So here we have the second chapter. You will probably get the next one in a week.

The first thing Mike heard when he regained consciousness were two voices he could not place. They sounded vaguely like robotic children, or maybe teens, and were fighting... over a can of water?

"Come on, you get the can. You with your big sharp teeth will only frighten him when he wakes up."

"Well, lad, your face isn't really pleasing to look at either. You go and get the water."

"Guy, chill out. From what I remember the water isn't too important. I'll go and get it. Harry, make sure these two idiots don't scare the guy too much. We don't want him to faint again."

"Ok Bonnie. You heard him, Chica, Foxy. No scaring the man in the corner. Can we go and finish the game now?"

"Alright, lad."

It took all Mike had not to flinch when he heard the names of the animatronics who were clearly in the room. Not trying to kill him. And they were speaking! Since when could they speak? Mike was sure the manager had said that the animatronics could not speak, some of them could sing prerecorded songs but that was it!

"Guys, when will Freddy come back?"

"Don't know, lad. He said he wanted to get some more pizza for our guest."

"What if he doesn't like pizza?"

"WHAT? HOW CAN SOMEBODY NOT LIKE PIZZA?" Chica's exclamation of incredulity brought a snort of laughter out of Mike. He stiffened immediately after that when he heard the boy's - Harry's - voice. "Guys! He's awake!"

He could hear the footsteps of the heavy animatronics stop beside him and cautiously opened his eyes. Harry was kneeling beside him, a few steps behind him were Chica and Foxy, both trying to look as harmless as possible. He looked back at Harry who had one of the biggest smiles Mike had ever seen on his face.

"Hey! How are you feeling? What's your name? Do you faint often?"

"Uh..."

"Lad, back up a bit. You are pretty much on top of him."

"Oh, sorry." The boy shuffled back. Mike could see Chica snickering into her hand, wing, whatever and somehow Foxy looked like he was smiling. How can someone with no facial expressions smile? Foxy could only open his mouth! There was nothing to smile with!

"So, how are you feeling? And what's your name?" The boy asked again when he stopped moving.

"I'm Mike. And..um..I'm good. I think. Just really confused right now. Since when can the animatronics talk?"

"They started a few hours ago. A bit after they came here."

"Do you have any idea why?"

"Nope!" Cue another really big smile.

"Ok...?"

The door behind the animatronics opened and Bonnie entered the room, carrying a can of water. When he saw them all in the corner he moved to join them.

"I see our guest is awake. Do we still need the water?"

"Some water.. would be nice..." Mike rasped when he realized just how dry his throat was. Harry jumped up, took the can from Bonnie and almost threw it onto Mike.

"Here."

"Thanks."

The next few minutes were spent in silence until an unexpected question was thrown into the room by Chica.

"You are not going to hurt Harry, right? You weren't trying to kill him when you pulled him into the office?"

Mike sputtered. "What? Of course not! I thought you were going kill him and stuff him into a suit! That's at least what the phone guy said."

"Phone guy? Who are you talking about?"

"Stuff someone into a suit? Lad, why would we do that?"

Chica was clearly confused while Foxy seemed to be appalled at the idea of stuffing humans into the suits. Bonnie looked rather taken aback as well.

"The phone guy is someone from the staff who called me every night shortly after midnight to warn me about you. But...yesterday...he said he wouldn't call again and I'm pretty sure he is dead now, from what I could hear. Sounded a lot like it was one of you."

Chica scratched her head. "Yesterday? I'm pretty sure you and Harry have been the only humans in the building the last few nights. And the only one we were trying to kill was you because you were a danger to Harry. Or, at least we believed you were."

"A danger to Harry?"

"We don't trust adults. Not after what they have done to us." A new voice joined the conversation. Freddy was standing in the door, a few more boxes of pizza under his arm.

"What they have done to you?"

"Yes." Mike shuddered at the simple yet somehow oppressing answer. Freddy set the pizza down on the floor between Harry and Mike and went to join the other animatronics on the floor behind Harry.

"What do you know about us? The animatronics."

Harry looked really startled when the bear animatronic asked this, Mike noted. Clearly, whatever they were going to talk about was not something Harry liked.

"Not much. I know that you originally came from a different place which had only you four. Then there was the second one in which they traded you for more toy-like versions but still kept you. And then the Bite of '87 happened and the toys were scrapped and you were repaired and put into this pizza joint."

"So you don't know why the first place was closed?"

"Um..nope."

