Okay here is the second chapter. I was planning to update monthly or maybe weekly but I couldn't help but kept thinking about this! XD And no what's a plot? I don't do plots.
WARNING: SLIGHT YAOI AND MAYBE LEMON. RANDOM MISTAKES . NOT BETA'ED AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES AND STUFFS. SLIGHT GORE AND HUMANIZED ANIMATRONICS
DISCLAIM: BLAH BLAH BLAH HA OWN NONE OF THIS CHARACTERS. ALL BELONGS TO DA GREAT SCOTT COVER IS NOT MINE AND IT'S POLE-BEAR'S ART! DON'T SUE ME
Seriously if some people who wanted to kill you before suddenly turned into attractive dudes and came for your help I would have freak out too.
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Chapter II- Sleepless, that's all
Mike Schmidt, twenty three years old, was unemployed until he found a job in Freddy's Pizzeria. The pay was less than minimum, but it was the only job that he could find. On his first day, when he was changing shift with the day guard he was smiling and cheerful. He even smiled and waved to the dayshift guard as the skinny man passed him. What made his mood when a little off was when the guard gave him a pity look and a warning.
"Never leave your office after midnight" and he rushed out of the pizzeria.
Mike shrugged it off. Only to understand the warning when the clock struck twelve and the animatronics left him alone. Oh. The reason they hired a night guard was to keep them inside when they were in their free-roaming mode. It was to keep them in, not keeping outsider out. On his second day, he tried to find another job, any job. But none of them wanted to hire him. He had no choice but to go back to that haunted place if he wanted to pay his rent he had been delaying. He did not want to relay on his parents, knowing they would say 'I told you so'. He will not give up, even if it cost his life.
It was a miracle that he survived that long. The manager even gave him a pat and a smile, saying glad that he was alive but he never said anything about animatronics moving on its own. He was just getting into the manager's favorite for not dying and give him more work to clean up his body and blood. He was just /this/ close to have a little bit of raise.
Then Golden Freddy had to ruin it all.
"Ah now I get it, so this is the forefinger" Freddy nodded, staring at his hands with five slim fingers instead of four thick one. "I see, thank you Mr. Schmidt"
Mike nodded, turning his head back to the purple bunny-human playing his guitar with five fingers, going faster than he had before. As if he was a professional. Mike would not be surprised if he was one, he has been playing guitar for more than a decade.
"Mikeeeyyyyy" someone yelled as she ran from the hallway to the dining room. A hand holding another which was bright red. Chica stopped right in front of Mike. "I-I burnt my hand! I didn't know human can be this fragile!" she cried, snot and tears falling from her face.
The night guard sighed, feeling more like a babysitter now than a guard. Just hours ago they were trying to kill him by stuffing him into a suit. His eyeballs would pop out from his skull along with his teeth. And now here he was, putting ointment on the chicken-human with the first aid-kit Bonnie brought. Chica's sob died down as Freddy rubbed her back whispering comforting words to her.
"There, now be careful and remember to wear mittens when you bake" the blonde nodded, and went back to the kitchen to finish up her pizza with Freddy helping her.
Mike could her laughter and shouts from the pirate's cove. With Foxy's tall figure moving around kicking boxes and jumping up and down from his old ship. Someone was enjoying this. He looked down to the watch. Fifteen more minutes till his shift would be over and one more hour before the manager came to open up the pizzeria.
Will the once animatronics go back to their places when the clock strike six like before? Mike shook his head. He should head back to his office before the ex-animatronics remember that they were in the middle of their game. Standing up from the bench he walked away, Bonnie was too busy performing on the stage to care about him.
As he walked pass the pirate's cove he sped up. Don't come out don't come out don't come out don't-
"Aye! Mikey me mate! Where ye' goin'?" Foxy pulled the purple curtain up with his hook, his head poked out from his cove.
"I-I..er.." should he mention about the office. If he did he might trigger their memories about their little game. And the last thing Mike wanted was Foxy running towards him with more speed. Sure Foxy looked better in human form but he was still limping slightly when he walk. "T-Toilet! Yes the toilet!" the most obvious yet convincing lie of all. To the toilet.
"Ta' washroom?" Foxy raised an eyebrow, stepping out of his cove making Mike took a step back from him. The grin. The grin on Foxy's face was unnerving. "Ye' need to pee?" the grin could not be wider. "Why don't we go together?" Foxy placed and arm around Mike, thankfully not with the hook. Mike paled when he realized Foxy's pirate accent dropped and the red haired started dragging him along. "I really wanna see who's bigger"
Washroom. Together. Toilet.
Oh.
"I-I um.." he tried to shrug away the arm, but it seemed to get tighter around him . "N-No I just want to wash my face that's all"
"Oh come on Mike, don't be shy! I won't laugh if it's smaller!" Foxy laughed followed with Mike's nervous one.
"Hey what are you both doing?" Bonnie called out as he jumped off the stage, his guitar placed aside.
No no no one creepy fox slash human pirate trying to compare who's bigger was scary enough but adding another bunny Mike might not make it alive. Don't Foxy don't invite him. Don't say anything just do-
"Oh me' and Mikey gonna' compare who's bigger in ta' washroom. Ye' wanna join?" Foxy waved his hook.
Shit.
"Bigger..?" Bonnie tilted his head to the side, trying to understand the words. Mike blinked. Bonnie was denser than he thought. And here he thought Chica was the most dense and Freddy was the most perverted one (he was always near the ladies' bathroom). Foxy bet Freddy and Bonnie bet Chica.
