A/N: Heyo! Trying to get re-obsessed with fnaf, which is kinda' hard right now. Especially when your not in the mood to write. Nevertheless, I pushed this out out through my disobedient fingertips so they probably tried to slip as many grammatical errors in as they could. I apologize on their behalf.

This chapter is going to be pretty cliche, but I think Freddy needs more reasons to be obsessed with Mike so I threw it in.

enjoy!

Animatronics don't dream. Freddy had learned this early on. When they truly powered down – which they rarely did – it would come back to them as a blank moment. Like if you were standing in a room, blinked, and five hours had passed. Year after year of this had all but made him forget about dreams.

So to say he had dreamed last night was more than a little shocking.

There were only a few more customers left in the building. Most of them packing up to leave. He and the rest of the crew were slowly making their way backstage, taking the same steps they had taken millions of times before.

He sat up from where he had collapsed, in the corner of the garage. His neck squealed in protest and he swiveled his head around, trying to orient himself.

It was still dark, but the small windows in the garage door were beginning to brighten, showing that dawn wasn't too far off. It was just enough to show his half-finished creation sprawled out on the floor.

Already the night's plans were swimming in his head, along with some less than desirable songs stuck in his head. It was the night guards fourth night. Why the hell she was still here Freddy had no idea, but he was excited. She would be easy to crack.

Metal parts had been forcibly shoved together to make them stay. A wire basket here, a torn picture frame there. Freddy knew that making a suit would be hard, but he hadn't thought it would be this hard. He still had some ways to go, but at least he was making progress.

With a definitive nod, he stood up and tried to loosen his frame. It was strange being so… free. Not that he was complaining – far from it – but he wasn't used to this freedom. He could move whenever he wanted, he wasn't stuck going through the same motion day after day. It was invigorating. And it was all thanks to Mike.

Speaking of the human where was he?

Freddy lumbered out of the garage. As all of the past night-guards had learned, he was surprisingly light on his feet despite his size. He moved into the kitchen, glancing around to confirm that the human wasn't there.

The living room was next, and then the bathroom. Out of sheer boredom Freddy started checking the closets and cabinets. He didn't expect to find Mike, it was just something to pass the time. He felt like he needed to keep moving with this newfound freedom.

It got brighter and brighter as the sun rose and Freddy came to a stop in a patch of sunlight. He watched with fascination as sunlight lit up the fur on his feet. How it almost made his fur glow. It was warm too.

The warmth tickled him with a memory. He couldn't quite recall it. Like trying to hear an echo, it faded too fast for him to grab.

"Morning."

Freddy ignored the pain and noise his neck made as he swiveled around to watch Mike wheel his chair over to grab his glass. With his clothes in disarray and his hair a mess Freddy wished that he could smile wider.

The shock of Mike's kindness towards him had worn off, and while it was still surprising Freddy had just realized something. With his newfound freedom he could kill Mike whenever he wanted. He didn't have to wait till night like he did at the pizzeria.

Mike looked to vulnerable right now. He could kill him so easily. All he would just have to walk over there and grab him. It would be all over before the human could let out a cry for help.

Mike eyed him quizzically as he stepped up so he was looming over him. "Something up big guy?"

Freddy just stood there looking down at the human. The thought of killing him was tempting. So, so, tempting. But… again, there was that fascination. This human was different from all the others he was sure of it. The way he spoke, the way he acted. If there his unexplainable kindness was anything to go by. There wasn't even a hint of fear in the human's eyes today.

To have this power, the power to kill Mike, to move where he wanted. It was more than alluring, it was addicting. And the icing on the cake was that Mike didn't seem to think he would even consider killing him.

Freddy reached forward and slowly patted Mike's hair.

There was no way he was going to end it so soon.

He still needed to finish making the suit, and he was completely fine with just following this human around for a while longer. Being out of the pizzeria was fun and he wasn't ready for it to be over. Plus, this human fascinated him.

He looked down at Mike with his perpetual grin and froze.

Suddenly a small form jumped in front of him and he came to a stop. Glaring at the small human in front of him with what he could Freddy waited impatiently for him to move. Kids… They were always the same, with their grubby hands and snot-nosed faces. They were so… bland. They were counter copies of each other. Sometimes Freddy wished that he could join Foxy. Out of sight and out of mind.

This one looked up at him with the same awestruck face as all the children did, but then flashed a smile and pointed at Bonnie behind him. "I really think you should have sung and played the guitar."

Freddy slowly turned to look at Bonnie behind him then back at the child, raising a metaphorical eyebrow.

Oh?

The boy continued, busy messing with the small paper crown he had gotten at the birthday party. "Yeah, Bonnie looks like he would play the piano better. But if you're the lead singer for a band you need to play an instrument too."

