The past few days were crazy for Mike Schmidt. He lives with killer robots. Then, more killer robots. But now his probably dead 'mentor' came back to life?
"Hello? Uh, is anyone there? Could've sworn I got the right number..."
"Uh, y-yeah this is uh, Mike Schmidt speaking..."
"Hey, Mike! Uh, the boss wanted to tell you... We're bringing back another animatronic... I think he's from the old diner... Fredbear's Family Diner I think..."
"Oh great... Another killer robot." Mike said with an awful lot of sarcasmp
"But also, aren't you-"
"Dead?" 'Phone Guy' interrupted "Well, I'm not. Surprise, I-I guess. You know I thought they would've told you by now."
"Told me? Told me what?"
"It was just a prank. All of it. The calls, the 'reasons' why they roam. Most of it is fake."
"Wait... You mean I was never in any sort of danger from the start? But what about all those missing night guards?"
"They stayed for a day in backstage and then secretly went home." Phone Guy replied.
"So... All of the creepy stuff with the kids and the Bite are fake?" Mike asked.
"Uh, well... not exactly...The Missing Children Incident happened and so did the bite... They did this to see if they could find... him..." Phone Guy said with a feeling of uneasiness. He could tell that the man was uncomfortable with the topic.
"Oh uh... When is the new guy coming in?" Mike asked, trying to change the topic.
"...In about a week... Maybe three nights if the bugs get sorted out easily. You know, there was one bug that they couldn't seem to remove... There was a 'stage mode' glitch in the system... It wouldn't turn off... Apparently, this glitch was from the Freddy model awhile back. So he follows the sounds to make sure that they don't stray from the party... Luckily, the new programmer was able to prevent the same glitch from being passed on to the Fredbear model. But since that guy is /probably/ retired, we couldn't remove it from him." Phone Guy explained.
"Fredbear? Who's that?"
"The gold bear with the purple tophat and bow tie. At least, before... They sorta repainted him after the company was bought. But then they decided to scrap the idea and make kid-friendly and technologically advanced 'toy' versions of the Fazbear Crew.
"So let me get this straight: Fredbear and the other guy were in the Diner, then they were bought by Fazbear Ent., then they were remodeled but then scrapped?" Mike asked.
"Well only Golden got 'remodeled'. But yeah, pretty much." Phone Guy quickly replied.
"Well okay then. Uh is there anything else you need to tell me?"
"Nope. It was nice talking to you I guess. Well see you on the flip side!" Phone Guy said cheerfully before ending the call.
Mike decided to look more into the history of his friends' pasts. It seems like they were hiding lots of things from him. He suddenly remembered, that he got a couple of training tapes and an old newspaper.
November 11, 19XX
Mike slammed the door on Bonnie,who just stared creepily. 'Keep trying Bugs Bunny.' Mike thought while monitoring Freddy. He checked Pirate's Cove before taking notice of two drawers which he never bothered to look at. 'Might as well check while the coast is clear.' He opened the door after Bonnie left and looked at the top drawer and saw an old newspaper and a tape player, along with a couple of tapes. The tapes were labelled as '11-08-87' and 'Instructional'- the latter having been split from 'Instructional 1' to 5. Then he found a half-eaten donut.
'Gross.' Mike said. Who would even even leave there?
He checked the cameras and saw that the creepy robot bear and his gang of jolly killing machines were far from the office. He checked the drawer and saw some drawings and office supplies. There was a microphone as well and by the looks of it, it was older than the actual building itself.
He checked the doors and Bonnie was on the left side and Chica was on the right side. 'They're tag-teaming me now?' And to his distress, the doors were jammed. He looked at the clock and raised his tablet which he definitely did not want to put down. '5:57. And 5% already? I think must've left the cameras on... Maybe I can survive if I stall long enough...'
And with that, the power went out. Bonnie and Chica haven't entered the office yet, so Papa Bear had to finish the job himself. The West Hall was lit up by Freddy Fazbear, as he played the Toreador March. Fear paralyzed the security guard as the song played. Luckily, his song was cut short by the six AM bells. The generator powered up, and the animatronics had to return to stage. So Mike took the tapes, the tape player, the newspaper and the microphone, stuffed it in his bag and ran for the exit.
Present Time
"I... I-I still have those stuff..." He ran up to his room but stopped after hearing something in the kitchen. He ran into the kitchen and saw Chica and Chi, trying to lift the oven which somehow became upside down.
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"... Uh, what jus-"
"Just get help from Freddy..." Chica ordered.
Mike ran up the stairs for the second time. He opened the door to Freddy's room and said:
"Guys, you need to- what's going on here?"
Apparently, they were trying to build a bed but the instructions were torn up and covered with a dark, sticky substance.
"We were trying to build a bed for Fredrick but he 'accidentally' cut the pages. And Golden's left shoulder." Freddy replied bitterly.
"Why would he even do that? You're already helping him. You should just not build the bed for him."
"That's what I told him but no. He "feels bad for him"." Golden replied with a bit more venom than his brother.
