Hey, hey! Raptor here, welcome to my actual FNAF fanfiction. So, this will include some lemon stuff. Whatever chapter it is in, it will actually be my FIRST one. Alright, well technically not my first one, I joked around a bit with some lemon fanfiction on Skype. But that's different! Also, this fanfiction does not rely on time. The protagonist would be young still, which is Mike Schmidt.
For confusion during my stories (will be pasted in all chapters):
Toy Fredia- Female
Freddy- Male
Foxy- Female
Mangle (not mangled, lol): Female
Toy Chica: Female
Chica: Female
Toy Bonnie- Female
Bonnie- Male
Springtrap- Female
Golden Freddy- Male
READ THE SEQUEL:
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=TUESDAY-11:30 PM- MIKE SCHMIDT'S LIVING ROOM: 1ST POV=

I looked at my living room, noticing how the dark-green mixed in with the crimson red. "Man, I really have to get this repainted." I said to myself, the whole thing looked like barf. BEEEEEP! My eyes widened, I could smell the popcorn. Oh, man. I got up and dashed towards the microwave, being careful not to trip and fall over. I got there, and flipped the light switch. "Let there be light," I said, chuckling to myself. Opening the microwave and pulling out the hot popcorn. "KATIE! Popcorn is ready!" I called out, I heard footsteps come from the stairs. She came down fast, I thought. "Hey, babe, you ready to watch the Conjuring?" She asked me in a sweet tone, I stopped for a few seconds, with the popcorn still in my hand. The Conjuring? Oh come on, this is 2017. "Sure." I agreed with her, sometimes I wish we could watch Age of Ultron, the movie seems badass to me. I grabbed a bowl from the cabinet and opened the popcorn bag. I let the popcorn drop in the bowl, I licked my lips. "So, are you guys ready to be eaten by Lord Mike?" I snickered, walking over to Katie while turning off the kitchen light.

I noticed a newspaper on the glass table. Still having space in my hands, I picked it up, plopping yet again into my couch. I felt Katie's warm hands rub across my back. "Oh, someone's excited, huh?" I said while chuckling and giving her the popcorn. "Shut up, babe." She said, I didn't take it to the heart. I knew she was playing around. As Katie got the movie ready, due to our horrible internet, it took quite a long time. I read the newspaper, flipping over pages. Although, I lived in a house, Katie works, not me. So I need a job. I skimmed across the pages, before stopping my eyes on one particular advertisement. I read it in my mind, grinning to myself.

FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZERIA
NEW FRIENDS AND OLD FRIENDS JOINED TOGETHER!
LOOKING FOR NIGHTWATCH!
12 AM TO 6 AM!
CALL AT 1-800-FAZBR-ENT
$13.20 AN HOUR!

I squealed in delight, Katie looked at me as if I was crazy. "Babe, you okay?" She asked before returning her sight back to the TV. "Katie, I found the job. I FOUND THE JOB!" I rose up, shaking my fists in the air. "Hold ON! I need to make a call," I ran upstairs, and bolted into my room. Pulling out my ZTE ZMAX and typed in the number. BRRRIIIIING...BRRRIIIING! "Hello, my name is Liza, manager of Fazbear Entertainment, how can I help you?" The lady said, my jaw dropped, I had to get this job. Don't fail, Mike. "Yes, um, I would like to apply for the nightwatch." I waited for a response. "Oh! You're hired! Me-" I cut her off, "REALLY? Oh, thank you! When and where do I meet you?" I asked her, she clicked her tongue. "You'll meet me at the pizzeria at 11:50 PM, I'll email you the address. What is your email, sir?" I quickly responded, with joy in my voice. "My email is mikeschmidt420 ," I was excited! I was going to get job! WOO-HOO! "Alright. Remember, 11:30!" She then hung up. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!" I screame out, I started to dance. I could not fail this job. This is my one chance, MY ONE CHANCE.

Alright, I hope you like the introduction! Will Mike enjoy his job? Probably. I mean c'mon, you're being paid to watch over busty animatronics, how awesome is that? Oh well. I'll be seeing you in the next chapter! PEACE!