You Can't Fix What's Not Broken
By
End Of Grace
A/N Thank you to my wonderful readers, I have reached over 300 reviews, thank you so much. Sorry this is a week late, this was a monster to write, it's full of feels, you might need to have tissues handy. It's nearing the end. I think there is only three chapters of so left, so enjoy.
Chapter 16: What the hell is going on?
Mike felt as if the world had slowed down around him, even the wind and the sound of passing cars sounded blurred to his ears, his eyes stinging from the sensation. He tried telling his body to move, but it wouldn't, it was frozen in place. He could only stand there and watch….he was helpless.
Thomas slid down the wall, his mind screaming at him to run, but his legs refused to work. Tears trickled down his face, his heart thumping hard against his chest, bile building in his throat as he looked on at what was in front of him. Springtrap...his Springtrap, his best friend and love, was staring at him with such cold eyes, blood dripping from his mouth and coating his teeth. The body beneath the animatronic twitched violently, the remains of his face showed that he had been horrified before he died, his bones snapping like twigs underneath the weight of the animatronic who was determined to crush him beneath his claws. Spring slowly crept towards Thomas, heavily breathing, the dark look in his eyes seeming to become more intense.
"Spring? Spr….Spring….wha…" Thomas tried to speak but his throat wouldn't allow it. Spring was leaning over him now, his face just inches away from his, Spring's optics burning into his soul.
"Mine" Spring's voice box crackled, making his voice sounding unearthly and dark.
"Wha?"
"Mine! Mine! Mine!" Spring growled as he grabbed Thomas's unbutton shirt and ripped it off and then grabbed his pants and started to yank them, while Thomas started to panic and tried to fight Spring and push him away. Spring grabbed Thomas's arm and twisted it back and then yanked him back hard against the wall. The loud crash caused Mike to snap out of his daze, gasping out loud as he climbed in through the window, cutting his hands on the glass as he tumbled into the room.
"Springtrap! You gotta snap out of it!" snapped Mike as he grabbed Spring's shoulder's only for the animatronic to grab his wrist and throw him across the room, his back hitting the wall hard knocking the air out of him and maybe cracking one of two ribs. Thomas tried to get away on all fours, his pants falling around his knees, sweating and panting heavily but Springtrap grabbed his ankle and dragged him back. He heard the telling click and glanced back over his shoulder to see Spring's erection sticking out between his legs.
"Spring! Springtrap please! Don't!" Thomas begged "It wasn't what you think…"
"MINE" Spring growled as he pulled Thomas closer, his servo on Thomas's underwear ready to pull it down.
"Springtrap! Alpha, Mike, Bravo, Echo" Mike snapped as he pressed his hand against his ribs. Springtrap froze, his servos locking, but his optics whirled around angrily as he tried to speak but couldn't. Thomas looked shocked as he pulled himself away from the frozen animatronic who was still watching him intensely.
"Mike...what did you do?"
"After learning about what really happened about the bite of 87 and being attacked by Goldie, I added a voice override into their programing, causing their bodies to freeze but they would remain conscious" said Mike as he struggled to get to his feet and staggered over to Thomas and held his hand out. "Now we've got that out of the way, perhaps you can tell us what the hell is going on? And who is the poor schmuck that's had his head bitten off?"
Thomas gave a weak chuckle as he was pulled to his feet, pulling his pants up. He and Mike stepped around Springtrap and sat down opposite each other in the living room, both shaken and pale.
"The corpse on the floor is...or was Fritz Smith, he was a security guard at the pizzeria, has finished a long sentence in prison for manslaughter and vandalism"
"So he's the guy that messed with everyone's voice box and Fred's wires that caused the bite?" Mike asked looking down at the body.
"Yeah….he was also the one that wracked your apartment and killed your cupcake friend"
"Suddenly I feel less guilty about not stopping Springtrap" Mike muttered but then looked at Thomas in confusion "So what is he doing here?"
"Why do you think?" said Thomas dully "He came to blackmail me….He went to prison because of me"
"He didn't rat you out to the police? Not once?" said Mike in shock.
"It's some kind of crook's code or something. Basically he kept his mouth shut about me paying him to vandalize the animatronics. Of course the bite was really not what I wanted, I didn't want that at all, you have to beleive me on that"
"I do, I even forgive you about my apartment though I really would like to smack the shit out of Fritz for killing Cherry, but I still don't get how he's here and what was going on with you"
"He called me one day out of the blue, just before The Cove was completed, demanding money for his silence. I paid of course, thought it was only right that I should, part of my penance for screwing his life over as well as the others. Then Foxy's cove became a huge success and Fritz started to threaten to tell the media about me and what I almost done to the company and when I couldn't make the payments….(sigh) I took it out of the company accounts." said Thomas his voice full of shame as he looked at Mike's shocked face. "It was only meant to be the once….but he kept asking for more...and I got desperate. Then….the night I had Springtrap over….Fritz had been spying….took pictures…"
Tears were rolling down Thomas's face now, his voice becoming tight with emotion as despair filled his eyes. "You don't want to know what he said Mike, it was….horrible, that's when money no longer cut it, he said if I could be a bitch for a robotic bunny….I…." Thomas couldn't say anymore, he just broke down into painful sobs, the shame overwhelming him.
"Fuck" Mike muttered, he really wanted to feel bad for the guy and a very large part of him did, but in a awful way this was karma for all those years he neglected the animatronics and for not getting punished for the bite. He looked over at Springtrap and the body and wondered what they were going to do. Spring did attack that guy out of defending Thomas but killing him? What were the cops going to think of that? Plus Thomas was the ceo of the company if he got arrested….didn't that mean the company was finished? Loud sirens and bright blue lights suddenly cut though Mike's train of thought.
"The cops? But how….?"
