Its been forever since I updated this story I decided to get it done so here it is. I won't ramble much but down below in the a/n will be important info and oopportunityes for thus story.

I do not own any charcthers all credit goes to Scott Cawthon.

I looked up at the boss and Mangle I stood there for the longest time tell finally the boss lunged at me. Before he could hit me I was taken some where else. I looked around the room I was in the backroom where I had been sitting next to the ashes. Someone was shaking me I looked up to see Freddy standing over me, looking desperate. ¨Bonnie come on wake up.¨ The bear said as he continued to shake me.

¨Freddy stop it.¨ I said as I shoved the bear a few inches back. Freddy blinked they barreled towards me and gave me one of his famous big old bear hugs he let go and hurried to the other side of the room, into the shadows. I sighed as I hauled myself up and walked the way Freddy had gone. I heard the familiar creak of the metal door as Freddy flung it open. I slipped past him and walked into the main dining room Chica was already up on the stage, I looked at the clock...three minutes to six. I walked over to the stage and climbed onto it. I didn't know if it had work if I would have Mike back tomorrow but I sure hoped I would. I thought as I picked up my guitar and stood in my spot, ready for another day of work.

*The next night.*

I was awoken by a loud scream coming from what sounded like Chica. I opened my eyes as I looked around the room, no one was there. Hmm, I took off my guitar and set it down next to me on the stage. The scream came again and I identified the sound as coming from the backroom.I quickly rushed across the main dining room. I flung open the metal door and quickly poked my head in side. I saw Chica standing over a hump of black fur and metal, oh Mark must have just scared her. After all he hadnt been in service for a night so I'm guessing his voice box needed a bit of time to get back to normal. I let the door shut as I walked over to the chicken. Setting my hands on her shoulders and smiling. "Calm down Chica it's just Mark, you know that."

Chica looked back at me and just shook her head from side to side. She was shaking as if she had seen Golden Freddy, ha that was ridiculous. Wait does this mean that...No it couldn't be..."Mike?"

The black furred cat flicked his ear in response of hearing his name. He looked up at me his metal eyes whirling as he tried to see who it was. Then the cat smiled and waved his hand in greeting. I couldn't help myself I flung myself at the cat, but was met with his claws. I reared back as his claws tore though my suit head. I was lucky I didn't have to feel physical pain that would have been to much. I straightened up and stood beside Chica the damage must not be that bad if I was able to still see.

I watched as the black cat stood up his smile turned into a grin. He turned his attention towards me and Chica. His eyes were like the Marionette's black and menacing. Then they returned to normal as the cat started laughing pointing one of his two inch claws at us. He stood there and laughed this went on and on and on some more for a few minutes. Then finally he put his paw down to his side and flicked his tail. "Do you remember who I am?"

The voice I recognized it was the Marionette's he had tricked me. I laid my ears back at the realization of what I had done I had brought back that cursed puppet ,and there was no music box to calm him down. The black cat's face changed to the puppets for a few seconds before returning back. "I should thank you Bonnie for bringing me and my dearest friend back."

The cat said as he motioned to Chica who was now smiling. Her form changed for a second to that terrifying tangled up fox animtrotic. I backed away from the two animtrotics. They both turned towards me with they're menacing black eyes rested on me. I was backed against the wall but they had me cornered. I looked around the room terrified to see that the exo-skeleton was gone out of the room. I opened my mouth but was cut off as the cat lunged towards me and pulled my voice box out. "You won't be needing this."

The cat said as he carelessly threw it over his shoulder and it landed with a crashing sound. The imposture Chica and Mark looked at each other then nodded before turning back to me. They both jumped at me and suddenly I felt like all of my wires were being ripped out of me, I was able to feel physical pain? I thought to myself as I suddenly shut down, for good I suppose.

