*Sigh*
Good Morning Bros!
Let me be the first to say,
I am sick. Probably got it on Vacation….. But I digress. Look, I sorta floated on the reviews I got and Guest, if you are out there,
Guest chapter 13 . Jul 18
Yeah that was pretty bad. But you asked for criticism, so:
You seem bored with your own story and it seems you don't really know what direction you want to take it in. Might be a better idea to just re-write it or maybe turn it into a series of one-shots. I mean that whole mess with the company apparently replacing Mike with an animatronic guard by the same name was pretty silly in and of itself, but then you didn't really go anywhere with it.
Plus, a lot of it feels like it was 'borrowed' from Elude. Just saying. Could just be coincidence.
No, I'm not fucking bored with my story. No I didn't STEAL this from TheActualFoxy. Or A.K.A Elude. And I purposely made doug and Chris, added Markiplier, Pewds, Ihascupcakes I think marzia and a couple of other YouTubers just so it wouldn't seem like elude man. You have a whole competition of focs out there with Mike dying and here you are skeptimising on mine :T
But, Yes, I did say I needed criticism so thank you.
God, I hate it when people are right! It makes me look so stupid!
But seriously, thanks Guest, at least I got one person who hates the fic. :3
By the way, if you didn't like it, I found it amazing that you were the literal first person to post the review on the chapter. And I posted it at exactly a day ago you replied a moments later. So…. Whats up m8?
*Cough* *cough*
Right. Continuing on with guest, I have a story for Doug, but right now, I am trying to switch Mike around with the animatronics.
Mike: Fucking Bastard…
Aw stop being a grumpy puss.
After that it should be high time for Doug and his reveal. Its just my method and madness. So for the 7000+ readers out there, BEAR WITH IT XD
Guest, fellow derps, Hunter, Phoenix, and so many other awesome people,
Please Enjoy
Otherwise….
Actually… I don't think there is an otherwise. There is however a nice big X in the right hand corner if you don't wanna read this. Or you can press Alt-4 and be done with it.
Other OTHERWISE
Enjoy
Charles Fazbear had wrapped an arm around Chris and had briskly walked inside the pizzeria. Mostly because it was cold and there was a slight nip that could send valuable employees home, and send them dimes out of his pocket.
Both men hung up their coats on an old golden coat rack and shook themselves off, scattering snow powder onto the tiled floor.
Chris was the first to sigh and wipe his forehead, afterwards reaching to remove his toboggan,
"What's up faz?"
Charles brushed his suit off and wiggled his tie. All of his aperture was Snot green. Why?
Even God didn't know.
Charles patted Chris on the shoulder and said lowly,
"I'm giving you a raise."
That sent Chris into hysterics. Him? A raise? How? Who? Why? What?
Sensing Chris and his sudden panic, Charles placed a hand on Chris's chest,
"I'm only doing it because we don't have to pay for a real security guard."
Chris finally stopped hyperventilating and sat in a rusted green fold up chair. This news shocked him mentally. It was unusual for a raise. All the years he'd been working here and the biggest raise he'd gotten was about,
0.25 cents?
Chris ran a hand through his had and breathed out,
"Can you afford it?"
Charles laughed causing his Obese belly to sort of, jiggle in protest,
"Of course m boy. I got lucky,"
He held up a slip of paper with a grin that did not match his own. Chris saw a glimpse of a pure white smile and snow eyes,
"And won a few thousand."
In his hand was a pristine lottery ticket stating, yes, 5 thousand dollars.
-Mike-
The conversation beheld in front of him grabbed Mikes attention fully. For a grease ass like Charles to get his mitts on that kinda dough, who knows what he could do.
And apparently Chris was getting paid more to wipe up crap the brats left behind in the morning and what the monsters could leave at night.
Charles finished his monologue of how great he was and how he was going to change the restaurant. Get some old animatronics back out. Hopefully restore the place.
All of which, scared mike to the point of when the doors open with a cling,
He had no idea of what was ahead of him.
-Near the end of the day 6:00 P.M.-
"That was a funny joke Freddy!"
Mike said highly pitched. For some odd reason, he could control how high or low his voice was.. It was not pleasant, however, going that high.