"N-No we're not! I'm just going to wash my face that's all!" Mike panicked. Oh no he's not pulling his pants down for the two ex-animatronics who tried to kill him.
"See? Mikey's shy" Foxy used his blunt side of the hook to poke Mike's cheek. "The more the merrier, Mike won't be shy if it's three, won't ye?" Oh how Mike hated that perverted creepy looking grin on Foxy.
"Oh.." Bonnie was slowly getting it. Too slow " Oh…" went he finally understood it fully, pale cheeks painted red. His bunny ears stood up straight. "I see.. okay.." he lowered his head.
"Well let's go then~" Foxy grinned, dragging Mike and Bonnie along down the hallway and towards the washroom.
No no no no no no noooooooo Mike was having a mental breakdown. His eyes darted around to try and find an exit. Anything. Suddenly having animatronics trying to kill him did not sound as bad as being drag to the washroom to compare their private parts. Foxy seemed to be very proud of his and obviously wanting to show off. Mike would not be surprised if one day Foxy came knocking on his door with a girl beside him and say 'Hey Mikey. I forgot the condom and now I'm going to be a father'.
Mike shook his head. He needed sleep. Yes he needed sleep that's all. And everything will go back to normal once he woke up. Normal as in having animatronics trying to kill him. Mike's heart stopped beating for a moment when they arrived the entrance of the washroom. He turned his head to see light coming out from his office.
Ten minutes. He only had ten minutes. Well that's fine. He didn't used much power anyway today. Nodding to himself he quickly pushed the heavy arm off of his shoulder. Dashing towards the door and left Foxy and Bonnie calling out to him. Right after he got into his office he slammed his palm on the button and the metal door shut behind him. He wasted no time to switch the other door closed. When both were closed he hid himself under his table.
He ignored the banging coming from Foxy and Bonnie. They went to the window to look at him but Mike had his eyes and ears closed. His back pressed painfully against the table. Five minutes. He did not even bother to check his tablet of see how much power he had left.
The banging got louder, and someone else was banging on the window and Mike sobbed. His uniform sticking disgustingly on his skin like second skin with his sweat. His vision blurred with tears falling from his face. He really should consider to quit this stupid job.
It felt like eternity but his phone rang. Six a.m. Finally. Mike let out a shaky breath. He survived. He even went out of his office and even got so close to the ex-animatronics. Pulling his hands away from his ears he tilted his head up to look at the window. No one. Not even banging. He sighed. They were still programmed even after turning human?
Stepping out of his hiding spot he cautiously pushed the button and both door opened. No one. Not even the hallway. He grabbed his items and walked into the hallway. He eyes locked on the pirate's cove right in front of him. He needed to pass that thing to get to the front entrance. Shaking his head he fastened his pace. Breath in breath out.
There were figures in the cove but none of them moved. The stage was empty as well. Mike panicked but all he care was to get out of here. He slowed down his pace when he saw a square flat box placed on one of the table. A sticky note on it with messy handwriting 'For Mikey' with a love and a C below. Chica made him a pizza just like she promised. His heart almost melt. Almost.
"Take the pizzaaaaa" he could hear faint whisper from the cove and the fabric moved slightly. He would have chuckle at how cute she was acting if she was not trying to kill her for nights. Well he did promised to take the pizza home and she burnt herself to make him this. Shrugging he grabbed the box with sweaty hands and moved to the entrance with a key in his other hand. Only to stop all movement when the manager pushed the door open.
"Ah Michael! I decided to come early today since there will be a part-" the manager stopped talking when his eyes landed on something behind Mike. Which was the backstage.
He panicked and turned to find Bonnie, Chica and Freddy standing with their usual poses. Oh shit when did they climbed up to the stage? He did not even heard them walking!
"Hm..?" this is it. He will be fired, he will then live a life on the street with cupboard as he bed sheet, then he will unofficially marry a pigeon who would become his life companion before he cooked it for dinner, then- "My eyes are getting worse. Has the animatronics always been this pretty before..?" shrugging his skinny shoulder he continued where he left, ignoring the dumbfounded Mike. "Well I only want to ask can you come back at twelve p.m to do overtime? There will be a big birthday party and we needed a security guard to look after the children's safety"
Mike blinked dumbly. Oh sure the manager was very old and wearing thick glasses but not that old till he couldn't tell the differences between the animatronics and humans.. right..? Pushing the problem aside first he nodded.
"Y-Yeah I'll come back five hours later" with a smile the manager went into his office.
Mike stared at the ex-animatronics on the stage. It was obvious that Freddy's hand seemed to shaking for holding the microphone up for too long and was tiring his human muscle. Chica kept blinking and rubbing her eyes when it got too dry and Bonnie sneezed, secretly wiping the snot on his hand on Freddy's back.
Yup. He's not getting enough sleep. Turning around he walked straight out. He ignored the cheerful Chica waving at him biding him goodbye.
He desperately needed sleep.
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Okay uh …. That washroom part.. ahaha I'm not sure if I should put it up or not. They might contain some… lemon so you've been warned. I'll see what will be your reaction.
Tell me this.
Should I put Marionette and BB and the other Toys here as well?
Uh do you want that lemon washroom threesome slight but not much part?
Review or PM me and I'll get to them as soon as possible!