I am so sorry, I am over two weeks overdue on posting this. (Have some Imaginary apology cake)
Wakening up, Mike mentally prepared himself for the day. Throwing on a pair of slightly faded jeans, a green tee shirt and an old collage sweater, which proudly sported the logo of a roaring bear, Mike departed for the pizzeria to pick up his paycheck. As he pealed down the road, Mike remembered a vital piece of information. Today was the day that Foxy would be allowed to perform in front of the children again, thanks to the placement of a comically large cork on the end of his hook.
As Mike entered the pizzeria, Foxy's show had already begun.
"Once I found the treasure chest, my old foe, Blackbeard himself, came out o' the shadows, hair ablaze with a red fire, giving him a most terrifying look." As Foxy said this, several of the younger children in the audience gasped. "O' course, yer old cap'n Foxy asked if he wanted to shair the treasure, but he where the greedy old man to ever live, and told me"
Deeping his voice, Foxy said 'ye scurvy dog. There aint enough treasure for two, and even if their where, I never would share'" returning to his normal voice, Foxy continued his tale "and drawing his sword, Blackbeard lunged at me" at this, Foxy picked up a large, soft foam that was made to look like wood, and began to fight an invisible Blackbeard
Mike continued to watch the Pirate act out the sword fight with a fake, foam cutlass. Then Mike heard someone next to him talking. "What do you think of the show? I bet you love it!" Mike said "I like it, but I think it's geared more towards children" looking to the voice, Mike saw that she had her head inside a baby carriage, and realized that she was talking to the inhabitants of the carriage, and not to him. As the women looked up from the baby carrier, Mike saw her dark Blond hair and dark brown, hazel eyes.
"I was talking to Foxy" after a seeing the look of confusion on Mike's face, the women explained further "the baby I'm taking care of, not the one on stage" looking back down into the cart, she asked "so what brings you here?" after a few moments of though, Mike replied "I'm just here to pick up my paycheck."
As he said this, a pacifier dropped out of the baby carriage, and was nimbly caught the dark blond haired women, who quickly put the pacifier back into the mouth of the child before it could cry.
"Nice catch" Mike commented as a strong desire to see the babies over took him. "Say, ma'am. Do you mind if I see the babies?"
"Of course!" the women replied cheerfully, before a more serious look overtook her face "But just look ok? Freddy doesn't like being touched." As she said this, she turned the stroller so Mike could peak into it. Looking into the stroller, Mike saw two baby boys. The one in the top seat, was covered in what appeared to be brown fuzz. He wore a bow tie and beside him lay a top hat that was too large for the child. Below him was a red fuzzed baby, who had an eye patch, upturned over his right eye.
How cute! Mike thought to himself their fuzzy onesies make them look like actual animals, I never knew children's clothing was so advanced. But I guess I shouldn't be so surprised. I do work with living androids almost every night.
"It must be interesting to work the night shift" the women commented as she tickled the belly of a baby in the cart, resulting in a giggle from the child. In Mike's confusion as to how the lady knew he worked the night shift. Mike replied, sounding as if his thoughts where far away from where he was standing "Yes, It is very interesting."
"So which one of them do you like?" the women asked. And after a few moments of silence from mike, he though aloud and said "I don't know. I am very fond of Freddy, but he can be distant at times"
"But he still cares for people, underneath his polite and proper exterior" the women said without looking up from the stroller. After thinking for a few moments, Mike said "I guess you're right. It dose kinda make sense" Before Mike could ask her how she would know this, the women asked "But what about Bonny, Chica and Foxy?"
"I like Bonny a lot, he reminds me of an older brother that one of my friend's had. And Foxy…. I guess I just really like him." As Mike thought more about his unusual family, the young women looked up at Mike and with a pleasant smile, the young women spoke. "You have quite a family, you should enjoy every moment you have with them"
Then, an unpleasant odor assaulted Mike's nose, the source was emanating from the second stroller. "Oh, I need to go change someone's diaper" the women said as she rushed off with both strollers towards the bathrooms.
As she ran towards the bathroom, Mike was left standing in confusion, thoughts swirling in his head. Shaking his head in a vain attempt to clear it, Mike walked towards Angela's office to retrieve his pay check.
After exchanging formalities with Angela, Mike put his cash voucher into his back pocket. It's a great thing, Cash Vouchers, they allow you to walk into almost any bank, and redeem them. You don't need to have an address, P.O. box or anything, just proof that you're the name of the recipient. I could be homeless, or just live on the streets and still hold a full time job
Before Mike could walk out the door, Angela interrupted Mike's thoughts and said "Mike I have to tell you, you should expect a slight pay raise, now that I don't have to pay you out of pocket. And with the way things are looking now, I expect that we might actually be making profit."
