AN: Hiiiii!

Harry looked at the sheets, he had, somehow, at the age of 15, managed to get a job as manager of a pizzeria, luckily he had given about a hundred pounds from… Somewhere… So he wasn't completely buggered. He looked up from the sheet, examining the small building he had been provided with, it was pretty small, but he'd be able to manage… He entered it, the time being about 5 in the morning, since he had wanted to get a head start. "Alright Harry, you can do this… Can't be harder than killing a basilisk…" He muttered to himself, picking up a small ear piece, which was lying on top of a tablet of some sort, as soon as he put it on, the tablet activated, guiding him through the basics. There was a small bear thing on the tablet, acting as the voice, which was adorable. He called him Helpy.

Helpy guided him through his tasks, such as making sure to keep an eye on all the different values, since apparently there was a way to use maths to make people happy… Ok!

Once he had set everything up he was directed to go into the office below the pizzeria to do all the chores, manager chores of course… But only once the pizzeria had officially opened.

"Let's see… Six AM should be good…" He mused, not wanting to open too early, but not wanting to open too late… He'd still have to figure out what to do when Hogwarts came up as well… "Helpy, when do other Fazbear Pizzeria's open?" He asked the AI inside the tablet, having a feeling the time was important.

"Six AM Boss! It's standard!" Helpy told him cheerily.

"Alright then, Helpy, set the opening time to Six AM for me." He commanded, having already made sure that a website had been made, putting the opening time on it, with closing time being at Eleven PM, so that anyone arriving late could still eat.

Few minutes later

Harry made his way down to the office, having opened the pizzeria up, and the employee's he apparently had, had entered their respective locations for the day.

He went through his chores quickly, looking between the two fans curiously. "Hey Helpy, why are the fans so big?" He asked, figuring the small bear should know.

"Umm… That's weird… The data's locked away… Sorry Boss! There's an official version I can give you, but not the real one…" Helpy said sadly.

"It's fine, what's the official version?" He asked. "And, shouldn't the manager be able to access this? Why is it locked?" He added, finding it odd.

"Apparently it's so that you can keep an eye on people trying to break in through the vents. And… That's a good question, but… There might be someone who knows, you know those tapes you found? The man who recorded them set up my data, so he might know what the files are." Helpy explained, adding his own little idea.

"We'll have to look into that." Harry noted, turning off the bulky computer as he finished all his manager chores for the day. "So, what's next?" He asked.

"Next up… We need to check the alley's around the pizzeria tonight." Helpy told him, checking the list.

"Tonight? What do I do until then?" He asked grumpily, leaning back in his chair.

"We could always go through the tapes." Helpy suggested.

"Eh, sure…" He agreed, turning the first one on.

Hours later

"End recording." The last tape clicked as it finished, Harry had been there all day, waiting for night to come… Finally it had arrived.

"Hey, Boss?" Helpy said quietly.

"Yes Helpy?" Harry asked, looking at the bear on the tablet.

"Couldn't we have just left and waited until night somewhere else?" Helpy suggested.

"… Tomorrow, we're doing that." Harry decided, stretching his limbs as he made his way to the Alley's.

In the alley behind the pizzeria he found a pile of wiring and metal, the metal looking like the head of Freddy Fazbear, if you squinted…

"What now?" He asked Helpy, examining the thing.

"Apparently we're meant to bring it into the backroom, it's the door over there." Helpy told him, pointing at a nearby door.

"Why?" He asked confused.

"It's an animatronic. So… Yeah!" Helpy shrugged inside the tablet, his voice causing the wiring to twitch.

"… You saw that right Helpy?" Harry checked, backing away a little.

"Yeah… It moved." He agreed, the wiring moving again.

"H-H-Hand u-u-unit old bu-uddy ol' pa-a-al? I-I-I-Is that you-u-u-u?" The thing asked, it's voice glitching madly.

"Hand Unit?" Harry asked Helpy confused.

