Yo guys, long time no see! First off I just wanna say sorry that its been a month since I updated this story. School started and I had to deal with BOOORING homework. But the wait is over, enjoy!

"Another day, another dollar," Mike said as he opened the doors to the restaurant. It was his third night and this time, hopefully, he'd get a chance to communicate with the Fazgang. Before heading to work Mike made sure to take some aspirin with him just in case the, 'IT'S ME,' popped up again. Plopping down into the seat Mike waited patiently for his shift to start. Once again the restaurant became pitch black for a few minutes, then came back on indicating it was 12:00. The phone rang once, then immediately hung up as another message from phone guy began playing.

"Hello, hello? Hey you're doing great! Most people don't last this long."

"Gee, I wonder why?" Mike said dryly.

"I mean you know, they usually move on from other things by now. I'm not implying that they died. Th-th-that's not what I meant. Uh, anyway I better not take up too much of your time. Things start getting real tonight."

"Oh great, Chica's already off the stage!" Mike said as he was flicking through the cameras, continuing to listen to phone guy.

"Uh…Hey, listen, I had an idea: if you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed into a Freddy suit, uhh, try playing dead! You know go limp. Then there's a chance that, uh, maybe they'll think you're an empty costume instead. Then again if they think you're an empty costume instead. They might try to…Stuff a metal skeleton into you. I wonder how that would work."

"Wonder how that would work? Well let's see phone guy," Mike said as he began counting on his fingers. "I'd be in extreme pain, there would be blood everywhere, and, oh yeah, I'd be dead!" Mike yelled at the phone as he checked both doors.

"Yeah, never mind, scratch that. It's best just to not get caught. Um…Ok, I'll leave you to it. See you on the flip side."

The message ended leaving Mike alone with his own thoughts. "Well, if things are gonna get real tonight, I may be able to finally talk to them," Mike said as he check his watch. It was 12:40 and he had 88% battery life left. Suddenly, Mike began feeling that same pain from his shift last night. He groaned, and with one hand, started rubbing the side of his head to ease it. "Ugh not again. Good thing I brought these," Mike said as he reached in his pocket to get the aspirin. He popped the lid open and shook one small pill into his hand. After gulping it down he felt relaxed. "Ah much better! Now I'm ready for action. Whoa….Okay that is just creepy," Mike said as he saw flashes of Freddy and Bonnie appear in front of him. "Man, what's up with this place?"

3 hours had passed and Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy still didn't go near the office. Mike was beginning to get nervous. He wondered if maybe the animatronics were plotting something behind his back since phone guy said, 'things would get real tonight.' Mike checked his watch and saw that it was 2:50 in the morning, and that he had 66% battery life left. "Aw yeah, things are lookin' great for me," Mike said as he clicked on CAM 1C. Mike yelped when he saw Foxy peeking out from the purple star curtains, his eyes glowing and his jaw agape.

"Holy shit…Is this what phone guy meant when he said things would get real?" Mike wondered as he clicked the right door light. Mike let out a gasp as he saw Chica standing there, her mouth open, staring into his eyes. He quickly slammed the door button just in time. "Man that was close. Now that she's here, maybe I can get some answers," Mike said as he clicked the light button again. He picked up the tablet and checked every camera to make sure the others weren't around, after making sure he was safe, Mike warily got up from the seat and approached the window. It was pitch black outside but when he got closer he saw Chica's body frame come to view.

"Uh...Hi," Mike said slowly as he attempted to communicate with Chica. She stared at Mike with no response or emotion whatsoever.

"I'm the new night guard, but you all probably knew that since you guys have been trying to catch me, heh heh," Mike said as rubbed the back of his head.

No response from Chica.

"Sooo…How are you?" Do you like entertaining the kids?"

Chica still didn't answer.

"What's the rest of the gang like? Is Freddy a good leader?"

Still nothing

"What about Bonnie? Can he really play the guitar, and what about Foxy, does he still tell stories?"

