A/N: Hey guys! Before we get started, I've got three things to tell you: the first is how thankful I am for your continued support. The second is an appeal to the 300+ passive reader: I need honest reviews to help forward my fanfic! And the last is I realised I haven't described Mike or Emma yet, so:
Mike is sixfoot two, with shortish black hair and a heavy build-he usually wears a dark blue uniform.
Emma is five foot ten, with shoulder length light brown hair-she usually wears simple black trousers and a white blouse. And her breast size is a small D for you pervs out there :)
Mike was driving his Mondeo down a quiet rode-he was on his way back to Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria-the building that was a joy to kids during the day, but a house of horrors to Mike. And not one of those crappy ones you get at fairs either Mike thought. If it wasn't for the contract he'd signed, he wouldn't be going back. Although, it wasn't entirely his fault, though. He didn't exactly get told all the important information before he signed up, like the fact that the 'loveable' animatronics would stuff him into a suit full of robot parts, which would cause a 'horrible, painful death' as that insane Phone Guy told him. Now THAT was a very messed up individual. Mike pondered about death, killer animatronics and a man with a telephone on his head all the way his destination.
Time Skip-20 minutes later
Pulling into his parking spot at the side of the building right under the Freddy's sign, Mike put his head on the steering wheel and sighed. He couldn't believe he was going through with it-if he'd ran, he could've been in Mexico by now. Sighing again, he opened his car door and stepped out before closing it again and pressing his blipper to lock it. Walking through the front doors, his fear turned to anger as he saw Emma Livingstone, the woman who convinced him to sign the contract the night before. She was sitting on one of the tables, looking down at the floor. Mike shouted "Hey!" She jumped as if that was the first time she realised he was in the room, but Mike thought she must have heard his footfalls on the floor. "H...Hi." She said, quite as a mouse, before looking back down at the floor. This angered Mike "Hi? HI? You make me spend six fucking hours with a killer care bear, a KFC reject and the Easter Bunnie's transgender cousin, and you greet me with HI? What the hell were you-" He stops when he realises Emma is quietly crying. He was not expecting that considering how bubbly she was yesterday. She suddenly looked towards him and cried out "I'm sorry, Mike! They forced me to!" She was sobbing through her words. "They said if I told you anything... they'd stop my mother's hospital treatment. She's got a rare condition but I can't afford the payment-so they do as long as I do as they say." She jumped up, wrapping her arms around him. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please forgive me!" She was back to quietly crying. Mike was at a loss for words-he'd had thousands in mind to rip into her, but in the case of comforting her, he came up with nothing.
"Look, Emma..." he started, thinking of what to say. "I'm sorry. I... I didn't know. If I had, I wouldn't have shouted at you like that." Mike put his hands on her shoulders as he continued "I forgive you. It wasn't your fault. You need to let go of me though, cos I can't breathe and that IS your fault". She sprang away from him wiping the tears off her cheeks. Mike started walking to the double doors to let Emma out, checking his watch as he walked. "There's four minutes left till my shift starts, and I need to get to the office-" turning around, he saw Emma walking towards Pirate Cove. "We'd better get going then!" she fired back over her shoulder. Mike was seriously considering the possibility that she'd planned this all along. Except the tears Mike thought. That devious little... He sighed before jogging to catch up with her.
They reached the office in time. Mike stepped through the doorway to see Emma sat on the desk right next to the fan. Well, at least she left me the chair Mike thought to himself. Slowly he sat down, picking up the tablet. "Right... Let's do this."
A minute later, the phone rang, and both Emma and Mike went to pick it up before remembering it was a recorded message. "Umm hello? hello, hello?" the calm voice on the other end started. "Well, umm... if you're listening to this, then congrats! You made it through your first night! I guess you wasn't so fucked after all, heh heh... but anyway, I'm not going to speak for as long tonight, because the animatronics become a lot more active as the week goes on. It's probably a good idea to check the cameras while I talk-" Emma and Mike stopped staring at the phone and started frantically checking the cameras. "-just to make sure everyone's in their proper places. Also, check the curtains in Pirate Cove every once in a while, that character has always been a little... quirky. Just check on him every now and again and it should stop his attacks, or at least stop them happening as often. Well, that's all for tonight, I'll be back tomorrow with another lesson on survi- oh crap I forgot to check him!" and with that the message ended. "I think I know that voice..." Emma said, trying to remember who it belonged to. Mike was wondering about something himself "I wonder who he was supposed to be checking? Anyway, we've got our own problems. Let's just try to survive the night before we play Sherlock Holmes."
Time Skip-Forty Minutes Later
Mike and his new companion had switched places, with Emma now sat in the chair with the tablet in hand and Mike pacing the office-it was actually more spacious than it looked when he first stepped into the office the previous night. "Mike, Chica's two cameras away, can you see her?" Emma said, her eyes glued to the screen. There was a slight tremor in her voice, but apart from that she was hiding her fear well. He walked over to the panel next to the door and pressed the button for the light. There wasn't anything next to the window, so he stepped into the doorway and shone his flashlight down the hall, again finding nothing. "She's not there. We'll keep an eye on her, she's probably just around the corner. Check on the others." he said walking back to the desk. "OK" Emma said, flicking through the cameras as she spoke. "Toy Freddy's still on the stage... Toy Bonnie's in that room next to the stage-the one with the spare endoskeleton... Toy Chica's around the corner... And Vixxey's still in Pirate Cove-but she's not on the ship anymore. Foxy's got his head poking out of the curtains. Mike..." she looked at him and held out the tablet "I think Foxy and Vixxey's are talking to each other!" Mike took the tablet and squinted at the screen. The picture wasn't the best, but he could clearly make out Foxy's jaw moving and Vixxey's head moving, like they were in a heated conversation. "Hell... maybe they're trying to decide how to kill us." he went to pass the tablet back, but Emma had crossed to the right hand door. She pressed the door light. "Aagh!" she screamed. A yellow face was pressed against the window. Staring in at the two occupants. She took a step towards the doorway. Then another. Two away. "Emma, HIT THE DOOR!" Mike shouted as Toy Chica started taking another step. Emma punched the button, making the world's loudest thud as the door shut in the avian terror's face. She screeched in fury, denied her pray in the last second and stomped away. Mike turned the frightened woman away from the door. "Emma" he said. She was shaking like a leaf. "Emma! Its OK. The chicken left. We're fine." He sat her down in the chair, then event over to the door-he remembered Phone Guy's warning about saving power. So he sat on the desk with the tablet, watching the cameras as if his life depended on it (which, he reasoned, it kind of did).