Harry stood up and crawled into Foxy's lap who immediately put his arms around the small boy, careful not to hurt him with his hook.

"Great. So I have to start from the very beginning." Freddy sighed. "It all started when a small boy got kidnapped from a birthday party at our first location. I can't even remember the name of it... The boy was killed near the building and his body was never found. His spirit however, was so full of rage, sadness and overwhelming despair that it latched onto the next best body it could: the body of a puppet used for special performances.

The boy now just named the Puppet watched as 4 of his friends from the party returned for their own parties, full of hope that their missing friend was going to reappear when they searched for him. First the single girl of the group and the youngest boy disappeared, the next day it was the other two boys. All of them had been lured into a backroom by a staff member in a golden Freddy costume who made sure they couldn't escape and killed them on the third day, shortly before Puppet found them."

A soft whimper pulled all of them out of the horrible story. Harry looked like he was trying to disappear in Foxy's arms, shivering and softly crying. Foxy stood up, Harry still in his arms, and turned to Freddy who looked apologetic at the small boy. "I think Harry doesn't want to hear it again. If you need us, we will be in the kitchen.."

"Ok. Thanks, Foxy."

The two left the almost silent room and Freddy carefully closed the door. "Dammit. How could I forget he was listening..." Mike looked up at Freddy.

"He knows the whole story?"

"Yes." It was Chica who answered, her voice empty of all cheer. "Freddy lost his temper when Harry insisted that not all adults are bad. But even after he heard it he was sure that you weren't a bad man. So we decided to give you a chance."

Bonnie gave a humorless snicker. "He was right."

Mike was almost scared to ask but he had to know. Had to know what the animatronics were trying to tell him. And from what he understood, he was not going to like it.

"What happened after Puppet found them?"

Freddy sat down again, hitting the ground without any grace, almost as if his legs had been unable to carry him.

"Puppet went almost mad with grief. The murderer had already left and his best friends were dead before him, lost to him, leaving him behind. Not knowing what it would do Puppet took each child and stuffed their bodies into the suit of an animatronic, hoping that is would save his friends. The girl was stuffed into Chica, the smallest boy into Foxy and the two older ones into Bonnie and Freddy."

Mike was slowly turning green as the story continued. Did this really mean...

"What the Puppet did did save his friends in some way but also damned them at the same time. The establishment was closed down since the stench of the decomposing bodies in the suits alarmed the parents and the animatronics were moved to a new location to be used as parts after they were roughly cleaned of the mess within. But they were no longer empty."

"It's the children, right? You guys are the spirits of the missing children."

Foxy didn't really know what to do. Harry had cheered up a bit after they left the room but he was still not the happy boy they had come to know the last few days.

He had made another pizza for the boy but he had said he wasn't hungry, which shocked Foxy quiet a bit. He knew that Harry's relatives weren't the best family and sometimes didn't feed him which left Harry almost always hungry. But he wasn't willing to force the boy to eat, even if he shouldn't miss a meal.

So he settled with hugging the boy and trying to coax him into taking a few bites by talking to him and trying to get him to laugh. Anything to distract the boy from their horrible past.

A loud clatter made the pirate fox jump towards the door closest to the room where the others were, holding Harry to his tattered chest.

Something was here, and Foxy had no idea what is was.

"What happened to the murderer?"

"The guy was found thanks to the security cameras. We were still really new to the whole being-an-animatronic so I can't remember very much but there was one thing that stood out. The man was purple. When I asked the others later they confirmed it. The few times we saw him he was always surrounded by a purple mist. So we decided to call him the Purple Man. None of us wanted to give him a real name or something similar and 'our murderer' was just...wrong."

"Well, at least he went to prison, right? I have another question if it's alright. Why did the second one close down? I know it was because of the Bite of '87 but why did it happen? You guys don't seem like you would bite someone's frontal lobe off."

"It wasn't one of us. It was a soulless animatronic named Toy Foxy, or as they called it after they became too lazy to rebuild her every time some kid pulled off her arms and legs, the Mangle. Each of the new toy animatronics had a facial recognition system to prevent what happened to us, to prevent children from being kidnapped from the pizzeria. The guy who was bitten was a former kidnapper who was in the police data base.

So when he was standing near a few kids Mangle recognized him as a kidnapper from his criminal file and tried to call the police. You see, her voice box was special. It had a radio which could be used to call the police when something happened. But all the unrepaired damage from the wilder children had damaged it and she was unable to call for help. When the guy came too close to one of the smaller children she just acted. She bit him, he was brought to hospital and from what I remember survived losing a part of his brain.