"The neighbours most likely heard the break of the window and saw you so called the police" said Thomas quickly rubbing his face clean. "Do something about Springtrap will you? We can't have them seeing him with an erection. And Mike….I asked you to bring Springtrap here tonight...but you forgot the time and came late ok? Remember that!"
"Er...right…" said Mike as he got off his chair and walked over to the frozen animatronic while Thomas went to answer the door and stall for time. Mike knelt down in front of Spring, sighing sadly at the sight of thick oily tears falling from the animatronics optics. He'd forgotten that Springtrap had no idea of Thomas's past having been locked up in the old restaurant, plus Goldie and the others thought it best that he didn't know because of how he felt for his human.
"Sorry Spring...I know that was hard to hear...but we're all in trouble right now...so I need you to behave...ok?" said Mike as he spoke his override password again and commanded Springtrap to move. Springtrap collapsed on to the floor and let out a sob, his erection deflating and sliding back into place. Mike stroked the gold bunny's fur softly, tears stinging his own eyes as he got to his feet and tried to pull Springtrap up too, as the sound of heavy footsteps came into the room.
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Mr McBear was pulled from his nice warm bed at an ungodly hour by the persistent ringing of his phone. For crying out loud he was an old man, he needed his beauty sleep, he had far too many wrinkles for a man his age, at least he thought so. Using his walking stick to keep him steady, he walked over slowly to the phone, trying to clear his throat before picking up the receiver.
"Hello? I hope you have insurance because if I find you I'm going to shove my walking stick so far up your...Who? Oh, Michael, you know better then….what? What? Calm down lad and go slow because I'm sure you said…..dear lord…" said Mr McBear gripping his chest, his heart beating fast, his pacemaker starting to beep. "Yes….I just need to calm down...yes...yes...of course...I'll call them now...Michael...once you're released come to the pizzeria immediately. I'll be waiting for you there with the others"
He placed the phone down and wiped his face with the back of his hand, his mind was spinning, so many thoughts and worries going through it but he needed to think straight as he picked the phone back up and dialed a number he recently learned.
"Hello? Matthew? Yes, it's me, we have a situation...a very serious situation. I need you to call Jeremy and Pinkie and organise the animatronics together and get them to Freddy's. I can't really explain over the phone, but Mike and Springtrap are in serious trouble and so is the CEO. Yes….oh yes please! I hadn't thought of that. Thank you, yes, yes, I will see you in an hour or so"
The old man staggered over to his kitchen and made himself a cup of tea to take his tablets, he was going to need them, he was already shaking badly. After letting his tablets do their thing he walked into his bedroom and slowly got dressed, he really should have washed first but he didn't have the time. After putting on his bowtie and brushing down his trousers he staggered back into his living room to wait for Matt to pick him up.
Foxy frowned when Matt ran into the main floor, panting for breath, looking worried.
"Matt lad, take a breath and tell us what has got ya sails in such a knot" he said as his crew started to gather around them.
"I just got off the phone with Mr McBear, something REALLY bad happened and he's told me to call everyone and get you guys over to Freddy's straightaway"
"Did he give you any hints to what it is about?" Foxy asked folding his arms across his chest, his good eye glaring at the guard.
"Something about it involving Mike, Springtrap and the CEO" said Matt "I've already called Jeremy, he'll be here soon to help me get you guys over to Freddy's, cause I've got to pick up Mr McBear as well. Mark is already at Freddy's as the guard so they'll be ready for us"
"Do we need to come as well Sugar?" Bon-Bon asked as she, Mangy and Chloe stood to the side, not really sure whether or not to get involved.
"Be on the safe side to Lass" said Foxy "I'll be wanting everyone in pairs. Net with Fred, Mangle take the cub, Twins together, Chi ya with Chloe and Blu…"
"With me" Bon-Bon shirked happily as she took Blu's servo in her large one and smiled showing all of her sharp teeth. "I hope you'll look after me Sugar!"
Blu gulped and looked over at Foxy and whimpered "Help"
Mangy froze slightly when Magle came up to him and looked up pleadingly at Chloe who simply smiled at him.
"Don't be scared, she seems very nice and not as scary as the captain, you can talk to her" said Chloe as she went over to talk to her older sister, who was insisting on being in Jeremy's car when he got there. Mangle smiled softly as she held out her servo to the sacred fox.
"It be alright lad, the captain has put you in my care and I won't let anything happen to ya" as she took his servo in hers and patted his head with the other. "You'll be fine"
Mangy felt his system warm nicely and his tail wagged happily.
Once Jeremy got there, they noticed there was a problem with space and quickly decided that Fred, Net and Bon-Bon, would allow Ballon boy, Betty and Blu to sit on their laps. The twins and Bon-Bon were quite happy with the idea, but Blu wasn't, he even went so far as to lower himself to ask Foxy to sit on his lap instead, only to be glared off deeply by the pirate fox. So Blu tried to make himself comfortable on the large nightmare's lap, his hard drive almost freezing when she wrapped her sharp clawed servos around him.
"Comfy Sugar?" she asked happily.
"Umm….yes...thank you" said Blu who really wanted to ask her to loosen her hold on him. "Er...you have..um...very soft fur…."
She squealed happily and hugged him even tighter, the others in the car sniggering at his plight.
An hour or so later once everyone had gathered in Freddy's that Mr McBear told them the news. The nightmare crew just looked confused while the others looked horrified and worried.
"What about Springtrap? What are they going to do to him?" Goldie growled.
"At the moment Goldie I am as much in the dark as you are. Mike could only tell me the basics on the phone. It also seems you were right about the money as well….Thomas was taking it. To pay the blackmailer that Springtrap had killed"
"But who was the blackmailer? How did he know so much?" Fred asked rubbing his head.
Mr McBear sighed "It was Fritz Smith…"
The animatronics groaned loudly and some throw their hands up in the air in frustration.
"Should have stuff the little shit into a suit when I had a chance" Goldie growled "So, if Thomas is arrested, what will happen to the company?"