Time Skip:Two hours later
Emma had calmed down. She was back in the chair with the tablet in hand. Toy Chica had gone to the kitchen after being shut out, and had been making noise ever since. Toy Bonnie kept teasing them by going in the hallway, but never coming close enough to be in the door light. The two people in the security office were doing good for power-nearly half way through the night and they still had 74% power. Emma flicked to the Pirate Cove camera, seeing Foxy with his head out of the curtain again and Vixxey halfway up the mast on the mock up pirate ship. Mike was bored walking between the two doors, so he decided to ask Emma a question. "Hey Emma. Have you 'recruited' anyone else apart from me?" She looked up from the tablet to reply "No, you're the only one I've 'recruited'" she almost spat out the last word. "Before this, I used to help cover up the disappearences of the nightguards, just stuff like saying I didn't see anything when the police asked me questions. Again, I'm sorry for roping you into this. I had to". She checked the cameras "Mike! Foxy's coming! shut the door!" Mike was on the near the right hand door. He slid across the desk, kicking both of the buttons as he slid off the end of the desk. The result of this was a loud thunk as the door hit the floor, a flash of red as Foxy ran past the window, and five bangs on the heavy blast door. And Mike holding his head where he banged it on the tiled floor, groaning slightly. Emma got up and ran around the desk to Mike. "Mike. Mike! Are you OK? she said, shaking him by the shoulder. He slowly sat up, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah yeah, I'm fine... help me up will ya?" Emma grabbed his arm and pulled. He was really heavy, so Mike himself ended up doing most of the work. "I'm fine, just check the cameras!" Emma flicked through the cameras, seeing that none of the animatronics were near them. "Mike, we're fine. Here take the tablet, I'll handle the doors for a while."
Time Skip:Two and a half hours later
The time was 5:15. Emma was still on the tablet, flicking through the cameras. She kept looking up at Mike as if she was about to say something, but then she'd just look back at the tablet. She realised that they may have a problem. "Umm, Mike..." Mike didn't answer, his head drooping slightly. He was half asleep. "Mike! I can't find Vixey!" Mike's head snapped up instantly. How could one of the animatronics just dissapear?
"Let me see!" he said, extremely worried. Emma threw the tablet to him, which he caught deftly (which, considering he was almost asleep a few seconds ago is a minor miracle). He started at Pirate Cove, flicking through all the rooms on the left side of the building, then the right just to make sure. She was nowhere to be seen. "Goddamn it! Where is she?" He flicked through all the cameras again while Emma checked the door lights-there was nothing on either. That was when Emma noticed something. "Mike! Listen..." she said quietly. They were both silent for nearly twenty seconds before they could make out a dull metal clanging noise, getting louder and louder. Mike and Emma both looked up at the ceiling, seeing the large vent covered by a grille in the ceiling. "Mike! Pass me the flashlight and pop the grille!" Mike thought it was crazy, but he sensed something urgent in her voice, so he threw her the flashlight and started removing the grill. It fell open and he was greeted by a bright white face. "Aagh!" he fell backwards, seeing Emma run up and flash the light several times in the vixen's face. It visibly recoiled, and started crawling back through the vent. "Put the cover back on!" Emma shouted. Mike whent to do that whilst Emma walked over to the left hand door and pressed the doorlight, seeing a bright blue bunnie with rosy cheeks staring through the glass. "Piss off rabbit!" she shouted at it while pressing the door button. The rabbit did NOT look happy. She swithched the light off, leaving Toy Bonnie to mope outside. Mike had got the vent grille back in place and looked at the tablet. "5:45 and 20% power. We'll shut both doors for the last 15 minutes." He crossed over to the right hand door, closing it before switching on the light. Toy Chica was froze midstep, her head angled slightly towards the glass. "Ha! Locked out bitch!" he gave her the finger before turning the light back off.
Fifteen minutes later, the fireworks began on the tablet. Mike and Emma each opened a door before meeting in near the double doors leading out of the building. They both stepped out before Mike started speaking "OK, Emma... I appreciate how you stayed with me tonight, you definitely saved me a few times, but you can't come again. Understood?" he noticed how sad she looked when he said that-almost as if she'd miss having killer animatronics trying to rip her limb from limb. "Understood." she said, before hugging him. "Maybe I'll see you some other time!" she was back to her normal, bright self. "Goodbye Mike!"
"See you later, Emma!" He watched her walk around the corner of the building until she was out of sight before getting in his car. He started the drive home thinking about how lonely the next few nights were going to be.
A/N: Thank you guys for reading! What didya think? This chapter was almost as long as the first and second combined and took me ages to write! I'm hoping to get the next chapter out by Sunday next week-It'll answer a lot of your questions (hopefully). Only one thing left before I go: I need reviews! I thank my four reviewers for their continued support, but I need more reviews to help me make choices. I need less passive readers-my reviewers write this as much as I do.
This is MattyJones, Signing Off!
