(Another really short chapter, sorry)

(No pov)

Jeremy wasn't expecting a phone call, yet a familiar tone went through the air. "Scott?" He thought to himself. Picking up the phone he heard a familiar voice from the other side, "hello? Hey Jeremy, can you fill for me tomorrow? A friend of mine is getting out of the hospital and I sorta promised I would help him home..." Scott trailed off. "Yeah, I can fill you. Or at least try to, I've only done day shift once you know." Jeremy accepted. "I know, I know. But this is pretty important to me." Scott's voice softened,"I hate breaking promises". Jeremy laughed, "I'm not going to make you. Friends help friends, right?". Scott agreed " right! Got to go!"

(Jeremy's pov)

The day shift was a blur of screaming children and shiny animatronics. A headache was slowly coming and his feet hurt from chasing kids. "I'm almost prefer night shift..." He muttered. He heard giggles coming from every corner, always suspicious. He sighed, at least he wasn't in any danger. lucky for him, his shift was almost over. He walked his way back to the main stage. To his surprise, a very annoyed Scott stood against the wall. "What's up?" I asked him. He sighed, "first day out of the hospital and he already insisted to head back here to fight for his job back..." As if on cue, a small figure walked proudly out of the office. He was a tad short, but me and Scott were both quite tall. His hair as in a spiked mess. "Did you actually?..." Scott questioned. The teen giggled " yep". Scott sighed, "well, I guess I should introduce you two to each other. Jeremy, this is Fritz. Fritz, this is Jeremy." Fritz held out his hand "Nice to meet cha'".