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.
I've started an RP blog for this Mike over on Tumblr! If ya wanna go ask him stuff, just message me and I'll link you to the blog!
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It wasn't long after that that Mike awoke from his sleep. The guard sat up in bed and yawned loudly, stretching his spine and arms, then looked to Phone Guy with a smile, "Hey there, Phone Guy. You alright?"
Phone Guy barely noticed Mike move, he was so deep in thought. After a moment, the dead man flinched and looked over, "Hm? Oh, sorry. Hello, hello, Mike. You sleep alright?"
Mike blinked twice, "…Yeah, I guess - Phone Guy, you okay?"
"Y-Yeah, I just…" Phone Guy took a moment to consider his wording, then he gave a small sigh. He didn't want to ask too much of Mike; that wouldn't be fair. No, it had to be just enough. Just enough.
"Phone Guy?" Mike's brow furrowed, "What's wrong?"
"…Mike. Um - could you do me a favour?"
Mike blinked, "What - yeah, of course!" He'd do anything to pay Phone Guy back for all he'd done for him. "Anything! You name it!"
"…Could you go to my house for me?"
