The Fazbear Club: Chapter 3
#4 of The Fazbear Club
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Mike sat in his chair and sighed.
He had not expected his job to turn up like this, neither had he expected to find such a place underneath the famous pizza restaurant. And to think that his life was getting better for once!
Groaning in displeasure, Mike took out the office tablet, a device that apparently allows him to check the camera footage in real time, which he found was next to laptop when he first thoroughly inspected the room. He switched it on and the screen flashed white for a moment before settling down and the video footage could be seen. On the top right hand corner, it showed that it was '10.45 pm'. He sighed before he touched a white box at the bottom right hand corner, the screen flashing to show the footage of what might be happening at the main performance hall, only to find out that, surprisingly, it was empty.
Doing a double take, Mike definitely saw that, the entire hall, was empty, including the four individual stages for the animatronic performers.
"What the hell...Where are all of them?" Mike asked to no one in particular, clicking the other white boxes to cycle through the different security cameras.
That was until he saw the four of them walking towards his office from the camera. Scratching his head in confusion, he placed down the tablet on the chair and looked up, finding that the four of them were outside of the right door through the window. Standing up and walking to the window, he saw that Chica and Frieda mouthed the words, "Please open the door".
Chewing the inside of his cheek, Mike sighed before walking to the right iron door and opening it with the red button. With the door opened, he stepped aside and let the girls go inside. With that done, he clicked on the button once more to close the door before walking to his desk and brewed some coffee on the machine.
The tension inside the room was high and no one dared to say anything, in fear that they might screw up. This continued on for a solid 12 minutes before Bonnie grew sick and tired of it.
"Alright! Screw this silence!" Bonnie exclaimed in frustration, causing Mike to turn and find out that she was now close to him. "Listen Mike. I'd just like to say, thanks a lot. I really, really appreciate what you did" Bonnie smiled at him warmly, causing him to smile in return.
"Don't mention it. It is my job to come look after you girls after all" Mike said, sipping on his coffee and plopped himself on the desk.
"You know Mike. I didn't expect a guy like you to be really...strong~" Frieda said in a husky tone, causing Mike to spurt out his drink.
The girls giggled at his misfortune, causing Mike to stare at them to a moment before sighing. "Anyways...What are you girls here?" He asked, wiping his mouth with his uniform sleeve.
"We just came ta see if ye were okay. Ye kinda...Marched outta the door" Foxy replied, scratching the back of her head.
"Yea! I mean, you looked really mad! It was as if steam were coming out of your head!" Chica exclaimed, folding her wings and puffing out her cheek in a cute manner.
Mike sighed. He couldn't blame them. He was seething in anger. For some odd reason, he just simply...hated how that man looked at Bonnie and how he moved towards her deviously. He just...snapped. And it was not because it was part of his job.
"Yea...I was really mad at that time. Though I'm quite fine right now" Mike replied, smiling at them to signify that they shouldn't worry too much.
After that, the rest of the time until midnight was spent idly chatting among one another. Merely talking about trivial stuff such as housing estate, what hobbies, favorite past time. It was quite refreshing for Mike to be talking to people of the opposite gender. Even though they were robots that, for some odd reason, are able to feel, think, voice out and to emote.
All in all, to Mike, they were as human as ever.
However, there was still something bugging Mike as of now. True, he knew them from long time ago. But, did they remember him?
From their movements, actions and tones, it was highly unlikely that they remember him. Though, he wouldn't know for sure until he asked. "Hey girls" He started, catching the attention of the females. "Just a quick question. How much do you remember of the first few weeks of the restaurant?". The girls were sent into a small thinking buzz.
"Not quite a lot...our memory processors are kinda buggy. Mister Fritz says its probably because we hadn't had a thorough repair in quite some time" Freddy explained, causing Mike to nod.
"Alright...Do you girls happened to remember about a certain incident? Like, you know, a fight?" He asked.
This time round, the girls closed their eyes and thought long and hard, before looking back at Mike and shaking their heads. "Nay, lad. We can't quite say we do. This be important?" Foxy asked, placing her hook-hand on her chin.
That was all that Mike needed to know that they did not remember. "Never mind. Forget that I asked" Mike waved a hand dismissively. Though, he wished they did.
After all, they did make an impact in his life.
It was then that, Mike had noticed the time on his phone, showing that it was apparently '11:54 pm'. Just a few more minutes till midnight. "Hey! Would you look at that! It's almost midnight now" Mike said with a grin, happy that he was now in the homestretch.
Though, not for for long.
The girls' pupils bulged as they quickly scrambled on their feet. "Sorry Mike! Talk to you in the morning!" Bonnie exclaimed as Frieda slammed a fist on the red button and the four animatrons quickly left the room and back to the performance hall.
"Strange..." Mike whispered. Shrugging his shoulder, he opened the other door, since there was no need for the doors to be closed at the moment.
