There are a couple of things that will be different here, like the bite of ’87 and when the first restaurant ever came to be. I’d like to think that a show of Fredbear came out in 1970 or something, before the restaurant was established, and that the first restaurant started in 1973.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFzfcytIZFw
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Mai was starting a bit later in the day in her work, but she took the time to wake up a bit early and figure things out. She was getting used to the area around her, and managed to find the nearest library around. She poked her head around for a bit until she found the section she was looking for. She sat comfortably down in the lounge area and started digesting what she could find about Freddy Fazbear pizzeria. Before she could read any longer, a loud, scraping noise appeared, and she looked up to see someone dragging their chair around towards the couch in the lounging area. She quickly snapped the book shut and glared at the person making the noise.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLNrGlxf6UA
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“Do you really need to make that much noise in a library,” she announced coolly. She received a grunt until the person was sitting comfortably on the couch with their legs propped up on top of the chair they dragged.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3yeGfMr46t
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“Bite me, lady,” he snapped back. It was here that Mai recognized the voice almost instantly. She glared daggers at the man before her, until he decided to grace his appearance and look up towards her. They stared at each other for a bit, both realizing just who they were staring at. Mai knew him as the biggest dick around, and he knew her as the lady who wouldn’t move. “Oh. It’s you. Decided to move your ass, huh?” he spat at her.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsX8QKyJOU3
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“You fucking prick!” she shouted before getting up to leave for another place. Mike just shrugged his shoulders and placed the hat he was wearing over his eyes as he took a quick nap before his shift. Suddenly in a foul mood, Mai didn’t even want to go into work, knowing that he was going to work too. She sighed and parked her rear on the opposite side of the library to do her research, but was way too riled up about Mike’s encounter to actually focus. She sat there for a few moments to recollect and compose herself, and then focused on the news article book in front of her. She skimmed through the pages until something interesting caught her eye—a murder in the restaurant. She furrowed her eyebrows together and continued reading, it explaining how five children were killed at the older, now torn down restaurant called Fredbear’s Diner. She cringed at the thought of anyone trying to kill five innocent children, and read how the actual culprit was never caught.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNCnQNCiMRF
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‘Holy shit,’ she thought as she kept reading. There had been someone who was arrested for the murders, but all evidence pointed that he wasn’t the killer, and that made Mai even more nervous about all this. ‘He could still be lurking around…’224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuOzlCUxpQQ
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She closed the book and decided that it was time to head into work. With the newly inserted news about the deaths in her mind, she wondered if anyone else would know about these killings, of course… she couldn’t just blurt out questions about something that was probably really sensitive—especially if some of these workers actually worked at that location. She wanted to know the history of the place she would be working for, but never expected to find anything as grave as this.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcE0e6ykl38
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She walked out of the library and headed towards her car, placing all of her belongings in the back seat before heading to the driver’s seat. She noticed Mike was walking towards her, and she growled thinking if he was going to harass her any longer. He seemed to have noticed her as well, but didn’t so much as blink an eye as he effortlessly got into his own truck.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjfQTYt4anq
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Mai just sighed, got into her car, and started up the engine. Right when she was about to drive, Mike had the audacity to drive out before her, knowing full well that she was going to do so first. They both stopped, and he just gave her a smug look before driving at a speed that was pretty dangerous around a parking lot, and completely cutting her off. “What a dick!”224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡigjmDg2mjV
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She drove right after he left and made her way down the road to reach the restaurant. She made it an effort to try and avoid wherever he parked, and decided to park next a spot where the two other spaces were unoccupied. She left her car and entered the already bustling restaurant, watching as families of all kinds waited in the waiting area so they could be sat. “Oh, perfect! Some of the waitresses are struggling a bit to take on a party, think you can handle a group of 10?” Lea asked as she scurried towards Mai.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡciGqSbFUIg
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“Yeah, that’s fine. I’ll just go put my stuff away. Party room, right?” she asked. Lea nodded and Mai went to the staff room to place her belongings in one of the slots of the cubicle shelf they had. She made sure she had everything—pen, apron and a notepad as she walked out of the room. She headed towards the party room to find that the people there were celebrating a child’s birthday, seeing as the three animatronics were present on the stage singing repeated songs from their stuttering voice box. She looked over the room and noticed Mike was standing by the room’s entrance, seemingly doing his job of guarding the place. She sighed and ignored the feeling of wanting to give him a good slap or two, and headed towards the table.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaqV5T4ATAw
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She took the orders of every person there and proceeded towards the kitchen to punch in the order to the cooks in the back. She got sat a couple of tables in the dining area and took their orders as well, noticing that Scott and, who she assumed was Vincent, were guarding that area. ‘Great,’ she thought, ‘I get stuck with Mr. Prick while these two are in here.’224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCH7BWZiOmk