Sounded like he was doing helium drops.
The song, Old McDonald, had just finished with Freddy accidently strumming the wrong note. That caused a few parents head to gaze strangely at the three Swapped things on stage. Mike started to sweat what seemed to almost be oil as a parent opened his mouth to say something, but the kids started clapping, silencing what would've been a major catastrophe.
With no way to stop himself, Mike began to slowly move offstage to hand out cupcakes and what not. Doug, watched Mike from the right hallway with a huge grin. This caused Mike to scowl at a family he'd given an Anchovies Pizza to.
How it seemed and insanely so, that the animatronics could do this everyday was a surprise. Why? Because after scowling, the dad, who was a large built man scoffed and shoved Mike harshly,
"Stupid Duck…"
Mike held the spot of where the man had pushed him and thought of the 2 simple words he said,
'Stupid…Duck?'
Oh it was on.
Mike quickly went back into the kitchen to do what he did best.
He grinned very evilly,
Time to Make people have Shitty Days.
-Moments Later-
"Happy Birthday to You!"
Mike began while walking towards the family again. The whole restaurant had taken notice and joined in,
"Happy birthday to you!"
The man looked around nervously and even tried to sing along. All the while, if a person could squint, you could see horns poking out the side of Mike.
"Happy Birthday to…..Happy Birthday to you!"
Everybody clapped and Mike geared up for his,
Shitty Day Plan,
The man stood up and hushed the clapping. He ran a hand through his brown hair and pointed at the cake,
"Thank You. But is not my birthday. This thing got it mixed up. Its probably broken."
Oh mike could agree. Broken? Definitely.
When the man reached for the cake Mike slammed it upwards, causing him to fly up and land back down in his seat. On the inside, Mike was laughing his ass off. On the outside, maybe it'd gone to far. For a full minute it seemed, the whole resteraunt went quiet as the man lied still.
His wife shook him gently saying,
"Come on honey, it was funny, let's just go."
Still. The man wouldn't move. The kids he had, had begun to tear up.
Call Mike a sucker for it, but he reached out for the man and reeled back as he stirred.
He lifted one finger up and dipped it into the white mess on his face. It disappeared under the plate and all the people heard was,
"Mhmm… that is pretty good."
Mike sighed in relief as all the people clapped again and cheered as the man stood up to wipe off the cake off his face.
All of this, the prank, the pushing and the plan was observed by Charles. Who stood next to Doug. Charles tapped Doug and gestured to the office.
The two walked down the hallway and entered the office. Once Inside, Doug put his paw on both door switches.
The doors came shut with a clang afterwards, Charles whirled around and lifted a finger with a snarl at Doug. It caused Doug to move back with his hands up,
"What the hell is going on here? Huh? Answer me 22-17!"
Doug scratched the back of his neck and twirled his hands together as Charles continued,
"All my Robots have been fine up until now. All of them. Do you mind explaining what happens at night? Hm?"
Doug lowered his ears and looked away. Charles held his temple am shut his eyes,
"22-17.. I hope you know, that everything is on the line here. Bringing you in, putting mike 6ft under and staging the grand opening."
Doug nodded causing Charles to grin,
"I also hope you know that some of the higher ups would gladly like to have a chat with you. Maybe send ya back?"
Doug widened his eyes and shook his hands. Charles growled and gripped the Husky's chin,
"Well you either do you job wrong or you fucking get it done right."
Charles let the husky go and pointed outside,
"I wanna know what's happening to my robots. I made them to be gentle and then today, one of my valuable customers gets creamed by Chica."
Doug nodded solemnly and looked down. Charles cocked his head and grinned evily.
"Find out what's happening and put an end to it. Or we will end you again. Got it?."
Doug looked up and nodded,
"Yes ."
His voice was shacked and was low. Charles clapped his hands together and chuckled,
"Good Doggy."
With that, Charles left the Office and walked down the hallway. It seemed however that figures of black wisps and white eyes followed behind him. Groping at his shoulders and peeking from behind his shadow. Dark Grey lines flowed from their sockets. Wherever Charles went, those figures followed, waiting… ever so patiently.
-Mike 12:00-
"Gahhh! Stupid Fucking Brat!"