"No idea...they could appoint a new CEO or wrap the company up or even sell it, but don't worry I won't sell any of you" said Mr McBear with a small smile but then frowned sadly at the Nightmare animatronics "I am truly sorry, but due to the circumstances, I think you can understand that I will have to call Dahl later, I will speak to him about you though, maybe come to some sort of an agreement"
"We understand and our greatful for anything you can do for us" said Nightmare, tipping his hat politely but jumped when Goldie slammed his servo down hard on a table, leaving a large crack in the plastic.
"This is all Mike's fault! Why did he have to shove his nose into Spring's business? HE knew Spring would react that way! When he gets here, I'm going to have him over my knee and spank the crap out of the kid and that will just be for starters!"
"FREDDY FRAZBEAR SENIOR THAT IS ENOUGH!"
All the animatronics and guards froze, that kind of freezing motion you do when your parent catches you with your hand in the cookie jar, as Goldie looked at the furious looking Mr McBear as he slammed his walking stick, the dim lights reflecting off of his large glasses, giving him an eerie dark presence. "You will not under any circumstances harm Michael, or anyone else for that matter. Michael did what he did for Springtrap sake of that I have no doubt, I have seen the poor bunny pining away and if I could most likely would have done the same. Also, Michael is an employee and your repairman, you should treat him with the same respect you show me, otherwise Goldie" said Mr McBear firmly his mouth twitching slightly. "I will have you over my knee, but I will not use my hand but my slipper! Is that understood?"
Goldie finched as he recalled some of Freddy's memories of seeing him over his creator's knee being spanked for being rude to customers back in the old restaurant. "Understood sir"
"Feddy, Pinkie, I want to be informed if Goldie does anything untoward to anyone from now on" said Mr McBear with a slight smile, making Goldie groan as Freddy and the gang laughed.
"I wish he'd stop calling me that" Mark moaned as he ran his fingers through his fading pink hair.
"Are you going to dye it again Mark?" Jeremy asked as he held Chi's hand in his.
"I was thinking of going with blue, but I hate to think of the nickname the old guy would come up with"
"Guys do you think Mike's ok?" Matt asked in a worried tone as he pulled out his phone. "Do you think we should call him"
"He's probably had his phone confiscated until he's released" said Mark "He used his one phone call to call the old man too, kind of odd, because you would think he would call his parents right? I mean they're both lawyers"
"Mike would rather have his teeth pulled out without anistic then call his parents" said Jeremy "I've only seen his mother though the camera system and trust me, I could see the coldness coming off of her"
"I was guarding the box when they came to the show, his father hates Mike working here, if he got wind of what has happened….I'd hate to think what he would do" said Matt frowning deeply.
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Finally after so many weeks of preparation, hours going over evidence, countering argument after argument, the case was finally closed and the scum bag was going to jail, finally. Mr Schmidt closed his suitcase with a happy sigh, feeling the pressure leave his shoulders, a rare smile on his face. He texted his wife, told her to book a table for lunch, maybe even see if Michael wanted to come, he was feeling generous. He hadn't had any contact with Michael since his little show at the hospital. He hadn't been overly impressed with it and seeing his son act like a fool was stomach turning but he had no idea the amount of clients of his that knew about the pizzeria. Suddenly everyone was telling him about how great his son is, what a nice and caring man, how he must have learnt about being a good father figure from him. He felt a small stabbing of guilt when anyone said that to him, as for the lift of him he could not remember having much time with his son growing up. He had been too busy working and building his business. Maybe….maybe he and Jane should go to the pizzeria for lunch...it would be worth the grease food just to see the shocked look on Michael's face. There was a polite tap on his shoulder as he turned to see an police officer that had been a key witness in his trail.
"Just wanted to say thank you for all your hard work getting that guy behind bars" he said holding out his hand.
"Thank you, but you did the important job getting him off the streets first" he said polity as he shook his hand. "But something tells me, you wanted to talk to me about something else, other than the case"
"Damn you are good" the officer smiled but then became rather serious "I'm not really meant to be talking about this but I thought since you were a high class lawyer and such you better hear about it sooner rather than later."
"About what?"
The officer quickly filled him in, mainly the facts he knew and what was being speculated, he quickly thanked him for the heads up and waved good bye as he almost sprinted from the courthouse.
The cop car slowly pulled into the pizzeria and up to the doors, where a large sign was read "Closed due to emergency, our apologies", a large cop got out and then opened the passenger door. Mike slowly dragged himself out, looking really rough with dark circles under his eyes and his hair unkempt.
"You sure you want to be here kid? The place is closed…."
"Yeah, The manager and the others guards wanted to meet up here to talk…." said Mike softly as he pointed to the window where Mark, Matt and Jeremy were looking out of all waving and smiling.
"Fair enough but although we didn't charge you with anything, we will most likely still call you in for some more questions and to clarify a few details, you know, standard procedure stuff" said cop said gruffly as he held out his hand for Mike to shake. Mike shook it and waved good bye as he walked over to the doors the three other guards already crowded outside of them.
"Hey guys, sorry for all the trouble…" Mike started as Matt gave him a quick hug and a look over.
"We're fine, but you look awful, like you've gone ten rounds, did the cops do that to you?" Matt asked.
"Wha? No! No...I got most of it trying to stop Springtrap from attacking Thomas...er...is Mr McBear here?" Mike asked as Jeremy patted him on the back.
"Yeah he's here, he's really upset Mike, keeps rubbing his chest...I've already given him painkillers but…"
"And you need to be careful too Mike, though the old man gave Goldie a warning...you know what that bear is like...he'll wait until the old man's back is turned and he'll be giving you a spanking" said Mark who didn't doubt for a moment that Goldie would go through with his plan.
"Great" Mike sighed "Just what I needed, a pissed off Goldie, what about the others? What about Shadow?"
"I think the others are waiting to hear what happened from you and what is going to happen to the boss and the ceo. Their pissed sure but I don't think they're blaming you" said Matt.
