Hello? Hel-Forget it. I tried of it all. Mike is mine. No one else may have him. He loves me and I love him. Now, I control what happens now. Mike is mine.

Forever. And no one can stop me. Not even you Jeremy. You always cut me off in the previous chapters. Now look Jeremy! Not so tough now are you! GUESS WHAT JEREMY! You be walkin' the plank!

All Characters are owned by Scott Cawthon.

/ 11:36 pm /

Ever since I left Jeremy's place, I've been trying to wrap my head around what he said. About all that Foxy has done to…well, everyone. As I was driving down the road to the pizzeria, I tried to come up with a plan to help me survive this night. I have almost no time left as the sign for the pizzeria came up in my line of sight. And there standing at the entrance, Denny. He watched with an indifferent look as I pulled up into the parking lot. I shut off the engine and waited in the car for a moment.

So, Foxy is holding Denny's daughter hostage. He's another victim of Foxy it seems. I want to help him but…I guess I have to stay put for now. But soon, I'll get her for this. But, question is…why is Foxy doing this to me? Why go to these lengths just for me?

I shook my head to clear my thoughts and got out of my car. I walked up to Denny as he slowly crossed his arms at me.

"I see your early this time. Figures." Denny scoffed at me. He said nothing else and brushed past me to his own car. I watched as he drove away from the parking lot and down the straight road.

I feel like he's begging me to stay here.

I looked away and pushed open the doors. When I entered, the inside appeared darker than last night. It feels like anything can pop out and kill me at any moment. I breathed out and started my walk of death. Every step I took was slow and slightly hesitant. I really didn't want to be here anymore. Now that I'm back, I'm regretting not taking the risk and going on the lamb. Then I cursed silently at my realization.

Now, if I leave, Foxy will kill Denny's daughter. I don't want that to happen.

It's now harder for me to leave if Foxy has a hostage. I hope Jeremy finds that programmer real fricking quick.

The hallways were completely devoid of any light. I had to hug the walls so I wouldn't fall on anything in the halls. As did, I accidentally pushed open a door and sprawled across the floor. I got up and brushed the walls for a switch. Luckily I found one and the room slightly lit up in the middle. I squinted at the sign on the door. I was in the Men's Bathroom.

"Whew, glad I got here. I really need to take a piss."

I got in one of stalls and let loose. Then, I heard a thump coming from inside the bathroom. I immediately panicked and held my breath.

Thump, thump, thump THUMP

The sound was coming from directly above me.

She's in the ceiling!

I gulped, hoping she wouldn't find me. The thumps got over and paused. Then the thumps started again and slowly faded away. I breathed outward and zipped up. I washed my hands and left the bathroom into the darkness. Eventually, I reached the office. I sat down, got out my new flashlight and kept my eye on the clock as it ticked down to my imminent doom.

11:59…12:00

When the clock struck 12 am, the sound of the main generators hummed off and the sound of the temporary generator started up. Now only the office was lit up in the pizzeria. I brought up the tablet and checked every single camera, expecting Foxy to be somewhere. I checked the stage to see Toy Freddy and Toy Bonnie standing still on the stage. The only thing missing was Toy Chica. My head filled with dread, remembering the face that Toy Chica made Foxy killed her. There's was nothing I could do to save her.

I switched over to the camera of Kid's Cove.

"AHH!" Foxy's face lit up the screen. I could tell that she was panting at me. Her eyes were blood red and glowing. She looks even more murderous with her sharp teeth poking out of her maw. The camera made a squeak when Foxy suddenly brought her tongue across the screen causing me to shudder in horror. I quickly tapped to the stage camera to see the stage completely empty. I picked up the sound of walking down the hall. I turned on my flashlight and saw Toy Freddy and Toy Bonnie blocking the blinding light with their arms.

"Damn, Mike, turn it off!" Toy Bonnie screamed at me. I turned off the flashlight and sighed in relief.

"Guys, thank god, you're here. I need your help."

