Okay guys, I couldn't let this go unsaid, so I have to say it. Thank you to each and everyone of you that have been so kind to Favourite/Follow/Review this story. The fact that people are being do kind, and actually taking the time out of their schedules is simply mindblowing, especially the fact that there are plenty of other fanfictions to read on this site, yet you choose mine, which is astounding. When I click on the little review button, my heart fills up with joy when I find I'm making someone laugh, or smile, or just generally making someone's day better, which I genuinely never thought I could do. I may be rambling on right now, but trust me, you all mean the word to me :3

When I find out someone likes my work, I feel so happy and light (No, this unicorn is not on unicorn drugs XD) and when I find I'm helping people, it makes me want to write more. I know I'm weird, stupid and a completely random idiot all the time, but I cry with glee and happiness, especially when I find out this is not all for naught.

Anyway, you are probably sick of me by now, and I wouldn't blame you either XD I'll just shut up, so you can get on with the story

Someone PM'd me, asking me what stories I am currently working on, so, here they are:

- a mario reader insert that revolves around Luigi (Oc's will be taken/asked for)

- A Fnaf x male!Reader

- A weirdass Harry Potter fic, ah! Good fun, Good fun

- Another Mario Fic

Oh! And before I forget, I actually have a male version of this in the process of being made right now XD The reason this one is only female, is because I asked around, and turns out most of the people who read these are female, so for gender-neutral people like me, gender doesn't make much of a difference. The first chapter of the male version (which has a totally different plotline) will be out either later tonight or tomorrow, if anyone is interested in reading it :3 Even if you are a female or any other gender, it doesn't matter, I love you all diiiiiiis much *holds her hands out extremely wide*

Disclaimer: I in no way, shape or form own this beautiful game, so consequently, I'm not making any profit from this, however, if I did own Five Nights At Freddy's, I would be making a new game *hint hint*

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I watched silently as Mike let out a spasm, his hair now red and matted, clinging to the left side of his face. His body slumped, ashamed, so he was looking at the floor sadly. Assuming he hadn't noticed me, I reached out a hand and lifted his chin up, making him look into my (e/c) eyes. "(Y/n)..." He choked out, before coughing madly and I helped him stand up, my eyes flickering over his stature, to see what was hurt and/or bleeding. All of his limbs seemed intact, which was kind of surprising, considering the animatronics had the whole 'I'm gonna stuff you into a fluffy suit, which would break every bone in your body, essentially killing them' thing going on. My shiny (e/c) eyes turned their stare directly towards his face, wondering where the hell the blood had come from. Blood was smeared all over the back wall as I managed to get him up, only to have him lean on me for support. I staggered down the hallway, basically carrying Mike, watching as I got close to the door to freedom. To Mike's safety. Bonnie looked at our backs sadly, his eyes drooping, before going to play his guitar. I was completely done with dating. In the same day alone, I'd been stood up, and saved his sorry ass.

The ride home was uneventful, I drove Mike and his car back to his place, all him really doing the entire journey was looking out the window and into the darkness. I let out a sigh, trying to get the young man's attention, which, by the looks of things, I did. "(Y/n)..." He whispered yet again, and I turned to look at him, with my famous lobsided half smile, "Yes, Luigi?" I said, obviously trying to piss him off. He chuckled and turned to face me, watching as I turned the corner, "Why did you come back for me?" He asked and I raised a brow, confused on why he would ask me that.

I don't know what made me avoid wanting to answer his question, but something did. Maybe it was the part of me that believed he might realise the problems between myself and the animatronics, or maybe it was the part of me that was scared of letting him in. Letting him see a part of her that she'd never shown to anyone before.

"Oh look, we're back at yours already..." I said monotonously, motioning to the house across the road from us. I parked the car and got out, giving Mike one final hug, turning on my heel, not before briefly muttering a small "See you tomorrow!" to Mike.

I just contemplated life on the way home, it seems like I do fuck all than that, ever since I started working at Fazbear's entertainment. Maybe it was the long day hours and the excruciatingly painful nights were finally taking their toll on my life, causing me to actually feel compassion and love to the ones who kidnapped my friend. Why did I go through with this? Any of this?

Am I just going to be a toy forever?