Chapter 36

"Shit..shit..shit..shit!" A male voice called out from within the restaurant.

Through the halls and into a small room with two entrances stood a man right in front of his chair looking at a small tablet with fear etched on his face.

"T-this can't be happening! No this isn't real.. it can't be." The man said as he swiped and tapped on the little tablet.

Let's take this back a few hours for some context.

This man, Arty Greenwood, had come for the open job application of a night guard position at the local family pizzeria.

He was told it was simple work and easy money without much to do.

Upon arriving he was met with the familiar logo of the Pizzeria with its main four mascots on the front.

The restaurant itself was colorful with some decorations here and there while mostly made of bricks and concrete.

The shiny clean windows showed the happy families and their children running around, eating pizza, what you would expect from a normal restaurant.

Going it the big red doors with black handles, Arty turned it before opening the door.

The smell of fresh sauce and mozzarella cheese entered his nostrils making him drool before he shook his head.

'Need to get this job Arty stay focused.' He said with a determined look on his face.

Moving forward, he walked by some tables with purple covers and yellow stars on them with some birthday hats later in the middle.

Decorations were everywhere in here.

Hanging from the ceiling were shiny strings of confetti and on the walls were the drawings of children in their experiences here and favorite animatronics.

Directly opposite of the main stage on a wall was a big concession stand with plushies, toys, and sweets which were all being given out in a small present like box depending on the size of the item by a lanky figure called the marionette who was connected by strings from the ceiling to move properly.

Like all pizzerias, there was an arcade that gave tickets which would be used to buy those gifts.

The marionette had purple tears coming from its black eye sockets and white stripes on each of its limbs with some buttons on its strangely shaped chest.

The last time he came here as a kid the puppet has no tears and it's stripes were blue.

"I guess they made some changes.." Arty said shrugging it off.

Moving through the tables and towards the left side of the stage with the massive animatronics, he came upon the door labeled 'management'.

Knocking on the door slightly, he heard some things knocked to the ground before he heard shuffling coming towards the door.

*Chink*

With a click the door was unlocked and opened, there Arty met a middle aged man standing at about 5'7 with short brown hair with some stubble on his face.

The man wore a candy cane patterned tie with a bright blue work shirt that was tucked into some black cargo pants with a belt and gold buckle, as well as polished black shoes.

Arty met the man's regular brown eyes with a cheery look.

"Hi, I'm arty greenwood here for the job interview?" Arty said slightly nervous.

The man blinked momentarily before a look of recognition emerged into his face.

"Yes! Your here for the night guard position correct?" The man said in which Arty replied with a swift nod.

"Great, follow me and mind the mess." He said before turning around and walking back inside.

Arty fully opened the half open door in which he saw mounds of paper work and books in piles with a desk in the center of it all.

"Sorry about the mess, I rarely have guests come in here so I mainly use it as my workspace which goes in every direction as you can see." The man said kicking away some paper from the desk before pulling up a chair to sit opposite of the one behind the desk.

"Please take a seat Mr.Greenwood." Arty did as the man said and sat down on the oak wood chair.

The man followed his action and sat down on the desks main chair.

"Alright let's do a proper introduction, I'm Henry Emily the co-owner and manager of the restaurant." The man now named Henry said sticking out his hand.

Arty took the man's hand and did a firm handshake to act like a proper person.

"So about the job I will only ask a few questions and we will see if you are qualified, but to assure you we haven't gotten many applications lately so the chances of you getting hired is large." Henry said with an assuring tone.

Arty nodded with a smile plastered on his face awaiting his questions.

"Alright let's start, the most important question, why do you want the job?" Henry asked laying back on his chair with his arms crossed eyeing Arty.

"W-well my mother wanted me to get a job and she told me to go job hunting and this place was the first I found that payed decently." Arty started off with Henry's face not changing making Arty gulp slightly

"I used to come here a lot in my younger years so I thought it'd be nice to help protect it you know?" Arty said trying to convince Henry.

With a nod, Henry then pulled up so paper from within his desk drawer.

"Your 18 currently correct?" Henry asked in which Arty nodded.

Henry was about to ask another question he saw on the paper but he decided to skip that based on Artys small tale.

As the interview went on for a few minutes, Henry ended up hiring Arty before then talking about pay and what to do.

"It's pretty simple, I'll give you the Fazbear uniform and you'll need to be here around 10:00 PM sharp." Henry said as he stood up.

"For what you'll need to do, my current management aid will give you directions once your here you should be able to find him in the office." He said before walking back to the door in which Arty followed.

They both walked through the restaurant and into a locker room.

"Your locker is number 37, all your things should be in there, keys, flashlight, uniform, etc. You'll be getting some more things once your here tonight! Alright have a nice day Mr.Greenwood." Henry said with a relieved smile on his face before shaking Artys hand once more.

Walking out of the room, Arty was left alone in shock.

He had actually managed to get the job, quite easily too.

He couldn't wait to tell his mom like some little kid that he managed to accomplish something.

When he got home and told his mother that he got the job he was congratulated by her, but her face said different.

When Arty had told her he got a job at Freddy's she became slightly worried.

She wanted to tell him some things about it but Arty had already left to go out with some friends for lunch.

Sighing she then went back into the living room to watch her daily news channel.

Arty, had decided to arrive early to make sure he had everything he needed and no problems occurred.

He had gotten a ride from his friends and arrived here after lunch.

Upon entering the closing restaurant, he was met with a few employees and the day guard beginning to pack up and leave.

On the stage and pirates cove he saw the Animatronics had turn off for the night and the curtains to pirates cove closed.

The marionette had entered its big box for the night with its strings detached.