The toys were deemed too dangerous for the children after that and all of us were forced into night-roaming mode, unable to interact with the children any longer. After another employee was killed in the pizzeria they scrapped them all except the Mangle since she was the one with the most usable parts. But they permanently shut Mangle down by completely clearing her system."

"Who killed him? The second guy?"

"I'm pretty sure it was one of us. I can hardly remember the night it happened. We were only there for parts, so nobody cared for our suits and endoskeletons. Chica was missing her hands and for some reason they had removed Bonnie's face. I was the only one who was mostly intact. So when Mangle tried to call the police yet again we, half delirious, decided to see what was going on. All we could see was purple mist and in our questionable state we did the only thing we could think of: we attacked."

Mike's thoughts were chaos. Now that he knew what exactly happened he could understand why these animatronics, no, the children were so distrustful of adults. They had been killed by someone who he could only call the scum of earth. He was pretty sure he would have done the same if he had been in their situation."

"What happened to the first one, Puppet? He was not scrapped, was he?"

"No, but we have no ide-"

The door slammed open and Foxy, Harry still in his arms, rushed into the room and closed the door with his foot. The others jumped of the floor when a loud crash could be heard form the other side of the door. Freddy immediately rushed over to him.

"Foxy, what is going on?"

"I don't know! Something has been following us since we left the kitchen! It almost jumped me and Harry there!"

"What?" Mike came out from behind the other animatronics. "There shouldn't be anybody in the building! The only thing outside you guys is the...oh shit!"

Chica turned to the only adult in the room. "Do you know what it is?"

Mike almost jumped at the sudden question.

"Yes. The manager told me it was a new attraction from the original set of animatronics."

Freddy and the others looked confused. From what they remembered they were the only thing which had been brought..from...

Mike could see their servos locking as they all came to the same conclusion.

"It's him. Puppet."

Harry's head was killing him. The headache had started shortly after the animatronics had spoken for the first time but it hadn't been too bad. But ever since he left the room together with Foxy is had gotten worse. It had been some kind of humming in his mind, but now it was a scream. A scream for help, for someone to just be there, for someone not to leave him alone in the dark, for...

"It's him. Puppet."

Harry's eyes snapped open. He quickly turned around, winded out of Foxy's arms and rushed to the door which was held close by the others.

"STOP IT! LET HIM IN!"

The banging stopped and all occupants on the room turned to him, confused and in Mike's case rather scared.

"Harry, what do you mean?" Freddy stepped away from the door to kneel beside the small boy.

"He is hurting. Hasn't seen anyone, especially any of you, for years. He feels guilty for trapping you in the suits. He..he's crying."

Harry himself was crying as well and Chica stepped away from the door, followed by Bonnie and Foxy, who had been standing near Mike, looked at the door which now could be opened without any problem.

With a small stumble Harry went to the door and carefully opened it. Behind the door was the puppet, it's mask broken, right arm missing, the legs slowly crumbling, staring into the room full of light. It jerked once, then twice, as if trying to force his limbs to move and with a loud snap it fell, right into Freddy's waiting arms, both legs broken off, leaving only stumps.

Freddy carefully carried his old friend into the room, followed by a still crying and smiling Harry who was quickly picked up by Foxy when the stumbled yet again, too tired to move around much more.

With a relieved sigh Harry cuddled into his friend's fur.

"He's sorry. And happy. Please don't leave him alone again. Ever."

The rest of the night was spent with talking or, in Harry's and Puppet's case, sleeping. Mike liked talking to Freddy, realizing that while they had died as children, they still seemed to age even as souls, although a lot slower. Chica was cradling Puppet's broken body in her lap while Bonnie was trying to see if the body could be repaired.

"It doesn't look good. Puppet has not been repaired for at least two decades. His body is too frail to do anything anymore. I'm pretty sure he lost his arm somewhere on his way to the kitchen and the mask...shattered when he hit the closed door. There is nothing we can do. Hell, there is nothing anyone can do!"

Mike frowned. Puppet was probably the one who this whole time had been hurting the most. Locked away, no friends to support him, alone in a dark box. There had to be a way to help the poor child.

"Maybe we could try and get a new body for him." He suggested after a while.

"A new body?" Freddy asked as he stood up to go to his friend's side.

"Don't you have any spare suits? I'm pretty sure these are not the original suits, right?"

