A/N: Yo, what's up guys! Long time no see. I won't waste your time, if you want to know why it's been so long since I've updated, I'll leave that garbage at the bottom.

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When Terra had suggested cleaning Freddy, Mike couldn't help the mental image of some 80's car wash from filling his mind. Gabe had laughed at the notion and Freddy just stared at her like she had two heads. Turns out cleaning Freddy meant getting a dampening paper towels with a heavily pine scented shampoo and dabbing away at the various stains that adorned Freddy's body.

Freddy had not been found of the idea. For the first ten minutes of their attempted cleaning project he would simply walk away, eyeing them warily. It was only after Mike physically parked his wheelchair directly in front of the animatronic that he stopped moving.

The plastic bucket on the kitchen floor quickly filled with dirtied paper towels as they set to work.

"So," Gabe grunted rubbing at a particular tough stain. Mike didn't even want to know how it got on the underside of Freddy's arm. "Do you think the other animatronics are like this? Because I've been thinking about getting a dog, but having one of these things would totally be more fun than a dog."

Freddy lifted his arm up higher and deadpanned at Gabe. With a huff, Gabe threw the yellowish paper towel into the bucket. "What?"

Mike shook his head, focusing on cleaning Freddy's hand. The hand was missing a finger, and Mike ran touched his chest where the bullet wound rested. While Mike wouldn't question the fact that Freddy had saved his life by essentially stabbing his finger into his chest. He had no idea why.

"I don't think so Gabe. I mean, none of them ever acted like Freddy did when he saved my life. So I think you're out of luck there."

"Oh thank God!" Terra said. She wrinkled her nose as she tossed her gross paper towel into the bucket. "Can you imagine the havoc Gabe would run with one of those things? I wouldn't be surprised if you tried to bring it with you to school on halloween."

"Hey! That pirate would make a great prop!" Gabe said, half-jokingly.

Freddy's head went back and forth with the conversation. His neck making the same horrible nose it always did. It was pretty obvious to Mike that he was uncomfortable with all three of them crowding around him, but he was staying still. Shaking his head in amusement, Mike wiped what looked like some dried cheese from Freddy's waist and wheeled back.

"Well, I think he looks pretty good guys? What do you think?"

Terra stepped over next to Mike and observed the bear. "He definitely looks better than he did before. And he doesn't stink anymore."

Mike scratched his head. "Did he really smell that bad?"

"Dude, are you sure your nose isn't broken? Because he smelt like something that went bad in the fridge four months ago." Gabe subtly imputed as he strutted over to stand on Mike's other side. "And he does look a lot better. Now he looks more like a bear than a dark stained leopard."

Freddy's head snapped towards Gabe and he instantly held up his hands. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding."

Appeased, Freddy began looking himself over. Hands running through his brown fur, that hadn't been cleaned in who knows how long before today.

They all watched him for a moment and Mike could swear that Freddy looked… happy. Not the creepy happy like when he stared at him, but actually happy.

"So what are our dinner plans?" Gabe stated. Mike glanced at the microwave clock only to realize that it was already nine. Coughing Mike glanced at Terra, waiting for her to reply first, only to find her staring at Freddy.

A moment of silence passed before Gabe clapped his hands. "Pizza it is folks!" Digging out his phone he typed in a number and began walking into the living room.

Mike turned to Terra finding that she was still staring at Freddy. A frown on her face. "Hey are you okay?"

"Hmm?" Terra hummed.

"Are you alright?" Mike repeated. "You were kinda' zoned out there."

"Yeah, Everything's fine," Terra said. Mike just raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Really," She emphasized.

"Whoa, no need to get sassy with me," Mike said holding his hands up. A grin threatening to split his face. "If you could lose the attitude that would be great."

"What attitude?" Terra sighed, playing along. "You know what? You just need to accept this Mike. It's not a phase! This is who I really am."