"N-Not t-to-to wo-worry Mike. We-we'll pro-protect you from Fo-Foxy."

"Freddy? Are you okay?"

"Not really, Foxy did a number on Freddy. His voice box is all damaged." Toy Bonnie said.

Balloon Boy walked into the office.

"We all talked and we agreed to let Balloon Boy take over for today. Freddy and I will watch the halls for anything."

"All right. Thanks for the help guys."

"See-see ya a-around M-Mike." Toy Freddy said.

/ 1:34 am /

As I continued scrolling through the cameras, hoping to at least catch a sign of Foxy, Balloon Boy has occupied his time drawing pictures on some paper he got from a cabinet. Right now, it looked like he was drawing a small bird with a blue crayon. I sighed and shifted in my chair while I watched Toy Freddy cross my screen.

Click…click…click

Nothing.

This was boring me to no end. I was really hoping for a chance to turn Foxy into nothing more than scrap metal. I didn't want to stay still here and do nothing all day. And if Foxy really wanted to get me, shouldn't she have attacked by now?

I put my head on the desk and banged against it. I slowly brought my head back up and took out my wallet. I took out a small picture. It was a picture of me and my older sister before the car crash. I closed my eyes, remembering the day when the I was sick on the day on the crash.

/ Flashback /

Many days before, I got sick and had to stay inside. I remember waking up in my bed and seeing standing in my doorway, my sister Kim. Every time I sneezed, my vision would blur up like a bright kaleidoscope. Kim laughed at my condition but she wasn't trying to be mean or anything like that. Although, she had eased off a bit when she saw I was truly suffering in my bed.

"Mike, you want anything from the store?" She asked. She sat down on my bed, making it creak slightly. Another sneeze escaped my mouth, making my vision blur again. I asked her to get me a bag of Cheese Doritos. She rubbed my head and left the room to go see Mom and Dad. I heard the car start up and everything seemed fine as I lied in silence on my bed.

My landline telephone ringed twenty minutes later and I slowly reached over to it on my nightstand. Everything seemed fine. I picked it up. It was the police. Everything seemed fine.

"Dan DeMarco here. I'm the Chief of Police. I'm sorry son, but your family was involved in a fatal car crash over by the market. We're sending a police officer to pick you up immediately."

I couldn't talk. I couldn't breathe. The cop found me on the floor pathetically gasping for air. He took me to the hospital soon after. I never saw my family again. Except at the funeral.

/ 4:32 am /

"Mike, wake up."

"Wh-huh?"

"Are you okay? It looks like you've been crying." Toy Bonnie said with a concerned look.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine." I said. I put my head on the desk.

"Good," I looked up. It was Foxy, "because I want you to see only me."

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

/ 4:45 am /

"AH!" I woke up with a scream. BB was still drawing and the floor was covered in various drawings of animals. Lions, tigers, bears, wolfs, all in different colors. I calmed myself and let my breathing return to normal. I hadn't realized that I fell asleep for so long.

Wait, this was the perfect opportunity for Foxy to attack me. So…why didn't she? She's probably been watching me this entire time.

I looked up at the ceiling tiles.

If she crawls through the ceiling, she would've probably passed by here. Right?

But then it dawned on me. I know why she isn't attacking me yet.

She's waiting out until 5:55 am! So she can attack me without any distractions!

There was nothing I could do about it. Feeling helpless to stop her, makes me…it makes me mad. The only thing I can do is hope that Toy Freddy and Toy Bonnie find her before my shift nearly ends.

I growled in anger and slammed my fists on the desk. BB didn't stop drawing though.

Why! WHY! WHY DOES SHE INSIST ON MAKING MY LIFE A MISERABLE HELL!

After I vented my fury in the desk, I slumped back in my chair and put my head in my hands. The only thing I felt at the moment was emptiness.

Why…Why is she doing this? Why do this to me…

The only sound in the office was the sound of crayon hitting paper. BB…Wait BB's here. Maybe I can ask him if he knows anything. Maybe why Foxy is doing this to me.

