Chapter 4, Night 4
Mike is getting stressed at how he can't help them. Who you may ask? Well your retarded(JK) if you don't know, I will tell you anyways. The animatronics, that's who. He remembered his research on the phone number to Alcatraz, where Charlie Havok, the animatronics' creators is in a cell. He entered the building where he saw Foxy, but he wasn't withered. Mike tried to walk soft but Foxy turned his head with sadness in his eyes. "Arggg… matey. I was withered. It was horrible. The second Night 2 had begun, I was twitchy, and I felt idiotic and awkward. I then immediately somehow activated stuff-into-suit mode since if ye know, endoskeletons without suits is against the rules at Freddy's. So i'm gravely sorry for trying to kill ye and stuff yuh into a suit, argghhhh." Foxy said pirately and robotically. "Well, so you're not out to get me anymore?" Mike said with happiness. "Well, no and well, no" Foxy said malfunctionitive. "We must save Chica, she is probably trapped backstage with those, "things"." Mike said panicking. "Arggg. nuttin to worry a'bout. Whatever destroyed us either left or got his scallywagging butt out of here." Foxy said with the slash of his hook.
"So they're ok?" Mike asked with urgency. "Should be." Foxy said quickly. They walked down the west hall to meet up with Bonnie. "Hey Bonnie-wait, why is his arm missing with wires spewing out of it's hole?" Bonnie turned around and was withered. "ARGH, WHAT IN BLAZES IS GOING ON!?" Foxy yelled so badly. Bonnie was on Foxy like a piece of metal getting pulled towards a magnet. Foxy slashed a few times with his hook at W. Bonnie's Good arm only to knock it off. Then out of the blues, the withered Bonnie started yelling like he was fixed. He then took off his mask to reveal an undamaged face and he took off his fake paper that made it look like his arm was gone. He was screaming in pain. "Oh blazes….." Foxy said deeply saddened. "DUDE, I AM FIXED, I WAS GOING TO TRICK YOU GUYS BUT NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN!" Bonnie yelled awestruck. Foxy was on him in defense in about 3 seconds flat. "WHY ARE YE PLAYING TRICKS ON US WHEN WE WOULD PROBABLY REACT IN A SUFFERING WAY, YE IDIOT, NEVER SEEN A MORE STUPID SCALLYWAG IN ME LIFE!" Foxy screamed.
Freddy and Chica were rushing in from Pirate's Cove. "My friends… oh crap, that must hurt." Freddy said shocked. "Well, don't play tricks on Foxy as well, that happens" Chica said like a smart elik. "JEEZUZ METAL IT HURTS!" Bonnie yelled in despair. "I can fix you!" said an unknown voice. It was Charlie, the animatronics' creator. *EARLIER FLASHBACK; "I payed for your bail, come to your killing location, Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, and we'll talk of my needs."* "Oh yea, I remember calling you."Mike said remembering.
4 A.M. "There we go, all fixed up" Charlie said looking at his masterpiece. "Wow, ur a natural!" Foxy said with amazement. "I made you Foxy, of course it's amazing. I made all of you, i'm your…*he sniffled*...your, father" Charlie said with a tear rolling down his face. Then Mike finally got what he wanted, his own party with the animatronics where everyone got to sit down, relax and have some Brandy. (Brandy; a form of alcohol for special occasions, is in the recreational drugs section of body informants) We all sat down at a table in the dining area with a few party spotlights, me and Charlie had some Brandy while we talked about stuff with the animatronics. Of course the animatronics can't eat or drink since it'd probably fry their robotic systems and chips but they still had a jolly time.