Freddy could feel Bonnie seethe slightly behind him and smiled. There were two things in this world that Bonnie cared about: His bowtie, and his guitar. Looking down at the boy in amusement Freddy listened as he started going off about how bands were supposed to be. Maybe he was a little wrong. Not all kids were the same.

"Michael it's time to go!"

Both animatronic and human turned to see a woman standing impatiently near the exit, party bag in hand.

Michael leaned in to whisper to Freddy. "I hate it when she calls me that, almost as much as I hate the new guy she's dating." And with that he turned and sauntered over to the lady, adjusting his crown.

Freddy felt a shudder work through his system and his vision shuttered. He felt his weight shift and his hand came into contact with the wall, keeping him upright. For a slight moment Freddy was worried that he was shutting down, but his vision slowly returned.

Whatever the small hiccup was, it finished its course and Freddy found himself staring after Mike who was wheeling himself away from the cabinet with a bowl and a spoon in hand. Completely oblivious to what had happened.

The animatronic couldn't move for a moment as he stared at the human. A human that he remembered.

Mike brushed off Freddy's behavior as normal as he moved over to grab the cereal. He hadn't slept that well so he was still pretty tired. And he was sore everywhere. It felt like he had gotten into a fight with a professional wrestler and lost.

He put together his breakfast and downed his medication, moving into the living room. He really needed a shower, and he probably should put on some new clothes. The hospital gown and the pants underneath weren't exactly his style.

Mike let his mind wander as he parked himself in front of the TV, flipping it on to some random channel. In the back of his mind he knew he needed to figure out a way to explain Freddy to Jeremy without him freaking out. It already sounded like an impossible task, but Freddy saved his life. That had to count for something right?

The said animatronic walked into the room, making a beeline straight towards him.

Mike squinted as Freddy stepped into the sunlight. Now that he was looking at the him, like really looking at him, the animatronic looked filthy. Like some stuffed animal that had gotten left out in the yard for a week. There was also that horrible noise his neck kept making. And there was an unpleasant odor that emanated from him.

The sudden image of Freddy getting hosed off made Mike chuckle and he looked up at the hulking form standing directly next to him. "You know you would probably look less creepy if you got cleaned."

Freddy merely watched him, cocking his head to the side slightly.

Shaking his head, Mike turned back towards the television. Even though he had been around Freddy for just one day, he was starting to get used to the animatronics presence.

The show ran its course and Mike watched it half interested. He needed to figure out what to do about his plans today. Terra said that they were all hanging out at Gabe's today – but what about Freddy? Personally he wouldn't mind having some space, but what if Jeremy came in while he was gone? What if Freddy did something to Jerry's stuff?

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think of anything as his phone vibrated.

We're on our way. Terra's message said.

"Crap," Mike muttered looking up at the animatronic. He knew for a fact that Freddy wouldn't fall for getting stuck in the closet again. Typing a quick response, he looked up at Freddy.

"Hey," he said.

Freddy focused on him and Mike swallowed nervously. Okay, maybe he had lied to himself when he said he was used to the animatronic. There was just something about his gaze today that was unsettling. It wasn't the normal cold stare, but more like predatory… or obsessed. It was actually pretty creepy.

"Sooo… my friends are coming over. I need you to hide when they get here," Mike said. "They don't know about you and personally I don't think they would react too well if they saw you. Okay?"

Mike waited awkwardly for some form of response from Freddy, but none came. Freddy just continued to stare at him. Well, he would just have to hope Freddy got it, because he had to get ready. Terra would have a small fit if she saw him like this. Then she would probably act like he was some wounded puppy that needed help.

Wheeling himself towards the foot of the stairs he repeated yesterday's action. Crawling up the stairs. He was a little slower though with how sore he felt. And everything looked different when you looked up at it. Finding some clothes and a towel Mike began what should have been a familiar process… showering.

Well, it's a little hard to shower when you couldn't stand, and he had some bandages that probably should be getting wet. He ignored it though and sat at the bottom of the tub, letting the water run over him as he tried to clean himself. It almost felt like he was washing someone else, when he did his lower half. Having no feeling down there was weird. As he scrubbed his legs he noticed a rub burn on his thigh. The only way he could have gotten that was when… he crawled up the stairs.

Mike frowned and was a little softer with his scrubbing. He was going to have to be more careful with what he did. He could easily cut or hurt his lower half without realizing it. And those cuts could get infected and then he would have to go to the hospital. It would be better to just avoid that whole thing. He couldn't make Jeremy pay for something as stupid as that.

Finishing up, he dried himself to the best of his abilities and dressed. Grabbing what he thought he would need over at Gabe's he threw it into a small bag and made his way down the stairs carefully.

Freddy was waiting at the bottom, in the exact same spot he had when Mike had gone upstairs.