"BB…," BB looked up from his drawing and looked at me, "do you…know why Foxy is doing this to me? …Anything? Anything at all?"

The only response he gave me was silence. Instead, he took out another piece of paper from the cabinet, picked up a crayon, and resumed drawing. I sighed and went back to being slumped in my chair in despair.

I should've known.

I stared at my lap for the next three minutes. As I silently grieved in my chair, I heard a knock on my desk. I looked up to see BB standing in front of my desk. He was holding a piece of paper he was drawing on. I stood up to see what he had in his hand. BB turned the piece of paper towards me, allowing me to see what he drew. It was a picture of…what looked like a smiling Foxy…and she's holding me down. There were words in red underneath it that read,

"SHE WANTS TO RAPE YOU"

I slightly screamed and jumped backwards, making me fall over my chair. My breathing started to speed up at seeing those words. Over my short and quick breaths, I heard clinks coming into the office. Toy Bonnie was there.

"Woah! Mike are you alright?" Toy Bonnie extended his arm to me and helped me to my feet. "You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost? Or Foxy."

"Yeah…no, yeah everything's…peachy." I lied. The three of us heard more clinking coming down the hall. It stepped into the light. It was Toy Freddy. As he walked into the office, he got his metal foot caught on BB's drawing that had fallen to the floor. He took it off his foot and looked at the picture. I could hear the gears in him shift as he stared at the picture.

"W-We c-c-can't le-let this happen." Toy Freddy still was stuttering like a broken record, "N-Not eve-ever."

Despite my panic at BB's picture, Toy Freddy's words seemed to calm me a bit. He was essentially risking his life to save me from Foxy's grasp. I looked at Toy Bonnie. He nodded and made a robotic attempt at a thumbs up. I guess he picked it up from the kids. I looked at BB. He nodded as well. I felt relieved. But then the whole lot of us heard a girlish giggle ring throughout the pizzeria. It must've come from Foxy. She was laughing at them.

"Mi-Mike. Ch-check the c-cams." Freddy asked me in a quieter tone.

I gulped and nodded a my friend. I took the tablet off the desk and held it in my shaking hands. I brought up the cams and first checked the main stage. Nothing. Party room. Nothing. Kids cove. Nothing. Prize Room. Just the box that holds the Marionette was there. Foxy wasn't anywhere.

She must be crawling through the ceiling.

I listened intently for any noise in the ceiling. I didn't hear anything.

"Guys, what are we going to do?" I whispered.

"If she appears, I'll hold her off. You two should take Mike and run for someplace safe. I don't know where but somewhere Foxy can't go." Toy Bonnie said to the rest of us. He was surely confident to take on Foxy by himself.

"Al-Alright, we-we'll go t-to the main s-s-stage a-and bloc-block the do-doors."Toy Freddy said.

Just as he finished, we heard,

Thunk, thunk, thunk

Someone was crawling through the vent. And we knew who it was. We slowly backed ourselves from the vent.

Freddy whispered to me, "C-Che-Check t-the cam."

I was still focused on the vent but the message got through to me. I mustered up the strength to bring up the tablet. I flicked over to the cam for the left side vent but the only thing on the screen was utter darkness. I had to turn on the light first. I held my breath and hovered my finger over the light button. I REALLY didn't want to turn on the light in the duct. I slowly inched my finger towards the button.

Click

Foxy.

"MIKKKKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Foxy yells at the camera as her entire body is illuminated. She made us scream and made me fall backwards. Her eyes were pitch black with singular red dots in the middle and was sporting a larger set of razor sharp teeth at me.

"GO! GET MIKE TO SAFETY!" Toy Bonnie yelled at us. He didn't have to say that again. Toy Freddy, BB and I started running down the hall as Toy Bonnie stayed behind to face Foxy. As we dashed past the corner, I heard the screams of Toy Bonnie before I heard the sound of crunching metal. I didn't want to look back as tears streamed down my face. I was too focused on getting the hell out of there to go back for Bonnie.

