Work Text:
"Heyyyy Micheal," His boss says on the phone. "Listen, I know you usually take the night shifts, but we could really use you today. Some guy just quit his job, dunno why."
"I guess. So when do you need me there?" Micheal stares down at his half eaten oatmeal.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh," He hears a few papers shuffle before his boss responds. "You good to come in at two pm?"
"Yeah," Micheal picks at a scab. "Okay bye."
"B-" Micheal hangs up early and finishes eating his oatmeal in near silence. It would be interesting to come in during the day. He wonders how the animatronics act during the day. He has yet to see them in their true element.
He briefly wonders if they will recognize him.
"Hopefully not," he mutters, standing up and taking his dirty dishes to the sink.
The time for him to get ready for a day of work arrived far quicker than he would have liked but he dressed up in his usual work attire and drove to work, blasting 80s music the whole way.
The words "Freddy's Pizzeria" eventually came into view and he pulled into a parking spot. The music died and he sat there for a moment.
He really hopes this goes well. He'd prefer if the bite of 83' didn't get a repeat.
Or the bite of 87'
Yikes.
Micheal sighs before getting out of the car, slamming the door shut, and heading inside.
"Heya, Mikey. How you doing?" One of his coworkers pats him on the shoulder and begins leading him to a party room. "Listen, this is a really, and I mean r e a l l y important birthday. We can't have any fuck ups, got it?"
"Got it..." Micheal replies, peeling the coworkers hand off his shoulder with a disgusted expression. "So I'm just standing here?"
"Exactly! Okay have fun byeee," the coworker skips away.
Micheal sighs before entering the party room and is greeted by the sight of colors and decorations so bright he thought he might go blind if he stayed in this room any longer.
The parents briefly give him a head nod of acknowledgement before turning their attention back to their eight year old daughter.
It's not very long before the animatronic Chika walks in carrying a cake that says, in bold pink lettering, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUSANNA! :D"
Chika pauses in her steps as soon as she had walked into the room and locks eyes with Micheal.
Oh no.
The cake slides off the platter with a clatter and an odd squish sound.
And then Chika pounced onto Micheal, her jaw clicking open and snapping over his face. He could hear children screaming. His vision clouded in red. He felt the jaws close down and the tiny inner teeth reached forward and tore into his face.
And then the world went dark.
THE END!!!! :3