Nodding mike gave his thanks and turned around to leave. "Oh and Mike, one more thing" Angela called out. "Thank you for thinking up the idea to put the cork on Foxy's hook. It's been a hit not only with the kids, but their parents as well. I guess I owe you a Favor" as Mike left the office, he made sure not to let the door slam back into the frame.
"Hi Mikey" Chica cheerfully greeted a fully uniformed Mike as he entered the main room at 11:45 that nigh. Mike waved back and sat down next to her. As he did, Foxy jumped down from his stage. Unfortunately, his boot caught the lip of the stage, causing the android to crash into the tiled floor, causing a resounding bang, as the metal alloy of the android's skeleton collided with the floor. Swiveling their heads, Chica and Mike saw Foxy getting up from the floor. Looking up from playing his guitar on the stage, Bonny said "Be careful Foxy, your guidance system is still on the fritz" looking at Bonny with something of a death glare, Foxy replied "little late for that, mate" as he dusted himself off, Freddy poked his head out of the kitchen doors and asked "what fell over?" as he spoke, all four beings turned their heads towards Freddy, and stared at him in shock. "Why are you all staring at me? If I may inquire." Freddy asked. After a few moments, Chica spoke the question that was on everyone's mind "what are you doing in the kitchen?" after a few moments, Freddy's eyes gazed off into the distance before he said "I cannot tell you" as he disappeared back into the kitchen, Freddy said "Mike, Chica. Will you please come with me?" looking at each other, they got up at went into the kitchen.
"What did you need Freddy?" Chica asked once the doors shut behind them. "I need you and Mike to make a run to the store and pick up cake mix" Mike stood in shock as Chica exited the kitchen saying "aright, I'll be right back in a jiffy" looking at the android, who was currently putting on a white apron, Mike asked "How? Wont someone recognize us?" as Freddy finished tying the apron behind his back, he replied "no one will recognize you, because you spend most of your time indoors. Chica also has a spare change of clothes, which will help prevent people from recognizing her. She can also put her hair up with a spare rubber band, so if she keeps her face away from direct line of site, she should remain undetected." Staring blankly at Freddy, Mike took a few moments to process this information. "So, is there have a cover story if we get caught?" Mike asked as the doors swung open, revealing Chica, dressed in sweat pants and a loose jacket. Her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She really does look like a different person. Mike thought to himself.
As they exited the kitchen, Bonny pulled Mike aside and asked "What did you talk about?" after a few moments deliberating rather to tell him. Looking around, Mike spilled the beans "don't tell him, but we are getting Foxy a cake, to celebrate his return into the show business"
Then Bonny's maroon eyes lit up, as if he just had a stroke of genius. "Mike, there is something I need you to pick up for me" and as Bonny shared his plan, he slowly pulled Mike deeper into the shadows.
Three minutes later, Chica and Mike walked into the parking lot in front of the Pizzeria, Mike saw a lone car still in the parking lot and asked "whose car is that?" still walking forward, Chica replied "I haven't the slightest clue." Mike decided to take a closer look. Peering inside, he found that the car was empty. Calling out to his companion, Mike said "Hay Chica, it's empty"
As she approached the car, Chica looked over the car and said to Mike "Mike, we are going to barrow the car." Looking at the yellow haired android with wide eyes, Mike spoke in astoundment "we would be stealing someone's car, I mean I didn't even think you would want to do that, none the less actually suggest it" Mike didn't care about actually stealing the car, if anyone was stupid enough to leave their car out in the open at night, it deserves to get stolen. Mike was caught off guard by the android suggesting they break the law.
Looking at the brown haired guard, Chica explained "we won't be stealing it. We are simply barrowing it for a quick trip to the supermarket. Once we are done, we will leave it where we found it" opening the door, Chica jumped into the passenger seat and said "Mike you can drive right?"
Walking around to the driver's side, Mike replied "it's been a few years since I last drove. I couldn't afford fuel, so I sold my car" thinking for a moment, Mike asked "so what about fuel?" without missing a beat, Chica responded "the car is solar powered. It should be fully recharged if it was sitting outside all day, so we won't have to pay for fuel or anything" Mike took a moment to look around the steering column and asked "so how do I start this? I don't see the starting button"
Acting on a hunch, Chica pressed her finger against a screen that was imbedded into the column. At the electrical engine quietly came to life, Mike sat back in amazement and asked how she got the car started. "It's easy, it's a simple Bio-encoded lock. Or in other words, it reads the owners finger prints to start the car or if the car's not encoded to your fingerprint, it locks the doors and calls the police"
"So then, how did you get the fingerprint?" Mike questioned aloud. After a few moments Chica said "well, I know that the person is something of a slob, judging by the food wrappers and soda cups on the floor" looking down, Mike saw several fast food wrappers and a few soda cups underneath his seat. "so it's fairly safe to say they don't clean their screen" Chica continued "and since I don't have any finger prints, the screen read the encrusted pattern of the owners prints" after a few moments of silence, she added "either that or I just pressed the screen and the car turned on without needing a finger print"
As Mike pulled into the parking lot of the 24-hour super-mart, he decided to ask Chica the question that was pressing on his mind the whole ride "so what happens if someone asks who we are? I don't think we could tell them you're an android" taking a few moments, Chica rubbed her chin and thought up a plausible excuse for them being there at such a late hour.
