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Hey!! I’m Rosinide, I love Jeremike, and since I hated not being able to find new content I decided to start making my own! This is based off of BAMsarakilledyou’s FNAF au, since it’s been my favorite since I was a kid and it even inspired me to start writing and drawing :) Anyways! I hope you enjoy the story!
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When Jeremy enters Fazbear’s Pizzeria, the first thing that hits him is that horrible mixture of grease and old dust in the air. It makes his nose scrunch and his hand hesitates to let go of the glass door as if he’d be unable to turn back if he does, being quick to recover however and take a few steps towards the pizzerias front counter. There, a teenage-looking worker with piercings nearly covering one whole ear and lime green, side shaved hair looks up from his phone with a bored expression, giving the boy a quick once-over before scooting closer to the register on his chair and getting ready to type. “Are you here for a party or need a ticket for one?”
“A-Actually, I...I was w-wondering if I could see your b-boss?” Jeremy speaks up and gives an apologetic smile since he knows this will only worsen the others mood, that worker holding in a sigh before standing up. The chair screeches a bit underneath him almost dramatically and he stuffs his phone in his side pocket as he goes off without another word, disappearing behind an ‘employee's only’ door where Jeremy can’t see him.
So far so good, he guesses. Then again he doesn’t have much to compare it to considering this is the first job interview he's gotten. Most places probably threw his resume out as soon as he left the doors considering he can rarely get a sentence out without stuttering up a storm. He needed a job that's NOT face to face with a customer and for a 17 year old in a small(-ish) town? Thats hard. That is...until he found this place.
It's only a few minutes until the worker comes back out with a large man, a cheerful smile on the newcomers face as he makes his way to the counter. The worker stays back by the door and Jeremy notes that he doesn’t pull his phone out, even standing straighter as if he knows what he can’t do around his boss. Must not be too laid back of a place after all.
“Hello there! Jeremy, is it?” The man asks, hooking his thumb in his suspenders and looking down to the smaller boy.
“Y-Yes, I’m Jeremy. You called me in for a job interview…?”
“That I did! Though you’re a bit early…” To emphasize his point, the boss glances at a pizza themed clock on the wall nearby, the hands signaling its about 4 pm, 45 minutes before he was supposed to be here. It's not like he could help it, his mom had to get to work and he needed a ride, it was now or never.
“A-Ah, I’m sorry about that...I ju-just didn’t want to be late.”
“Well you’re in luck, boy! We love punctual people here. Off to a great start now, aren’t you?” Behind him, Jeremy can see the worker roll his eyes before taking a peak at his phone in his pocket. Jerk.
“I-I guess, I-”
“How about we go back to my office?” The boss asks before walking out of the counter area through a small exit, having to squeeze through just a bit to do so. He pays it no mind however, heading down the open aisle and towards the stage without waiting for Jeremy’s answer, “You wanted to work night shift, right?”
“Y-Yes,” He’s quick to answer, having to walk faster than his usual pace to keep up with the man. He seems like he's rushing in a way, but that's not surprising. Despite the place falling apart, it's still one of the most popular children play places for miles around, the man must just have a lot to do at the moment.
“That's just perfect, Jeremy, just perfect! Are you familiar with our business?”
“I used to come here as a kid a-a lot, it was one of my favorite pl-places to be,” He admits and can hear the man says something else, but as they get closer to the stage it's getting harder to hear him. The stage area is clear of children and with the buzzing noise in the air, Jeremy can figure out why. Up on the stage, the animatronics are unmoving as if they froze in the middle of a performance, a worker by the chicken themed one with a toolbox in hand as he works away in a small open side panel to show its inside parts. But...that's not the animatronics Jeremy remembers. They must have been replaced. These ones don’t look as furry as he recalls, being much more shiny and mechanical. In fact, they even look as if they’re made of cheap molded plastic, bolted together to hide their whirring mechanical pieces underneath. They certainly don’t look as loving as the past ones.