Charlie and Mike were getting drunk and were starting to get the after affects. Then randomly, Charlie stepped up on top of the table and got everyone's attention. "Ok, now everyone listen to this, yea…. look at this…. LOOK AT THIS!... Yep, that's what I thought before collapsing onto the table. Freddy looked worried but everyone was happy including Foxy, Chica and Bonnie. They were ignoring this because they thought this was normal they didn't have as high an A.I as Freddy did. He ignored this as he saw everyone was having too much of a good time. Then Mike got severely drunk. He always carried a pistol, he was too drunk to shoot it correctly but he pulled it out, stood up on top the table and got everyone's attention. "This thing, THIS RETARDED THING, knows how to be a good singer isn't that right pistis?" Mike said drunkenly while firing off a shot at the end of his sentence. He then looked at Freddy. "Listen bro, you got a problem with me?" "No, we're friends why would I-" "YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME, I KNOW YOU DO!" Mike said angrily and he aimed the gun at Freddy and shot his eye out. "I CAN'T SEE OUT THIS EYE, HELP ME FRIENDS!" Freddy yelled in agony but they were too glued to Mike Schmidt. "LISTEN YOU JUNK PILE! YOU CAN SHUT UP AND JUMP OUT A GOD DAMN WINDOW!" Mike yelled as he was drunk. He shot about 2 or 3 more shots into Freddy's right arm and 2 into his chest before freddy started malfunctioning. (This is kinda what an animatronic would be like drunk). "Hiya kids! It's time to have a good-drunk time with my friend Mike here!" This was Freddy's last words before malfunctioning enough to deactivate. Then Bonnie finally noticed what was going on "Guys, Freddy is lying on the floor!" "Arggg! Mike shot him, but he is drunk, Foxy stabbed Mike in the stomach with his hook. Charlie woke up, not drunk anymore. He didn't have but about a centimeter of Brandy so it only took him 45 minutes to wake back up sober. "What the heck happened?" He saw Foxy holding his hook in Mike's stomach before Mike fell onto the floor. "YOU RETARDED GODDAMN SON-OF-A-GUN!" He tackled Foxy and deactivated him. He saw Mike lying on the floor with blood spewing out of his gut. "You idiots! Go get a thick piece of paper towel and go in back and get the medi-kit!" Charlie yelled at Chica. Chica did what she was told and returned in about 2 minutes with a red emergency kit and a thicket of paper towels. "It'll be alright Mike, we're getting you to the hospital." Charlie said crying his face off. He covered up the wound with several paper towels and taped it on with medical tape. Mike woke up for about 2 seconds before blacking out.
When Mike woke up, he was lying the hospital bed. His vision was blurry for the first 15 seconds of waking up but it materialized. He looked to his left, he saw a blood pouch that was sticking into his arm. He then looked at his stomach area where he saw a tube connected to what appeared to him as a hole in his stomach. "What the heck, why...is there a hole in…. my stomach.." Mike stammered with a weak voice. Tube had a clear liquid with air particles here and there. It reminded him of germ-x. He looked to his right where ha saw a heart-o-meter. In his mind he was think "Thank God" because it was beeping like his heart rate was normal. Then a nurse walked in. "I see you're awake now, you've been unconscious for nearly 7 hours now. Ummm, you have 4 visitors who would all like to come in at once. One of them isn't human." the nurse was explaining. "Let….them in" Mike stammered with his weak voice. 3 humans walked in and one animatronic walked in, it was Foxy and his hook wasn't there. The first person who walked in was his mom. The second person who walked in was a surprise to Mike as it was Thomas Fazgerald, the CEO of Fazbear Entertainment. The third person who walked in was Charlie and then Foxy. They all surrounded him and his mother talked first. "Thank god you're ok, I thought you were gonna die." Mike's mother had tears on her face. "I'm ok….I guess" Mike said in response. "Well, sir, i'm very sorry for what happened at my establishment. Hopefully no charges will be pressed" Thomas said worried. "Don't worry. Tomorrow I will be there for my final night and i'm sure what happened, wait, what happened?" Mike asked. "Well