"Scenario one. We are adopted siblings, and it's our brothers Birthday, but we forgot to get cake so we are making a late night run" looking over at Mike, Chica continued "Scenario two. We are husband and wife who forgot to get the cake mix for our son, so we are making a late night run" hearing this, Mike's cheeks grew a bright red.
I never thought of Chica like that…it's weird, and I don't even think we could- thinking back Mike recalled Bonny's earlier statement "one of the things I found out is that our model type was designed to be compatible with almost thousands of attachments. Things that would help with almost any job." turning an even deeper shade of red, deep enough to make tomatoes green with envy, Mike quickly added "let's go with the first one please"
"All righty then Bro!" Chica cheerfully piped in, in a very different voice. It was peppy much like her stage voice, however it seem to be higher, and yet somehow older, more mature. Opening the car doors the two of them stepped onto the cool pavement of the parking lot.
Once inside, Mike grabbed a cart and made his way to the isle where the cake mix was stocked. As Chica and Mike found the isle, they were greeted by a cheerful looking old lady.
"Well hello there you two!" she said as she pushed her gold-rimmed glasses further up her nose. "What brings such a lovely couple out this late at night?"
looking down at the old lady Chica replied "oh, we aren't a couple, this here is my adopted brother" playfully giving Mike a light shove, Chica continued "and we forgot to get our younger brother a cake for his birthday, so here we are"
"Ah! I see. And how old will your brother be?" the old lady continued to ask blocking an attempt from Mike to slip past her. "17" Mike blurted out in frustration from his failed attempt.
"Oh, well. I guess I shouldn't keep you two then" giving the two a wave "Drive safely" stepping aside, the old women let them pass. Stepping up to the cake mixes, Mike and Chica began to debate of what kind of cake Foxy would like
"I am just saying, I think he would like the red velvet, seeing as he likes red, and maybe we could get pa to make some yellow frosting, oh and we'll need some yellow frosting, we don't have any" Chica explained
"I still think he would like devil's food cake, it taste better and beside the only reason he wears red is because it's the only color he has." Mike argued. Putting an arm on Mike's shoulder, Chica whispered "Mike, you know he can't taste the cake right? Eating it is a stretch as is, since it only goes into the small food storage chest."
Whispering back, Mike said "I know, I am just trying to make this more realistic" after a moment, Chica looked at him and simply said "oh"
Then seemingly out of nowhere, the old lady spoke aloud, startling both Mike and Chica causing them to both standup strait "I think your brother would like the red velvet" spinning around, the duo stared into the lenses of the old lady who had stopped them in the aisle a few minutes ago.
"Umm, thanks?" Mike said, questioning if he was supposed to thank the old lady for giving them advice, although it was really none of her business to begin with.
Turning around, the old lady waved her hand and said "anytime my dear" and briefly stopping to speak, the old women said "it's good to see that those wigs are being put to good use, after all they were just sitting there gathering dust"
Looking over at Chica, Mike silently, with a look, questioned how the old lady could know that Chica was wearing a wig. After a few moments, Chica understood the look Mike was giving her, and looked back at where the lady was, to ask her how she knew that she was wearing a wig. But she had vanished, seemingly into thin air.
As Mike and Chica walked out to the parking lot, Mike asked Chica a question "Chica, why did I have to pay?"
"Because Mike, you have money. Me and the others don't get paid in currency for our performance" Chica replied before asking Mike a question of her own "say, Mike what was it you ran off to get before we went through the check out?"
Placing his hands in his pockets, Mike felt the box that Bonny had asked him to get for him "oh nothing much" he replied as casually as possible. Shaking her head in disbelief, Chica remained silent as she got into the car.
As Mike and Chica pulled out into the streets, the same old lady that was in the store, stood just outside, in the shadows of the building. However her eyes where not the brown they had been before, they had been replaced with a blackness that resembled an intelligent emptiness. "Well Mike. I have spent a long time thinking about it, and I have decided it won't be you" as these words left the mouth of the old women, the darkness left, and her eyes returned to their original hazel color.
As Mike opened the front door to the Pizzeria, he held it open for Chica, and locked it the moment she was inside. As they made their way inside, Mike noticed Foxy and Freddy talking to each other.
