Mike quickly slammed the tablet down, desperate to shut Foxy out of the room. Foxy was a Red, Pirate Fox character. He was the one that caused the Bite of 87 and that's why Mike feared him so much. He reached for the button to close the door and then lifted up his tablet again, attempting to find the Mischievous Animatronic. He scanned the entire building but could find no trace of the fox.

"Am… Am I too late?" Mike said to himself. Suddenly, a metal hand reached from the shadows behind him, making him jump slightly on the touch. "Aye lad… Ye be too late… Game Over!" a somewhat mechanical sounding voice said from behind him. It was indeed Foxy. The Yellow Eyed Pirate must've snuck into the room whilst Mike was looking out for the others.

Bonnie curiously poked his head into the room, smiling. "Ahah! Foxy? Didja get 'em?" He said with a toothy grin. Foxy nodded as Freddy and Chica walked into the office too. "You played well, Michael, however I think you should keep an eye out for Foxy more often." Freddy said with a deep voice. Mike frowned at the animatronics. "Hey! You guys have it easy! I have to keep an eye on all four of you-"Mike said. A giggle echoed through the entire building, and when Mike blinked next, Golden Freddy sat on the floor in front of him. He opened his mouth to speak. "Ahem, Mister Schmidt, I think that will be FIVE of us."

Mike sighed. "Fine, Five of you. You only have to keep an eye on me and try and scare me. You get it easy!" he complained. Foxy narrowed his eyes at Mike. "Lad, It ain' so easy when ye slam th' brig doors down on our faces, Ye scallywag!" Foxy ranted back at Mike. "Hey! I'm not the one trying to charge full speed down the hall! You know what? I bet if you were stuck in this damn room, you'd be the one who's screwed!" Mike argued back.

"Michael…? Are… Are you challenging us?" Chica said, slightly worried. "I think Michael has a point, Foxy. We don't know what it's like to be stuck in this room and look after us all." Freddy responded. "I suppose… Ah tell ye wot… I 'ave an idea!" Foxy declared.

The Storm outside had calmed by now due to it raging all day and night. It was 3:42 AM and the clouds were beginning to part away to form a beautiful starry sky, Inside of the restaurant, all six of them gathered around to discuss Foxy's plan. "So, let me get this straight. You want over the next five nights for Mike to take over the role of-"Bonnie was interrupted by Golden Freddy. "Ahem, Mister Bonnie, I think it's best that Mister Schmidt shan't take my role." He explained.

"Why is that, lad? Ye scared that he's gonna get to yer secret stash of pink garments back there?" Foxy chuckled at Golden Freddy, whom in return simply sighed and floated off back to his Poster. "The Reason for it, Mister Foxy, is that Mister Schmidt will be unable to phase into my poster." Golden Freddy returned to his secret lair behind the poster.

"Right…" Bonnie continued. "So, for four nights, Mike's gonna take on the role of one of us, and in return, that animatronic will be the night guard?" Chica shot her hand up in the air, dying to give a suggestion. "Ooh! OOH! How about, every night, Mike has to wear something that resembles us! And we get to have the security cap!" Chica busted out, eager to get her idea into the game.

"Sounds like a great idea, Chica." Mike said to the excited chicken.

"So! Who's first?" Freddy asked them.

The Group looked at each other in silence, over the next few hours; they'd decide who would go first. And tomorrow, when Mike returned, the game would begin.

Authors Note:

Hey guys, I'm going to leave Chapter 3 until the New Year, simply because I need to relax. But who knows, maybe I'll release it before that, So just stay tuned, and maybe we'll find out who gets to go first.