They stared at each other for a moment, their straight faces cracking under their mirth. Terra finally caved and let out a giggle. They both laughed and she swooped down and wrapped him in a hug. "Hah, Mike promise me you'll never change."

The sudden warmth was accompanied by the smell of vanilla and coconut shampoo. Mike blushed and returned the hug for a moment before Terra pulled back a bit.

"I guess I can do it for you," Mike said, finally finding his voice.

Terra smiled and they stared at each other. Mike was clenching the armrests on his wheelchair. Come on Mike! She's so close. All you've got to do is close the gap and kiss her. Like those stupid movies. Taking a shallow breath, Mike slowly made the space between them disappear.

Only to be yanked backwards.

"Jeez!" Mike sputtered. He turned to see Freddy there, looking between the two of them, his hand firmly latched onto the back of his wheelchair.

"Um," Terra stated, with a worried expression. Freddy had a surprised look on his face, as if he hadn't expected Mike's wheelchair to move for him. He experimentally moved Mike's wheelchair back and forth. The experimental moves became more and more sure until Freddy was wheeling Mike around the kitchen. Terra's laughter following them as Freddy suddenly pushed a startled Mike into the living room.

"Way to be a cockblock big guy," Mike muttered dejectedly. He half-heartedly glared at the animatronic as he was happily wheeled around. In response Freddy leaned down towards him, his grin seeming to grow.

With a sigh, Mike shook his head. He gave Terra a wave as they flew past her and came to a stop in front of a darkened kitchen door to the backyard. Freddy backed up and then repeated the circuit. Then he did it again, and then again, and then once more.

"Freddy, stop. I'm going to get sick. Mike weakly laughed. The bear seemed to pout, but thankfully stopped. He ducked a bit as something landed on his head.

A hatless Freddy smiled down at him and Mike reached up, feeling the black top hat that sat on top of his head. The heavy scent that Mike had come to associate with Freddy clung to it and Mike awkwardly tried to fix it. "Thanks big guy."

The brown-furred animatronic dipped its head in response. He looked almost gleeful. Reaching down, Freddy undid the work Mike had done to fix the hat, placing it at an awkward angle on his head.

Snickering rose from the side, and Mike scowled at Gabe who had just gotten off the phone. Of course, Mike wasn't really mad at him. If he had seen one of them with a hat three sizes too big for them, he would have probably laughed too.

"Dude, you look like the Mad Hatter's son," Gabe chuckled. His eyes moved over to Freddy next to him and lit up. Leaning over Gabe whispered something to Terra and even though she was trying, she couldn't stop the smile overtaking her features.

"I can see that," She responded.

"What?" Mike asked.

Gabe nodded towards Freddy. "He looks like a giant fluffy teddy bear all cleaned up and without a hat."

Mike looked up at Freddy who was scowling at the other two humans with a smile. Now that he was looking for it, Freddy did look like it a little… Freddy quickly looked down to him, his eyes flashing as he snatched the hat off of Mike's head. A decidedly non-teddy bear act. Positioning it back on his own head, Freddy glared at Gabe who looked ready to bolt.

Patting Freddy's side, Mike smiled musing. "Don't take it personally."

Freddy seemed to huff, eyeing Gabe disdainfully. Plainly taking offense to the comment he had made, but he settled to grabbing the back of Mike's wheelchair and pushing him out of the room.

Freddy watched as the humans ate their pizza. He hated the smell, it was pungent, greasy smell that clung to his cleaned fur. His earliest memories of the atrocious food was it being flung onto him while he was on stage, sticking to his face as he continued to sing.

The worker had been terrified to try and clean it off of him, and he wished that he could move back then. He would have scrapped the pizza off and hurtled it back at the snotty-nosed child.

But he could deal with the smell of pizza if it made Mike happy.

His attention was fixated on the boy, and to a lesser extent the humans next to him. Mike's friends.