"I see" Freddy said "then I was right, unfortunately" looking at Mike, Freddy saw the sack in his hand and made his way towards him and the kitchen. "Mike, please meet me inside the kitchen along with Chica"
Once all three of them where inside, Freddy instructed Mike to leave the cake mix and food dye and exit the kitchen. "Sorry Mike, but you know what they say, threes a crowd" Chica told him as she shoed Mike out of the kitchen "but if it helps you any, you can lick the spoon after I am done making the frosting!"
As the doors shut behind him, Mike was startled by Bonny speaking to him from behind the doorway. "ptsst Mike, did you get the package?" rolling his eyes, Mike replied "Yes Bonny, I got what you asked for. And do you really have to make it sound like it's some illegal activity" reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the small box full of special candles
"FOXY!" Chica called out "Come to the main room!" as the androids and their guard waited for Foxy to arrive, Bonny placed candles into the golden-yellow frosting.
"Bonny, where did you get the candles?" Freddy asked, raising an eyebrow. "I asked Mike to pick them up for me. You're not the only thinker in the group" Bonny replied, smirking to the best of his ability.
A heavy thunking filled the air, as Foxy came sprinting down the west hallway and bursting through the door to the main room. And leaning in to the door way, he said "Sorry maties, I was caught up in that fancy gizmo o' yours Mike." as Foxy made his way to the table Mike asked him "Foxy, what where you doing on my tablet?" looking at Mike, Foxy replied "I was looking at some stories, and treasure" eyeing the cake on the table, Foxy asked "be it Mikey's day o' birth?"
"No Foxy, we are celebrating your return to the lime-light" Freddy said, announcing it more than actually speaking to Foxy. Looking down at the un-lit candles, Freddy looked up at Bonny and asked "Bonny, how exactly do you plan to light the candles?"
"I think I have a lighter somewhere in my office desk, somewhere…" Mike said as he sprinted towards his office to retrieve the lighter from its drawer.
As Mike sparked the lighter a few times, nothing happened. "Umm, it's pretty old, lighters like this haven't been produced for a few years" and on the fifth try, Mike managed to get a flame and lit the candles. Stepping aside, Foxy made ready to blow out the candles.
"Umm, Mike. I have to ask you a favor." Foxy asked Mike. "Why, can't you blow them out yourself?" looking around skittishly, Foxy quietly said "well, I can't exactly blow them out me self." Looking at him, it took Mike a few moments to believe him. "Ok, If you want me to" leaning over the candles, Mike expelled the atmosphere from his lungs.
But as Mike blew out the candles, they jumped back to life. Once, twice, four and five times until Mike grew red in the face. Bursting out in laugher, Bonny and Foxy doubled over. Looking up, Mike huffed a few times and managed to say "Bonny, you jerk."
Chuckling, Chica joined in Bonny's merriment. As Freddy looked at Chica for an explanation, she explained though fits of chuckling "it's funny because Bonny made Mike buy trick candles, probably telling him it was for Foxy. But knowing that we can't blow out candles, Bonny and Foxy set this up so Mike would fall for his own prank"
Giving a few chuckles Freddy pinched the candles, extinguishing them permanently. Pulling out a knife from the kitchen, Freddy sliced the cake into five large sections. Reveling the maroon interior, much too Foxy's delight. Sitting down, the five of them eat the cake.
"So Mike, how does it taste?" Foxy asked the night guard.
"It taste like a very tasty cake. If you could eat a cloud, I imagine it would taste something like this" Mike replayed, as a bell tolled out through the restaurant, signaling the nigh coming to a close. Standing up, Mike said "well, thanks for the cake, but my shift had ended, I am tired. And you all have a job to do in a few hours. I'll see you all tonight."
As Mike walked out the back door, he bumped into Angela "Oh hi Angela, someone left their car in the parking lot last night" looking at him, Angela replied "alright, I'll see if anyone clams it"
Unchaining his bike from the light pole, Mike felt something watching him. Turning around, and looking around, Mike couldn't find anything. Shrugging off the feeling, Mike began to petal his way home.
I have to give a Special thanks to KudleyFan93 for allowing me to make a cameo of sorts, so be sure to giver her some support! (more Imaginary cake as way of apologizing to you for being late) but what was with the old lady? (also, sometime over the summer, I plan to re-do the first two chapters, doing those in a day makes for a very confusing chapter...but yes, the old lady was the same from the antique shop) but other than that, have a good week!
*Jess* So, what was that thing watching Mike?
*me* Spoilers, dear Jess, Spoilers.
*Jess* you want to at least tell me where I am?
*me* In a limbo of sorts. just because you died, doesn't mean I cant use you anymore.
*Jess* your an sshole, and as far a I am concerned, you allays will be. and what do you mean you can use me?
*me* you'll see, all in do time. but un-tell then, have some cake -holds up a plate of red and gold cake-