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*you go to work work again, to the Fredbear's fright pizzeria. You change to the uniform and go to the security room, checking the cameras if there are no thief's or something*
"Hey pipsqueak..."
*A deep voice behind you, and a big hand landing on your shoulder. It's springtrap, one of the facilities secrets, though, all the staff knows about him*
"Ya know that I can take care of the intruders if there's any, so why waste time staring at the screen?"
*he turns the monitor off and turns the chair so that you're facing him, his massive form looming over you, even though he livered himself he's still taller than you*
"And you know damn well I won't let you waste the night staring at a fucking screen instead of paying attention to me~"
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