"As for the cubs, they've been told that Springtrap went to visit Thomas and caught a bad virus and had to go to the robot hospital for major repairs" Mark said with a smug grin "Came up with the idea myself"
"Good one Mark. Well, might as well get this over with" Mike muttered as he followed the guys in. Mr McBear was sitting in the far back booth, with Goldie and Freddy, all speaking low and softly while Bonnie was sitting on the floor by the drawing tables with Shadow, Plush-trap, Sooty and the triplets.
"I'm surprised that Foxy and the gang aren't here" said Mike.
"They had three birthday parties today and it wouldn't have been right to cancel at such late notice" said Jeremy "And before you say anything, some of the staff from this store are covering for us. I'll be heading over there as soon too"
"As will I, but we just wanted to make sure your ok and to hear what's going on, so we can relay it to Foxy and the others" said Matt.
"DADDY!" Shadow cried out as he noticed his creator walking across the floor. The small black bunny came running towards him, holding a picture in his small servo. "Is Uncle Spring ok? I made him a get better card"
"It's….not good" said Mike tiredly as he picked the black bunny up. "He's in a bad way"
A small sob was heard and Mike felt his heart twist painfully as he looked at Plush trap who was wiping away his oily tears while the triplets crowded around him for comfort.
"You better get over here and start explaining yourself boy" Goldie growled only for Freddy to smack him in the back of the head. Bonnie got up and walked over to Mike and pulled him into a big hug, his large servos, rubbing up and down Mike's head and back, humming softly. Mike felt his eyes starting to burn as he willed himself not to cry into Bonnie's fur. Yet how could he tell the large rabbit just what was going to happen to his older sibling? There was a polite cough as Mr Mcbear turned to the group.
"Jeremy lad, would you take the little ones to the living room? I'm sure there are some cartoons on for them to enjoy"
"I don't want cartoons! I want my daddy!" cried Plush, trumping his small servos on the table.
"I know little one, but I simply wish to talk to all the adults in private first and then we'll tell you what is going on" said Mr Mcbear softly. The small rabbit sulked as he, Shadow and the others followed Jeremy to the back room. Bonnie pulled back from his hug with Mike, but stood beside him, holding his hand. He sent a signal to his optics, making them glow slightly as he glared at Goldie, silently warning him to back off. Goldie simply snorted.
"Mike, came and sit down lad and tell me what is going on, Matt would you mind asking Chica to get the lad a coffee? I'll have a cup of tea as well" said the old man softly as he stepped out of the seat and allowed Mike to climb into the booth before retaking his spot, Boonie then standing beside him, still glaring at Goldie.
"Sir...I…" Mike started only for Mr Mcbear to give him a small smile as he patted his hand.
"Let's wait for Matt, Jeremy and Chica to come lad, then you can tell us everything"
Jeremy came back, with Nightmare and Freddy-Stein in tow while Matt helped Chica carry the drinks in.
Mike looked around and frowned "Where is Bonnie Blu?"
"Don't you remember Mike?" Bonnie said softly "You asked him to stay with Foxy as he wanted to help keep an eye on the other nightmare animatronics"
"Oh yeah...I forgot…" said Mike remembering asking the blue rabbit to do that but that wasn't the real reason. Its was to allow Bon-Bon time to get to know her "prince charming".
"Now that we're all here" said Mr Mcbear as he sipped his tea "Mike would you mind telling us, why you took Springtrap to see Thomas last night and what happened afterwards please?"
Mike told them how he caught Springtrap leaving and how the gold bunny was pining away for Thomas and how he had gotten it into his cpu that Thomas was cheating on him. So to prove that Thomas wasn't doing that he took him to Thomas's place. There they saw Thomas being assaulted by someone and Springtrap attacked him in Thomas's defence and killed the man. Said man being the old guard Fritz Smith, who had been blackmailing Thomas for money and when he couldn't pay, changed it to sexsual favours. Mr Mcbear shook, fat tears rolling down his face.
"The stupid boy! He should have gone to the police right away! He should have told me!"
And here I was thinking that I would have to beat some sense into Springtrap for killing the douche bag but since it was Smith, good riddance!"
"GOLDIE!" everyone snapped, making the gold bear look around in alarm, his paws held up.
"Oh like the rest of you weren't thinking it!" Goldie grumbled folding his large servos and pouted.
"Then the cops came having had one of the neighbours call after they saw the broken window. Then they called for backup and both me, Thomas and Springtrap were taken down town. As far as the cops are concerned I was meant to bring Springtrap to his place last night but I got there late. That's why I saw everything. I explained my side of things repeatedly to the police and Thomas must have insisted on me being innocent too because they let me go"
"Mike….do you know what they're going to do with my son?" Mr McBear asked, his voice weary as if he was bracing himself for the worst.
"Well I don't know for sure and to tell the truth, I think the police don't know either but he could go down for the bite as well as the death of Fritz, also defrauding the company out of tens of thousands dollars"
"Hey...um...I might be kinda new….but who is Fritz?" Mark asked, Matt shrugging.
"Fritz, was the guard that sabotaged the animatronics that caused the bite, he went down for murder. Must have gotten out a while ago and started to blackmail the boss" said Jeremy quickly filling them in.
"Wha...the Ceo actually paid the guy to cause the bite?" Matt asked, rather startled.
"Oh no, it simply to help cause the place to close down, the bite was never his intention" said Jeremy.
"But Springtrap was the one that killed Fritz? Why pin the crime on him?" Freddy asked as he rubbed the top of his head.
"It would be hard to applese Fritz's family with just letting Springtrap take the fall for his death. Though Thomas insist that he wanted Springtrap just to act as a deterrent rather than a murder weapon, depends on what the DA decided to charge him with"
"What about Springtrap though? They're going to give him back right?" Goldie asked his eyes going black for a moment, but a slight hiss from Bonnie made him quickly changed.
