||Something went wrong with when I tried to upload this chapter the first time. I do sincerely apologize. but here is Night two :) ||

I know what you are thinking: Why the hell would you return to that demon place?! Well, I had to. I promised Foxy. I promised myself.

I looked at my watch, my tool kit in my other hand. It was eleven, I decided to get there an hour early, just before they start to move. I fixed two out of the four. I decided to start with Chica, whose cupcake was falling off her hand and jaw was just barely hanging on. I was also informed that her internal wiring was frying and causing her metal skeleton to overheat and sometimes will start the suit on fire.

I walked into the main entrance, taking a deep breath. It was already dark inside the pizzeria of terror. I flipped on my flashlight, examining my surroundings, making sure they didn't somehow start moving early.

I smiled to myself, realizing none of the bots were moving. I peeked quickly into the Pirate Cove. I could see Foxy's face between the cracks of the curtains. I smiled, waving at him "I don't know if you can hear me, Foxy, but I'm back…I'll be on the main stage, okay?" I whispered to him from the doorway.

He didn't respond. Maybe he couldn't move yet either.

I shrugged it off, moving to the main dining area where the main stage was. I looked at the famous trio, who were all locked into place. I looked at Bonnie as I climbed onto the stage. His new jaw seemed to be holding up great, which was good.

I glanced at Chica; her jaw was basically just falling off. I checked my watch again, only five minutes past. I set down my tool kit, examining her. I figured I should probably just start with her inner wiring and then worry about her jaw.

I moved closer to her, pushing some of my loose hair into my hat. I touched her headpiece, tugging it gently. It was loosely on; I just had to be careful of her metal skeleton and the eyes. I took her headpiece off, carefully placing it next to me. I looked at her exposed head part of her skeleton; I noticed a few loose wires in the back of her where her eyes were. I took out some pliers and a few wires of my own. I clipped the two blue ones and a green one on each eye, making her eyes close. I connected the new ones to replace the old ones. I smiled, wiping off some dust and rust off of her skeleton.

I then focused on her voice box that was attached to the back of her skeletons mouth. I pressed a button, "L-L-L-Let's e-e-e-e-e" The box fizzled and screeched loudly before just going silent. I frowned; it worked just fine last night when she was trying to kill me.

I set to work with my lucky wrench and some pliers. I was making only minor tweaks. It was just a bit rusty and the battery was dying. Suck an easy fix.

I smiled, placing her head back on top of her skeleton; it made a little pop sound when it was in proper place.

I looked at my watch, half an hour until it was time for me to hide with Foxy or find a new hiding spot.

I turned to Freddy, looking at his suit. It was matted and very dirty. It also had stains on it.

"Freddy is that… is that blood?" I gasped.

"It is." I heard from behind me.

I nearly fainted, falling to the ground in surprise. That wasn't Foxy's voice. I screamed, ducking and putting my arms over my head.

"Hey, hey! Don't be scared!" I heard the man's voice say. I heard hurried footsteps come towards me.

I peeked in the direction of the noise. A man, not much older than me, was standing behind me and staring at me in concern.

I shakily sat up, fixing my hat, "H-Hello…" I gulped, "I'm Silvia, the mechanic. I was hired to fix the bots here and the lighting." I said nervously, "Who might you be?" I asked.

The man tipped his hat, "The name's Mike. I run the nightshift here. I was told to come in and watch tonight. I didn't realize you'd be here so early." He smiled small.

I sighed in relief. I guess I was pretty happy to see a human face that was not trying to kill me. I sat up on my knees, "Mike? H-How have you survived here? These bots are insane…" I looked at Freddy, cringing at the blood on him.

Mike sighed, "I know it's scary, but I've managed. I need the money. Besides, I can't help but find a slight amusement with always making it to the morning." He chuckled.

I looked at my watch, "I have fifteen minutes until these guys come to life. Then I'm going to see Foxy." I said. I stood up, jumping down to the ground off the stage.

Mike looked horrified, "Foxy? Why on earth, out of all of them, would you visit Foxy?!" He snarled, "That little shit sprints down to my office almost every night trying to kill me."

I blinked, frowning, "Foxy is the only one who helped me make it through my first night. He's so nice to me…he remembers me." I said with a small smile.

Mike rolled his eyes, "Maybe without me here…they all hate me because I watch them on the cameras. They think I'm-"

"A skeleton with no suit…I know. Foxy told me." I smirked.

Mike smirked back at me, "So, you're the 'Animatronics whisperer' now?" He laughed.

I smiled, checking my watch again, "Thirteen minutes. I have to at least start on Freddy." I said.

Mike nodded, "I'll stay here with you. We'll run to my office two minutes to midnight." He said.

I nodded, turning my back to him and looking at Freddy. I climbed back onto the stage, picking up my tool box. I looked into it, shifting through it. I frowned, "Hey, uh, Mike?" I asked without turning around, "Do you happen to have some sanitation spray and some paper towels? I need to clean Freddy up." I said.

"Yeah I do! I'll grab them for you." He said.

I heard his rushed footsteps rush off into the distance.

I looked at Freddy while I waited.

"I'm sorry…" I heard come from within his suit.

I blinked, my heart melting at the voice I heard. They sounded so scared and nervous.

