Memories Fade But They Never Leave

by Crystal Soul Pearl

Mike always visited Feddy's when he was a kid but now, he was the new night guard. After discovering a dark secret about the pizzeria Mike calls up the old gang to find out what really is happening at Freddy Fazebear's Pizza Mike, Jeremy, Fritz, Scott, Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Marionette/Puppet, Foxy, Golden Freddy (Fredbear) Shadow Fredy and Bonnie

1. Chapter 1

Night Guard Profiles

Name : Mike Schmidt

Age : 24

Nicknames : Mikey & Michie

Personality : Kind, caring, loving towards family, rude, brave, over protective of family. He loves puns and jokes, he sees Jeremy like a son, Fritz as a little brother, Scott like an Uncle and Vincent as his own father. Mike was the victim of the Bite Of 1987 by Foxy when he was 10 years old

Name : Jeremy Fitzgerald

Age : 22

Nicknames : Jere & Germerny (bullies made this nickname to call him germs)

Personality : Shy, scared, kind, insecure, loving towards family. He sees Mike like a father, Scott as an Uncle and Fritz as an older brother. He saw the Bite Of 1987 when he was 8 years old

Name : Fritz Smith

Age : 23

Nicknames : Fritzer & Fritzmac'Fryer

Personality : Bold, caring, prefers not to stand out in a crowd, playful, quick tempered and over protective when it comes to family. Fritz sees Mike as his older brother, Jeremy as a little brother and Scott as their Uncle. Fritz was 9 years old when the Bite Of 87 occurred but didn't see it.

Name : Scott Cawthon

Age : 28

Nicknames : Phone Guy & Scotty

Personality : Timid, easily flustered, voice often shudders when nervous, loving towards family, caring, easily scared. Scott earned himself the nickname phone guy from always making so many recordings and answering the phone at Freddy's. Jeremy, Mike and Fritz are like cousins to him but he doesn't trust Vincent. He saw Mike after he had been bitten by Foxy in 1987, he was 14.

Name : William Afton

Age : Unknown

Nicknames : Vincent Rogers & Purple Guy

Personality : Secretive, quite, lonely, loving, can be quite easily irrational, aggressive, sad. Vincent lost his youngest son, Cadwal, to Golden Feddy (Fredbear), his oldest son, Michael, to Golden Bonnie (Spring Trap) and his daughter, Iris, to Baby (Circus Baby). He was there at the time of the bite in 87, he was 27 at the time

—-—

Children's laughter engulfed the brightly coloured rooms in the pizzeria, drawings filled the walls, the floors covered in delicious dropped food which was no longer edible but sometimes was still eaten anyway. A small child stood in the distance, intense light blue eyes and a big quirky smile across his little face, he stared over to Pirate's Cove. On his right hand was a fake hook just like Foxy the Pirate's, he wore a red beanie, red shirt with black pants. He looked around 10 years old but rather tall for his own age, his brightly coloured clothes caught people's attention but he didn't care. Standing besides Pirate's Cove was a man in a purple night guard uniform, the small child skipped, partly running, towards the man

'HEY MISTER -!'

High pitched shriek came out of the little boy's mouth, he was missing a front tooth which made him sound strange. Yet somehow, his last word was silence or was it that he just couldn't hear them? The man turned his face slowly towards the child, his eyes glared at kid, his body giving sudden twitches as he bent down. His hair was long but tied back, the colour was rather odd, it seemed like a slight purple. A gruff low voice with a soft kind tone came from the man

'Oh... Hello there little Mikey~'

Mike cocked his head to one side, little blue eyes looked up in confusion

'Um, Mister -... Are you... Okay? You don't seem... That well...'

Mike gave a worried glance towards the man, he shook the plastic hook to pointing at his eyes but again the name slipped away unheard. It was odd, the man's eyes looked glassy, lifeless, blank as if he was an empty shell yet, the eyes seemed to still have the purpleish look but with a inhuman glow.

'No no, I'm fine Mikey'

Playfully, he smiled placing his hand on the kid's beanie then pushing down to make it cover over his eyes. The movements were precise strangely, more robotic than usual.

'Hey, you know something Mikey? Foxy has been a little down, why don't you go a give him a big old hug to get him back on deck?'

The kid sprang back to life amused with the offer. He looked up slightly nudging the man's hand off so he could see

'Aye Captain -!'