The halls echoed with the death rattle of Toy Bonnie, forcing me to cover my ears with my hands to block out the sound. It wasn't working as his screams bounced around in my head. I almost felt like clawing out my head to stop the screams. The posters now had blood tears running down Toy Bonnie's eyes alongside Toy Chica.

My chest burned with the pain of exhaustion as I ran at full speed behind Toy Freddy with BB on his back. Once again, I relied on my friend to lead the way down the dark hallway. We rounded another corner before Toy Freddy pushed open a door in front of him. We were now in the Main room with the stage.

Toy Freddy took BB off his back and grabbed a nearby table,

"He-Help me b-bl-block t-the d-door." Toy Freddy said to us. He locked the doors before putting the table in front of it. BB and I grabbed another table and began building a barricade. Around our 4th or 5th table, Foxy slammed into the doors behind the tables, making me jump in fright. The doors wouldn't budge an inch as Foxy continuously rammed her entire body at the door and as we continued to pile table after table in front of it. I was hoping that this could at least keep Foxy out until the end of my shift. I quickly checked a nearby clock. It was now 5:12 am.

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

I could see the frame around the doors start to slightly bend and warp from the force Foxy was pushing on the door. The middle of the double opened up a little, allowing me to see the red dot in Foxy's right eye.

"YOU! CAN'T! HOLD! ME! BACK! FOR! EVER!" Foxy screamed at me through the cervix.

And just like that, the slamming stopped and I could no longer see Foxy's black eye through the doors. I sighed in relief. The door held her off for now. Toy Freddy looked just as relieved as me. I guess she's given up easier than usual. But then, my eyes widened at my realization.

Foxy can crawl through the ceiling.

At that, I felt small crumbles of tile fall on my shoulders. I looked up at the ceiling to see hairline cracks appear on the tiles. Toy Freddy and I stepped back from the area but BB was still under the spot. He looked to the both of us.

BB spoke for the first time, "Bye Guys."

Just then, the ceiling above Balloon Boy broke and a large chunk fell down. A thunderous rumble sounded through the pizzeria as the ceiling tile crashed upon BB, crushing him under the weight of the tile. The ground underneath me quaked from the impact and dust and smoke filled the room, causing me to cough and hack for air. The dust slowly wavered and the smoke cleared, allowing me to see Foxy crouched down on top of the rubble with small bits and pieces of BB's endoskeleton poking out from the broken tile. Foxy was panting and slowly stood up on her metal feet. Her pitch black eyes filled me with dread as she stared me down.

"M-M-Mike, st-step back. I'll s-st-stop her." Toy Freddy said as he pushed me back away from Foxy. He raised his fists at her.

Foxy snarled and charged at full force at Toy Freddy. Toy Freddy tried to dodge but Foxy scored a hard hit with her hook on the left side of his face, pushing him to the ground. Foxy jumped onto of Freddy and started bashing his head in, each jab sending a shockwave through the floor. Toy Freddy pushed Foxy off of him with his legs and sent her across the room and into the wall with a loud crash. She growled and screeched at him as she rushed him.

If I didn't step back, I would surely be caught in the middle. I stepped back until I bumped into the stage. I jumped onto the stage and watched from afar as the two went at it.

Foxy swung but Freddy ducked underneath and uppercut her, dazing her. She recovered instantly and kept swinging her hook at him but he kept dodging slash after slash. She kicked his chest and made him slide backwards, leaving a small skid mark on the floor. As she rushed him, he swung at her head but she dodged and slid behind him. Foxy kneed him in the back making him roll across the floor. He tried to stand up but Foxy grabbed him and punched him into the ground. She kept scoring hit after hit. From onstage, I could see bits and pieces coming off Toy Freddy from every hit. Toy Freddy tried to block the blows but Foxy only kept bashing.

"Come on Freddy! You can do it!" I yelled at him, "COME ON!"

Toy Freddy grabbed onto both of Foxy's arms and head butted her dazing her long enough for him to push her off with his full strength. That sent her flying into the ceiling and falling back to the earth with a crash. Before she could stand up, Freddy grabbed her and threw across the room onto the pile of tables we put in front of the door. She shook her head to get the stars out of her eyes but was met with a continuous barrage of Freddy's punches. He grabbed Foxy by the neck and slammed again and again into the ground.

I was cheering on Freddy until I saw something in the corner of my eye. At the left of the stage, it was Toy Bonnie's signature guitar. I guess he won't need it anymore. I grabbed the guitar. It was heavy.

"Freddy!" He looked over at me, "Catch!"

I threw him the guitar and he caught it in the nick of time. He stood over Foxy who was starting to leak oil from parts of her body. She groaned in pain as Freddy raised Bonnie's guitar over his head.

"Bye-Bye Foxy." Toy Freddy said.

"YEAH! FINISH HER OFF FREDDY!" I yelled at him. Foxy covered her face with her arms. I was elated to finally see Foxy die.

Freddy didn't swing down. He stood still. I was confused.

"Freddy? What are you waiting for? Finish her off!" I screamed.

Foxy uncovered her face and stared at the still Freddy. I checked the clock. My heart dropped.

It's 5:55 am.

I gulped. Foxy checked the clock too. Then, she started laughing. And laughing. And laughing. She stood up and brushed herself off. She lightly pushed Freddy's still frame and he collapsed backwards with a crash. Then she stared at me on stage. I couldn't move.

"*giggle* Too bad, Mike. Looks like we're all alone again." She said in a seductive tone. As she sauntered over to me, she started wiggling her hips while her tail swished in the air. if I wasn't scared out of my mind, I would've blushed from her voluptuous figure. My body wasn't responding and I could only watch in abject horror as she got closer. She jumped on stage and towered over me. She lightly grasped my cheek and spoke to me in a soothing tone.

"Don't worry Mike. Let me show you just how much I love you."

She punched me in the stomach and knocked the wind out of my lungs. I grabbed my stomach, groaning in pain, and I slumped to the ground. Foxy grabbed my collar and lifted me to her eye level.

"No…mercy." She said as her eyes filled with a black haze with red dots in the middle.

She slammed me to the ground causing me to scream out of pain. After I shook the stars out of my eyes, my vision was filled with red fur. As my vision cleared, I noticed that I was face-first in Foxy pink pussy. I looked to see Foxy's face near my crotch.

She's 69-ing me.

Just then, I felt a sharp pain on my leg and I screamed out in pain. That only increased the pressure.

"Let's play a little game Mike," she looked back at me with bedroom eyes, "every time you make a sound," she raised her hook which at the tip had some blood, "I'll stab my hook in your leg."

"No, please, I'm sorry." I begged.

"Oh don't worry Mike. Just play the game and you'll get a reward."

I gulped, staring at her with fear, but I nodded nonetheless.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure it feels REALLY good."

I lightly gasped as a soft touch caressed my phallus but was soon replaced with another a sharp pain on my leg.

"Keep quiet Mike or I'll just do it again." Her breath brushed against my dick but I had to suppress a moan by covering my mouth with my hands.

She went back in and lightly licked the base of my shaft up to the head. She revolved her tongue around the tip making me suppress a scream as best I could. I accidentally let it escape through my hand and my moan was replaced with a cry of pain as Foxy dug her hook into my leg. I could feel the blood trickle from my wound as she plunged the hook deeper.

"Come on Mike. If our relationship is going to work," she backed her rear onto my mouth, "we have to work together."

My entire face was covered in Foxy's crotch. She squeezed her thighs around me, preventing me from breathing. I started choking and tried to push Foxy off of me but to no avail. She only squeezed harder and constricting my airways.

"Best start licking Mike." Foxy said in a serious tone, "lest you pass out. Then I'll be free to do whatever I want to you."

I had no choice. I tentatively brought out my tongue and licked the entire slit. Her insides felt like silicone. It didn't take too long for her walls to clamp around my tongue. I licked the outer rim of her pink lips. Her clit poked out and I flicked my tongue on it, making Foxy moan loudly as she pushed her hips down to feel more of my tongue. I dove into her fleshy insides. She felt hot and moist. Her juices started to lather on my chin and tightened her thighs together. Foxy moaned loudly as I hit her g-spot with my tongue.

"Oh Mike!" She immediately dived into my crotch and deepthroated my dick with such frevor. The insides of her mouth were moist, smooth, and hotter than last time. Despite my protest, it felt like absolute heaven. I had to restrain my moans before they escaped. As she bobbed her head repeatedly, her drool acted as a lubricant and allowed her to reach farther down on my dick. Slurps and smacks filled the room. The wetness of her mouth sent tremors of pleasure throughout my body. Her silk-like and yet, rough tongue wrapped around my shaft adding to my intense feeling of ecstasy. It felt so wrong but felt so good, as though I was melting. She lightly grasped both of my balls and tugged lightly as she increased her pace on my shaft. As she sped up, her technique became sloppy as she slowly brought me to the point of climax. She brings her mouth to the top of my shaft and suckles on the head.

"Uahhh!" I yelled. The suction she was placing felt amazing. I could feel my approaching orgasm and concentrated my hardest on holding it back. Unfortunately, she increased in vigor and every time she slammed my dick into her mouth, I could feel a strong vibration wash over. My breathing hitched as I orgasmed but something stopped it. Foxy's hand was tightly gripped around the base, preventing my climax. I growled in anger.

"No Mike. My mouth won't be what makes you cum this time. I'll use something else."

Besides my frustration over my missed climax, I was confused as to what she meant. That was until I feel two large mounds press against my dick. Whatever it was was soft and large as it encased my entire shaft. I looked over to see that she placed my dick in between her E cup breasts. I moaned as she slapped her breasts together but I instantly shut up when she raised her hook. She rubbed her breasts together on my dick and it felt like nothing I've ever felt before. She started licking around my urethra as she continued to press her two large balloons together on me. I couldn't hold back anymore. It felt too good. My hips bucked wildly into Foxy's mouth and breasts. This double whammy quickly sent me over the edge. I screamed loudly as I orgasmed. Foxy moaned as I shot my white semen into her mouth and on her large breasts. My body became paralyzed as I coated Foxy's mouth white with my sperm. I rode the waves of pleasure with a face of pure ecstasy.

Finally, Foxy rolled off of me allowing me to take in a sweet gush of air. I couldn't feel my arms or my legs. I had lost all my strength in the process. Soon afterward, an alarm rang throughout the restaurant signaling the end of my shift. Foxy stood up and looked at her breasts which was slightly covered in my semen. She brought her breasts upward to lick up my cum, moaning in delight as she did. She suckled on her nipple to get the last remaining trace of my batter. She hummed as she tasted the sperm on her tongue. I heard her swallow it.

"Hmmm. You taste soooo good Mike. I wish I could just have you with me forever. Bye bye Mike." She winked at me before she jumped into the ceiling, disappearing for the day.

I still couldn't move. I didn't want to. All I wanted was for someone to kill me.

Please. Someone kill me. Put me out of my misery.

Please.

Foxy. Foxy, Foxy, Foxy. You think you've won? You think you're clever with what you've done? I swear. No matter how many times I appear at the bottom, I'll always rise on top. I'll stop you. This I swear.

You couldn't beat me when I worked at the pizzeria. And you can't stop me now. Now, you can't cut me off anymore before I can speak of the truth. And since now Mike knows the truth, I can get you for all you've done. To me, to the band, and to everyone.

And to those who are seeing my story, I thank you for your support. I'm going to need it now more than ever if I'm going to stop Foxy. Thank you for everything,

And mostly, have a nice-