The same little fart who'd puked on his suit not just a few days ago, had puked on him again. Leaving mike a nice new paint of nuts, peanut butter and of course, Pepperoni slices.
Lovely
But ya know what?
Mike had taken a mental picture of the kids address. How? Because the damn Chubster had a My Little Pony Bookbag with a huge red box that said
Chester Brown
McFinnigan Elementary School
Grade 4
234 High Domain Boulevard
You can bet coins and wads of cash, that if Mike got out of here, he was going to pay that kid a visit.
With a huge airsoft gun.
Mike sighed in defeat and watched as Chica stepped off stage and made her way towards the Office on wobbly feet. Obviously, she hadn't gotten used to the weight of the brown sack of shit she was wearing.
Bonnie walked out of the curtains and said Briskly,
"Hi Mike. Hey Freddy."
Both said Nothing. Freddy was glaring at Mike with an indescribable emotion. But with the new dawned fact that Freddy was Bonnie and Bonnie had no eyebrows, Mike couldn't take Freddy very seriously.
Bonnie grinned sarcastically as Freddy said,
"Why did you have to go and do that?"
Mike shrugged and shifted the Cupcake in his hand. Who squeaked very loudly as Mike grabbed him and threw him in the air,
"Do what?"
Freddy growled,
"Embarrass that poor man."
Mike stopped throwing the cupcake,
"Man?"
Freddy deadpanned and stuttered,
"I-I-I mean endo."
Mike slowly turned his head towards Freddy,
"You knew he was fucking human?!"
Freddy shook his head and chuckled nervously,
"Mike I think you heard me wrong."
Mike turned towards the bunny and pointed accusingly,
"I can hear correctly fucktard, you need to learn how to tell the difference between a damn endo and a fucking Human!"
Bonnie laughed and got in the middle of the two,
"Guys, Chica is waiting."
Mike spat,
"Chica can fucking wait. How long did you know I was human?"
Freddy closed his eyes and moved his lips silently. When he opened them he said with a slight stutter,
"6-6 days?"
Mike threw his arms up a scoffed,
"You goddamned bastard. You knew. And yet you killed me?"
Freddy chuckled and mumbbled,
"I wouldn't say kill you… we gave you.."
Mike cut him off,
"New life?"
Mike gestured around him,
"Look around idiot. Do you think I wanna live in a shitty pizzeria exchanging songs, killing night guards, swapping suits, and chatting with you guys?"
Mike shook his head,
"Nuh-uh. Nope. You can forget that. Mike stepped off stage and started to look around. If at all, a fire escape could get him out, he was gonna. No longer could he stay with these things. It had brought him on the near brink of madness.
Freddy knew he was human all along
Goldie Knows of his past
Its was Christmas not to long ago
He had no pants…
All mike could now think about was escape. Except…
How can one escape when a song quietly played around the pizzeria,
"Pop
Goes
The
Weasel…"
Mike stopped immediately. That song.
The voice.
The
Goddamned
Memories
It was then the song stopped. It was also then a shadow appeared behind Mike. It was also also then, Mike wished he had pants..
Ha HA!
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But! Guest.
Yes, I will be starting a new story. It will have my on O.C. it will also have my OWN STORYLINE.
I will be juggling this story and the other one hopefully. But if possible it won't be a OneShot.
:T
But I digress
-Riechtoffen
Note: Readers and Bros, thank you for your support. And thanks for posting those reviews while I was gone. It helped me flow into this chapter and the next one will have a favored character that I personally hate with a passion.
Another Note: I tried not to give away to much of Doug and Charles when they were alone. Yknow, just to leave you guyz hanging :3
But also, I NEED IDEAS AND yes.. *sigh*
In the words of the infamous Guest
Criticism
I guess I can take it….
DarkRising32 chapter 13 . 4h ago
Hello derp I LOVE where you are going with this story. I'm writing a fang story of my own its coming along great and its currently on it's 8th chapter. I leave a link so you can check it out but I warn you the dialog between characters quote on quote acts like a play until the 8th chapter but with some advice from my buddy Italiangod22 I was able to fix that. Alright man have a good one and keep on darling!
my fanfic: s/11311098/1/Life-of-a-Security-Guard
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