He spurred out in excitement but something kept nudging at him, there was still silence.

'Now, I want you to wait here'

The man patted the child's head, he headed away towards a dark corridor that lead to a room labeled "MECHANICAL FUNCTION". Mike felt a throbbing sensation throughout his body, it started to overwhelmed him but he stood patiently. Right on time, music began to play as Foxy's hook swished open the curtain, a crackling sound was followed by pirate laughter

'Yar har har har! Well if it isn't my first mate! How you doing my young lad?'

The fox pirate swayed his hook around, motioning gestures towards Mikey

'Im doing great Captain Foxy!'

Eagerly, Mike began to walk closer to Foxy, it stood on a brown wooden stage which wasn't that high, just a step up from the floor. Foxy began to twitch, his voice became distorted with out of tune cries, its movements more controlled

'- told me you have been down today Foxy! I want to help!'

He squeaked as the throbbing in his head became harsher, lips moved but still not a sound

'Yar! What a good mate you are! O-O-Old Foxy could u-use a h-hug!'

Static lingered in Foxy's voice, it wasn't as natural anymore, more robotic. His mouth gave way to clicking metal, grinding metallic parts in its jaw cried. It never occurred to Mike how on earth Foxy knew he was going to hug him but it didn't matter at the time. A loud clank ringed as a spring lock became trapped in Foxy's jaw, its head kept jolting quick twitches

'C-Come here to Captain F-F-Foxy!'

The innocent child hadn't realised what was happening to Foxy, he was too blinded by his own joy, he stepped up on the stage looking up to Foxy. The thought of - flashed through his mind but he couldn't remember his name. The thought faded abruptly replaced by loud clanks

'Yar h-har!'

Grinding gears rang out, another spring lock was stuck. Foxy's jaw became completely misconfigured, it became hinged, hanging loosely. Naive to everything, he stepped closer, the Fox leaned forward...

Snap! Crack! Click! Clank!

'AAAAAHHHH!'

A women's scream froze the pizzeria in terror, her hands covering her face, people from all around looked to see what had happened.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

A puddle that looked like strawberry ice cream formed at the kid's feet

'M-Mikey?!'

—-—

Mike lay in bed staring at the roof, he moved sideways to suddenly fall tumbling to the ground with a loud thump. He exhaled heavily

'Classic, nice one Mike, fucking nice one...'

The man tried to stead himself enough to stand yet began to fall backwards on to his bed. He rubbed his head, the scars were still there. The man in purple lingered in his mind

'Urgh... U-uh? Him again... That shit... Argh Fuck!'

Mike rubbed his sweaty face, he felt his body shaking slightly but just ignored the sensation.

'Maybe I'm going insane, I'm seeing ghost! But that man... Where do I know him from?'

A dream of his own past, the day that haunted him, the bite of 87. Mike hated to linger on the past but lately, he had been having dreams about that strange purple man which was irritating him. To the man, it felt like an eternity ago when he would go visit the pizzeria everyday to see his friends, his family. Jeremy, Fritz, Scott, they were all part of Mike's REAL family, even some of the animatronics, to him anyway. There was someone missing in his family and he knew that, after the bite he lost a part of his frontal lobe, a part of his family that he couldn't even remember anymore.

Mike's room was of a decent size, a double size bed, table on the left with an old fashioned light, a closet in front of the bed and a window to the left closed off by the curtains. He began to walk out the door to the kitchen area, the living room was large with a TV that he had gotten from an old friend of his, it was still brand new and Mike still didn't get why his friend sent it in the first place. The house was two storeys high and way too large for one person, his parents had abandoned the house for him to finishing paying a long time ago. When his parents had heard about the bite, they were angered at Mike so left him all those years man glared down at the papers on the kitchen bench, he ushered swears under his breath

'Damn water bill! What the hell am I suppose to do?!'

He scrunched the paper throwing it across the room, his parents had left to another country and left him abandoned with the house for him to finish paying. Before he could do anything else, his cellphone began to ring

Fuck this shit I'm out!

'What?! Who the fucking hell would call this early?!'

He rushed across the room scooping his phone off the floor, the number calling was private. Mike took ahold of himself and spoke

'Ehm. Hello?'

A strange nervous voice broke out

'Um hello? Hello hello?'

'Hi?'