Mike sighed and ran his hand through his hair, his eyes heavy and his head was pounding, he been going through every possibility what Springtrap would face and sadly none of them good. "Springtrap is being held as evidence for now...but...the cops have said it would be most likely….that he will be destroyed"
Goldie slammed his servos on the table while Bonnie let out a loud mournful cry as Chica placed her head in her servos to hide her face as she cried. The three guards looked worriedly at each other but said nothing, after all what could they say.
"We might be able to protest his destruction by saying he was only following his programing in protecting Thomas or simply keep him out the back where he would not interact with an of the public, like we had Fred" said Mr McBear "I will also call the company today, maybe get a meeting with the board members, see what is going on. Hopefully they won't think of closing us down"
"We've been in tight spots before and even if they do close us down, we can start again, we've done it before, no reason we can't do it again" said Goldie as he looked over at Mr Mcbear "Do you think you have any room in that apartment building of yours for a dozen or more animatronics?"
"I'm sure I can find some room for you" said Mr McBear with a small smile "Don't worry, I won't leave you out in the cold"
"I'll call Foxy and let him know what is going on" said Freddy sadly as he got up to make the call but a sudden racket caused him to stop. Everyone looked at each other before looking at the front doors that rattled alarmingly. Freddy gave Mark a pointed look and tilted his head towards the door. Mark sighed but followed Freddy closely as they went over to the door.
"Why would anyone want to come in? The sign says we're closed" said Bonnie.
"Well I hope they're not hungry because I haven't made any pizza" said Chica.
Freddy opened the door slightly but it was suddenly yanked out of his servo as someone tried to get in but was stopped when Freddy and Mark stood by side by said blocking the way.
"You can't come in here while the store is closed sir, please leave before I called the police or let the bear run you off the premises" said Mark firmly as Freddy gave a small growl.
"I'm here to see my son! I was told Mike was brought here from the police station, now is he here or not?"
Mike felt a chill go up his spine as he cringed. He groaned loudly as he got to his feet and started to walk over to the door.
"Let him in Mark, Freddy, it's my dad"
Mark blinked as he looked at Mike and then back at the posh looking man in front of him as he stepped aside and allowed him to come inside. Mike felt a lump in his throat appear, that wouldn't go down, as he felt himself starting to sweat. What was it about his old man that made him feel like this? He was now standing in front of him, looking down at him, his face neutral but his eyes were blazing with anger.
"Hello sir, may I ask why you're here? You could have called me"
"Micheal, get your things together even that thing you live with, we're leaving and you're not returning" said Daniel Schmidt firmly, making everyone but Mike gasp in shock.
"Mr Schmidt, as nice as it is to see you again, can you explain why you expect Mike to simply leave here and not return?" Mr McBear asked as he tried to pull himself up from the table and failing, as his knees didn't want to work due to his arthritis.
"As if you don't know! This place had a terrible reputation before this but now it's dragging my son into a police station, I will not stand for it and will be the first person to rally for this place to be closed and have those things…" snapped Mr Schmidt pointing to Goldie "be destroyed because they're too dangerous to have around!"
"What the hell man!" Jeremy yelled "You don't know anything about these guys!"
"Springtrap and Foxy did what they needed to do to protect people, how is that bad?" Matt argued.
"And where do you get off bossing Mike around like that" snapped Mark angrily.
"Don't act like you lot don't know! This place is dripping with murder! Five children, security guards and now this. Its also a magnet for mad man, wasn't it only six or so months ago when that killer tried to burn this place down and kidnap Mike and tried to stuff him into a suit?"
The animatronics and guards glared at the ground, their hands and servos clenched tightly, they wanted to argue but nothing the man had said was untrue. Mike sighed loudly as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Are you finished sir? Because if you are, can you know please leave?"
"What did you just say?" said Mr Schmidt looking stunned but then furious. The air in the pizzeria had always been cool due to the ac but now it was dropping to freezing at least that what it felt like. The animatronics looked back and forth from Mike to his father, wondering if they should intervene or not, Bonnie went to step forward by Mr McBear grabbed his servo and shook his head, his eyes firmly on Mike.
"With due respect sir, I am an adult, I've got my own place, pay my own bills and have my own job. A job which I love! Yes, its reputation isn't great and we're going to go through a rough time but we'll overcome it one way or another. Since you taught me never to give up, I'll be sticking with this job until the end, now if there isn't anything else?"
"You ungrateful…." Mr Schmidt growled but pulled back his anger as he changed tactics "Are you forgetting it's this place put you in the hospital? Not once but twice?"
"The second time was due to a madman…not that that matters"
"Not that it matters?" said his father is disbelief. "Then what about last night then? You quite clearly beaten up and if you hadn't had stop that monster from attacking your boss, he and yourself would be dead! Surely you can see that?"
Mike's cheeks went red, not from anger but from embarrassment as he couldn't argue the fact that Springtrap wouldn't have killed them as he would have been too busy screwing them. His father hadn't noticed as he was now looking at Mr McBear, his eyes filled with hate, as he went on to rant.
"And if the police or the company itself decides to keep this place open, I personally will take action and drag you to court and show them all evidence and history of this place and have the doors shut forever and this monstrosities destroyed and you behind bars!"
"OH WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Mike looked around the room as everyone gasped and realized the one that had shouted that out was him.
His father looked more than shocked "Michael…?"
"Dad, Do you really shutting this place down will stop me from building or looking after animatronics? Cause it won't! Fuck, close this place down, I'll just open up my OWN place! My own restaurant with animatronics. Plus do anything to Mr McBear and I'll order these animatronics to deal with you!"
