Mikey woke slowly to seeing the Manager sitting next to his crib. His crib..fuck she knew..she could see him like this.
"I can..I can.." he stuttered trying to push his self up only to find her placing a hand on his should and gently pushing him back down while her other hand still pressed buttons on the tablet in her lap.
"Lay down. You're sick. You still have a fever and coughing in your sleep dose not help." She said firmly as her hand moved to rub at his lower back and he tried to feel weird about it but it wasn't it wasn't Bonnie or Freddy but it still soothed him. "Just relax. You are not in trouble..nor are you loosing your job..not that it was much of one before." she added as she kept working her eyes focused on the tablet's screen.
Mikey tried to push his self up again only to find his self pushed back down and all protest of being fine died on his lips. If he could pull his self away from her then he really must be in rough shape.
"You won't tell?" he asked softly his voice rasping.
"Oh darling..you're so simple..it was the plan all along." She said with a smile. "The owner has been keeping a very good eye on your Mikey..even before all that nasty business...Mr. Fazbear..the original owner..he had some interesting things to say about you.."
"What?!" Mikey said only to end up coughing. He started to protest again but found a pacifier shoved into his mouth and automaticly began to suck due to his mind already worried about the animatronics being near by and how they'd react if he was rude. It also took a moment for him to realize the teat of the pacifier was coated in something that made his throat ache less and soothed the burn.
"Good boy..you're learning.." She said when he didn't spit it out. "Micheal..I have a few things I will have to explain but right now you're too sick to understand them..I will say this. Don't fight this..it will be easier when the time comes if you are already use to this and we don't have to make a big fuss over it..though I doubt anyone will care if we do but the owner wants the transition to be easier."
Mike just gave her a confused look but let his self be pushed back down on his stomach again before she resumed rubbing his lower back waiting on her to speak again. It was several moment of silence.
"I know about..about the nasty business from before..but you know this place has a bad history from some horrible people..and Mr. Fazbear was not a nice man to try and hide it..but that's not an issue anymore..he and a few others have finally been taught there lessons. I'm confidant it will be a past history we won't have to worry about that nasty bit of business ever again. Now on to the future..and yours..you are so important..especially to the owner...a long time she had her own little boy..but she lost him..it's sad.."
Mike could understand that feeling of loss..losing his mother..he could image it was just as bad if not worse for the owner to lose her son. He held his toy fox closer to his chest and just focusing on anything but the pounding in his head. It was getting easier though..between the manger's soft sweet voice and the medicine that clearly was coated on the pacifier he was already falling back asleep.
"Don't worry though..she's happy now..she has a new family..and a new little boy..though he doesn't know it yet...he's still young and learning just like you.." She said with a chuckle as she brushed some hair from her face. "He's a sweet thing..I'm sure you'll both be good for each other..just like brothers.." She smiled as Mikey finally closed his eyes his sucking on the pacifier not slowing or stopping despite the fact the other was asleep. "Exactly like brothers..Golden Freddy and Golden Bonnie."
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Across town an older woman but still young looking to anyone else who glanced at her, sat at a table looking at the live feed of the restaurant. The tablet broadcasting sound for her to hear as she smiled listening to the Manger talk to Micheal and even start to sing again once he was asleep. She turned her head after a moment to look over at the sleeping figure in the play pen before closing the lap top and getting to her feet. In the dark of the apartment it seemed as if she had no eyes..but the reflection of what little light was there left tiny white pin pricks.
The figure in the play pen rolled over and whimpered for a moment as she started to hum a familiar tune that he had heard in his nightmares. A tune that made him remember things..no doors..sound of things in walls around him..and screeching..something jumping and..and..his thoughts quickly scattered as she reached over to wind the music box letting the tune play. He knew he was safe so long as it played..it had to stay wound..it had too but he couldn't remember why.
"Don't worry baby..Mommy is here." she said before she resumed her humming reaching down to run her hands through his hair. "I have to find the last two..and then you and Mikey will be safe forever from them."