The man raised his brow in confusion

'A-ah hey! Um... Are you M-Mike Schmidt? I'm sorry if I miss pronounced your name, I er... (clears throat) just didn't get much sleep, I've been sick so sorry about my croaky voice, just a little wobbly'

'Yep, that's me, you said my name right so no worries'

The voice was croaked, gruff and nervous but Mike could tell the man was trying to keep it steady

'Well... Y-You might be wondering why Im calling!'

Mike snickered

'Ofcourse I am'

'I-I have called to confirm that you have been assigned the night guard spot at The Freddy Fazebear Pizza! Um, the boss wants to talk to you so, (coughs slightly) it would be appreciated if you could come right away. I understand its rather early b-but the boss kept insisting...'

The man trailed off mumbling, Mike stood frozen in shock, he had been desperate for this job, for ANY job, he needed the money.

'H-Hello? Mike? Are you still there? Hello hello?'

The other man grew worried, Mike snapped out of his trance and spoke

'Yes! Im here! Ill be there right away!'

'O-oh, okay then! The boss will be waiting for you at the entrance of the Pizzeria, I-I hope everything goes alright. Good luck'

'Thanks'

Click. It was all so sudden that he never realised, he had forgotten to ask for the man's name, a sense of guilt cloaked him. Without second thought, Mike began to change his clothes while grabbing a sandwich to eat along the way, tumbling out the door he turned to lock it then ran to his car. It was only about a 10 minute drive for him to reach the Pizzeria, he took a while to park alongside the restaurant. Mike flipped the car door open and stumped to the front doors, there it was, his childhood place of happiness and dread, Freddy's. It hadn't changed at all, the sign still hanged with the same prideful stance, the doors welcoming you inside but now, to Mike, they were the doors to a better life or shitter one. He approached the doors, they slid open releasing the screams of little children. A man stood next to a table in a black suite, black pants, glossy shoes and a newly bought tie. Children scattered around like rats, the animatronics stood on stage behind the man, they were singing their old pre recorded songs. Freddy Fazebear's Pizza was a well known pizzeria for its animatronic animals, they were loved by children and became popular very quickly. Its well known name came from Fredbear's Family Dinner that had been created by Henry Stewartson and William Afton, together as a team they also created the well known Freddy Fazebear's Pizza. Even though everything was successful, the family dinner was shut down for unknown reasons and then when Freddy's was opened up, it backlashed when children began to disappearances and an accidental death occurred. It took only a couple of years for a new location to be opened up. When Mike got bitten in 1987, it took the pizzeria a long time to recover, after about 5 years they finally had managed to get the business started. The boss who Mike was about to meet was the man who took over the pizzeria, he managed to get it back on its feet after 2 years of running it. Mike froze, it had been 17 years since he had been here but this time it wasn't to mess around, he was here for a job, Mike snapped back into reality

'Ccrrraaaapppppp! Is this even proper enough?!'

Baffled he looked down at his clothes analysing it carefully. Before he knew it, the suited man stood in front of him glaring, the stranger cleared his throat

'And you must be?'

'Y-Y-Yes sir! I-I mean Mike Schmidt, Sir!'

A cold shiver went down his spine as the tall man stood confronting him. The man saw his discomfort so attempted to aid him, he patted the young lad on the back a few times

'Mike Schmidt... Heh... Looks like a good fella... Shit'

Bitting his lips in discomfort, he looked at the new employee, so young, so naive

'Maybe it won't be so bad... Welcome to the family Mike! Here at Freddy's, every employee is part of our family. Come come! Don't be so scared! I want you to meet the characters for yourself Mike, they are a special part of this Pizzeria as you can imagine. Oh right, before I forget, my name is Richard and please, don't call me Sir.'

Richard gave Mike a firm stare, he could feel his life source being drained from his body. The older man looked to be 45 almost double the age of Mike. The tall man had dark brown hair, his eyes golden, shining with life, glittery and warm. The man's smile was welcoming, bold and seemed a little too childish for an adult, his voice was bold and firm

'If anything, call me Boss!'

He gave a hefty laugh then smacked Mike abruptly on the back again, Mike nearly fell face first but managed to keep his balance. For a second he spaced out glancing into the distance, he saw a man who looked just a little older than him, he stood alone partly shivering in the corner of the main performance stage. They wore a bright purple uniform with a hat labeled "Night Guard". Light brown hair partly covered the man's eyes, they were also brown but not the usual type, it had an odd grey tinge to it. Mike couldn't tear his gaze from the man, a part of him was nudging him to walk over there, something about that man was too familiar to him. A large trolley filled with boxes swooshed past Mike, the light brown haired man was gone.

