You were scared shitless. You were the last remaining maintenance worker that hadn't already turned the job of routine maintenance on the new Puppet animatronic, and for good reason - that one had always tended to act a bit.. odd, for seemingly no reason. Mainly, it had an aggression toward human adults, and there was apparently no good fix for that.

You shook out your thoughts as you ride the elevator down into the parts and service room - the Puppet had already been moved down into there for convenience. You knew you must've been shaking, because your flashlight wouldn't stay steady, as you made your way into the maintenance room. You could see the Puppet animatronic already set up in the maintenance chair inside the protective cylinder, so you clicked off your flashlight, and made you way inside, turning toward the control panel to shut the cylinder door. You turned toward the Puppet, to see he was staring at you with a grin. "Hello, Fazbear Entertainment Maintenance Worker. I'm sure you'll do just fine, unlike the others." He closed his eyes and smiled warmly, leaning his head to the side in a languid fashion. His purple hands rested in his lap, tapping against each other impatiently.