That New Place

Only Robots. Right?

"Thank you, Miss!"

You smiled at the little kid who had thanked you.

"No problem!"

You worked at the new place in town, called Freddy Fazbears Pizza.

You then noticed a big group walk in. About 10 of them. All of them looked like they went to a Creepypasta convention.

You went into the kitchen to tell another waiter about the group. Mainly that it was on her side.

"Hey, Midna!" (Guess the video game!)

"What?"

"You want a group?"

"Seriously? A group of all kids?"

"Nope. But a lot of boys. Figured you wanted it."

"Holy crap thank you!"

You smiled at your boy-crazy friend as she ran out of the room.

"You know, the pizza will be cold if you just keep standing there." Said a fellow worker.

"Sorry! I can get to it now!"

"Just checking."

You carried the pizza out to it's respected area.

Only to hear a few teenagers bullying a young girl who had walked in with the large group.

"Freak!"

"Idiot!"

"What, you going to cry?"

"Leave her alone."

"Huh?" The boys turned to look at you shocked.

Then, "Make me."

You looked up to their level. You really weren't that tall.

"What's your names?"

"What does a bitch like you need them for?"

Your eyes flashed a dark (e/c). Thankfully, you were looking down so nobody saw.

"So I can go tell the others not to let you back in."

"Why?"

"Because the rules here at Freddy's are simple. No bullying is one of them. You can't follow those rules, I suggest you leave."

"Fine. This place is a mess anyway." Said one boy knocking over his pop before walking out. The others followed his lead making sure to make as much of a mess as they could.

You then began to clean up the mess they had made with a wad of napkins. You were surprised though, when two smaller hands held out more napkins. You looked up to see the girl.

"Thank you for helping me." She said in a quiet voice.

"Your welcome." You said smiling.

She then helped you clean up the mess.

Once you two finished, you got a wet rag and started to wipe the floors so they wouldn't be sticky.

"Hey."

You turned around to see a tall man. He was very pale like he didn't go outside often.

"Slendy!" The girl said running into his arms.

"Thank you, Miss-"

"(Y/n). Please call me (Y/n)."

He nodded. "Thank you, Miss (Y/n) for helping Sally out."

"It was nothing. I was just following the rules."

"Well, thank you anyways."

You returned back to the kitchen and washed your hands.

"Oh my gosh! (Y/n)!"

"Yes, Midna?"

"You just stood up to the Pullout Gang leaders!"

"The what now?"

"Those boys! They will make your life a living hell, why did you do that!"

"They broke the-"

"Listen. They don't care about the rules. As far as their concerned, the rules don't apply to them!"

"Oh yes they do." Said a robotic voice.

You both turned to see Chica the chicken. It's odd to say but the chicken actually looked mad. Like she was going to go on a killer rampage. It was only there for a couple of seconds, but it was like the programming that took years to finish, had broken.

Then she turned around and went back to work, happily humming the song she was programmed to.

You and Midna looked at each other, and the look that both of you had read, 'They are only robots. Right?'