'Maybe I really am dreaming...'

'Mike! Come! We don't have all day you know?'

Boss stood a few meters away, baffled, the younger male cleared his throat

'Ehem, sorry... Didn't get much sleep last night'

Mike rubbed his neck embarrassed of himself, Boss smiled at him vacantly. How could he truly smile at Mike? How could he smile when he knew exactly what he was doing?

'That's fine kiddo, come on, lets get a move on'

'Yes s- I mean Boss!'

Mike staggered

'HAHA! Your a funny chap aren't ya?'

Boss gave an honest smile as they stood in front of the stage. A large brown bear stood out from the other two animatronics, it had a little black hat and bowtie, it held a microphone and had blue eyes gazing upon the children

'Freddy, same as always with your over enthusiasm'

Boss pointed at Freddy, he chuckled

'He is the boss of the team you know? That's Freddy Fazebear, he always seems to have control over everything and is the face of this pizzeria. Children love him! He is quite a crowd favourite AND we have added some new songs to his playlist!'

Mike raised a brow

'Oh really? At least Freddy and the gang won't have to sing the same song for eternity. If I had to hear the same fucking song after all these years I would cut my veins.'

Boss smirked, he pointed to back stage left where a big purple rabbit stood with a red guitar, its eyes were also red but they weren't frightening, they had a gentleness about them. For now.

'Thats Bonnie the Rabbit, as you can see he loves to play the guitar, heh. He tends to break out into a solo so often, children are always doing air guitars by that point'

'He is? I thought he was a hare. I bet he would have done some amazing hare guitar solos'

Mike couldn't hold back his laughter, it contaminated the Boss who howled and slapped his knee, he placed an arm around his new employee

'Hah! I like your style Mike Schmidt! Well and last but not least-'

Their gaze averted to the yellow chicken who many mistook for a duck on the right back stage. It held a pink creepy cupcake with big demonic eyes, it looked to be waiting for a child to get close enough to eat them up. The chicken had a bib saying "Lets Eat!", its purple eyes were most welcoming which appeased to the children.

'Thats Chica the Chicken, don't mistake her for a duck now. She can be very pecky with the cupcake she carries, I swear if you try to take that cupcake away from her, it will be a chicastrophy'

Boss gave a toothy grin with his arms in the air for a dramatic finishing pose. Mike smirked bitting his bottom lip but it wasn't enough to hold the monstrous laughter inside. He managed to barely speak with Boss uncontrollably laughing along with him

'Your the best Boss EVER!'

Mike snickered

'HAH! Welcome to FREDDY'S kid! We can all be who we are here, no hard feelings'

For once in his life, Mike honestly smiled after so many years, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmingly happy. Maybe his life really was changing for the best, maybe everything was finally going to work out. The man couldn't help but ponder about a big red fox with one eye, one hook and a goofy smile

'Um Boss… You wouldn't mind answering a question would you?'

'Throw out there Mike! Whats your question?'

'Well…'

Hesitating, he continued

'Its about… Foxy… What happened to him?'

Boss's smile faded as he cringed to the question

'Erm yeah Foxy… He's actually still here in Pirate's Cove but it has been out of order since well… The incident in 1987… We… Try not to dawn on the past'

Boss turned away feeling uncomfortable, the new employee knew it was a risk but pushed farther

'S-So Foxy hasn't been active since then? Is he still h-here?'

Curiosity wavered in Mike's voice. The other man flinched, he slowly cocked his head, averting his eyes to look into his employee's eyes. He narrowed his gaze then spoke firmly

'Why are you so interested in Foxy, Mike Schmidt?'

Mike clenched his teeth, how was he supposed to answer that without giving away the truth? He couldn't just tell his Boss that he was the victim of 87, it was too much information that he wasn't willing to hand out so easily.

'A-actually its because I used to come here when I was a little kid, I loved Foxy so I would always be at Pirates Cove, he was my favourite. I was just hoping to be able to say hi to the captain for the last time since I never got to. Will he even fall for this bullshit?! I was just hoping you would let an old childhood memory have a good ending.'