"Oh! It must mean my old AI! Lemme see…" Helpy vanished for a moment, before reappearing. "It does! It's talking about the AI from Circus Babies rentals, I was taken from the old model 5 of the Handyman's Robotics and Unit-Repair System, Hand Unit for short!" Helpy explained. "So this must be one of the Animatronic's from it! But… I don't think a Freddy like that ever existed…" He noted confused.

"D-D-D-Don't you re-e-e-ecogni-i-i-ise me?" The animatronic asked Helpy.

"Right, let's get this thing inside then." Harry decided, picking up the ball of metal and wires, taking it inside, placing it on the chair and grabbing the sheet of paper, plus tape, sitting down and placing them on the table, putting Helpy's tablet next to the tape. When he looked up the ball had suddenly transformed into what looked like a Freddy Fazbear, but obviously it was still the ball. "Okay…" He muttered, keeping an eye on it. "Helpy, play the tape." He commanded.

"Playing now Boss!" Helpy nodded, the animatronic noticeably not reacting…

"Begin tape. Leaving dead space 3, 2, 1. The purpose of this tape is to test automated response times and reactions from ventage interactive attractions following audio stimuli. If you are playing this tape, that means that not only have you been checking outside at the end of every shift, as you were instructed to do, but also that you have found something that meets the criteria of your special obligations under Paragraph 4. Follow these instructions: document response times, then safely secure the space before leaving. Upon sealing the room, you are not to return. Begin audio prompt in 3, 2, 1." The tape said, before letting out a burst of horrid noise.

Harry quickly jotted down what he needed to, trying to get through as fast as possible… Until… "There. Done." He said, putting the sheet down and looking up, only for the animatronic to jump at him, knocking him to the ground, Helpy's tablet still on the table.

"W-W-Where am I-I-I-I? Where's the bi-i-i-irthday bo-o-o-oy?!" The thing demanded, sounding frantic.

"W-What do you mean?!" Harry asked, trying to push it off of him.

"That must be Funtime Freddy!" Helpy shouted, recognising the phrase. "He and the other animatronics went missing, so he must have ended up here somehow!" He explained.

"Funti-i-i-i-ime Freddy-dy-dy-dy-dy-dy? No… Not ju-u-u-u-ust them…" The thing whispered, getting off of Harry, walking around panicking. "Funtim-m-m-me Fo-o-o-xy… A-A-A-And Bal-l-llor-lor-lora…"

"Wait, those as well? What about Circus Baby?" Helpy asked, as Harry got up, sorting out his earpiece.

"SHE BETRAYED US-US-US-US-US-US-US!" It shrieked, voice looping for a moment. "S-She hel-hel-hel-helped us esca-a-a-ape, but th-e-e-e-en she went cra-cra-cra-cra-crazy… We got rid of her…" It explained.

"So… What's your name?" Harry asked, rubbing his head where it had hit the floor.

The thing was silent for a few moments head tilted to the side. "C-C-C-C-Ca-a-a-a-all me… Mo-o-olten Fre-Freddy…" It, or, He, decided.

"Alright then… I… Think he might be a little too dangerous to keep around children Helpy…" Harry muttered to the small AI

"Just a bit… Oh! I know! There's a company that makes shells for animatronics, we could get one for Molten Freddy to use in the day to entertain, and then slip it off at night. Like a costume!" Helpy exclaimed, having a brilliant idea. "It'll have to be tomorrow though, you should get home boss." He advised.

"I-I-I-I-I'll j-j-just w-w-wait back here-ere-ere then…" Molten Freddy said.

"Actually... Helpy, could we keep him in the vents?" Harry asked curiously.

"He should fit, and there's lots of rooms connected by the vents as well, so yeah!" Helpy agreed.

"Right, before I close the pizzeria, you can head to the vents and stay there until I call for you tomorrow, ok?" Harry told the animatronic, who nodded eagerly…