A/N: Good news-Travis FINALLY gets back to normal in this chapter. Bad news...well, you'll see...

Disclaimer: Okay guys, time for a personality quiz! Who owns Five Nights at Freddy's? a) you, b) me, c) Scott Cawthon, or d) a dog

Results: If you answered a) you're a dreamer, b) you're a nice dreamer, c) you're a realist, d) ...what?

"Okay gang, here's the plan." I started as I walked in to work that night. "I have an idea on how to get Travis back, but…" I suddenly noticed the nervous looks on their faces. "…what's wrong?" I got my answer as the spare swivel seat spun around, revealing Fritz, decked out in the same blue jacket and hat as me.

"Hey, Mike." My mouth fell open.

"Fritz?! What are you doing here?" She scoffed at me.

"The same thing as you, stupid. Working."

"Even after what happened that night you broke in?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "You were almost killed. We BOTH were."

"Exactly." Fritz said nonchalantly. "You face this every night, and I don't trust 'Ian' there with your safety." Ian whimpered a little, looking away, and Tricia put her hands on her hips.

"Yeah well, here's the thing, lady. We're not crazy anymore, so the only…" Fritz immediately burst out laughing, and Tricia looked offended.

"What's so funny?!" Fritz just kept laughing before turning to me.

"Oh man, Mike I thought you were pulling my leg, but now that I'm hearing this for myself…!" She howled with laughter again, slapping her knee. "The huge scary bear-with a sassy little girl's voice!" Tricia walked outside and crossed her arms, and Hope, who had been behind me in the hall, whispered

"Sorry Mike…but I don't think I like your sister."

"Least you didn't have to grow up with her." I let out a defeated sigh as I sat down in my chair.

On the one hand, since Bonnie/Travis was the only one we had to look out for now, there wasn't a lot to worry about. On the other hand…well, FRITZ was working with me. She already didn't like Ian, and after Tricia and Hope had tried to kill us when she broke in…to say that tonight was going to be awkward was an understatement. Even if she thought Tricia's voice was hilarious.

"So…how did you do it?"

"Hmm?" I looked up from where I was watching Bonnie/Travis on the screen to look at Fritz.

"How did you get those two over to your side?"

"I talked to Tricia." I answered breezily. "Told her I knew she could fight Melody's hold on her. And, well, I guess she listened. Of course…that was when I still thought she was her brother…" This last part I said quietly, but Fritz heard anyway. She chortled and Tricia called from outside

"Yeah, laugh one more time! I dare you!"

"Stop it, you two!" Hope said.

"And the chicken?" Fritz asked.

"Here's the thing-I didn't do anything to get her back." I informed Fritz. "I'd already left by the time she came back to normal."

"…it was because she saw us crying." Ian said quietly. "Me and Tricia. She came over to hug us, and…"

"Hold on!" Fritz held up her hands to motion for all of us to stop talking. "Pep talks and hugging got the two of you to stop being all kill-crazy?! What is this, the Care Bears?!"

"Well, this bear would care for you to shut up!" Tricia snapped.

"Tricia, be nice." I scolded her. "Fritz, listen to me. Every time the kids snapped back to normal, it was because their defining trait was touched upon. What makes them human. For Tricia it was her confidence, and for Hope, her kind nature."

"Alright, I'll humor you for now." Fritz looked at me, then at the cameras, where Bonnie/Travis was getting closer. "So how do we get the bunny over to our side?"

"Well, I've been led to believe that Travis is a show-off." I answered. "So I was thinking…we play a little game with him." Four voices said

"Huh?" as one.

"Game?!" Fritz demanded.

"What are you talking about?" Hope asked.

"Mike…what are you thinking?" Ian asked nervously. I looked at him, then at the two girls.

"You remember how you guys used to come after me?" I asked. "How about, for one night, you pretend like you're still out to get me?"

"What're you playing at, man?!" Tricia demanded, standing in the doorway, her arms crossed.

"Same thing I want to know!" Fritz said, shooting out of her chair and glaring down at me. "Have you completely lost your mind?!

"Hear me out." I held up my hands, trying to calm everyone down. "I assure you, there is a method to my madness. Ian, Tricia and Hope, one of you tell Travis that you're playing a game-who can get the night guards first. He's still in there-and he won't resist the urge to try and get me and Fritz first; to show off how awesome he is."

"Mike, are you insane?!" Fritz demanded. "He'll kill us!"

"No, he won't." I said. "I'm sure of it. And even IF things go south-we've got these three here to help us."

"Um, Mike?" Ian asked.

"It'll work." I told him. "I'm sure of…" I turned around-and suddenly saw his real reason for worrying. Bonnie/Travis was RIGHT at the door. In a second, Fritz was up, locking the rabbit out. I vaguely saw Ian's shadow moving on the wall, going over to Bonnie/Travis.

"What's he doing?" Fritz whispered to me.

"Yar, har, har!" came Foxy's voice. "Bonnie, I be glad yer here, lass! We be playin' a game with these yellowbellies!" I felt like a big, confident balloon was being inflated inside me.

"Freddy, Chica n' me be tryin' to catch them. Think ye be up fer a bit of…competition, lass?"

"Mike?" Fritz asked as I stood up and walked over to the window. I ignored her and peeked out. I could see Bonnie's eyes starting to flicker from black to yellow, showing that Travis was starting to wake up.