Freddy was having trouble distinguishing the emotions he felt at the moment. He was used to straightforward feelings. He liked someone, he hated someone. He didn't care about someone. But this was a mixture. It was a volatile concoction of happiness, confusion, and jealousy.

Lots and lots of jealousy.

Especially towards the girl, Terra. It wasn't hard at all to see that Mike was head-over-heals for her. Freddy wouldn't be surprised if she had a thing for him either. But she was taking Mike's attention away from him! Gabe, well… Gabe was annoying, like almost all the kids that came into the pizzeria. He was obnoxious, and Freddy could deal with that. Terra though…

He glowered at the humans from across the kitchen, watching as they ate their pizza. Mike was once again wearing his hat. He had finally gotten over the offensive comment Gabe made. Now he didn't care what he looked like as long as it kept that girl from hugging Mike.

His plan seemed to be working to an extent. Terra and Mike were still sitting next to each other. They were talking about one thing or another, and Mike would periodically glance over towards him. Every time he did, Freddy knew his smile became more genuine.

The top hat on Mike's head slid to the side and Freddy froze as Terra laughed, reaching over to help him readjust it. To him, she took way too long to fix the askewed hat.

Freddy stormed out of the kitchen, not bothering to grab his failed plan off of Mike's head.

There had to be something he could do!

He began pacing the living room, the dark room illuminated by his bright eyes as he tried to get ahold of himself. Focus! Just focus! He needed to finish the suit. If he did that then Mike could just be his. Terra wouldn't be interested in him, and Mike wouldn't be into her. He didn't care that his reasons for killing Mike were changing. All that mattered is that he got what belonged to him. He reassured himself, his pacing slowed down and he reigned in his erratic emotions.

He came to a stop and shook his head at his irrational behavior, the broken parts squealing and his neck flared in pain. It was successfully ignored for now.

It was silly that he was getting so worked up over a single night guard. If he had known he was going to get this attached to Mike he would have killed him his first night on the job. He was above these stupid humans.

He suddenly stumbled.

Freddy watched the room with amusement.

They had finished their round of entertaining the small humans and now got the satisfaction of watching the adults have to deal with the hyperactive monsters. Every once and awhile, one of the kids would stop and stare up at them, but they were quickly bored by their inactivity.

A particular hard screech caused Chika to tense up besides him, and Freddy silently chuckled at her anger. They only had an hour before they closed and he was looking forward to the new night guard they were going to get.

A woman came through the employees only entrance though she was obviously not a worker. Freddy watched as through the throng of running children as she bent down and said something to a boy before she headed towards the bathrooms.

Freddy watched the boy as he made his way through the chaotic room towards them. It didn't take him long for to take a seat on the edge of the stage, observing the rest of the kids. He was silent for a moment before he glanced back up at Freddy. "Did you learn the guitar yet?"

Freddy's eyes flashed as he finally recognized Mike. It had been a few weeks since he had seen him, but that was still relatively soon. He hardly ever saw the same kid twice in a year, much less a month.

It was almost as if Mike could read his mind and he grumpily rested his chin in his hands. "Mom's new boyfriend works here. She made me miss my brothers basketball game to come here. Even though I told her I promised Jeremy I would come."

Freddy eventually found the coding that would allow his head to move, and he swiveled it down so he could stare directly at Mike. That got the other two's attention.

"She promised me that she would buy me a guitar if I stayed good, but I don't think she will." Mike stated.

Freddy could hear the other two behind him access their coding so that they could watch the conversation. He glanced at both of them. Chika appeared just curious at the spectacle - who was this kid that was able to capture Freddy's attention? Bonnie looked a little miffed. It was obvious that he remembered Mike, and he was still sore over Mike's comment about the guitar.

"Hey how'd you do that?"

Mike looked at the boy who was pointing towards the animatronics. He glanced back at the three of them. "Do what?"

"How'd you make them move?" The boy stated. The front of his shirt was stained with what looked like orange soda.

