"I present to you, Mike, as an animatronic... Thing. What is this?" *shouting: it's a snowfox!* "A snowfox! Those white foxes you see in winter! Those exist, right?" Anyway, I'm bored. On with the story! Note: No romance with Foxy. Unless you're into that.

Obviously Mike's POV

I wake up in a dark room. Cold, but that is just my metal self. I hear quiet chatter outside. Not exactly from humans, like I recognize. More like... Me. I attempt to walk to the door, but it takes a while to get used to. My shiny suit and fairly new parts suggest I was just built, but I think older. Walking out the door shakingly, I walk out to see a bear, chicken, bunny, and a fox. Just like me. "Hi.." I stuttered. They turned around, alarmed at my presense. Was I not supposed to be activated? "What are you talking about?" I say to them. The chicken spoke up first, recovering from my suddenness, "We were talking about our game. Foxy won." The fox waved slightly. "Cool! Can I play!" They all looked at each other. The bear, I guess anwsered my question, "Sure, but some other time. We just played. Another time."

Freddy POV

After he left, I lowered my voice to a whisper, "Who was the idiot who activated him?!" None took the blame, even though we are programmed to tell the truth. If it wasn't them, it couldn't be... No, he's not even active. "Well, what are we gonna do?! Tell him he's a stuffed guard, or let him play the game, and find out?! He'll get suspicious if we don't!" Chica had an idea and spoke, "How about, we just not tell him? Make up a game, and let him play that!" I had a better idea, "We could always leave him with Goldie." Bonnie protested, "How is that better? He plays too!" "We'll just go with Chica's idea, then."

Mike POV

I wait until dawn comes. Passing the time, I explored. The animatronics were still talking, but I couldn't hear. But I found this office thing! It had two openings, a fan, and a cupcake. Tapping the poster, I could hear a honking noise. But there was something else. I took the poster down, and there was a hole. Looked like it would lead anywhere. Fun. But around 6 am, a man came. Looked like the owner. He scratched his head at my presense. He shrugged and left. A few workers came in. One had to drag me backstage. Guess I'm not allowed out. A few minutes, or hours, later I heard cheering and such. It sounds happy, and familiar.

~Timeskip. It's in Bonnie's POV

Night rolls around. The workers put a box in the backstage. A present, maybe. Either for the birthday kid, or maybe... I shudder at the thought of the puppet being back. A new guard came in. I go off stage into the dining room. Why not? I don't know why we kill the guards anymore.

Mike POV

The workers put a box in the backstage. I think it was for me! Surely enough, there's my name! I open it and it's a puppet doll. Hm. Not everyone's top pick on a wishlist. Oh well. It's neat! I caught a glimpse of Bonnie leaving the stage. Is this the game?! I wanna play! I sneak out into the dining room. Empty, except for Chica and Freddy on the stage. I continue on into the west hall. There, I could see Bonnie go into the supply closet. I went into the corner. But I heard a beep, and a camera switched on. I looked up and waved. I walked into the office, wait no, a door. But there's a window. I did my best to breathe on the window, and spell out 'Open door'. But he wouldn't open it for nothing. I guess I'll have to use force! I punched the window, but it retaliated and I hit myself. What is made of, titanium? The person in there sighs in relief after I leave. Better luck next time.

Guard POV (Name him whatever you want. Or call him Bob! Or Jeremy!)

There was this thing outside the window. He wanted me to open the door. But being the suspicious person I am, I don't. He tried punching the window, but he hit himself. I contained my laughter, so I wouldn't attract the others. He grumbled and left. For good, I hope. I get a visit from Bonnie, and Chica comes closer. Other than that, nothing really happens. 6 am comes with random cheering children, which I added to the alarm. It's a happy moment when there's cheering kids.

Chica POV

I honestly don't see the big deal about Mike being active. Even if he is controlled by... That thing. I shudder at the thought of the puppet. Oh well. Nothing I can do.

Puppet POV

A new animatronic. Neat! I can make him go here, there, everywhere! I'll have to teach him not to wind up the music box. The song makes me really sleepy.

Later...

The workers come in with doll looking versions of the originals. And creepy balloon guy. Worst evil laugh ever, that guy. They plan to redesign the place. They're keeping Mike as an extra though. No worries, I'll talk to him.

I explain to Mike the design of the new building and the "game" we play. I wondered if he had a question, they all did. He shrugged and said, "So if I go through the vents, there's no way to preVENT me?" Aw no. This one tells puns.

I said to him, "No puns please, I hate them." I was willing to let the new guy off. Once. But I know he's gonna make another pun.

"So, I marioNOT make more puns?" He snickers. I'm going to strangle him later. I really am! I swear!

This is Mike, stuffed into this. He does not know it. It's pretty similar to a few other fanfics, but it's not too similar. And the marionette does control him. Credit to Rebornica for that picture where he used those puns. I am using the new ones, is that like the first time? No, but I barely used it that time. Don't worry, they're still here. Excuse me while I change the autocorrect to stop changing it's to its. It's annoying.