The Boss's gaze softened, his smile slowly returned

'Well, Foxy is still in Pirate's Cove, he was completely shut down and I only got to see him once, I never went back in there after that. The place has been locked off… (sigh) Just, follow me Mike'

Mike nodded, he could tell Boss was still uncomfortable about the whole thing so decided to stay silent and not speak. Boss lead Mike to Pirate's Cove, a large door had a "STAY OUT" sign stuck on it, Boss unlocked the door then pushed until it open. It had been unchanged since the incident, tables, chairs, party hats and all were in the same place. The purple curtains were closed now, the stars didn't shine in the dim cold room, it was so lifeless, so empty. A wooden sign stood in front of the cove on stage, it read "Out of order". Under it was a barely seeable odd coloured stain on the wooden stage, blood, his blood. Mike cringed, he bit his bottom lip as blood dripped slowly down his mouth. Boss stood silently, reluctant to speak but forced himself to anyway

'(Clears throat) So, Captain Foxy isn't in his best state right now… He's crippled up, broken, blood wrenched a little withered away… Lets get out of here'

Mike gave a broken smile

'Yeah… Sure Boss… Thanks for this, I do appreciate it'

He genuinely smiled at Boss who tried his best to keep a straight face, Mike knew something was off about Boss, why on earth would anyone let an employee, especially a new employee, into a place where many could say, a murder occurred. While Boss was busy looking outside, Mike quickly dashed towards the stage and pushed the curtains aside. There he was, Foxy. Foxy lay limb while leaning on the wall, his head down, eyes lifeless, nothing about the captain seemed alive, he looked just dead. He whispered softly before sprinting next to Boss

'Hey there Cap'tin Foxy, ye ready for another adventure?'

—-—

'Foxy! Foxy!'

Mikey yelled over dramatically, he ran as fast as his little legs could carry him across the pizzeria to Pirate's Cove. Foxy smirked in seeing his fist mate approaching

'How ye doing Mikey?'

Mike tripped on the edge of the stage, Foxy put his hook arm out catching him

'Ye better be more careful Mikey, yer never know when de landlubbers could see me mov'in a little too much'

'O-h right! I'm sorry Cap'in Foxy…'

The kid looked towards the ground like a hurt puppy, Foxy quickly took Mike into his arms, he gently squeezed him in an embracing hug

'Don't worry ye little mind Lad, Cap'tin Foxy will make de landlubbers walk de blank! Yar, I've got one good eye for a reason Mikey, and de reason is to be'cause I, Cap'tin Foxy am de Cap'tin!'

The child looked at Foxy confused

'Um… I didn't really understand what you said Cap'tin but I'll take yer word for it!'

He winked and placed his hook over one eye

'Yar!'

'Yarharhar, we will sail de seven seas upon this majestic ship, let us go Mikey!'

They lifted their hooks into the air with one last cry

'YAR!'

—-—

Mike leaned forward to see Boss's face who was staring outside at the children scurrying around, his voice broke out

'You know something, Mike? There's a reason I'v kept this pizzeria alive even after the Bite Of 87… Just look at the children, their families, they are all so happy here, Freddy's is about making everyone feel happy and I want that to always be the goal of my Pizzeria. I don't know how, why the bite of 87 even occurred… Foxy was out of order when I came here to take over the buisness, so I'm sorry, I can't give you much information on what happened back then.'

Mike exhaled, his chest was aching from how hard his heart was beating, his throat felt dry, his stomach was twisted like liquorish. He hadn't realised till then how frightened he was about Boss knowing about the bite, he was just thankful he knew nothing at all. Mike allowed himself to calm down for a moment before speaking

'I'm sorry for making you so uncomfortable Boss, I-I promise I won't tell anyone about this or the bite, I'll keep silent, thanks for giving me a chance to come here one last time, Boss'

Mike tried to keep his cool, his smile was forced but it was the least he could do to make the situation less awkward. Together, they exited Pirate's Cove, Boss glared back then surprisingly came back to his originally happy mood

'Well I'm glad thats all over! So, Mike, let me take you to the office now, I will give you your uniform and teach you how to run everything. Let's forget about Foxy he will be back tonight anyway, all I can hope is that he doesn't show his ugly snout… Eh… Who am I kidding, at least the kid got to say hello to his old friend, tonight, he will be saying goodbye… okay?