Mike peered back at them. "I didn't."

"Yes you did," The boy insisted. "Make them do it again!"

Mike frowned and stood up, facing the animatronics. "Can you guys move?" He paused for a second when their was no reaction before he looked back at the boy. "What do I tell them to do?"

"Um…" The boy mumbled. He looked a little dejected that they hadn't moved and Freddy chuckled at that. Suddenly a devilish grin spread across the boy's face and he clamored up next to Mike. "How about this, if they don't move I get to push you off the stage. And if they do move you get to push me off the stage."

"Hmmph," Mike grumbled, but he seemed to be thinking about the proposition. Shaking hands with the boy he looked up at all of them. " Can you guys please move?"

Knowing that the other two weren't going to move, Freddy actually contemplated moving. He at last decided against it. Besides, Mike would probably just jump down from the stage before the other child had a chance to push him off.

"I win!" The boy stated after a moment. Before Mike could say or do anything, he was pushed backwards off the stage, hard. All three of the animatronics watched a little stunned as the wind was knocked out of Mike and he laid there quietly gasping.

The other boy gleeful look suddenly changed to a fearful one and he ran off towards a small group of kids. While he hadn't meant to be intentionally mean, it he wasn't going to stick around and get in trouble.

With angry tears in his eyes, Mike found his breath with a groan and shakily climbed back up to sit on the edge of the stage, coughing.

Freddy was surprised to feel the amount of sympathy that he did. And was impressed that Mike hadn't gone off screaming and crying on the floor.

Mike was angrily wiping his face, trying to get rid of any traces of tears, when he felt something nudge his side. He looked up to see Freddy looking back down. A smile on his face and a thumbs up in his free hand.

"You could have moved you know," Mike grumbled. However he returned the thumbs up, a smile smile working its way onto his face. Freddy returned to his original position, before he attracted attention, but made sure to keep Mike in his peripherals.

The boy opened his mouth to speak, and jumped as his mom called for him from across the room. "I've got to go. See you later!"

Freddy came back to the world of the living, staring up at the ceiling of the small house and a slightly concerned Mike.

"Hey there big guy - is everything okay? I heard you fall."

Instead of replying Freddy started to stand. Almost instantly he let out a strange whining, as he cupped his neck. He must have worsened whatever was broken, because now instead of just flaring with pain every now and then, it was a constant sharp pain that was getting worse.

He dimly noticed the other two humans off to the side, but the pain in his neck was excruciating. His whine rose in tone and pitch, oscillating like a shaky violin string. It hurt! He needed to do something to stop the pain! He rose to his feet, then crumpled to his knees, joints groaning under the unexpected movement. The smell of burning wires filled the room. Freddy wasn't even aware that the humans were worriedly arguing amongst themselves.

He started to claw his neck, hoping to make the pain stop and Mike grabbed his paw, stopping him. "Hey," He said. Freddy was only dimly able to hear him speak. "Listen Freddy I need you to keep looking at me okay buddy? Gabe is going to see what's wrong with your neck. He's going to fix whatever is hurting you. I need you to keep looking at me though. See? You keep doing that and everything is going to be okay."

Mike constant talk helped calm Freddy down enough for him to focus on what he was saying. It was a soft soothing tone that helped him ignore his pain. He would do anything to make this pain stop! Freddy felt Gabe fumble around with his neck and winced when he heard scissors snip a hole into his fur. He almost instinctively snapped at Gabe. He had always wanted to do it to the people who did maintenance back at the pizzeria, but he had never been able to move. Now he could.

Fighting the urge, he clenched his paw as Gabe hands moved against the workings that was his neck. Gliding over wiring, ball sockets, and metal beams until the pain suddenly flared more so than it had. Freddy shuddered and his vision dimmed for a second.

Then suddenly the excruciating pain was gone. Well… more like dulled, or more like a bruising pain.

