The Fazbear Club

"Bleh....Need to find a new job soon. Current one pays like crap and probably wont be able to pay these bills" A young stallion muttered to himself as he took a look at bills that were in his hands.

His name is Mike Schmidt. A young, 20 year old chestnut colored unicorn stallion, living alone in the busy city of Manehattan.

Taking a seat on the dinning table, he placed the bills down onto the table and sighed. Ever since both his parents died while he was at College, he had taken up odd jobs just to pay the bills and for the food he eats. It was rough for him, yet somehow he was able to pay them on time and manage to survive up till this point. Though, he had to definitely get a permanent job or at least a better paying one than his current one.

Grabbing the morning newspaper, he browsed through the jobs section in hopes to find one. Most of it, however, required a rather high demand from him, which left him very little options. However, one in particular had managed to catch his attention almost instantaneously.

"Huh..? 'The Fazbear Pizza Parlor: Night Guard Wanted!' " Mike recited what was written. He grinned and neatly folded the newspaper back into its original position.

It had been a long time ago when Mike heard of that name. He was only a small child, probably around 4 to 5 years old. The name of the place, 'Freddie Fazbear's Pizza', was a popular restaurant to both adults and kids due to how incredible the pizza's tasted at a respectable cost. Though, what made the parlor such a hit, was due to the animatronic entertainers of the restaurant.

Bonnie the Bunny.

Chica the Chicken.

Foxy the Pirate Fox.

And the main star, Freddie Fazbear herself.

It had saddened Mike when he heard that the restaurant had to relocate to a different area. Though, from the looks of the address that was given underneath the headline, it was apparently about half an hours worth of travel time to get there.

Either he was too oblivious to that fact long before or his parents simply denied him of the restaurant.

Making his way back to his room, he took off his current clothing and placed them on his chair before grabbing a towel and proceeded on to taking a shower. A first impression was always important in any job, and being a night guard is no exception.

Once satisfied with his cleanliness, Mike wore a pair of dark blue pants along with his maroon colored shirt with a black colored Equestrian sun in the middle. Combing his unusual blonde mane and tail so that it was straight, Mike grinned at himself in the mirror before walking back into the living room. Grabbing the keys on the drawer near the door, he opened the door and stepped out. Once the door was firmly locked and everything else he needed was with him, he left and made his way to the nearby bus station.

Taking out his mobile phone, he checked the time and saw that it was currently around lunch time. "Perfect! I can grab a bite while I'm there as well!" he exclaimed in delight as he passed by multiple stallions and mares, all of which were minding their own business.

After a short walk, Mike had finally arrived at the station and patiently waited for the bus that would lead him to his destination.

Stepping off the bus, Mike casually made his way to the restaurant, excited beyond his dreams to had be there once again. "Now...If I'm not wrong...It should be just around the corner" Mike muttered to himself, keeping both his hands in his pant pockets.

After a couple of minutes, Mike turned around the corner and grinned. There, just a few steps away, was the restaurant itself in all of its glory. "Well...I'll be damned...The place hadn't changed in years" he whistled. "I wonder if old Mister Fritz had changed. Hehe, he probably would look older" he laughed as he continued on, now entering the establishment.

"My goodness! The main hallway looks the same!" Mike exclaimed, grinning madly at the very familiar sight of the purple walls and red and black checkered tiles. Not to mention the drawings of colts and fillies were pinned onto a special board, which was filled with pictures. Chuckling once more, he continued on his way down the hallway to where a door was.

Not even opening it, he was able to hear the sheer intensity of laughter from children and adults coming from the other side. 'Heh...The gang must be having a show right now', he thought to himself as he heard another barrage of laughter.

Shaking his head and smiling, he gently swung open the doors, and to be greeted by the sight of a familiar brown bear making funny faces at an elder mare, who was laughing alongside a colt that was sitting beside her. Chuckling at the sight, Mike went on to fully survey the main dinning hall. From the looks of it, the place experienced a slight makeover, the bulk of it being the fact that it was now much more larger and spacious than before, which surprised him. More tables and chairs meant that more customers can come and eat.

"Hello there! Welcome to Freddie Fazbear's Pizza! How may I help you?" A feminine voice interrupts Mike for a moment, causing him to turn around.

The mare in particular was a cyan pegasus with lush indigo mane and tail. From the looks of what she was wearing, she was an employee of the restaurant, a waitress in particular.

"Yes actually. I'm here for the Night guard job" Mike smiled at the mare, whom smiled back and beckoned a hand.

"Well, follow me. I shall lead you the office of Mister Fritz Clockwerk" The mare politely replied, before turning around and walking through the door with Mike in tow.