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She even wondered why the place needed security guards, but then she thought back to the hotel that she used to work at. They had security officers to watch if anyone was doing anything bad—or on the occasion, find teenagers doing inappropriate things. But she’s never seen three, and felt like it was a bit too much—maybe it had something to do with the murders? She shook her head, headed to the pop fountain and got the drinks of the group in the party room. Placing them all neatly on the tray she had, she cautiously walked over to the room and started handing out the drinks to the kids before the adults.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrceQ6ZbapA
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Mike watched as the kids all started playing around in the room—some of them had masks of Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica, but not once did he see anyone with a mask of Foxy. Granted, he didn’t think anyone would want to wear anything Foxy considering the animatronic was responsible for biting off a kid’s head in 1987, at the place he first started his job concerning anything Freddy and the Fazgang. He subconsciously started rubbing his head, remembering the time that kid was attacked. He was working the day shift that day, and, in a desperate attempt to save the kid, jumped in to try and help. Unfortunately, the kid got his frontal lobe bitten off, and Mike got a pretty nasty scar himself from the bite. They were both in the hospital during the time, and Mike soon found out that the kid was still alive, just severely less abled.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf7RPJ2SsfY
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The doctors told Mike that he was going to suffer some of the impairments that came with the attack, such as increased irritability and mood swings. They also mentioned something about the difficulty of making good choices and failure to recognize consequences, but Mike didn’t really want to hear any of that, because he knew he was making a very bad choice by accepting to still work with the Fazbear Company. He was 17 around that incident, and the last six years have been extremely brutal for him what with lashing out at every little thing.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiLIyZkr8m0
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He turned towards the party that was going on, and he groaned hating that he had to work with his colleague Vincent, who was nowhere in sight when the attack happened—he holds a bit of resentment towards him for not trying his best to help out, but Vincent’s reply was that he was aiming to get all the children out and safe. It was a load of bullshit, he thought, thinking that Vincent was probably out back having a smoke or flirting with one of the younger, more attractive single mothers. He sighed as he looked on towards the kids running around, and suddenly his eyes landed on the waitress wearing the red uniform that most of the waitresses around here avoided. He had to admit, she was doing a pretty good job thus far, and noting that by now one of the other waitresses would have had Mike help out with something, becoming too weeded to keep their nerves in check.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuvMBexDel1
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Her moves were fluid. She held that tray with such a grip that he wondered if this was her first rodeo or not, but he figured a pretty young thing like her was easily able to get these sort of jobs. He cursed to himself at that thought, but he couldn’t deny that she was pretty damn beautiful—she was almost radiant. Her hair was always let down in a soft, silky manner, compared to the awkward hairstyles most of the girls wore. She appeared to have little to no makeup on, and it was quite a relief to see something so natural instead of the bright, blaring red lipstick and thick beyond all eyebrows he saw every so often.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaIVoZelIrg
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“Do you guys need any ketchup to go with your fries?” he heard her ask. The parents looked thoughtful for a moment before the kids jumped in demanding for that ketchup bottle, and most of the waitresses would have told the kids that they were talking to their parents, probably their way of manhandling the kids, but Mai just smiled and laughed at their enthusiasm. She asked the kids if they wanted more than one bottle and they were in agreement. The parents looked quite pleased with the way she treated their kids and smiled at her as she made her way towards the server stand, grabbing a couple of ketchup bottles and handing it to them.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPzKIFoubvT
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She disappeared into the dining area, most likely taking care of the guests she had over there, and Mike looked over to the family in the party room. They looked very happy with their meals all neatly placed on the table, and he looked towards the dining room again as she spoke with the guests there—greeting them with the same demeanor she had with the party, and walked off into the kitchen. He was impressed, to say the least, that she could handle herself pretty well. He looked towards the other waitresses, who were getting worn down, shaky, and a bit overwhelmed with the amount of volume in the dining room.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtzAaC9RU5i
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After about an hour and a half the party had left and Mai was taking the time to clear the table and clean it, making it spic and span for the next party to come in. The two of them hadn’t said anything to each other, mostly because Mai was trying her best to avoid the man who she dubbed Mr. Prick, and was doing a damn well job so far. She looked over to Scott who was tipping his hat every time a guest past by him, saying hello and goodbye—the most interaction she believed he would ever give. Vincent was in and out, but she mostly saw him playfully flirting with some of the younger waitresses, and she shrugged her shoulders as she slowly understood what Joanna was talking about.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXYPXrZwkNQ
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By the end of her shift, she was pretty much just setting her tables and cleaning any of the excess dirt from the tables and chairs. She sighed to herself, she didn’t want to get too used to this place because it wasn’t her home. She was done cleaning up and headed back into the staff room to gather her things to leave, but she always had a bad habit of counting her tips before leaving, and some of the other waitresses were a bit curious.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡexOEPEwh2Q