"Found it!" Gabe grunted, to Freddy it felt like Gabe's arm was buried up to the elbow in his neck! "I need something though… like tape!"

"The kitchen," Mike stated to Terra. "Top drawer." He remained in front of Freddy, gently patting his arm, his face, his chest, murmuring. Freddy saw Terra hand Gabe the tape, and Gabe ripped off a long strip as his other hand joining his first in his neck. Freddy shuddered again and tried to keep his attention on Mike in front of him.

After what felt like hours Gabe pulled his hands away and took a step back. "I think I fixed it."

Having remained frozen through the whole thing, less he trigger the pain, Freddy hesitantly moved his neck.

No pain.

He let his shoulders slump in relief. Realizing that he had been squeezing Mike's arm the whole time, Freddy let go and watched as Mike winced.h e boy tried to rub feeling back into it and looked up at him worriedly. "Are you good big guy?"

Freddy glanced at the other two watching them worriedly, before he softly patted Mike on the head. He supposed he needed to thank Gabe now as begrudgingly as he felt about that. He watched as Gabe appeared nervous as he walked towards him and a idea popped into his head.

Standing a few feet infant of Gabe he stared at the human, while quickly going through voice files piled away in the back of his mind.

"Is he okay?" Gave asked Mike after a moment of silence. He yelped ad jumped back as Freddy blasted the voice line that he had been searching for.

"Thank you for the great t-t-time boys and girls!"

Mike after getting over his shock began laughing at Gabe. "Dude you face was priceless!" Even Terra began laughing as well.

Gave looked affronted. "I didn't know he could do that! How was I supposed to know?" He huffed when neither of his friends seemed to care and looked down at his hands which were covered in a black sticky fluid. "Whatever, I need to go clean up before I get the equivalent of robotic aids."

Freddy didn't listen to Mike and Terra's response as he tested his fixed neck. twisting his head one way, then the other. There was no more horrible sound emmiting from his neck and it was relatively pain free.

"Hey big guy, want to check yourself out?" Mike said. He was standing by the closet door in the hallway. Freddy cautiously approached, remembering how Mike had basically shoved him into there. However when Mike opened the door Freddy was surprised to see himself staring back.

He was actually… surprised by his own reflection. He couldn't remember the last time he looked this clean. It made him look newer, he looked less creepy too. Freddy slowly ran his hands through his fur, with newfound care. His eyes lit up softly and he turned to Mike for the first time feeling like the smile belonged on his face. The boy placed his top hat back into his hands and Freddy put it on his head, completing his outfit.

Mike had know idea how happy this made him! If he wasn't afraid that Terra would freak out he would have picked him up and hug him. He settled for wheeling a startled Mike around the house gleefully, pain already forgotten.

This just made him want to finish the suit faster. His reasons for building the suit might be changing, but it was still going to happen. If he finished it, then it could be just him and Mike, no Terra, no Jeremy. Nothing would distract Mike.

It would be just them.

A/N: So, the reason that this chapter is so long in the making is because of a few reasons.

First off. I originally did this as a one-shot and therefore I didn't really have a story to go with this. I've figured out one now, but my original story Choices is what I want to focus on and finish before I go ahead with this one.

Second off. I've been building a desktop for over 3 months now. To finish it I had to download Windows onto a usb and plug it into my desktop and upload it that way. When I finished that I wanted to free up my usb. I plugged it into my laptop that has my Microsoft Word on it and long story short, I started deleting Windows off of my laptop rather than my usb. I panicked and shut the computer down which just corrupted it, and now it's unusable. This was written using Notes on a Mac, and Google Docs. So sorry if it's a bit messy.

Third off. I've been playing a lot of Overwatch. I've gotten into Grandmaster and I'm pretty decent at it (Top 2000). So yeah out of 15 million I don't think that's too bad.

Anyways, that's how this chapter came to be. I hope that you guys all have a...

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

AND A FRICKEN' HAPPY NEW YEAR!