"Well anyway, Chica needs help because the oven is upside down for some reason." Mike said. There was an awkward silence in the room.
"... Uh, Golden hand me the supports then go help Chica." Freddy said.
Golden gave Freddy the supports and walked down the stairs with Mike. As soon as he walked in, Chica and her toy counterpart gave him looks. As soon as she saw the damage, Chi frowned knowing what happened, while Chica looked at him with confusion and concern. Golden raised his hand and lifted the oven right-side up with magic of some sort. After that he teleported back to his room to help Freddy construct the bed.
"What happened with him?" Chica asked.
"Probably just Fredrick being a jerk again. He always does this sort of stuff." Chi scowled. She never saw the point in fighting the original models. 'It's bad enough that we replaced them... Then Fred has to go make them feel even worse?'
Chi sighed and went back to her room. Maybe one day, she'll stand up to Fredrick and put a stop to their little feud.
Meanwhile, Mike went up to his room and examined the things in his bag. He decided to get out the tapes first and look at them. They seem old, but not as old as the mic. Then he looked at the newspaper and read it. It had a couple of stains, but it was still readable. It read:
MURDER AT FREDBEAR'S
A young child was murdered by a man who wore the same uniform as the restaurant's employees. The child seemed to be about nine years old and had tear streaks on his face. The restaurant says that the animatronic seemed to stare at the door during the incident as he was supposed to keep kids happy, but couldn't since he wasn't allowed to leave the restaurant. The animatronic broke down because he couldn't make all of the oresent kids happy. The man in question is being searched for by the police. Authorities threaten to close down the establishment until further notice. The restaurant takes that if it were one of their employees, the security footage would have caught it. Police are examining the footage and will not allow customers to enter for the meantime.
'Wow... Could the animatronics have witnessed this? The old uniform was purple... Maybe they know something about them?' He thought to himself. Maybe there was a way to find out more.
The tapes seemed to be long but the player? Not so good. The tape player was crushed and a few bits and pieces of it crumbled in his hands. Mike groaned at this.
'Great... Now I have to find a new one.' He cursed mentally and went on to his room. As he held the microphone, in the corner of his eye he could've sworn that he saw Golden looking at it... Like it seemed...familiar... He brushed that thought aside and opened that door. BB and Marion were already setting up.
"Hello Michael." greeted Marion. He turned around and gave a formal nod while BB just said a quick 'hi' as he continued putting balloons everywhere.
"Uh... yeah hey. Any chance you got a tape player?"
"I think Mr. Freddy has one!" BB replied in a happy tone, watching a balloon deflate as it flew into the air.
"Alright... Thanks." Mike dropped off his stuff on his bed and grabbed the first instructional tape and went to Freddy's room. He felt nauseous and fell to the ground.
Mike opened his eyes. He suddenly felt dizzy, but it still was fine. He looked at his hand and was utterly shocked to see that his hand was replaced by a paw- a brown animatronic paw. He checked his surroundings and saw some kids. For some reason he felt obliged to give them something. He looked at his other hand. On top of it lay a large cake on a shiny silver platter. He walked towards the kids and each happily received a slice.
Outside, he noticed a lone child crying. He wanted to give him cake but the programs forbade him from leaving the restaurant. He went back to the other kids gave them some more cake but a feeling in his mind still wanted him to help him.
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He looked at the window. A man in purple went up to the child. He gave him some cake. The child smiled. But suddenly, the child cried more, and more and more. Until finally, he fell to the ground.
Errors filled Mike's mind as the children screamed for more cake.
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[WARNING! TOO MANY SAD CHILDREN]
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'help him'
The staff closed in on him. They grabbed both of his arms until they saw the little child. He saw a wispy smoke coming from the child entering a puppet thing. It looked up, eyes glowing white while a purple ooze came from its eyes. The ooze slid down its face until the mouth. Just like the child's.
"Mike! Mike!"
He snapped back to reality. Golden was looking at him with a worried expression. He seemed to know of what happened. The security guard had fainted on the floor. He stood up and went back to his room.
Marion had set up his gift box and was listening to the sound of a worn out music box. Mike went back to bed and slept through the rest of the night. He didn't care what happened. For now, he just needed rest. 'I'll do it tomorrow. After all, tomorrow is another day.'
Five days ago.
A mechanical bunny sat in the corner. It heard loud noises and some people talking.
"Ugh, just- just flick the switch already, Phil."
Then suddenly, click was heard. The light flickered on and off. The light flooded the room. The two men stood in front of the bunny. Its faded golden yellow suit rotting away
"Sheesh. He's a mess. We need to fix him up right away."
"Alright. I-I'll tell the boss."
The men walked out and closer the door gently. The animatronic bunny opened his glowing grey eyes. The color faded long ago. One thing was stuck in his mind.
'Where are you, Fredbear?'
A/N: Hey guys! Again, sorry for not updating. I thought that this chapter was too short, but then I didn't have any time, and school projects and our periodical was about last week and all. So yeah! As always I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's. Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to the awesome Scott Cawthon.