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Ma’am I Don’t get Paid Enough for this Shit… Actually I Don’t get Paid at All

Summary:

The pizzeria was in flames, and Lefty lays himself up against the wall as he watches the child that once possessed him reunite with her father. He smiled and waits for the flames to destroy him, and his ai. Charlotte finally can rest now and so could he…

So why did he get restarted suddenly, slightly modified and had an apron next to him???

Chapter 1: Welcome to El Chips! I Guess I Work Here Now…

Summary:

Lefty wakes up in Parts and Services, and kinda wanders around and “ sleeps “ until the mechanics arrive at 6:30 am. Lefty is taken to El Chips, and there he starts working as a cashier, cook, and overall janitor at El Chips.

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When I felt the feeling of me being turned on again, I didn’t think I would still exist. I thought I would’ve been destroyed and melted by the fire but here I was in this… very strange room. I also notice how… different… I completely feel. Like my ai seems more… active? I don’t know how to even completely explain it. My eyes focused, or I should say eye as I still had a missing left eye. I had new inputs and wording coming across my screen that made me feel… advanced in a way. The room was dark, only with a few light bulbs illuminating it. I sit up in what seemingly was a chamber chair and examined my surroundings before checking the time that seemed to me in my field of vision. “ I don’t think I’ll get used to that anytime soon… I chuckled to myself, hearing that my voice box was still the same. It was 2:07 am, and everything seemed… dead. Speaking of dead, I couldn’t hear Charlotte’s voice speaking to me or in my voice at all. ‘ She must’ve moved on… I’m glad that little girl got peace that she needed. ‘ I stand up, my joints creaking and hydraulics hissing from the time of inactivity I had suffered. Something had fell off of me, as I accidentally stood on it, adverting my yellow eye and glowing white sensor that allows me to still see for my left socket to the ground. An apron, usually ones you would see in kitchens and such. I bend down and grab it and neatly folded it and placed it on the chair. “ Holy cow it’s long… who is it for? Obviously not me because I can’t fit it. “ but then I ponder. Maybe it is for me because of the sheer fact it was probably on the chair I was deactivated on. 

I got confused, and then realized I was feeling said emotion without Charlotte. I pat myself down, ‘ maybe she is still around. I can’t feel emotions! ‘ I did our little knock, 2 fast paced knocks, a long knock, and 3 quiet knocks on my chest cavity. I waited for an answer, that hushed whisper, but nothing came. I blinked before adjusting to my normal stance. That’s when I remember I have felt different, that my ai felt different. “ Oh man… this is confusing, I don’t know how to react to this… or do I? I don’t know how to feel feelings… but I’m confused??? “ I really don’t know how to processes this. Maybe I should sit back down. When I do, I look over to the apron beside me, with in big bubble letters, it states ‘ El Chips! ‘ on it. “ Oh… I knew El Chip… from the limited interactions I had when I did have control. “ I spoke out loud to nobody around. I felt something come over me that made me slump over. ‘ Was this how loneliness felt? Well I feel awful ‘ a small whirring came about in my internal systems that I could only assume was to mimic a human sigh. I was alone, and there was nobody like me around and it was now… 2:53 am. “ Wow it’s already almost been 40 minutes since I activated. “ I look back at the apron and shrugged my… “ MY SHOULDERS!? “ I screeched slightly and touched my now padded shoulders. ‘ Since when did I have those!? ‘ I decided to concentrate on the glass the surrounded me to see how I actually looked. 

Not only did I feel different internally, but I was slightly physically different. I had slightly edged shoulder pads that were darker than my majority color. “ In my opinion they should’ve painted it red. “ I gruff and continued to look myself down. I had a star over my right eye, and also fluff underneath my hat. Other than that, I was the same. “ Okay, this isn’t strange at all. Maybe they somehow found me in the ashes of the previous establishment and decided I would make a good animatronic to use so they tampered with my design. That has to be the reason, right? “ I tried to calm myself down, finding the most plausible answer. Still, I really didn’t like how I looked now, my previous design was just as fine as it was. I still had the star on my chest and I touched it, the new look did make me seem more rockstar in nature. Maybe I could get used to it. I look back at the apron, and decided to put it on to kill some time. “ Maybe I will look good in an apron. “ I muttered as quietly as my voicebox could go, which was surprisingly very quiet. It seemed that my voice range could go to very quiet and soft spoken to very harsh and loud as much as it could. “ I’m pretty sure that’s also a new feature as well. “ I put the apron on and realized how much it draped. If I started walking now, I would very much end up falling over flat on my face and I really didn’t need to deal with some angry mechanics. Untying it, I made the top very baggy before tucking the straps into my plating. I then found it a good position of it where it hung right about my knees, and tied it in the front before tying in the back. I put my hand on my hip plates and felt a sense of… accomplishment. 