"You would attack me? Your own father? I raised you…"
"Raised me? Like fuck did you!" Mike snapped "Nanna raised me for most of my life and the the housekeepers watched me though most of my older teen years. The only thing you raised was you precious company"
SLAP
Mike's head snapped back, pain shooting across his face as he lost his balance and stumbled backwards losing his footing and falling to the floor catching himself on a table on the way down as he crumbled to the floor. Everyone looked at Mr Schmidt who shook with rage, his hand still up from where he had backhanded Mike across the face. Jeremy and Bonnie quickly rushed to Mike's side to help him up as Mr McBear got unsteadily to his feet and pointed at Mr Schmidt as Goldie stepped forward.
"Goldie, please escort Mr Schmidt out of the store please, he has outstayed his welcome. Should you try and come here again Mr Schmidt, the animatronics will call the police to remove you and report you for harnessing my staff"
Mr Schmidt seemed to have calm down as he straightened himself up and picked up his suitcase as Freddy and Goldie escorted him out. "We'll speak about this further at another time Michael" he said softly as he left.
Mike said nothing, didn't even look up from the floor as Bonnie and Jeremy walked him to his office to get looked over. Chica leaned over and picked up the fallen chair and table while Goldie relocked the door. Matt stood still, his eyes wide as an eerie smile spread across his lips.
"It was funny...life" he thought to himself "You think you had figured life out after it showed you how to be strong from biting then it throws you a fast ball and shows you what your life was leading up too. His life was leading up to this point! Everything had lead up to his point. All the way back from the moment Foxy bite his step-father's head off til now. Now, after everything the pizzeria had done for him,for all that Mike had done for him, his life's purpose had been shown. He had to save the pizzeria and Mike from his abusing lawyer of a father. It was all so simple! He could see it clearly like he was looking down though the scope of a gun with his target in sight. And for the first time in a while, his teeth not only itched, they bloody stinged.
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It was late at the cove and it was Jeremy's turn to cover the night shift, he dragged his feet in, doubting he'd be able to keep awake, it had been one hell of a day. He looked around the main floor expecting to see the whole gang out but only found Net resting on his box playing with his music box.
"Hey Net...where is everyone?"
Net slowly raised his head and Jeremy wasn't surprised to see oily tears flowing down the marionettes face. Jeremy reached into his pocket and pulled out some tissue and wiped Net's face.
"Thank you, Foxy told us about Springtrap and...well how uncertain our future is…"
"Hey, you know we won't go down without a fight and you know the old man won't have you guys out on the street"
Net nodded and then looked up at Jeremy, his expression unreadable "Is it true? Mike's father stuck him when he stood up for himself?"
Jeremy rubbed the back of his neck and sighed, he really didn't want to tell Net the truth having listened to Bonnie and the others threatening the old Schmidt with in a inch of his life should he ever come near the pizzeria or Mike again.
"His dad was freaking out and was ready to listen to reason I think" said Jeremy calmly "He knows all the bad stuff about this place and keeps seeing Mike ending up in hospital because of it. He's just really worried about Mike…."
"You know he's been trying to force Michael to leave here and become a lawyer, even though Michael has repeatedly told him that he has no interest"
"Well some parents just want the best for their kids, you know and being a lawyer is a really high paying job, Mike would never have to worry about being broke"
"Do we not pay you enough?" Net asked his head tilting to the side.
"Well, it's enough for us to pay our way and our bills you know and maybe enough for a little savings but with lawyers, he could get really fancy and expensive stuff….you know live the life of luxury"
"I don't think Mike would enjoy that kind of lifestyle...he's more down to earth" said Net as he looked down at his music box.
"Something tells me Mike would be happy with just a shoebox of a room filled with aloud of wires and stuff for him to play with" Jeremy tried to joke but it just came out all wrong. "Anyway, if anyone wants or needs me, I'll be in the security room trying not to fall asleep"
Net nodded as Jeremy walked off, feeling even lower than before. He wished with his whole spark he had been there to defend Mike from his father, though part of him argued that he would have gone the way of Springtrap and most likely had killed the man for it, so it was probably for the best that he hadn't.
Foxy, Mangle and Mangy were in the back room, the captain looking through some trunks that were filled with costumes, he would hold one up, examining it before muttering and throwing it to the floor. Mangle simply smiled as she patted Mangy's head fur, explaining that her's and Foxy's roles were of pirates and she had to teach him about the pirate code and such for him to be part of the show.
"Are you sure we should be doing this Ms Mangle? We're making a lot of mess" said Mangy as he looked at the clothes littering the floor.
"Don't worry lad, we'll clean up before the humans get here, but we really need a pirate outfit for ya Foxglove"
Mangy cringed and bowed his head, he didn't really like the new name, but didn't want the other fox to hate him. Mangle took his face in her servos and gently pulled him around to face her. She gave him a gentle smile as she gently stroked his ears.
"What be wrong lad? You don't like the name the captain has given ye?"
"No...not really...I like my name….because Mike and Jeremy gave it to me….and they named me after you…my mom..."
Mangle's audio sensors picked up the softly spoken word and her pump went into overdrive. She blinked for a few moments before wrapping her servos around the smaller fox, pulling him tightly into her as she nuzzled and licked his ears clean. This sweet little foxling was hers and Foxy's! He was named after her! Oh they had so much to teach him about pirate life and such.
"Oh Son!" she purred "Why didn't you tell us sooner?"
"I thought….I thought you wouldn't like me...because…." said Mangy his voice box crackling under the strain of his emotions.
"What be going on here?" Foxy asked holding a bandana with his hook. "What be the problem Foxglove?"
Mangle growled deeply and snapped at Foxy "His name is Mangy! After me, his mother, got it!"
Fox lifted his eye patch and blinked at the pair, Mangy trying to cower but Mangle held him tightly, the white fox glaring at her mate. Foxy then smirked and snapped down his patch as he spread his arms wide and embrace them both.
"This be better than any buried treasure, to be sure, and once i completed ya training lad, we'll be the most frightening pirates on the seven seas!" laughed Foxy as he placed the bandana on Mangy's head.