Bonnie nodded. "Yea, they are newer ones. After the neglect we had to endure in the spare parts room we had to be rebuild. They came, used our endoskeleton as a base and replaced part after part to make sure everything fit. But I'm not sure we can do this for Puppet. We don't have any materials and we are not able to leave our body to possess another one. We can only possess what is inside and around of our soul."

"We don't have to" Mike told them. Their heads snapped up, confused and hopeful. "Mangle's body is still in the spare parts room somewhere, right? If we rebuild it as a functioning body we can add a few still working parts of Puppet's body. That way he will be able to switch to a new body."

Bonnie shook his head. "That might work but we are too clumsy with these bodies to do any delicate work. And I'm not sure if Harry could do it."

They all looked at the sleeping child in Foxy's arms. "He still tires too easily.."

"Then maybe I could try. I'll bring a toolbox for tomorrows shift. If children can put an endoskeleton together, even if it's wrong, then it can't be too hard."

This time Mike left his workplace neither scared or confused, just determined. He would return and help Puppet and the others. They didn't deserve to lose a friend like they almost had Puppet.

That stupid idiot was still working here. He had hoped that the guy would leave like so many people before him and pay what the contract told him to pay. He had even staged the death of the 'phone guy' to get the guy to quit.

If Mike stayed much longer he would cost him even more money, and that was not what he wanted. Mike would return for tonight's shift, yes, but not for tomorrows. He already had a new guy for the job.

Now he only needed a reason to fire him.

When Mike entered the room the next night he was greeted by a bullet to the stomach.

"OOF!"

He almost fell over but Freddy steadied him while Foxy unwound Harry from his stomach. The boy was laughing and hugged the pirate fox who was clearly smiling.

"I brought the tool box. And something special for Harry." He handed Harry a box filled with chocolate cookies. The look of surprise and the eyes shimmering with tears of happiness gave Mike a bad feeling. But he would deal with that later.

The door opened and Bonnie came in, carrying the body of Mangle. "I brought her body. I'm pretty sure you would not have been able to find it under all the spare stuff.

Chica was following him, in her arms a few colorful parts of different suits. "I wasn't able to find a full suit, so I just took whatever I could find. Maybe we can dye them later or something."

Mike nodded and went over to Bonnie. The endoskeleton looked horrible with all the extra parts and the scratched face. "The face needs some paint anyway." He he took of his jacket and passed over to Harry and got to work.

It was a lot easier that they had feared to repair the body. It reminded Mike of one of his old toy robots he had when he was little. As long as you were careful enough and nothing was damaged too much it was easy to rebuild the body. Mike had even been able to repair the radio which had only been missing one or two cables.

After they had managed to put the body together Freddy dressed it while Bonnie held it up for him. Chica had used the time during which the others build the body to carefully remove a rather big part of Puppet's broken mask and a single joint which came from the arm her friend had lost. The joint was still usable and the mask was used to somewhat fill a hole found on the head of the former Mangle.

Harry was helping wherever he could, bringing screws and screwdrivers and water for Mike. Roughly an hour before Mike's shift ended they were finally done. Chica had told them a while ago that the Puppet's body had stopped responding to anything, so now they could only hope that their plan had worked.

It was Harry who was brave enough to try and wake Puppet up.

And when the suit stirred, all of them sighed in relieve.

Their friend was safe.

"Mike, you are fired."

"Wait, what?"

Harry and the others were waiting for Mike. The animatronics had vanished into the room as soon as they could so they could check on Puppet.

When the animatronics had arrived they were greeted by Harry and some kind of upbeat music filled with the word 'hello'. Apparently, Puppet was unable to talk like his friends and since no one knew how they were talking in first place they couldn't help him. Instead, Puppet used his radio to talk by using songs or even the news. It had been Harry's idea who saw something similar happen to a gigantic yellow robot on the telly while he was cleaning the living room.

The six friends jokes around for a while but when Mike still wasn't there after Harry had eaten they got worried. Bonnie and Chica left and went to the office. The light of the monitor was on, the doors were open, but inside there was no Mike. Instead, there was an unshaved guy slouched in the chair, almost asleep.

Which meant that Bonnie was able to enter the office without him noticing anything.

The scream which followed when the guy was woken up by Bonnie could be heard two streets away.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Freddy, Foxy and Harry flinched when the scream echoed through the hallways. Sharing a quick look the three stood up and rushed to the door. Foxy picked up Harry and pulled Freddy with him. They arrived at the door rather quickly and were greeting with a confusing sight.

