Being Human
I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's. Scott Cawthon does.
Summary: Mike checks the back room like Phone Guy asked. What he finds…is something that has to be seen to be believed.
Warnings: slight gore, dark themes, swearing, death frequently mentioned/discussed.
Notes: A story told in drabbles rather than full chapters.
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"Oh - Oh, no…" Phone Guy got up from his spot and went over to Mike, managing to crouch in order to get closer to his height, "M-Mike, I-I didn't mean to upset you…Uh - please, don't cry…"
"S-Sorry, I just…" Mike sniffled, wiping at his eye with one fist, "Jesus…you must think I'm really pathetic…"
"No." Phone Guy said immediately, with a lazy happiness about him, but there was sincerity, "I'm flattered you care so much about someone you barely know."
"What about you?" Mike looked at him, "You went back there for someone you didn't know altogether!"
"I did." Phone Guy replied, "And you know, I'm glad I did. Sure, I might've paid the price, but…well…uh, I doubt you and I would've even met if I hadn't. Who knows? Maybe we would have. Maybe you would've been the bear suit!" There was a pause, "…Oh. Oh, no. Uh - that came out wrong. What I meant was -"
But Mike was already laughing, tears completely gone. Phone Guy stared at him, most likely smiling, as Mike's laughter soon died down and he was left grinning, "Gee, thanks, Phone Guy. But, you know, I'm a better guard than you think!"
"Oh, I know that, Mike. You're one of the best night guards we've ever had!"