"Ok….i think…" said the smaller Fox, who was overwhelmed by his new "parents".
Bon-Bon slowly followed the sound of soft crying down the dark hallways until she came to the very back room that she was sure was the spare parts room. She softly opened the door and walked in, her eyes gazed around the dark room until she saw Blu in the far corner, sitting on a create, his head lowered. She thought about turning on the light but thought her prince would be ashamed to be seen crying, so she made her way over to him in the dark, relying on her night vision to guide her. She sat beside Blu, her fur brushing up against his, as he sniffed unhappily and wiped his face with the back of his arm.
"What do you want?" he asked salty, his eyes still fixed on the floor.
"Nothing, just wanted to make sure you were ok Sugar" said Bon-Bon as she twisted her fingers together. "I'm sorry to hear about your big brother….has there been anymore news?"
"Not yet…" Blu sniffed again "Not that it matters! They going to scrap him! That's just how humans are!"
"Not all humans" said Bon-Bon softly "Mike and the others are good and I'm sure they'll think of a way to get your brother back"
Blu's body shook as more oil spilled from his optics, he bit down hard and ordered his voice box not to make a sound, but whatever circuit that controlled his emotions was overpowering his control, as he let out a sob. Bon-Bon wrapped her arm around the smaller bunny allowing him to lean against her, her ear flopping over, covering Blu's head as if it was shielding his face so no one else could see his tears.
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The next day Thomas was released on bail until the investigation was complete and they could charge him properly. Mike and Mr McBear were there waiting for him with a cab. Thomas looked at his father and hung his head, the shame was swallowing him whole, tears stinging his already sore and red eyes. Mr McBear sighed and held his arm out, his thick glasses hiding his own weeping eyes, as Thomas fell into his father's arms and sobbed.
"Ok son, get it out, then we have work to do" the older man muttered as he patted his son's back. The cab ride was sat in silence until they got to the apartment building and the two young men helped Mr McBear up to his apartment. Thomas went into the bathroom to wash up while the the old man put on his kettle to make drinks.
"Do you want me to go Mr McBear?" Mike asked feeling uncomfortable about being here.
"Best you stay Micheal, me and Thomas are both hot blooded and hot tempered, might need someone here to make sure things don't get to heated"
Mike sighed, the last thing he needed to be was a referee, but since he was here already he might as well stay. Thomas came out of the bathroom as the Mr McBear bought in the coffee and tea and the two men sat opposite each other in silence not speaking, neither wanting to speak first in case it led to an argument.
Mike sighed as he pinched his nose "Thomas, did the cops say anything about Springtrap...did you get to see him?"
"No….they said he was evidence and they didn't want me tampering with him, incase I erased any evidence. I said that Springtrap was simply following his programing in protecting me but their argument is that if a dog killed a man even in defence of its master would still need to to be put down, but since Spring is needed for evidence, he'll be kept as evidence until the court hearing, then….we'll have to see"
"Shit!" Mike muttered. He didn't know what he was expecting but he had hoped that they might release Springtrap to them on the condition that he was retired or out of order like Foxy had been.
"What about the money you used to pay off the blackmailer? Is there any chance of getting that back?" Mr McBear asked as he picked up his tea cup.
"They don't know, their going to try but if Smith had any oversea accounts, it's going to take a while…" said Thomas but Mr McBear cut in, his voice firm and disappointed.
"While the company struggles to keep its head above water"
Thomas flinched and rubbed his face "I'm sorry dad…."
"Why? Why didn't you come to me when this started? Or the police for goddess sake?"
"I don't know….I thought if I paid him off he would just go away...plus I didn't want to go to jail…."
"Well isn't that a shame!" snapped Mr McBear "Because of your foolishness, you are going to jail and the animatronics could possible be homeless and Springtrap…."
"Mr McBear, I'm sure Thomas really didn't want this" said Mike calmly "And the company hasn't taken any action yet….have they?"
"The only action they've taken is removing Thomas from office" said the old man "and thankful my old friend Fraz Vontrap, had made it a condition that I would act as a temporary ceo if anything happened to Thomas, until the company can find someone to put in charge. They also want their money back...talks about sueing you and other such nonsense. I said about giving a large payment back, maybe if I took out a second mortgage or something until they know if the police can get their money"
"I can sell my place dad, it will get a lot more money, same with my car" said Thomas.
"Then where would you live then stupid boy?" said Mr McBear before taking a deep breath "Sorry...I know...it would be better….I guess I can let you stay here for a while.."
Thomas became choked up as he gripped his hands "Thanks dad…."
"Not so fast...before you move in….you are to go to the pizzeria and the cove and apologise to the animatronics for the trouble you have caused, you owe them that son"
"Yes sir. Though the first person I really should apologize too is you Mike" said Thomas.
"Huh?" said Mike a little stunned.
"For getting you involved in my mess….but I guess if you hadn't come when you did, it would have gotten a lot worse...but at least then Springtrap would have been safe"
"Hey, he's still safe and we can still get him back yet, I mean we can at least ask for his personality and memory chips right? Then we build him a new body, he'll be the same Springtrap but just with a new look"
"Here's to hoping" said Thomas.
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Dahl was sitting in his office when his secretary bought in his morning newspaper and coffee. He gave her a smile as he pushed a side his work and took a sip of his coffee, then sighing happy as it warmed him though. Things were starting to pick up again, toys and merchandise were flying off the shelves and their films were ranking in the money. And of course, his animatronics had turned up, surprisingly at his old foes place. Had Mike done something to them? No, he had his own engineers look at their programing for anything like that and they had found nothing. Still it was a little odd, anyway he was too busy to go and get them, plus he would be needing the space after Christmas for the new stuff to be put into storage, so let his old friend hold on to them for a while. Still he needed to think of something for those animatronics, he needed a place for them, somewhere where they would be happy and comfortable. Something that would turn Mike Schmidt head and make him wish to work for him. He just needed something, something that would give him an edge, something...anything. He lifted up his paper and unfolded it to read the headline, his eyes slowly widening before he cracked up with laughter. He then threw the paper in the air and allowed the sheets of paper to fall all over his office. It was fantastic! Almost too perfect! And Best of all, Mike Schmidt would have no choice but to be his!