Yes. We were so close…

"Mike?" I turned around to see Tricia was behind me. "Open the door. Let me out."

"Sure." I opened the door, and she went out into the hall, along with Hope. Once they were out, Fritz and I listened as Tricia started talking in Freddy's deep, booming voice.

"Join us, Bonnie!" 'Freddy' said. "It'll be fun!" I dared to peek outside, where the other three were leading Bonnie back down the hall.

"Bet I can get to them before you!" 'Chica' beamed, before turning around to give me an 'ok' sign. The whole time, Bonnie/Travis' eyes kept glitching.

This was going to work. We were really going to get Travis over to our side. I went back inside, and Fritz glared at me.

"I still say this is a horrible idea."

"We'll be fine." I told her again, sitting down in my chair and looking at the cameras. "Like I told you, Travis is the only one who's still kill-crazy. And if this works, soon he'll be out of that."

"'If' being the key word here!" Fritz snapped. "I don't know about you Mike, but I don't look forward to dying by being stuffed into a robot bear suit!"

"It'll be fine." I said a third time, starting to get annoyed as I checked the cameras, seeing that Hope had started to move. "Have some faith in me, will you?" Fritz just shot me one last glare before looking at the cameras herself.

"I can't believe you trust those things over your own flesh and blood."

That did it. It was MY turn to burst out laughing-and it wasn't out of fear.

"What's the joke?!" Fritz demanded.

"You are." I answered as coolly as I could. "You shout at me, snap at me, insult me, pretty much disown me in high school, and now you want to know why I trust them over you?" Smile still in place, I looked her in the eye. "Say what you like about Ian, blame him for ruining your life, but in the short time I've known him, he's treated me more like a big brother than you have in nine years."

Fritz's mouth fell open in shock.

"What?! Mike, that's…! That's not…!"

"Forget it." I wiped the smile from my face, going back to looking at the cameras. Bonnie/Travis had now moved as well. I flipped to Pirates' Cove. Ian caught me looking, and gave me his most piratish grin. If and when this thing worked out and we got Travis back, I wouldn't mind playing these games more often. Course, one of THEM could be the night guard, and I'd be one of the 'hunters'. I checked the tablet.

"We're not doing too bad." I said flatly. "86%." Fritz didn't say anything. I guess she was still shocked over what I'd said to her. I didn't say anything else, just went back to looking through the cameras. By now, Bonnie/Travis was in the party room.

Huh? That was strange. Usually she/he never went there. The rabbit's image started to glitch, and I caught her/his eyes flickering again. Yes, yes, yes. Travis was so determined to win this game.

So close…we're almost there…

I checked the cameras again. Ian had stepped off stage. Looking in East Hall, I noticed Tricia looking right into the camera, making a face. Real mature. Then again, she'd never gotten the chance to grow up…

"Chicken girl's in the party room with the bunny." Fritz said flatly.

"Hmm." I said before going back to looking at the other cameras. I looked back at Pirates' Cove…and saw Ian was gone. Despite the fact that I knew I wasn't in any danger, I couldn't stop a grin from crossing my face as I flashed back to my first couple nights here. A quick look into the west hall confirmed my suspicions-he was running right towards us. On reflex, I shot out of my chair and ran to shut him out, but of course he was faster. Before you could say 'shiver me timbers', he stuck his head in the door

"AUGGGGGGHHHHHH!" It was just a normal, little-boy scream, not the unearthly screeching I'd heard a couple times before, but it was no less jarring. I burst out laughing, clutching my stomach.

"Oh man! I almost had him!" Me, Ian, and Fritz turned around at the sound of the new voice. There, standing behind us, was Bonnie, or rather Travis, his hands on his hips, and his eyes yellow, showing that he was free now. My eyes widened a little.

It had worked. My plan to get Travis to normal had actually worked. Before I could even think of jumping for joy, or doing anything of the like, Tricia's voice called out

"TRAVIS!" Travis turned around, and in two seconds, was glomped by his sister.

"Ah! You're hugging me!"

"Of course I am, dummy!" She said, flicking his ear. Her annoyed look only lasted for a second, however, as she went back to hugging him tightly. Looked like I wasn't the only one with a sister who could drive him crazy. Though at least it looked like Tricia actually cared about her brother. Behind me, Fritz shook her head.

"Well, this has been the weirdest night I've ever had. Though at least now we know that there's nothing to worry about anymore." She unbuttoned her jacket, revealing a purple t-shirt.

Fritz didn't HAVE a purple shirt.

"Where did you get that?" I asked.

"This thing?" She answered tonelessly. "I just..."

"Ian?" Hope said. "What's wrong?!" I turned around…and my heart almost stopped. Ian had started twitching weirdly, looking like…well…like he was malfunctioning. He raised his hand and hook to his head, his gaze locked on my sister. A bad feeling suddenly settled in the pit of my stomach.

"Ian…"

Then, a second later, there it was. The ear-splitting, heart-stopping screech I'd grown accustomed to ripped from his throat, and the next thing I knew, he lunged forward, right at my sister.

A/N: Yeah, I couldn't resist the urge to have Mike playing this game with the animatronics/kids, like in other FNAF fics I've read. But I had to add my own spin to it...you guys are probably gonna hate me after the next chapter...

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