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“$55?? Aren’t you new? How are you getting such good tips!?” one of them said as she peaked her head towards Mai. Another waitress came in and told her that she was incredibly lucky to get that much, and soon enough Lea came in with a huge smile.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNlXibXfyv5
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“Mr. Fazbear actually told me he felt like she was going to be a good one,” she said. Mai was surprised that the boss was talking so well about her, but the other waitresses seemed envious about it. They all walked out with their personal belongings and Mai couldn’t help but smile to herself—she guessed making money was just a natural thing for her.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb3ryaoC5aB
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“So, we going on a date with that money?” she quickly whipped her head around to face the security guard that had been lazing around during his shift. His purple dress shirt was pulled out a bit from his pants, which had been previously tucked in, probably because he was going home soon. He walked further into the room with that slouched walk of his, and Mai watched as he kept getting closer to her. She didn’t realize what he had said before and took it in now, but she had no plans for guys in her life since she was happily dating her boyfriend. Vincent just chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’m joking about your money… but I would love to take you out on a date.”224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb6qNaiD32X
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She just gave that same old smile. She gathered her things and turned back to him. “I’m sorry, I think I’ll have to take a rain check on that. Dates are for my boyfriend, after all.”224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhkSmywok2X
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His own smile darkened. He walked up to her at a dangerously slow pace, and the space between them became nothing more than an inch. He didn’t care if she had a boyfriend—something about her piqued his interest, especially when he found out that she had introduced or at least spoken to all of the other security guards minus himself. His hand slowly crept up her left arm and she was shivering at the sudden intrusion of privacy, and she just stared as it landed a top her shoulder, grasping it a bit as he chuckled. “Don’t worry, it’s not like we’ll be doing anything bad, right?”224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhB6RGgmNj9
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She didn’t like this. Her smile faltered a bit and he could tell, stroking that ever sadistic side to him. She brought her hands close to her and it was obvious the close contact was making her uncomfortable—she became a flustered mess when a guy would suddenly advance on her, and she cursed herself because of that. He had suddenly gone from flirty to creepy real quick, and she had to try to figure out a way to get out of this. She looked back up to him and smiled again. “No, of course not. I just don’t like going to places if he’s not there.”224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt7bZmJvTGc
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“Boss wants to talk to you,” a sudden voice interjected. Mai and Vincent looked to their right and saw Mike standing at the doorway with his arms crossed. His sleeves had been rolled up to his elbows, revealing noticeably hairy arms, but he didn’t seem one bit impressed. Vincent just scoffed, and something told Mai that these two were not the best of friends. The purple guard turned back to her, and as soon as something was about to come out of that mouth of his, Mike began again. “Now.”224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8C27aPA9hD
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Vincent growled and walked away in a briskly manner, leaving the two in the staff room. As much as she needed that, Mai wasn’t going to thank him for saving her rear, and continued to get her stuff in check before leaving. Mike fixed his tie until it was loose enough, and then looked her way. “Listen, doll—“224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfmgmOxMYzY
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“It’s Mai—“224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5hJ3TFsduR
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“Listen, doll, this ain’t the place to be doing that shit,” he accused. She gave him an incredulous look, as if it was her fault that he came on like that. She glared at the man before her and had half a mind to take her bag and hit him right upside the head with it. Luckily, her anger didn’t reach that high and she was still trying to understand the whole situation that just happened. Instead, she just harrumphed as she walked past him while glaring into his steely blue eyes. He watched her as she left and as soon as the room grew quiet he smirked—pissing her off gave off a couple of funny reactions from the woman and he couldn’t help but give out a couple of airy chuckles, but he wondered about Vincent—he never usually took interest in a waitress in this short a time. He didn’t really care, but… Vincent just always rubbed him the wrong way.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKfHGgQFHiK
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Back in the comfort of her own home, Mai landed on her couch with an exasperated sigh. Her high off the dinner rush was ruined by both Vincent and Mike, and she glared at the T.V as it aired the news. She sunk deeper into the couch and thought about her predicament—what was she supposed to do now? She figured she was doing well so far by getting a job at a place she figured was safe, thinking about the five poor kids that were killed at the older location, which was closed down, and now working at the new location. Would she be okay working at a place with that dark a past? If the other workers were okay with it, why couldn’t she? Besides, she really needed the money to sustain herself throughout college.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRN1jW01mDx
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She got up from the couch, turned off the T.V and crawled into bed as she clutched the stuffed bear, thinking of Derek. She really missed him, among other things, but he was always with her wherever she was. She grabbed the phone on her bedside and decided to call him up, hoping to have her nerves calmed down by the man.224Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfqsBxPEcNA
