Fix me and I will Fix you
By End of Grace
Chapter 11: Happy Ever after? Not Really
A/N: Thanks again to Speedox 12 for all your hard work and patience with me and A really big Thank You to all that reviewed and liked this fic, I'm so glad you enjoyed it and I hope you will read more of my FNOF works when I get to writing them. Well I'll let you get to reading this last chapter and I will see you at the end.
B/N: Oh yeah, I can see the calamity now. You guys did not see this coming. Trust me, it's coming from the guys who had insight. Now, you'll probably be sad to see that this is indeed the end of our little journey, or is it? Either way, you guys will enjoy this a lot I think, and we'll also finally get to find out what finally happened to Toy Chica. I won't spoil anything, but in a way, a small portion of you probably expected her situation at least. I expect to see some very interesting reactions. Also, we will have two special revelations; once again, no hints here, but you'll defiantly be going ballistic at this... and likely everything else. Oh well, enough of me teasing you guys, go read the chapter already.
The pizzeria was going to close, but not forever, just till the new renovations were done. Thomas came to the Pizzeria almost every day after work and stayed until the late hours so he could spend time with Springtrap, he had even given the animatronics his own mobile so they could talk or text though out the day. The children adored Springtrap and loved taking pictures with him and his brothers. The pizzeria was getting, so busy that in the end they were having to turn people away for safety's sake. One night Thomas brought in blueprints for a new building, one that had a large rest room for the animatronics to use, there was also a first aid room that was also going to double as Mike's office to repair the animatronics. Mike was startled when Mr. McBear had asked him to become the pizzeria's First aid man and that the company would pay to have him trained.
"With the new building have extra party rooms, we're now legally obligated to have someone trained in first aid, though all the animatronics know it, the law would much rather a man to do it." said Thomas as he explained Mike's new contract. "You need to be here from open to close Mike, so are you sure you still want to take some of the night shifts?"
"Yeah. I mean other than Jeremy I don't think the guys really trust anyone else." said Mike as he signed his name on the piece of paper.
"Springtrap told me that you saved him from some thugs that night you went to get him and I don't think I have had a chance to thank you either for returning him to me."
"Don't mention it, but do me a favor and keep out of the animatronics business, no more trying to pay people off and getting people hurt." said Mike firmly.
"You have my word. Now that Springtrap is back, I won't do anything to harm him or his family. Though the same can't be said of anyone who tries to hurt them... is that fair?"
"Get in line, but yes, that's fair, I look forward to working with you, Mr. McBear." said Mike as he shook Thomas' hand.
"Tom, please, and likewise Mike. While the pizzeria is closed, will you be doing anything else other than your first aid course?"
"Yeah, actually, I'm designing another animatronic, nothing too big, about Balloon Boy size for it to come to work as well as home, but don't tell the animatronics, I don't want them to know just yet."
"Not a problem. I have also spoken to the police as well about Toy Chica and they said if they find the file they will send it to me. Have you found out anything else?"
"Not yet. Its like the trail goes cold as soon as she leaves the pizzeria. No one saw anything and no cameras picked up anything that even looks like her. Please tell me the new place will come with camera for outside."
Tom gave a small laugh and nodded "And better cameras for inside as well. I'm also getting some of the latest arcade games in as well."
"And I bet the gang gave you a very long list of stuff they want in their rest room right?"
"Not as long as Chica list for the kitchen believe it or not. Most of them are just happy they've got somewhere to go and rest up. BB has asked for a big tv and dvd play with lots of DVDs, Blu has asked for a full length mirror and Goldie has asked for some magazine subscriptions."
"Oh god no." Mike muttered as he hid his face in his hands, while Tom looked puzzled.
"What's wrong with that? They're just about the wild and stuff."
"That's not what he gets them for" said Mike as he leant over and whispered into Tom's ear.
The CEO went bright red and coughed to cover up his embarrassment.
"Dear lord that bear hasn't changed. Still the dirty old pervert!" Mike laughed as Springtrap came over to them and wrapped his arms around Tom's waist.
"Tom! You're going to read to me tonight right? You did promise."
"Yes Spring, I promised, I'll see you later, Mike." said Tom as he took Springtrap's hand and wandered over to a booth to read in private.
Mike smiled as he watched them, unable to shake that gooey itchy feeling he felt when he did, but he was really happy for them and for Tom and Mr. McBear now that they were trying to fix their father/son relationship as well. After checking that everyone was alright, he made his way home for the evening before his late night shift started. He wanted to talk to Mr. McBear before he went back to his apartment and softly knocked on the old man's door.
"Mike. How can I help you? Is everything alright at the pizzeria?" Mr. McBear asked as he followed Mike in to his flat. Mike reached into his bag and pulled out the design he had made for his animatronic.
"Would you mind having a look? See if there is anything else I might need?" Mike asked as he handed over the bits of paper.
The old man got comfortable in his large chair and looked over the designs carefully. Mike sat down on his sofa and waited for his mentor's approval.
"Well, I'll say this Mike, he a cute little fellow. You might want to get him larger ball joints then the ones you have written down here, you would be surprised how much the smaller ones get stuck. Are you sure you want to make him this small?"
"Yeah. I want something that is a bit more mobile and less conspicuous than a full grown animatronic when I'm walking or driving about." explained Mike as he took back his designs.
"I understand. So what's the little fellow's name?"
"How about Shadow?"
"Shadow? Got a nice sound to it and I think it would suit him just fine."
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It was always warm this time of year, but he always felt more relaxed in front of a roaring fire. The lights of "Critter County" glowed in the distance as did the sound of children laughing. Yen Sid Dahl sat in his tall arm chair, taking a well deserved break from all his paperwork, though there was still plenty on his desk. His stocks were up again and reviews of his latest work were all positive, but still he felt restless. There just wasn't a challenge anymore. He wasn't feeling creative, like he had lost his spark and drive, it was probably buried underneath all his paperwork. He flicked though his newspaper, ignoring all the boring and depressing stories until a certain page caught his interest. "Pizzeria to reopen bigger and better! All thanks to one engineer." The picture showed a young man surrounded by various animal types of animatronics all smiling at the camera. The story went on about how Mr. Mike Schmidt had offered to fix them for free, found some of them in storage and repaired them before the company hired him to be their full time repairman. Since the animatronics were fixed up and now there were new ones, the Frazbear Pizzeria had become a booming success. They were even closing down for a short time to expand to deal with the high demands from parents that wanted their children to have their parties there. Yen Sid smiled as he looked at the picture. The animatronics didn't look all that great to him, at least they weren't on the same scale as his animatronics that worked in the park, but there was something about this young man that had captured him. He had a lovely smile and was quite handsome as well and there was something about his name that he couldn't quite remember. There was a polite knock on his door before it opened and a middle aged woman came in holding a tray that had a coffee pot and a mug, with a small pot of cream and a bowl of sugar.
"Your coffee, sir." she said as she placed the tray down on the table. "Is there anything else I can get for you?"
"Tell me Mrs. White, does the name Mike Schmidt ring any bells for you? I can't seem to remember..."
"Mike Schmidt? Schmidt...Schmidt...Oh yes! The odd fellow! He applied to work here, had a stunning CV and grades, so we accepted him and sent him our welcome package. Usually we have people begging us to take them on, but he rings up and says he had found a job already and he didn't wish to leave it. Can you believe that?"
Yen Sid looked down at the paper and smiled "Indeed? So he's a very loyal sort. Hmmm. Mrs White do I have any important meetings coming up soon?"
"Nothing too important sir... why do you ask?"
"I might drive down and see what makes this Mr Schmidt so special. And if he is as great as this paper is making him out to be, I will have to try and coax him over to work for me."
"Are you sure about that sir? I mean you already have so many engineers as it is."
"Quite sure thank you Mrs White. Please make the arrangements right away please."
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The walls of the prison were a terrible shade of green and he was happy that after today he would never have to see them again. Just like this horrible orange jumpsuit that they made him wear, he hoped he would get to burn it, but oh well it didn't matter anymore. He was leaving now, in blue jeans and a boring white top, and he could not wait. The guards on either side of him escorted him to an office where he would fill in the last of the paperwork and given his last set of instructions before being released.
The dumpy guard at the desk glared at him as he took his seat, his large meaty fingers shuffling papers together, as he placed a pair of glasses on his small piggy nose.
"For some stupid reason, the court has decided to release you, though personally I would have thrown you into a dark room and locked the door and threw away the key. But anyway, arrangements have been made for you to stay at a halfway house until you find yourself somewhere to live, you must also find somewhere to work as well as part of your freedom agreement. You are also instructed to stay away from areas that are populated with mainly children, schools, parks, playgrounds anywhere with kids. You so much as look at a child wrong and you will be back in here to serve the rest of your sentence! Are we clear?"
"Oh yes officer, very, very, clear." he smiled, his teeth gleaming white like his T-shirt.
The officer shivered as he pushed the papers towards him to sign. They were giving him a new identity, how nice, he was going to need it. He quickly signed everything he needed to while another guard brought in two boxes, one smaller then the other.
"Here are your personal things as well as the few items that were recovered from your brother's body and office. Since you are his only living family, we thought it was best to give them to you.".
"Thank you officer. That is most kind of you." he said sincerely as he took the box with great care.
His poor, poor brother, punished by those cruel machines for his crimes. His wonderful brother that loved him no matter what, was now gone, all because of him and those monsters. He would have to deal with them, not quite yet, it would be too soon, but he would get them.
"So what are you going to do first when you leave here?" one of the officers asked as he picked up his things.
"Oh, just a bit of clothes shopping, just to pick some things."
"Anything special?"
"No, not really, just more my color you see, I always look my best when I am in purple."
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Ed finished the last of the dishes before clocking out. He was in a troubled mood, the pizzeria was closing again and he was going to have to drive miles away to work in another restaurant until the pizzeria reopened. He supposed he could take a holiday, he was overdue one, but for now he'll just have to suck it up and deal with it. He drove to his home in the most quiet area of town and dumped his stuff down by the front door.
"I'm home." he called out, not that he was expecting anyone to reply, as he took off his shoes.
He got out of his uniform and quickly got changed into some clean clothes, before picking up all his dirty clothes. He took them all the way down to the basement were he kept his washing machine and dryer. It was quite spacious down there and warm, with large hooks hanging from the ceiling.
"Man, what a day! You wouldn't believe how busy we've been recently." Ed said as he shoved a load into the machine "You wouldn't think a new animatronics would cause so much fuss but it did. Now the CEO wants to give the place a face lift, so I will be going out of town now and again until the place reopens. Hmm? Why have they got a new animatronic? Beats me. They were meant to be looking for you, but I guess they thought you just weren't worth the hassle."
Ed turned and smiled down at the yellow animatronic that was sitting on a broken mattress. One of her eyes was missing and her left arm was broken and twisted. Both her front and back port were blocked by all the cum that Ed had placed in her though out the years. She also had a large metal ring around her neck, that was connected to a chain that hung from one of the hooks.
"Can you believe it? They still think David has something to do with you going missing. You remember David don't you? The love of your life? Most of his kids have gone to college now, I even think he's a granddad as well, I don't think he even spares a thought to think of you. And just to update you about your fat ugly older sister, she got herself a boyfriend. Yeah, a young looking guy who is very in with the CEO and your creator, yep, she's done really well for herself and you... well, you're nothing but my sex bot, ain't you? The only thing you're really good at is taking cock, and why is that? Its because you're a worthless slut bot, a cum addict, a dick lover. It used to really piss me off seeing you with David all the time, seeing him shag you in the corner when he thought no one was looking and the way you use to beg him to pound you, tsc, would have made a whore blush."
Chi shivered at his cruel words and she wanted so badly to cry, but her oil was dangerously low. She wanted to scream, swear and yell at him, but he had removed her voice box to prevent her from doing just that. Ed smirked as he patted her on the head and yawned loudly.
"Well, I'm going up for some food and some TV. I might come down later and give you a seeing too, but the truth is I'm getting rather bored with you. Maybe I should see about getting a new playmate. I have to say that female fox is easy on the eyes."
Chi shook her head not wanting Mangle to share her fate. Ed just laughed as he climbed back up the stairs and switched off the light, leaving poor broken Chi alone again in the dark.
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It was eleven o'clock at night and all the animatronics were in sleep mode, sleeping peacefully, except for one. Springtrap twitched and jerked violently until he snapped himself awake, panting for air as his pump bumped against his chest. He looked around, grateful that he hadn't woken anybody up as he slowly made his way to the employee's bathroom. He walked in and stared into the long mirror on the wall, but it wasn't his refection that was staring back at him. It was the bloody mess of a man in an old Frazbear security outfit.
"Stay away from me." Springtrap hissed "You have caused me enough trouble."
"Let me out!" the guard demanded as he slammed his fists against the glass. "You murdered me you monster!"
"You climbed into me and killed and damned us both! But I won't let you ruin my new life. Get out of my CPU and mother board!" Springtrap ordered.
"Never! I didn't want to die and it's all your fault! And I'm going to make you pay!" screamed the guard, as Springtrap slammed his fist in to the glass, silencing the voice inside of him.
The End
A/N: ::Looks at very angery readers and runs away:: Any one for a squeal? PLEASE REVIEW
