A/N Before we start this off - I would like to say that whilst I have written some fan fictions before, this will be the biggest one. Also the first on my Fanfiction account. Without furtherado I present to you: A week later!

A week ago, Mike thought this would be an easy job. A week ago he thought that $120 a week for sitting in a childrens pizzaria is easy. He should have known that it wouldn't be that easy. Especially getting hired on the spot. Yet he didn't and now here he is. The first day of the second week. His attempts at tampering with them to make them less agressive failed; how naive of him to think that '20' meant passive. Mike quickly changed that back at the end of the night.

Freddy was in the Corner, Chica in the Kitchen, Bonnie in the broom closet and foxy in the...

Mike cursed as he saw foxy running down Cam 2B before shutting the door just in time before the fox got to him. As he thanked his luck for realising in time; he realised his fatal mistake. Freddy was still in the Corner.

"No, where have you gone?!" Mike cried outloud, to himself. He lowered the tablet to shut the door, when Freddy jumped up and grabbed him by the hair out of the door. Out he went towards certain death, out he went towards the backstage. That is until the animatronic stopped. Freddy just stopped moving, Mike didn't know why but he took it as his chance to run. Run right back into his office until he realised that the left door had been shut the whole time. He then looked at the power meter on the tablet go from 10% to 9% in only a couple of seconds. Mike pressed the door button but it wasn't working, no matter how hard he pushed it, it would not budge.

Power out. Game's over. Time's up.

However, for once the Toreador March didn't play and surprisingly, the generator came back on - With only 25% power left but it was back. Mike didn't know how, but he didn't really care either. Checking backstage, Mike saw freddy staring at an animatronic suit covered in... blood? Mike then chucked the tablet to the side and tried to shut the left door as he heard a low whine in his left ear.

CLICK

"Wait... WHAT?" Mike yelled "AGAIN?" Mike was grabbed by Bonnie as Bonnie pulled Mike towards backstage, where Freddy looked at Mike in horror. In Freddy's hand was a picture of Mike, a picture of Mike when he was 8. A picture of Mike before his family left, before his life fell to pieces, before he worked here.

"I-I'm Human! Human! I-I'm made out of f-flesh! R-real flesh!" Mike screamed, desperately trying to escape from his capturer. Freddy looked at Bonnie and shook his head, with Bonnie quickly dropping Mike. However, the door was still locked. Mike had never been caught before - but for some reason they didn't want to kill him like the guy on the phone... The guy he saw in the suit on the cameras was the guy on the phone... They had killed him and now he was in his final resting place. Mike ran into the corner and started to panic as Freddy and Bonnie looked at him with a face of confusion - What could they be confused about? Mike thought to himself, Unless they know I'm not an endoskeleton anymore - But they're not sentient? Mike's thoughts were going back and forth in his mind, unsure of what to think he shouted "NO! WHY ARE YOU NOT KILLING ME? YOU'RE NOT SENTIENT, YOU'RE A ROBOT WITH AI! WHY HAVE YOU SUDDENLY STOPPED TRYING?" Mike shouted with ragged breaths. "IF YOU WON'T END ME, I WILL!"

Mike picked up a head from backstage, life had gotten to him, and what better way to end it than to stuff himself - the thing he's been trying to avoid and not only that but it wouldn't be classed as suicide as the owner would assume it was the animatronics who stuffed him. It was flawless, foolproof! Mike started pushing the head over his face, blood starting to seep from his forehead before he felt something odd. Behind him was Bonnie trying to get the mask off his face. After ripping the head off of Mike, Bonnie chucked it to the ground before saying one thing:

"It'S nIcE tO SeE Yo-U Ag-aGaInn, MiChaEL..." "VeRyy N-NiCe InDEeD..."