Hey guys! Back with chapter three! First of all, thank you for your kind reviews, follows, and favourites! That was literally only thing keeping me up and doing this! I wanted to make you all happy! So, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter, and I'll see you in the next one!

Chapter Three

He Doesn't Remember Anything

I laid on my back, staring up at the ceiling of my bedroom. Did I mention that I was living alone? I guess not. Well I am. I sighed, still wondering of why Foxy protected me. More like saved me. But I should still thank him for that. I glanced over at the clock. It read 7:05 am. I thought about it for a moment. He let me down when I was just a little kid. And now, he saved me from that sinister bunny. I got up to get changed into my normal attire. After feeling satisfied with what I picked out, I went to the drive way. Until I just realized that I had forgotten my car keys.

As I arrived at the pizzeria, there was no one there. Oh wait, it was Sunday. Of course there won't be business hours. The doors were locked. Luckily I brought the keys with me just in case this happens. I unlocked the doors and entered. But the animatronics weren't on stage. Strange. "HEY THERE MIKEY!" I heard a female voice that sounded from behind me. I turned to see Chica the chicken, holding her cupcake.

"HOLY SHIT! DON'T KILL ME!" I fell to the ground, my arms shielding my face. But only earned laughter from Chica and two other voices.

"Kill you? Why would we do that?" I looked up to see not only Chica, but Freddy and Bonnie at both of her sides. I was confused. But it seemed like they were far more confused than I am.

"What? But... You guys always try to kill me. Every night," I said to the trio. But they looked at each other and simply laughed. "What's so funny? Hey!"

"We're sorry! We just tend to do that. The night changes us," Freddy explained. But I just looked up at him with mere disbelief.

"And you!" I pointed at Bonnie. "You tried to kill me!" I poked him on the chest at each word I said.

"Hey, hey! Like Freddy said! The night changes us!" Bonnie said, backing away.

"Oh yeah? Well how do you explain Foxy who didn't try to kill me, but tried to protect me instead! Huh!? Can you explain that to me!?" I yelled out.

"Aye, lad! Calm yerself!" I felt Foxy's strong robotic grip on my shoulders, pulling me back. Causing me to bump into his chest with my back. I looked up at him. His face serious, but still calm. I hugged him. He was slightly taken aback from my sudden actions towards him. But hugged back anyway. When I pulled away from Foxy, the rest were gone. Which meant that Foxy and I are alone. "Don't worry, lad. They went to the kitchen," He said as he smiled down at me.

"I forgive you," I said with a soft whisper, looking down at the checkered ground.

"What do ye mean ye fergive me?"

"I forgive you because of the incident you caused when I...Well, when I was just a little kid," I said a little louder, not looking up.

"Incident? I don't know what are ye talkin' about. I honestly don't,"

"The incident," I retorted, "Back in 1987?"

"What? I-I don't understand. Mike, what are you talking about?" Foxy sounded sad.

"The bite! You bit my head!" I took off my cap and showed the scar on my head. "You bit my frontal lobe off, Foxy! My FRONTAL LOBE!" I started to yell much more in anger.

"M-Mikey, what are ye talkin' about...? I would never do that..!" Hurt in Foxy's voice.

"Don't you remember!?" Tears started brimming in my eyes. He stayed quiet for a while. I could feel stares behind me. I wore my cap back on and ran to the backstage.

I heard fotsteps coming my way. The door opened, only to reveal the red fox. "Go away," I said, not making eye contact with him.

"Mike, lad... I'm..Sorry... Alright?" He scratched the back of his neck.

"So, you do know what you've done?" I asked, a little louder.

"No, but I–"

"But you what!?" I cut him off. "What makes you think you could say sorry, not knowing what you've done!?" I started to yell at him again. But I felt a pair of eyes, watching us. But I couldn't tell from which direction.

"I said I'm sorry, Mikey... Please don't be like–"

"Like what!? Be like THIS!? ANGRY!?" Soon enough I felt hot liquid drop from my eyes. That's until I realized I was crying. Foxy didn't say anything. Instead, he hugged me. But I pushed him away. "Just leave me alone, Foxy. You don't even remember what you've done. So just go,"

"But–"

"Just go, Foxy," I raised my voice at him. He opened the door and left, leaving me alone. I threw my head back as I sat on the couch. "What is wrong with me..? I'm such an idiot!" I blamed myself for this. If it weren't for me back then, Foxy would've never– He'd never had bitten me. I tugged at my hair in frustration. I heard the door open again. But only to b greeted with an animatronic wolf. "Oh, its just you, Wolfy," I sighed.

"Hey, Mike. How are you feeling? I..I know what happened back there," She said.

"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little frustrated, is all. Sorry you had to see that," I said, rubbing the back of my neck, laughing a little awkwardly.

"That's okay. The trio said that Foxy tends to forget things sometimes. Well, 'least that's what they said," I heard the wolf said.

"I see. I never knew that about him. Not like how I used to know him,"

"I also heard you were a big fan of him?"

"Yeah. Still am." I looked down at the ground.

"Hey, Mike," Wolfy said, this time she had a stern look on her face. "Do you know who–" She was interrupted by the sound of a female scream.

"That sounded like it came from the kitchen!" I ran to the kitchen with Wolfy. And surprisingly, she was really fast. Possibly as fast as Foxy. But as soon as I got there. I wanted to face palm so bad.

"My pizza!" The yellow chicken yelled.

"Really, Chica?"

"What? I made this with all my effort! I was about to bring it to the the dining table and eat it but BONNIE BUMPED INTO ME!" She glared at the purple bunny that was slowly inching away from the raging chicken. "You are so dead you little fucking– GRR!" Chica started to chase Bonnie. I just sighed. I glanced down at my wristwatch. It was now 9:59 am. "Wow, time flies so fast. I have to go. Talk to you another time, Wolfy. Bye," And with that said, I left.

Wolfy's P.O.V.

"Wow, time flies so fast. I have to go. Talk to you another time, Wolfy, Bye," Mike said. I just nodded at him, then he left. But I need to tell him. He has to know.

...He has to remember who I am...

...But...

...He doesn't remember anything...