At about 2:00 P.M, Mike woke up and rubbed his eyes. He opened his eyes and looked at the clock.

"Wow, more than 6 hours of sleeping. I must be really tired from working and running away from a bulldog."

He then walked out of his bedroom and watched some stupid shows on the TV. Then someone knocked on his door. Mike groaned and walked to the door and opened it.

"Mike Schmidt? There's a package." A postman apparently came to send something.

"Yeah, that's me."

"Okay, sign here." The postman gave a clipboard to Mike. Mike took a pen and signed his name then he gave it back to the postman.

The postman then gave the package before saying, "Nice knowing you." The postman then walked away.

Mike looked at the package and said, "What's inside this box?" He closed the door and walked back inside.

He sat down on the couch and grabbed a pocket knife he had.

He teared the tape sealing the box and opened it.

"What the…heck?" Inside the box was a book. But not just any book, it's a journal.

"A journal? For me? Who got it for me?" He picked the journal up and opened the journal.

As he opened the first page, he was surprised to see a familiar name, no, his name on the page.

"How could my name have gotten into this book? I didn't even know anything about this book…"

He then looked further into the journal and saw some sketches.

"What's this? Dinotronics?"

On the page was sketches of nine dinosaurs-shaped animatronics. Mike read something that was written on the page.

For those who got this journal, make sure you got them activated.

Mike Schmidt Sr.

Mike then put the pieces together.

"This…is the journal of one of my ancestors. But how, I mean, it looked exactly like the one I got as a gift from my father."

Mike looked at the clock and saw it was already 3:20 P.M.

"Hmm, what to do while I still have the time…Wait a minute, I know."

Mike then went to the bedroom and reached under the bed to get something.

"Come on, where are you?"

Mike then got a grip on something and pulled it out, revealing it to be a really, dusty laptop.

"Aha! I found you. Let's just hope you still works. I really need to find some information."

Mike then opened the laptop and tried to power it on. No avail.

"Seriously? I need to charge it first or what? Well, let's look for your charger, okay?"

Mike then went under his bed again to find the charger, and within a few moments, he found the old, dusty charger.

"Okay, let's try plugging you into the socket."

He plugged the charger in and tried to boot up the laptop, and to his surprise, it worked.

Mike cheered for himself, alone, and tried to make the best of it.

"Haha, I'm alone, and I'm scared, and I'm alone, and I'm scared." Mike then shivered as his mind continued the chant.

"Please help me, I'm scared."

A few moments later, the chant in his mind stopped and Mike regained his sanity.

He looked at the clock to find it's already 4:30 P.M.

"What, how could I have passed 1 hour of just doing this?" He shrugged it off.

Then he tried to connect into the internet, and once again, it worked.

"Great! You're really works well, huh? Guess you won't be a pain anymore."

He then continued to find information about his father and more importantly, about Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

Meanwhile, our two delivery guys were still in their delivery truck and-"Dude! We can hear you! Shut up!" Lance shouted at the fourth wall, breaking it.

"Lance, calm down. You're breaking the fourth wall. That's no good for any of us." Lucas said to Lance, who sighed and said, "Fine, go on, continue the stupid story."

Anyway, back to where I stopped. Oh yeah, they were still in their delivery truck and they actually arrived in the town, named New Standing City, where Freddy Fazbear's Pizza were built. (I know, stupid name for a city)

"Okay, Lance, any idea where to go first? We still have time before we actually can deliver this animatronic."

Lance looked at his wristwatch and saw it was 6:00 P.M.

Lance then said, "Let's get something to eat first, I'm starving. And you must be starving too, I guess."

Lucas then smiled and said, "You don't say?"

Lance just smiled back and shook his head as they went somewhere.


Hi, everyone. Welcome back. I'm so sorry for being absent recently. I told you I have an examination to be done. But hey, good news. The examination is finished for now and is no more for a month. In October I will face my final exam.

So, hey, I can update more often, I hope.

And I hope you give me more feedback and a question for all of you: Do you support a human x animatronic shipping?

P.S: Mike has been alone for a few years, so he will constantly get the chant running in his head.