards to have much skill, other than being quick, and strong, as well as smart, and you seem to hold those qualities." The manager said.
"The reason I asked you to come here so late was to be able to tour, and start tonight."
Matt knew something was up, when the Manager said that. This was going to be a long night...