"I'm sure there's something else besides me that interests you around here," Mike huffed, a little annoyed at the constant attention. "If It'll get you to stop hovering I'll grab you a one of those giant-piece puzzles at the store."

No response. As usual.

Mike settled into his wheelchair and quickly moved to the kitchen, putting away things that he had forgotten to. There was no way he was able to wash his dish so he just left it on the counter. His phone vibrated.

We're here. It read.

"Shit… Okay, time for you to hide," Mike stated looking up at Freddy. When Freddy didn't move Mike pointed towards the other side of the dining room. "You need to go stand over there until they're gone." Again Freddy didn't move and Mike rolled his eyes. "seriously big guy… welp, we're doing this whether you like it or not."

Using his chair, Mike slowly began herding Freddy towards the corner of the dining room. Whenever he bumped the animatronic he would back up just slightly, so it wasn't as fast as Mike would have liked it. Soon, Freddy stood with his back to the wall, now glowering at Mike.

Mike of course ignored him and wheeled himself over to the table where Freddy has set his finger down. Grabbing it, he tossed it towards the animatronic. "Here mess with this."

Hearing the front door open, Mike didn't wait to see if Freddy would stay or not and wheeled himself towards to hallway. He spotted Terra and Gabe both were peering around, almost like they were afraid of coming in.

"Hey guys!" Mike called happily. His smile was real, but his heart was hammering in his chest.

Terra's eyes landed on him and lit up. "Mike!" She squealed. Running over she engulfed him in a hug. The smell of her perfume made him blush somewhat, but he hugged her back. Gabe waited patiently until Terra stood up. He surprised Mike by also giving him a solid hug.

"Hey man how's it going?"

"Good, how are you guys?" Mike asked. He could keep the grin off his face. He had missed his friends.

"The usual, homework coming out of our ears," Gabe replied. Terra rolled her eyes.

"You mean homework coming out of your ears. I finished mine yesterday." She brushed some hair back. Her purple streaks looked darker, which meant she must have done her hair last night too.

Gabe rolled his eyes. "Whatever, homework is meant to be brushed off. If teachers thought it was important they would have you do it in class. And besides Mike's more important than any paper Miss B gave me. Right Mike?" The way he waggled his eyebrows trying to get Mike to agree was hilarious.

"Of course," Mike laughed. "Besides, she's a capital B. And B's don't deserve hard work." He nervously glanced behind him, worried that Freddy might appear at any moment. His heart was still pounding and he was so nervous that his hands started to shake.

"Oh grow up guys," Terra huffed. She ran a critical eye over Mike for a moment. "How are you really feeling Mike? Does anything hurt?"

"Not really. I mean, my chest is a little sore, but other than that I'm fine." Mike explained. When Terra's expression didn't change Mike hastily clasped his hands together. "The medication is helping a lot."

"Speaking of which, do we need to bring that with us?" Terra asked. She looked past Mike towards the kitchen.

"Nope, I should be good." Mike said, wheeling his chair forward. "Let's get going!"

"Someone's in a hurry, are you trying to hide something?" Gabe teased.

"No," Mike lamely shot back. "I just want to get going. I heard Terra has a surprise for me, and you guys both know I hate it here."

Both Terra and Gabe frowned at that. It was no secret that Mike's parents weren't the best. Mike tried his best to make the best out of the situation, but he wasn't shy in telling his friends that he was moving out as soon as he could. It was one of the reasons why he had taken a job at the pizzeria.

Thankfully Gabe dropped it and moved behind him to push while Terra got the door. Mike let out a silent sigh of relief once they were outside and the door shut behind them. He was glade that Freddy had listened and at least stayed out of sight. He wasn't ready to explain him to Terra and Gabe.

As he was pushed towards Gabe's car he grew worried. What would Freddy do with him gone? What if he tried to find him and couldn't? What if he went outside? These and other thoughts began running through his head. He instantly tried to push them down. He was going to have fun today. He wasn't going to worry about what Freddy did. Even if the animatronic tore up the place.

"Well, you're going to love your surprise," Terra said trying to start up the friendly banter again. "I've been working on it for a while."

"Oh?" Mike said. "What is it?"

"A secret," Terra replied smugly. She laughed when he pouted slightly. "You'll see it in a bit you big baby."

Mike smiled and stuck out his tongue. "Sure."

As he was situated in the car he shot Jeremy a quick text telling him where he was so that he wouldn't come looking for him at the house. Gabe began to animatedly tell him a story about a mishap at the pep assembly while Terra kept telling Gabe to focus on the road.

Mike genuinely smiled. He had missed this. Even though it seemed as if things were starting to go back to some sense of normalcy, he was trying not to worry about what Freddy was going to do.