Chica was standing on the other side of the room, her back against the closed door while Bonnie was towering over an unknown man who was trying to hide under the desk.

And Bonnie seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Where. Is. Mike?"

The man only whimpered.

Freddy finally shook his head and asked the question that was spooking around in every head in the room.

"What the hell is going on here?"

The man under the table, unable to see Freddy from his position, hit his head when he jumped, startled by the new voice.

Chica had to giggle. "We think he is the new night guard. But either he has no idea who Mike is and where he went or he is too scared to answer Bonnie."

The bear animatronic sighed and kneeled down beside the table. "Hey, can you tell us where Mike is?"

A startled scream was all they got and all they would get for a while.

The guy had fainted.

"He won't stop whimpering! How are we supposed to get an answer out of him if he can't even speak right?"

Bonnie was raging in the backroom, kicking boxes and muttering to himself. Mike was someone they all liked, he had helped them, was nice to Harry and he even came back after they told him they were spirits possessing mechanical bodies.

"This is so damn frustrating!"

A whimper.

"Um, Bonnie, lad, maybe we could let Harry try? He is, after all, the least threatening out of all of us."

Another whimper.

"Shut up you poor excuse of a grown-up!"

"Bonnie, I think you need to calm down." Chica said as she grabbed the bunny and pulled him out of the room only to stick her head back in. "Freddy, call us when you finally have some answers!" Seeing the bear nod she went to pull Bonnie further down the hall.

Foxy glanced down on the boy who was half hidden behind him, the jacket which Mike had forgotten the day before slung around his shoulders. It looked like Harry didn't like the new night guard either.

"Well, lad?"

Green eyes blinked up and the boy nodded before stepping around Foxy to sit on the ground before the new man. They had pretty much hogtied him with whatever they found in the room and the guy was unable to move anything except his head.

Which might explain why he was whimpering so much.

"Um...excuse me? Would you mind telling me where Mike is?"

"AAAAAAAH! A ghost!" Whimpering.

"Why would you think I am a ghost?"

"Because you are with the killer robots! You can't be alive!"

"..."

Freddy found Bonnie and Chica in the kitchen. Apparently Bonnie was unable to use a stove to make pizza so Chica was showing him how to do it.

"Chica, Bonnie."

Bonnie who was concentrating on the oven in which he had just put a pizza just nodded while Chica almost bounced on her way to Freddy. "What did you find out?"

"It took a while to convince the guy to talk after he saw Harry. Thought he was a ghost and refused to talk since he was scared of becoming a 'ghost cursed to haunt these halls'. His words, not mine. Well, Harry managed to persuade him that we would not kill him if he told us where Mike is."

"Well, where is he?"

"That's something we don't know. But we do know why he isn't here today. Mike was fired for some reason and forbidden from ever entering this building again. The guy also said that Mike tried to come in during the day shift but was immediately thrown out."

"So he is not coming back?" the chicken was crushed. No Mike?

A simple shake of the bear's head answered her question.

"Oh, Freddy. What are we going to do? After we basically threatened the guy he will probably be too scared of us to do anything. And Harry can't survive on pizza forever."

"Simple. We leave.."

It was Bonnie who had the answer to their problem. His eyes were still locked on the pizza in the oven.

"We leave and find Mike."

Mike was standing in front of the entrance to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza and stared. There was something that should not be there.

A sign.

A sign which proclaimed the place 'Closed'.

'Since when was this place closed? Hell, I worked here last week! And if it is closed, what happened with Harry and Freddy and Ch-'

"Hey, you!"

The sudden shout made him turn around, coming face to face with a stranger.

"If you wanted pizza or a birthday party for some kid forget it. They closed this place a few days ago. Permanently."

"They did? Why?"

"It was all over the news. All animatronics this place had have been stolen or something. And since whoever it was took pretty much all spare parts except an unfixable puppet they aren't able to get any new ones. The thing that brought the customers were the animatronics, not the pizza. No animatronics, no Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."

The man turned around and left Mike standing there, outside the closed pizza joint.

He had planned to get Harry and any animatronics who wanted to come with him. His old apartment had raised the rent again and, unwilling to pay even more for that crappy place, he had left. A friend of him owned a farm somewhere in the north and offered him a place to stay if he helped around the farm.

And now he had no idea where his friends were.

"Dammit."

Again, my spell-check is weird, please point out any mistakes you can find.

I actually wanted to just write one huge chapter which would include the next one but I think it works better this way.