Boss's smile faded for a glimpse of a second, Mike nodded in quick agreement. Heading down, they entered a small room with two heavy steel doors, there were two glass windows, one on each side wall. Boss lead Mike in, he pointed towards a swivel chair and nudged Mike to sit on it. The room was filled with posters, a large table was cramped with useless junk on it, a fucked up fan on the left caught Mike's eye, he glared at it, creepy shit. A cupcake which seemed to look a lot like Chica's one was sitting on the right side of the table, its eyes glaring at Mike, he decided not to make any eye contact. A large tablet stood out above all on the table, its screen was black, it was off obviously. Boss took ahold of it, switching it on, it gave a strange screech sound, Mike jumped back on the chair surprised.

'That thing works?'

Mike looked startled, Boss snickered

'Yes it does, I don't make customers pay an entree fee for no reason you know'

Mike blinked a couple of times before regaining consciousness from the sudden shock

'Oh yeah haha'

Rubbing his arm embarrassed, Mike watched Boss flick through the cameras and listened carefully to all the explanation of how to turn on the power, use the tablet, use the doors and all.

'You got that, Mike?'

He smiled proudly with his head up high, Mike blurted out most dramatically

'Yes Boss!'

Like a soldier he stood up straight, Boss gave a hearty laugh. He reached out behind him to a file cabinet were he took out a purple night guard uniform with a hat. He held it out to his new employee

'Here, now you are a true member of the family, Mike Schmidt'

Mike was never the type to go around hugging people, especially ones he had just met but he couldn't help it, he felt overjoyed. Boss fell back startled by Mike wrapping his arms around him, streaming tears went down Mike's cheeks, he had his big goofy smile back. The night guard barely managed to speak

'T-Thank you so much Boss!'

Boss smiled down at his employee, he wrapped his arms around him too and gently patted his back

'Don't thank me, Mike, thank you for joining the family'

After a few more moments of Mike shedding tears and having an emotional break down in front of his Boss, he let go and they said their farewells.

'Oh Mike, the lights will go out for an instant, just a couple of minutes before your shift starts later on tonight. I'll see you then, farewell.'

'Bye Boss!'

Mike quickly changed into his night guard uniform, purple, a lot of fucking purple was pretty much all he could see. It was perfect for him, somehow, even though they never asked for his size the uniform had fitted so perfectly. Mike fell back onto the swivel seat after a moment of considering what to do while waiting for his shift. Before he knew it, he fell asleep, slowly, the world around him vanished just like his life had all those years ago

—-—

'Mike? Mike can you hear me?'

The voice was unfamiliar, soft, gentle, too sweet to be his mother's voice. Beep, beep beep. Mike was roused by the annoying sound coming from the over sized machine next to his bed. He shuffled uncomfortably

'Whats going on? Eh? What's what that machine? Why is my bed so low? Wait! WHAT?!'

Mike straightened himself rather quickly, his head throbbed, from the corner of his eye he could see a women next to his bed

'Oww….'

The lady leaned close to him, green eyes, golden hair

'It's okay Mikey, you will be fine, just try not to move too much and just lay back down'

That voice, it was the one from before, he knew it was. Then it dawned on him, a large machine, a strange bed in a tiny room, he was in the hospital

'M-m, um madam, w-w-why am I here?'

Sorrow was clearly visible on her face, she tried to look away, she just didn't know how to explain anything of what happened.

'You see, ah… When you were back at Freddy's, Foxy had bitten you a-

She was stopped by Mike's sudden erratical behaviour as he glared at the nurse

'Foxy would NEVER bite me! Foxy is my FAMILY!'

Mike snared at the nurse, terrified, she bent back then hurried out the room. It was a small room, one bed, a large machine on the left which seemed to be pumping fluid into his body, a heart rate machine and a overly too big TV in front of the bed. A man walked though the door, he stood beside Mike's bed looking down at the wounded child.

'Mike? Thats your name right?'

He nodded silently

'Look, kid, we get that this is all very sudden but we would appreciate if you would be more willing to co operate with us'

The doctor tried to ease the mood, Mike didn't give a shit really, all he wanted was to get the hell out. He began to glare at the doctor, the man flinched for a second but stood his ground. The doctor was wearing all white, he looked like an angel sent from hell, maybe he was Lucifer. His hair was curly, dark and frizzy while his eyes were devilish, to Mike anyway.