Mike, Charlie said Foxy had stabbed you in the stomach with his hook right after he woke up from drinking Brandy, which i'm very disappointed in you and Mr. Havok for doing. Well, he stabbed you when he woke up and he immediately deactivated Foxy, smart choice, and called an ambulance." Thomas explained. "Oh yea, you have damaged my Freddy Fazbear animatronic be I won't press any charges since Charlie will fix it no problem." Thomas finished. "Well, good deal." Mike said. Next up was Charlie the person who saved Mike Schmidt. "How are you doing, Mike?" "Oh, i'm doing dandy, i'm in the best shape i've been in" Mike said sarcastically. "Well yea, I saved your life but you owe me nothing. When I got to know you Mike, I liked you personality and everything. So I decided I wanted to be your friend what a great way to top it off with some saving your life, right?" Charlie exclaimed. "Well, yes, I liked your personality and knowledge of animatronic hardware, so yes, you are my friend." Mike finished it off with a big smile. Now we get to here from our sponsor, Foxy the pirate fox. "Well, , what do you have to say?" Foxy was very amused yet deep, deep, deeply saddened. "Arggg… matey, yeh see, I had some sort of malfunction and it made me stab you in the gut, terribly sorry. We're still friends, right?" Foxy said extending out his hand. Mike looked at him and then smiled. "Friends, friends indeed". Now everyone was happy. The nurse came in and told everyone to please leave the room. "Ok Mr. Schmidt, all we need to do is stitch it up and cover it and then you're free to leave when you please." "Ok" Mike said in response. "It'll take about 20 minutes and you don't to be asleep unless you want to be, it doesn't hurt that bad" the nurse explained. "Plus, if you're wondering what liquid that looks like Germ-X is, it is antibiotics for the stomach." the nurse finished. "Ok, thanks for the news flash and i'll just be awake, but make it quick please
*23 minutes and 24 seconds later* Mike was leaving the hospital. He had a nice cotton ball taped over his stitches and it didn't hurt too bad to walk. The first thing he did was call Thomas. "Hello, this is the CEO of Fazbear Entertainment, how may I help you?" "Yea, it's Mike." "Oh Mike! How are you. What do you need?" "Ok listen pal, as long as you don't shut-down Foxy for good and re-open Pirate's Cove, I won't press any charges on my stab wound, got me?" "Oh, oh yes sir! I will have Charlie fix his malfunctions, he's actually doing that right now, we were already planning on re-opening pirate's cove anyways." Thomas concluded. "Oh, that's great! Tell Charlie to be there when my shift starts. He's now my partner." Mike said "He already asked if he could" Thomas said quickly. "Ummm… I don't know if Charlie told you this yet, but during the night, we are friends with the animatronics, they don't want to stuff us into suits because for one, Charlie is their creator and they recognised him as creator and for two, on my first night, I talked and Freddy just said "You're not and endoskeleton, you're a human!" Mike explained. "Ummm, yes. Charlie told me that, and he told me everything you told him about your first words with Freddy and everything. We see no harm in you making friends with the animatronics so go ahead and do that. We won't fire you or anything. Go ahead and have good memories with them, i'm sure by now you have a special place in their hearts" Thomas concluded. "Wow, he told you everything, eh? Well, that's all I wanted to say, bye." "Bye" and Mike hung up the phone. "I hold a special place in their hearts, that's interesting.
He drove home peacefully thinking about the animatronics and Foxy and the withering incident and Charlie, and Foxy's revenge and his Brandy party, oh wait, when he sees Freddy tomorrow he needs to apologize for shooting him 5 times. He'd get to that tomorrow though. Mike was happy with his job and couldn't wait until he became a day time employee when he gets to bake pizzas, and play with children, and talk to the animatronics in particular, plus he gets more time with the animatronics since the day time shift is 6 A.M to 11 P.M, that's almost half a day but it's eleven hours. He was ready for tomorrow and he couldn't wait to see Foxy, Bonnie, Chica and especially Freddy. End of Chapter 4