“ I like this feeling, it’s very nice. You know, I did this very well. “ I smiled before checking the time once more. 3:04 am. If the time was like the previous establishment, I assume the place opens at 6. I groan and huff, things I did not I could express, in agitation. 3 more hours. “ What I am supposed to do with so much time on my hands? Should I just go into the stasis sleeping? “ being stuck in a dome doing nothing for 3 more hours didn’t sound so pleasant. So I laid back on the chair and looked at the tools, which I really didn’t like it. I look at my hands instead so I didn’t have to focus on those tools. The screen across my sensors that laid behind my eyes brought up a text saying: ENTERING: REST MODE. The sensors turn off and I feel myself turn off temporarily. 

When I turned back on, I came face to face to someone staring at me in awe. “ Hi? “ “ Did… did you put on that apron yourself? “ she spoke in surprise, examining me. I sit up, making her stand back a bit. “ Yeah? I kinda powered on for a bit suddenly, kinda just examining my surroundings and put this on for fun and then entered rest mode. “ she seemed sweet, I didn’t really want to scare her. I hope my response was nice enough. She stared at me for a bit, and I kinda just stared back… or to the walls, even the ceiling. Then she smiled and spoke again. “ Oh! So your ai adjusted well enough! Good, I was worried it might have rejected your model. “ she ushers out of the strange dome I was still in, and type things into a computer before peaking over and ushering me over. I get off the chair and made my way towards the doors, which opened. I step out and looked around the room, which I can see more clearly now. There was some posters with some characters I didn’t know who they were. “ Since you’re all good, I can take you where you’ll be performing your tasks. All you gotta do is follow me. “ she quickly moves, going up one of two stairs that sat across from each other. I followed her, looking at four doors with symbols on them of what I could assume where some of the other animatronics. I only recognized two of them and even then, they were different. There was a lot of stairs, and it seemed that my handler and mechanic Angelina (that I came to find out through me asking her questions) had told me why I was brought here. “ We’ve got employees about everything except for El Chips. Nobody wants to work at El Chips, but I don’t blame them. There’s some people who are just horrid. “ 

Great, so I would have to deal with asshats of people. That was a great reason to take out an older model to use, wasn’t it? But I guess that doesn’t matter anymore, does it? I don’t get a choice whether I wanted to work there or not. “ If you get any dents or such from customers, please don’t hesitate to contact me through your inner computing system. You and the others are all hooked up to the system so you can contact each other or employees through their faz-watches. “ Everything seemed so complicated and high tech… how long was I exactly out for? I nod in response and didn’t realized that we were already out in the pizzaplex. There was some many people, and some stared down my design in almost a degrading manner. Ouch. I catch a glimpse of an orangish-brown with grey, green and white but they disappeared from my eyesight. They seemed to have been on stage in the atrium, and disappeared behind the curtain. “ Hey I just saw a bunch of colors on stage, do you know who they are? “ I inquired, and Angelina just starts laughing. I could feel heat from my systems go to my face and I felt bad. My program instantly recognized the feeling: embarrassment. “ Those are the Glamrocks! Their practice is probably over, they always practice in the early mornings. Gives the early birds a extra show, you know? “ I hummed, content with the answer given to me. We finally go up the stairs and go into a cheesy Mexican themed restaurant. “ Well here it is! You’ll be the one maintaining this restaurant but of course if it gets overwhelming, please contact me so I can send some janitor bots your way. You’ll be cashiering, cooking, and overall take all the positions that humans would have if anybody wanted to work here. “ 

I wander around for a bit, getting used to the area and how it looked. I guess this is it, the fact that I used to preform like the Glamrocks was just now a distant memory. I go to ask Angelina one more question but she had already left and I was alone in this restaurant. I groan and go behind the counter. “ well this can’t go too bad! I’ll still be directly interacting with children and such! It’s not like I’m going to feel like a total loser. “ I tried putting confidence in myself. I started to hum and grab the mop and bucket and start filling the bucket with water and soap, my coating of course being water proof. I hesitate, because I don’t know if I still have it, but I press the star on my chest and… out comes a microphone! “ Oh good! Nobody’s taken it! “ I smiled and move the handy dandy microphone handle holding the microphone up to my mouth while I take the mop and started singing a programmed song.

The sound of the scanners around the entrance alerted me to a costumer at around 10:45 am, a few hours after I deep cleaned the place as best I could. I put my best smile on and go behind the counter. I bet this will be great! I just know it! It’s going to be a great first day! “ Hi! Welcome to El Chips, what can I get you? “