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Mike Schmidt's POV
"You really should get a new job, Mike." My friend Fritz Smith says as he smirks at me. "At least I have a job, Fritz." He laughs but his demeanor soon changes to a serious expression. "But seriously, you should." He hands me a newspaper ad advertising a place called Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. "If you take the job, I'll stop joking about that one time." I sigh. "Fine."
The boss snapped up my job offer like a bird and a rat. "You're hired. You start Monday." I nod. This began my adventure at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.
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Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria
FanfictionMike Schmidt is new night guard at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Will he survive his first week on the job?
