Author's Note: Hello again dear readers, it has been some time now, hasn't it?
I'll get right to it, I'm deeply sorry for the unexpected hiatus, seriously though, I caught a terrible flu not too long after I posted my last chapter. Add that with school, events taking place, other commitments and work, I was very tired. Producing stories on a time schedule I said in the last chapter didn't quite work out in my favor. To make matters worse, I have mock exams coming up in two weeks time, so I won't really be able to make the chapters in the time I had originally set, for now.
But thank you so much for your patience, I am not done with this story yet, so do not fret if I don't post a chapter. I just require some time. It means more than you think to know when your work is being seen, and you all are too kind to take your time to read my story. Huge thanks to everybody.
Until next time, goodbye.
(Just in case) Disclaimer: I do not own or have any kind of affiliation towards Ed Sheeran's song 'Thinking Out Loud'. The title is simply to represent a title for the chapter, nothing more.
Silence, why was that loud?
The security guard, who avoided the trio for weeks, found himself in the lion's den. Mike tried to fight his fearful thoughts. The dull scenery swept over Mike like a blanket. Yet, there was no warmth, there was no comfort. Consumed by his worries, Mike barely gripped onto his will. He knew his life was on the line, but he had no clue what would happen to Jeremy.
"Damn it Mike! Good job there," he cursed himself.
He looked to the boy in his arms, the horror he had seen was no longer there once they showed up. They managed to calm the boy's worries that fast. Mike smiled briefly.
"How am I going to get us out of this without scaring Jeremy, it's not like I can say, 'Hey Jeremy, I know you're having fun and all but we have to go right now.' He'll get suspicious."
Mike groaned, it was as if he was submerged underwater, the pressure crushing the inside of his head. On his wrist, he found the digital watch he wore every night ever since he worked at Freddy's.
"No good, it's only near 5am, I have to think of something quick…"
Jeremy, on the other hand, was beyond excited. He would always smile when he had seen Freddy and his friends. It did not matter where or when, what did matter was the fact he was able to find comfort around them.
"They're actually here! They're actually here!" he squealed.
When Jeremy tried to look for them on stage, he was troubled by the lack of robots present. Fearing the worst, he had thought they had been scrapped without any notice about it. In disbelief, he tried pushing on, searching for those to protect him from that man. But, he failed to find them. That's when the crying began.
Jeremy withdrew the tears that were welling up, that was then, not now.
The blonde haired boy began to reminisce of the times he had been to Freddy's, the times he could escape that hell they called home. Like the other days he had visited, he was proud to call this home.
"I wish it could be like that. Forever."
The animatronics stood, baffled by not only seeing Mike, but to also spot the dry-eyed child in his arms. All of them turned towards each other. Confusion clouding their mechanical minds as they mulled over the two humans.
Chica was the first to break the ice, "Sooo… this is awkward, what do you think Freddy?"
"Well, for one, it seems Mike decided to leave the office," the leader replied.
"And there's a child with him, poor thing, look at him, he looks like he's been crying for hours by now," Bonnie added as she looked at the boy's eyes, her ears drooped at the sight.
Chica placed her feathery finger under her beak, as if to look like she was in deep thought of the situation. About three seconds later, she perked up, smiling in triumphant at the idea she conjured up. However, this was quickly dissolved into a small frown, "Do you think… you know… Mike might be -"
Freddy shot a sharp glare towards her, "No."
"Chica, sweetheart, you know that was someone else, not Mike."
"True..." In mere moments, the yellow chicken snapped back up to the next brilliant idea, "Oooh, oooh, what if Mike is actually a spy?" She chirped, awaiting the praise from the other two.
"No," both concluded.
The brown bear continued, "I understand your enthusiastic demeanor towards everything, but there is no logical explanation to what you're trying to state here Chica."
"Sure there is."
"Please, enlighten me."
"Well…" Chica stood upright, surprisingly, she actually seemed some what… elegant.
"You see, Mike is trying to finding out who the mysterious pizza maker that makes the pizza during the day," she paused, creating a dramatic scene, "But he can't come in the kitchen or any other staff related areas without himself being in uniform, he's a customer during the day after all," Chica added a slight smile, "So, he had no choice but to ask the children."
Freddy and Bonnie stared at her incredulously. Bonnie shook her head, "Oh dear."
Freddy placed his index finger and thumb between his eyes closing them in the process, this confirmed his disappointment towards the robotic chicken. "Chica, I don't know where to start with you."
"I know, I know, hold your applause."
Bonnie, deciding to keep things in order between the two, she placed both hands gently on Chica's shoulders, turned the barely still robotic chicken towards her, eye to eye, and spoke in a firm but peaceful tone, "Chica, you must understand that there are times you must not joke with. We're in a situation we cannot overlook." Her red eyes guiding Chica to see the two. "You see?"
Chica remained still.
The purple bunny returned her attention to Chica, "Don't worry, I'm not saying you can never have fun, just try to think before you act on these occasions, okay?"
She nodded.
"Well then, now that we're all on the same boat, we have guests to attend to," Freddy said before focusing on Mike and the blonde boy in his arms, "We must not let them wait any longer."