'Ah… Kid, I know this will be a little hard to accept so suddenly but, ehem (coughs into fist) your parents haven't come yet, they don't seem to want to come…'

He gave a depressive sigh, Mike on the other hand

'Okay. I never expected them to come anyway. Could you just please fucking tell me why the hell my head hurts so much?! Why the hell I'm even here?!'

The doctor blinked blankly staring at the kid, he was too dazzled by his colourful language to answer him right away. He cleared his throat and gave a firm stare

'Look kid, don't you dare go using that kind of a language here, you should have more respect f-'

'Respect?!'

Mike spurted

'I never got any fucking respect from my own shit parents and you expect me to sit around here like a goody kiddo and just be polite to shits like you?! My parents don't give two shits about me, they never will and they never did! I bet they must be cursing me right now for even being fucking alive for fuck sake! So cut it with all the sweet pet talk and tell me what happened to me!'

The doctor frowned, no more sugar coating

'You lost your frontal lobe. A huge chunk of it anyway. The animatronic called Foxy from Freddy Fazebear's Pizza managed to get ahold of it and ripped it out in other words. It didn't literally rip out your frontal lobe but did enough damage to completely detach it from the rest of your brain if you rude shit had one.'

Mike was unfazed by the reveal

'So I will just have to live without a frontal lobe?… Heh… It wasn't as if my life could get anymore shit… Foxy… How could you do this to me?! How?!'

Clenching his hands into a fist, he slammed down on the bed, warm water escaped his eyes slowly gliding down onto the bed were they gathered up to create a pond. The doctor couldn't stand to look anymore so began to leave. Mike's head throbbed harder, he could swear he heard a voice speak to him, it was filled with a static sound like a broken tv

'I'm sorry…'

Mike felt cold, his body was an icicle, he looked towards the machine suddenly falling unconscious, unaware of his surroundings, the doctor ran towards him. All he remember was the terrified scream…

'MIKE!'

—-—

'Mike! MIKE!'

Mike could feel his body being shaken, a familiar voice rousted him from his slumber. Boss stood in front of him

'Boss? Ah… What time is it?…'

Boss leant back, with dramatic exaggeration he pulled back his long sleeve to gaze down at the watch he wore

'It's 10 minutes before your shift, so, 11:50pm'

Mike's eyes widened

'WHAT?! Oh s-goozes! I-I will get ready!'

The other man laughed then placed a hand on Mike's shoulder

'You'll do fine, I will see you tomorrow if your not dead Mike'

'Y-Yeah, see you Boss!'

He disappeared through the door, Mike was all alone in the Pizzeria yet he didn't feel alone, something told him he wasn't alone. Boss locked the front doors then walked towards his car, he opened up the door and sat stiffly looking into the side mirror.

'What have you done?'

He glared at the time, 11:58pm

'He's going to die… He won't make it… He… He… Urgh!'

He smacked his fist down on the steering wheel, he placed his face into his hands crying gently

'Mike… I'm so so so fucking sorry… Please… Forgive me… I'm just another monster… Ain't I?…'

11:59pm

The lights were out, Mike sat in darkness staring at the monitor, the silence was killing him, it was too much to handle. His fingers tapped Foxy's pirate song's rhythm

12:00am

With a loud clank and buzz the room came alit, the demonic fan began to scream, Mike stared at it for an instant, he could swear the fan was the most fucked up shit he had ever seen, it was the one thing that gave him the creeps somehow. The cupcake still sat staring at him, he leaned forward and turned it the other way, it's gaze was annoying, not spooky, just plain annoying. A phone began to ring, Mike jumped slightly startled,

'Don't tell me this place is fucking haunted…'

He looked over to see an old phone, it had a light flashing light green, he suspected it was receiving the call so picked it up but nothing. He raised a brow as it continued to ring when a voice finally broke out

'Hello? Hello hello?

'Hi'

The voice continued to speak as if it didn't hear him, Mike suspected it must have been a recording.

'I actually worked in that office before you'

Thump, Mike cocked his head to the left, he gazed towards the doors. With a hefty push and a loud thunk he reached the door, his hand went straight for the light. Do you know that one moment you wish you had never turned the light on, well that was the moment for Mike. Behind the door stood a large purple rabbit, its eyes no longer sweet, more blood thirsty, demonic, lifeless and purely just the most fucked up weird eyes that you could ever imagine.

'AH SHIT!'