At last, midnight had struck on the clock of the tablet. Mike only had 6 more hours till his entire shift was over! Right now, he can finally relax and maybe listen to some music as he would just need to simply wait for time to pass by.
However, unknown to him. The next 6 hours were also probably going to be the bane of his life.
=======12:00========
As soon as the clock hit the midnight marker, Mike was laying peacefully in his seat. It was nice and quiet, though too quiet for his liking, not to mention it was a shame that the girls had to leave and head up backstage of the Performance Hall.
Sipping on his drink, he checked on the Backstage camera's, finding the four animatronics simply standing there, as if they were deactivated. Odd. The manager had never told him that they would do that, though he didn't really question it. Must be in their coding or something.
Time passed by slowly, with the whizzing of the fan and the sound of electricity flowing through the lights being the only things that could be heard in the office. And after what seemed to be eternity, Mike decided to head off and check out the rest of the place for himself.
Grabbing his phone and a flashlight from the cabinet, he left his office. Taking out his phone to check the time, he found that it was only 1 am. Groaning in annoyance, he pocketed his phone and continued his way to the Performance Hall.
Once there, Mike could still feel the cold air that was circulating the room and that it was rather dark, having to use his flashlight to navigate his way around.
"Ugh...reeks of sweat and...oh god" Mike covered his nose to try and keep away the stench.
Walking up towards the large imposing curtains behind the four main stages, Mike had found the girls merely standing there, unmoving and unresponsive of any sound nor lights.
Mike smirked and chuckled a little at how odd they looked, though he didn't really care as much. Turning around, he made his way off the backstage and walked aimlessly around the Performance Hall for a bit before leaving the place through a different hallway, completely unaware of a pair of black irises with a small white glow surrounding it.
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"Well...Seems like everything is in order...I think" Mike muttered, mentally noting that everything seems to be in order.
"Stretching and giving a yawn, Mike rubbed his eyes and pulled out his phone, finding that it had only turned 1:47 AM. Sighing, he pocketed the phone before leaving the rather empty janitor's room.
Seemed like eternity when he walked around aimlessly in the club, though only about an hour has passed.
However, he actually quite surprised with what he found. There was, much to his utmost delight, a canteen with a kitchen at the back. He had deduced that, long ago, this club used to also serve drinks and food for the 'customers'. Though, from the looks of it, it had been discontinued and the kitchen was apparently being used a storage unit for all the food that can be served in the kitchen.
Different pizza. A myriad of drinks. As well as a whole bunch more! Mike had to concentrate to not try and gobble up almost everything, since he was quite hungry at the time, though, maybe a slice of pizza wouldn't hurt.
Maybe two.
In addition, Mike had found the maintenance room just near the backstage, where the four robots were to be repaired. Sadly, it was locked with a sign saying, "Authorized personnel only". At the bottom, there was a small piece of paper that Mike was unable to read without his flashlight. It read, "Please, only Authorized personnel may enter. We are currently working on some new prototype".
This confused Mike. New prototypes? Did they mean new robots? Or...Maybe a newer version of the four girls? Or maybe a duplicate of the girls, only being better in tech-wise?
Having no idea, and with hopes hanging low of unable to find out, Mike left the area and walked back to the door which led to his office.
However, just before he reached the door knob, he heard a faint giggle coming from behind it. Mike flinched and turned around, shining his flashlight all around the Performance hall. He heard the soft giggle again, making him shiver. It was odd. It seemed to have been coming from...Well...
...Just about everywhere.
Mike shook his head, he must be hearing things. Yea! That's the problem! He doesn't normally stay up late at night, so the lack of sleep must be making him hear things.
"Mike~"
Mike jumped a little, shining his flashlight at where he though the sound came from, only to be greeted with nothing. He was definitely hearing things.
Shivering a little, he faced the door and turned the knob before walking on. He adjusted his uniform jacket, it suddenly felt even more cold when he left the air-conditioned room. Though, he didn't know why.
And then, once more, Mike heard the same giggle emanating from the room, causing him to flinch and shine his flashlight at the door, finding nothing but a...well...a large imposing door staring back at him.
"I really need to sleep when I reach home..." Mike sighed and shivered once more before turning back...
...Only to be greeted by the face of Bonnie whom was staring at him with a wide open grin, scaring the living daylights out of him. "JESUS CHRIST! Dammit Bonnie! Don't scare me like that!" Mike gasped and clenched his chest, causing Bonnie to giggle.
It was then that Mike's eyes widened. As soon as the purple bunny made that action, a slight purple glow was emanating from her, her usual white eyes with purple irises now merely a white dot and with every small lift of her mouth, Mike had managed to see that her usually dull teeth were now razor sharp.
And not to mention, her speech had changed.
"Hi Mike~!"