"I don't mean to…I'm not in control."

I sighed, "Its okay, Freddy…I know you don't mean it." I said back to him.

"What, talking to Freddy, are ya?" I hear Mike chuckle from behind me.

I rolled my eyes, turning back to him, "Yes, I am. Just give me the cleaning stuff. We have ten minutes." I sighed in frustration.

He tossed me the spray and the paper towels. I caught them both, turning back to Freddy. I sprayed his fur, rubbing it with the paper towels. A lot of blood came off, making his fur look and even smell cleaner.

I smiled, "Nice and clean, Freddy." I said.

"Th-Thank you." I heard Freddy say.

"What the hell?" I heard Mike say.

I looked at my watch, my heart dropping, "Mike!" I gasped.

"Dum dum dum dum diddley doo" I heard come from a few rooms away.

"Foxy?" I whispered.

Mike grabbed my arm, running me off the stage, "No time. Run!" He said as he darted down the hall. I grabbed my stuff before he could run me too far away.

"Silvy?" I heard as I ran by. I whipped my head around, seeing Foxy standing in the doorway.

I frowned, shaking my grip from Mike. I ran back towards pirate cove.

"Silvia!" I heard Mike yell. "Silvia, no, he's already seen me!"

I ignored him, running to Foxy. "Foxy!" I yelled.

I could see him at the end of the hall, standing there, just staring down towards the office.

I ran straight into his arms, "Foxy, I told you I'd come back!" I smiled up at him.

My smile soon faded, he was staring down at me now, his jaw open, his eyes glowing yellow. I tried backing up from him, but he had me tight in his grip.

"F-Foxy?" I gasped.

I felt a strong tug on my arm, pulling me away from Foxy as his jaw snapped closed.

Mike was pulling back down the hallway, shoving me into the office and shutting both of the doors.

I slouched over, feeling a sharp pain in my arm. Foxy must have gotten my arm with his hook when Mike pulled me away.

Mike frowned at me, "You're insane. You are absolutely delirious." He said while gasping for air. "You are so lucky this place has a lot of power left or else we'd be dead." He snarled.

I kept a hold of my arm, shaking my head, "Foxy…He was fine last night…" I said.

Mike nodded "He saw me. They all get murderous and crazy whenever I am here…I wasn't here last night." He sighed.

I shook my head, looking up at his big monitor that was focused on the main stage.

"It's not their fault. I can't be mad at them." I smiled sadly at the Rabbit that was wandering around aimlessly on stage.

Mike scoffed, "Yeah, right, I know the stories. I've read the articles and did my research. I do feel bad about the kids but I can't feel bad about their murderous ways." He said.

I turned to him in total disbelief, "Mike those kids were murdered. I'd be pissed at whoever did it too and want them dead." I frowned at him.

Mike rolled his eyes, "I know, I know," he sighed. He rubbed the back of his head, thinking, "look I know I should feel for them but it's very hard to when they have tried to kill me almost every night."

I stood up, "Mike…will you help me get at least Foxy to come to his senses? I want to try and ease the spirits and make this place a little less…creepy." I asked.

Mike blinked his eyes wide. He looked at his monitor, reaching over me to press a button to peek into the bathroom entrance. Chica was staring back at us, just watching the camera. He smiled slightly, looking back at me, "Fine…fine, I'm in." He said. He looked around his desk, grabbing something and tossing it to me. "You'll need this."

I looked up at him, and then back down at the object in my hand. It was a walkie talkie. I looked up at him, "What is this for?" I asked.

Mike smiled, "I know this pizzeria like the back of my hand. I'll come in early tomorrow and wait to see you on the camera. I can help you get to Foxy and be safe by watching the cameras, and then when someone is coming for you I'll tell you over the talkie so you can hide." He smiled at me, quickly checking the doors then the cameras then looking back at me.

I smiled, "Thank you, Mike." I looked at the screen that was now switched to pirate cove. Foxy was peeking out of his curtain, not moving.

Mike took his hat off, bowing jokingly, "If malady gets in a sticky situation, Mikey will run to the rescue." He smirked, his brown hair messy from where his hat was.

I laughed, kissing his cheek, "Thank you, but I think 'malady' can handle herself." I giggled.

Mike cleared his throat, his face beat red, "R-right well. You could probably get going…" he said, swiftly putting his hat back on and straightening up.

I looked at my watch, "It's only two." I said, glancing at the camera then back at him.

He blinked, "Oh. Well then I guess you're stuck with me until six." He chuckled, taking a seat in his chair. "You can sleep if you'd like. I can handle watching the cameras." He said.

I nodded, sitting down against the wall, closing my eyes. I was rather exhausted.

"Working with the skeleton?" I heard a whisper come from the door.

My eyes shot open, looking towards the door. No one was there, Mike even flickered the door lights. No one was there, no sign of the animatronics. I shuddered, closing my eyes again.

I was awoken suddenly by a loud buzzing sound.

"Six o'clock, robot whisperer." I heard Mike say as cheery as ever.

I smiled groggily, standing up.

"I'll be here at ten tonight. Be here about midnight." He said.

I nodded, rubbing my eyes and grabbing my tool kit. As I walked out of that pizza place, I smiled. It was time to do something that should have been done years ago.