Disclaimer: I do not own "Five Nights at Freddy's" or its characters.

[A/N - Hello everyone! Back to the main plotline for us. As usual, beware of seemingly unimportant details from previous installments turning out to be significant.]

"What – the hell – happened – here?!"

Lawrence was close to erupting, rubbing his eyes firmly. It had been quite some time since he felt the urge to murder someone this strongly. He was seeing red now. If those two fucking idiots showed up now to his face, God knows what would happen…

The young janitor that stood next to the manager seemed undisturbed by the man's overwhelming aura of killing intent. In fact, she looked quite bored and stoic, blinking calmly.

"I am no expert, but if I had to give my professional opinion, I'd say someone tampered with the robot's AI," Mira stated, matter-of-factly.

Lawrence let out a growl of frustration. "I can see that!" he snapped, making the trembling technician in front of them quiver even more. "Their AIs are set to the maximum, what the hell were those two morons thinking…?!"

"As idiotic as they may be, I doubt that they would willingly crank the robots' AI to the maximum," Mira stated, her calmness and serenity contrasting with the man's boiling anger in an almost comical manner. "Something must have gone wrong…"

"Yes, in their brains."

"… and instead of their AI being set to the minimum, it was set to maximum," Mira continued, ignoring Lawrence's interruption entirely. "It must have been their doing."

The manager grumbled something, but instead of fuming over the night guards' stupidity he instead chose to turn away from the robots so he would not succumb to the temptation of tearing them to pieces.

"Sometimes I wonder if it's really worth it to keep this place open," he muttered to himself, though Mira could hear him. "I get nothing but headaches and money coming out of pocket…"

Mira turned to follow him. "You are doing the right thing. If this pizzeria closes down, no rest will come to the souls of those who deserve it," she declared in her whispered voice. "It will only make their pain last longer."

"Yeah, yeah, I know…" Lawrence held the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down. He should not get this angry so early in the morning…

"Are they going to be punished? Mike and Fritz, I mean?" the janitor wanted to know, her voice not showing any hint of concern as to the fate of the two night guards.

The man's eyes narrowed. "I can't fire them, and they're already getting minimum wage, so no…" he grunted, though it was obvious he was not going to forget about this mishap that easily.

Mira blinked. "It will get better, Mr. Richards," she said. "The truth is almost out. Soon everything will go back to how it was in the beginning."

"You mean before it all went to hell," Lawrence spat. "Who would have thought that I, of all people, would be managing this place…" He looked around at the dark faded walls of the pizzeria, lost in painful memories of a time he preferred would be left buried in the depths of his mind forever. "The place that took away so much…"

He looked at Mira, who was staring at him with her piercing blue eyes.

"I promise you," she started. "You will see them again. It all depends on you."

Lawrence sighed. "Yeah… one day… If things get better, who knows…?"

Mira seemed to decide the conversation had lasted long enough and stepped towards the dining hall to rearrange some tables. For some reason the animatronics had messed around with it during the night.

The manager watched for a while. He felt a light breeze go through his hair, almost caressing it. A gentle caress, which he recognized all too well, and still made his heart ache. He could almost hear her comfort him…

"Tomorrow is another day…"

[A/N - So it turns out there is more to the manager than meets the eye :3]