I was surprised when I was met with an image of the main dining room. I couldn't possibly still be in working condition after that, could I? I saw Chica and Freddy talking with Foxy, they all looked scared. Foxy was the one who was shaking the most, that couldn't be good he was a fearless pirate. As quietly as I could I removed my guitar from my shoulder, setting it down beside me. I carefully made my way to the side of stage, not wanting to scare the three animtrotics anymore. I walked towards them, I had to know what was going on. As I got closer I realized that I had missed Mark who was sitting at one of the party room tables. He had his ears laid back and he was looking at the table like he had done something bad, I ignored him and stopped behind Freddy. He was the tallest out of the group so I wasn't able to see over his shoulder. "What's going on?"

Freddy lashed out and backhanded me in the face. I grumbled and rubbed my cheek and looked up at the brown bear. He seemed embarrassed and pertened to fix his bow tie. Chica was the one who came over to me and helped me up. She lead me back over to the other animtrotics, she whispered something to Freddy. "I-I'm sorry Bonnie." The brown bear mumbled as he straightened his hat back on his head.

We stood there in silence for a few minutes it was a really long drawn out akwarad silence. Then Chica finally peeped up she was the only optimistic animatrotic. "Your probably wondering why we're all crowed over here." Chica said as she looked to Foxy then Freddy, then back at me.

"Well you see I went to go turn on Mark, since we had plugged him in last night but when I called by his name he didn't respond. Then when I called him Mike he finally answered me, but with his old name...Then he asked me who this Mark was and why he felt werid. Somehow Mike has come back but not in his own body in Mark's it was one of the weirdest of things ever." Chica said quickly and as she came to a conclusion she glanced over at the black cat. I couldn't help but look at Mike to, so it had work. That dream though still had me shaken up, could this be the real Mike?

"We haven't really talked to him yet, all we did was have Freddy bring him out here. I think you and Foxy should go talk to him first since you two were the closest to him." I nodded that made sense. I waved over to Foxy who looked reluctant but after a minute came to stand beside me, I smiled to the fox before making my way over to the table Mike sat at. I let Foxy take the lead since the area between the tables were to small for both of us to fit in side by side. I left two feet between Foxy and me he had to deal with Mike on his own. Foxy opened his mouth to say something but then Mike quickly spung around in his seat and lashed at the fox, leaving a huge gash in his chest. "I-I guess I deserver that lad." Foxy said as he looked down at his newly damaged suit.

Mike looked up at the fox he had spent most of his nights with in his office. Mike quickly moved out of the seat and wrapped his paws around the Fox's neck and nuzzled his neck, tucking his head under Foxy's. Foxy wrapped his arms back around his newly reawakened lover the two stood like that for several minutes before Mike let go of the fox and made his way over to me. He hugged me but I didn't bother to return the hug I was still in shock that Mike could possibly forgive Foxy so quickly. I heard the clank of metal feet as Freddy and Chica made their way to the end of the row. Mike seeing the pair let go then slipped past me. Foxy followed behind the cat, I was actually quite suprsied the fox could slip past me in such a cramped space.

I turned around and saw Mike had one arm around Chica and the other around Freddy. His tail swishing from side to side, most likely from happiness. Foxy came up behind Mike and hugged him but Mike refused to give up his grip on the other two animtrotics. I should go join them I thought but I couldn't. Seeing this sight should make me happy, right? I realized that wasn't the case seeing them enjoying Mike and not giving me any credit for what I had gone through. This filled me with hate, the thing that later ruined my life.

The end?!

I hoped you enjoyed this latest edition to the story. I don't have a clue if I'll update this as a new chapter or squeal but I won't update it for at least a month. Also I'd really appreciate some cover art for this and my other stories so please pm me if your interested, it'd mean a lot. I can't believe this story's so popular there's 51 of you who wait fit updates and it'd just so amazing that you've all liked it, it means tons. *On the verge of tears.* Before I start crying ,please check out The Friendly Moments me and my friends story. Anyway I hoped you've liked the story so far and I hope you'll enjoy it in the future.

Until next time!

~Cindy Foxies