WeskerCZ

 “Mikey, dear, remember not to-” “I know, mom!” chirped a small boy, garbed in pirate attire.  He wore a red bandanna, a black eyepatch, and a plastic hook covered his left hand.  His front two teeth were missing.  “Don’t talk to anyone I don’t know!” The mother bit her bottom lip, though sighed and nodded.  She had nothing to fear; her son was in good hands.  Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza wasn’t at all that bad an establishment, however…  She shook her head and smiled. “I love you, dear!” she called from the car, waving good-bye to her son.  “I’ll pick you