“Ah yes,” Jeremy jumps and freezes where he's standing when a large hand clasps his shoulder, the boy being quick to realize it's just the boss. He's stopped by the stage, looking up at the robots himself with a frown, “Chica broke down today, her voice box is going crazy. Her beaks been fallin off when she moves, scares the kids half to death! Shouldn’t be a problem though! Our workers will get ‘er fixed up right away.” His smile comes back, more cheerful than ever as he lets Jeremy go and walks to the side of the stage, the boy now seeing there's another employee's door that the boss opens to let them in. He steps to the side so Jeremy can slip past him first, the boy doing so and taking a quick glance around the room to see where he is. Its a square sized room with a table right in the middle full of parts, boxes to the side labeled as various spare pieces and what looks to be a pile of lost and found items. Directly on the left wall is an exit covered with the stage curtains which must be how you’re supposed to get up there, Jeremy realizing he's getting a headache from the loud buzz coming from it that Chicas emitting, still able to hear it even from here.
This must be the storage area. The other man doesn’t stay here for long as he closes the door behind them and heads straight to another door, heading in first himself with Jeremy right behind. This room seems to be a nice little office, the boss already sitting himself at the desk and digging around in the drawers. Theres paper scattered here and there that Jeremy has to be careful to not step on, sitting himself across from the man and patiently waiting for him to speak. After just a few seconds, he pulls out a paper and places it down in front of the boy, next taking a pen out of his suit pocket for Jeremy to use, “Sign here please!”
Jeremy takes that pen with a quizzical frown and looks down to the paper, scooting his chair closer to read. Damn himself for forgetting his reading glasses at home. “What for?”
“I didn’t say?” Now it's the bosses turn to be confused, but it looks more like an act then anything as he goes back to grinning right after, “You got the job!”
“Wh-” This makes him look up from the paper and that confused look turns to one of surprise and shock, wondering if he just heard what he thinks he did. After all, theres still some of that annoying buzzing in his ears. There's no way, there was no job interview, no background check, nothing! “Are y-you kidding??”
“Of course not! Even better, you can start tonight,” The man gives a small wink before motioning to the paper, the font so tiny that jeremy has to squint to try and make it out, but even then it's too blurry to read. “Don’t worry too much about the details, it just stating that you accept to follow the employee handbook and will do everything in your power to make this a great workplace. All you have to do is sign here!” With that, the man's hand goes over the paper to point out where he needs to sign, effectively covering the text to make sure Jeremy can’t read it all. He doesn’t need to worry about it.
Theres slight hesitation before Jeremy takes the cap off the pen and leans forward, signing his name in cursive on the line before the boss takes it and rolls it up. “That's just perfect, Jeremy, just perfect. Can you start tonight?”
“I-I can…-”
“Excellent! Be here by 10 pm. Your shift will be midnight to 6 am, but we can go over more details when you get here.” The boss stands up and tucks the paper into his side pocket, the top half sticking out since it hadn’t been folded enough. Jeremy stands with him and he gives the boss a handshake to confirm their deal, nervousness written all over the younger ones face as he tries to figure out what in the hell just happened.
It’s not until he walking out the front door of the pizza place does the realization finally hit him, a dumb grin appearing on his face as he walks to the bus stop down the road, a small skip to his step at the fact that he just got a job!
Meanwhile, a man watches the door close behind the boy with icy blue eyes, a firm frown on his face and his arms crossed in front of his chest. He's leaning against the wall where he usually watches over the play area to make sure no kids get hurt, but at the moment...his gaze is quite distracted. He had seen his boss strut out of the repair room with a grin on his own face meaning his meeting with the potential employee went quite well...which also means there may just be another employee for this lovely establishment.
His tight frown furthers at such a fake statement. That's just what they need, another night guard name tag to add to the locker and another family to break the news to.
That kid’s not gonna last one damn night.
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Hey guys, thank you for reading!! If you want to see more, please comment or like, and if you have any criticism please tell me! I need it to make my writing better :)