Chica wouldn't talk

'Hmmm…Let me try something,' Mike slowly reached out his hand and touched the glass window, this time Chica responded, she closed her jaw and stared at his hand. She began to raise her own. 'This is it, I'm finally making a connection!' unfortunately all of Mike's hopes were quickly washed away when Chica slammed her fist against the glass and let out a terrifying screech. Mike jumped back, startled by the sudden noise. Chica soon left afterwards and Mike pressed the door button to not waste power.

"*Sigh*…So much for that," Mike said as he sat back down. "Man, if Chica wouldn't talk to me than, most likely, none of them will. This is bad. I have to come up with a new plan to communicate them as soon as possible," Mike said as he grabbed the tablet to check pirate cove. He let out another yelp, Foxy was off the stage, his head twisted to the side and his hook raised. "Oh my god. Foxy?" he said as he checked his watch, 5:50, almost there. Mike put the tablet down for a second to check both doors, nothing was there, he picked it up again and switched to pirate cove. Mike nearly fainted at what he was seeing. The curtains were wide open, and Foxy wasn't there. Suddenly, Mike began hearing metal footsteps closing in fast.

'CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!'

Time went slow for a moment as Mike remembered what Mr. Fazbear said to him the other day.

'If you see the curtains wide open, put down the tablet and close the left door as quickly as possible.'

Mike snapped out of his train of thought and immediately hit the button. The door went down instantly. Mike picked up the tablet and clicked on the west hall camera and saw Foxy running, his hook raised and jaw hanging slightly. He caught a glimpse of Foxy's current attire which consisted of a black eyepatch folded over his right eye, and brown linen pants.

Mike ran to the right window to see Foxy hitting the metal door with his good hand.

'BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!'

"Foxy?" Mike said. Caught off by his name being called Foxy stopped banging and turned to face the night guard. He snarled at Mike and sidestepped to the window, his eyes changing to pitch black.

"SCREEEEEE!" Foxy screamed as he began slashing his hook at the window hoping to get the guard. Mike fell back on his bottom, completely startled by the sudden violent behavior from his favorite animatronic. The familiar dinging noise echoed throughout the building, indicating Mike's shift was over. Surprised, Foxy's eyes returned to normal as he stopped slashing and looked up to see the restaurant covered in light. He took one last look at Mike before growling and quickly running back down the hall.

"Phew. That was close," Mike said as he got up, dusting himself off. He pushed the door button and made his way down the hall but this time rather than leaving he stopped to look at pirate cove. Making sure no one was around, Mike approached the curtains and peeked his head in. It was dark inside even with the lights in the building on. Mike dug into his pocket and pulled out a small flashlight, turning it on and shining it through. He saw Foxy sitting in a hunched position near the wall. Mike began shining the light on Foxy's body, examining his current state. His chest area was slightly open revealing part of his endoskeleton, his left hand was completely bare exposing metal, and both his legs were metallic as well.

"Man Foxy…They may have retired you but…You deserve better treatment than this," Mike said as he smiled warmly, remembering all the stories the pirate would tell him as a kid. "See ya tonight captain."

Mike leaned out from the curtain making his way to the doors. Unbeknownst to him, Foxy had been listening to everything he said. He got up from his position and crawled to the curtain, peeking his head out slightly as he watched the guard leave.

"Hmph…I don' need yer pitty lad. Ye night guards are all the same," Foxy whispered with venom.

"He did WHAT to you?" Freddy said completely confused.

"I'm telling ya Freddy, the dude came up to me and started asking questions. He asked if you were a good leader, if Bonnie knew how to play the guitar, and if Foxy kept telling stories," Chica said.

"That is weird. No humans have ever tried talking to any of us before. Wonder what this guy is plotting," said Bonnie as he thought to himself.

"It makes no difference. If that human attempts to talk to any of you, just ignore him. Our number one goal is to stuff him," Freddy said as he and his friends prepared for another day.

Feels good to write again. Anyway guys, like I said above school started and I have to deal with class so my updates may be a little slow. But fear not, I ain't giving up on this story any time soon! Thanks for the reviews and for being patient. I'll update as soon as I get the chance.