A/N: omfg I cannot believe how many people like my story. Ps I am so sorry I haven't updated in a while, life gets hectic. If anyone else knows what the IB diploma program is, then they know how much work I've got in my hands. Anyway, onwards with chapter 2. XD

I am a line….henh henh

Chp. 2

"Uh… hey Max."

"You forgot I was coming over to stay with you didn't you?"

"Possibly…" mike scratched the head and felt his cheeks flush in embarrassment. "a lot happened at work last night you know."

"Oh that's right, mom said you started working nights at some pizza place, sorry know I feel embarrassed."

"That's okay, you've been through a lot lately."

Max's father had died in a car accident a month ago and his mother hadn't talked for a week afterwards. The sixteen year old had been doing most of the work around the house and on top of that, worked in place of his mother at the nursery his mother worked at. Despite all of this he continued his schoolwork and tried his best to stay upbeat for everyone's sake. Mike would never admit it, being stubborn, but he admired his nephew's work ethic.

"So, since sis is busy with the funeral arrangements now she sent me you to deal with, hunh?

"Seems like it," max said entering the house. whistle. "You should really clean up a little in here."

The house looked like a train wreck with clothes and DVDs littered around and on the couch. Pizza boxes and Chinese take out containers were stacked on top of the table and dirty dishes were lined up at the sink.

Mike grunted, "listen kid, you got a problem with the mess, you deal with it, I'm going back to bed, wake me up at 7 so I can make sure I get to work on time."

With that Mike walked back to his room and closed the door.

I am another line…shrugs

"Uncle Mike! Dinners ready!"

Mike grunted and sighed as he got up and sleepily opened his door. Much to his surprise, everything outside of his room looked different. His laundry was folded, clean and in a hamper he didn't even know he owned. The DVDs were stacked, alphabetically, and in his bookshelf, and all the containers on his table were now in a trash bag near his front door. All of his dishes were now clean and all but two of dishes were in his cabinets, the last two were on the counter awaiting food.

"How…"

"It's not that hard clean when you put your mind to it."

"Ok, and what are cooking… I didn't buy groceries this week, or last week…"

"Mom warned me about that so I brought some food from home, you don't mind if we have fried rice with shrimp do you, I'm pescatarian."

"uh sure…"

They sat down and added food to their plates.

"So I was wondering if I could come to your workplace tonight."

"No, it is quite a dangerous place at night."

Mike did not want his nephew in danger nor to think his uncle was a crazy person, Mike could barely believe what he saw last night himself.

"What?! Please?!"

"No."

"Please? I did all the cleaning, laundry, and cooking today."

He had to pull that one, Mike thought.

"Fine but you'll probably regret it."

At this Max started jumping around.

"Eat your damn dinner Max!"

"Sorry."

Mike was scared with what the night would present them with.

Why am I your line…

The duo of nephew and uncle were there at midnight again and locked themselves into the deserted pizzeria. Max was spinning around in the office chair reading an odd looking book with strange lettering on the cover while Mike sat at the ready by the two door switches. They both jumped when the phone rang.

"Oh no, not this guy again," Mike said.

"Uhh, Hello? Hello? Uh, well, if you're hearing this and you made it to day two, uh, congrats! I-I won't talk quite as long this time since Freddy and his friends tend to become more active as the week progresses. Uhh, it might be a good idea to peek at those cameras while I talk just to make sure everyone's in their proper place. You know...

Uh... Interestingly enough, Freddy himself doesn't come off stage very often. I heard he becomes a lot more active in the dark though, so, hey, I guess that's one more reason not to run out of power, right? I-I also want to emphasize the importance of using your door lights. There are blind spots in your camera views, and those blind spots happen to be right outside of your doors. So if-if you can't find something, or someone, on your cameras, be sure to check the door lights. Uh, you might only have a few seconds to react... Uh, not that you would be in any danger, of course. I'm not implying that. Also, check on the curtain in Pirate Cove from time to time. The character in there seems unique in that he becomes more active if the cameras remain off for long periods of time. I guess he doesn't like being watched. I don't know. Anyway, I'm sure you have everything under control! Uh, talk to you soon."

"Uh… uncle Mike… what is he talking about."

"This may be hard to understand, but the animatronics here come to life at night."

Bang.

They both jumped. At the door coming at them was a robotic fox with missing pieces and ripped fur.

"Holy $*#&!"

Max raised his hands and chanted out, "prohibere!"

A light engulfed the fox and it immediately stopped.

"What…"

"Lets fix these doors shall we." Max stepped towards the doors and said, "pango."

The doors immediately shut and locked into place. The fox was now snarling and snapping towards max but would not budge from the spot he stopped from,

"What…"

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you, I'm what's called a grim reaper, in training but still. Basically I can do magic and all kinds of cool stuff."

"Why does none of this surprise me?"

"Oh that's just the effect I have on people, easy to believe. Now this guy here is actually puzzling enigma, some how he's possessed by both a demon and a human spirit."

"So…"

"So I need to know what's happened here." Max stood in front of the fox and said, "depellerent."

The fox shook, snapped some more and then a strange black mist erupted from his body. "Oh my god, thank you, I really don't know how much longer I was going to last with that thing in me," It finally said.

"No problem dude, think you could tell me what happened to you?"

"That's a long story, but sure I can try."

A/N: which I will post next time because I can't explain everything yet and I'm secretly evil by putting a cliff-hanger on this fic. But seriously, I got only most of the origin story done, sorry guys. I hope all of you like this fic and continue to read it.

Max: also I am the only thing animanga actually owns in this fic, plus his ideas and what not.

Foxxy: please favorite and/or follow the story, cuz this guy gets a kick out of it

Animanga: I really do. XP oh and the spells are in Latin guys, first one means stop, second, to fix in place, and third is to dispel.