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Goldie was having his late morning nap in his private room when a loud knocking work him up. He groaned and muttering grumpily as he turned over, determined to ignore the knocking, until there was a crash that made him jump up in bed. He looked over at his door to see a large black paw sticking through it.
"Oops...sorry"
"Damn it Nightmare" Goldie growled as he climbed out of his bed and swung the door open to glare upwards at the larger bear animatronic. "I was taking my nap!"
"But….it's not even midday yet…." the large black bear muttered. "Can we talk? In private?"
Goldie frowned but stepped aside to allow the large bear to come in. Nightmare, took of his top hat politely, looked nervous as he fiddled with his hat nervously.
"What do you want? And make it quick, I need to have at least another half hour, to be in good humour for the kids" said Goldie.
"Sorry Goldie, I know you old timers need to rest more than the rest of us but…." said Nightmare but Goldie growled loudly and cut him off.
"I'm not that old!"
"Right...ok...Look the reason I've come to speak to you is, is because I need your help"
"What with? Beauty tips?"
"No…" said Nightmare as his dark cheeks started to glow pink "It's my extension"
"Extension? What are you on about?"
"Me and Freddy-Stein saw you and Freddy playing with your extensions the other day. You looked like you were having so much fun with them, that me and Freddy-Stein asked Mike to build us some as well. He seemed really embarrassed by it at first and then went on to explain that you guys were mating and….."
"HEY! What me and Honey-Bear do is private and your not suppose to watch unless you're invited too!"
"Mike said the same as well, but also said it was your own fault for being out in the open in the first place"
Goldie grumbled a bit before speaking again "Look, just get to the point will you, I'm a busy bear"
Nightmare sighed and rubbed his servo "Mike has been out of sorts since he came back the other day, so he hasn't finished uploading the necessary information I need to….you know…"
"You mean to stuff the marshmallow in the piggybank" Goldie laughed "Nightmare, you've come to the right bear, I know EVERYTHING about mating, books, movies and most importantly experience"
"So you can help me?" Said Nightmare, feeling relevied as he shook Goldie's servo "Thank you so much!"
"Don't mention it, I mean it, DON'T! Humans can get a bit funny about the whole mating thing and it's not really discussed out in public! Now the first thing I need to see is your extension"
"Why?"
"To make sure the kid hasn't screwed up your dick! Seriously, if its not working, we may as well not bother"
"But….you….that is I want Freddy-Stein too see it first…"
"Yeah? And what if you get it out and nothing happens? It would be awfully embarrassing for you and upsetting to Freddy-Stein, he might think you don't like him. But like I said, we'll keep this between us, your Freddy doesn't need to know. Besides" said Goldie gloatingly "I'm a "Very" big bear, an alpha, the head honcho, so nothing you show me or ask me will be wrong alright?"
Nightmare nodded and closed his optics as he searched his hard drive for the commands that Mike had given him. There was a sharp click and the panel moved to the side as Nightmare's extension came out, thankfully not erected. Goldie felt his jaw spring release as his jaw dropped and he was suddenly overwhelmed by curiosity but also embarrassment. In fact he felt….rather small. It was thick and long, with a dark purple colour to it that seemed to shimmer in the light and looked smooth to the touch.
"Damn it Mike" he thought to himself "When this whole thing with Spring has blown over, you and me are going to have a very SERIOUS TALK!"
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Jane Schmidt sat in her car, tapping the steering wheel and chewing her lip as she watched parents and their children enter the pizzeria. She shouldn't be here but after yesterday it went against every motherly instinct she had. Daniel had come back to the office in a foul mood and at first she thought he had lost the case, but was informed by Daniel's assistant that he had won. So she waited until they got home to get what had upset him out of him. It was like pulling teeth out with blunt pliers but after an hour or so of asking Daniel finally told her about the recent death connected to the pizzeria and his argument with Mike that ended in him striking him and getting banned from the place. She would have drove around to Mike's apartment, hadn't Daniel told her not too and the argument that followed was cruel and spiteful and left them sleeping in separate bedrooms. She waited until Daniel left for work to get herself ready. She had tried to ring Mike but got no answer, same with any texts, so she was left with only one choice, to come here. Now she was here, she felt sick, her stomach in knots. She felt so out of place here and she really didn't want to run into any of the animatronics, mostly the little bunny that thought she was his nanny and that pervert bear that left his paw prints on her trousers. She was here for Mike! Taking a deep breath, she climbed out of the car and locked it and strode over to the entrance.
"Thanks for coming over Net" Said Freddy as he stepped off the stage "Though I'm surprised Blu didn't come back"
"As did I, but he said he wanted to show..Bun? Bon? The nightmare rabbit the ropes. I think he's taken a liking to her" said Net with a smile.
"Will wonders never cease" joked Freddy. "Are you staying tonight as well?"
Net shook his head "Matt said he'll pick me up before his evening shift tonight, said he would like an extra hand or two since Foxy is busy training Mangy to be a pirate"
Freddy groaned, making Net laughed "Next time we have a battle of the pizzerias, My team is going to be greatly out numbered"
Net smiled as he gave some of the children some sweets and frowned slightly when he saw a smart looking woman coming into the pizzeria, looking around desperately. "Freddy, do we know her? She is flashing up from my head drive…"
Freddy looked up and almost snarled, his eyes going black briefly but he pulled himself back as he glared at Net.
"Stay here on the floor with Chica and Bonnie! I'll handle this!" said Freddy as he looked up at the security camera, knowing Mark was watching "Get Goldie! Tell him to meet me and the nightmares in our living room"
Freddy strood across the floor, his shoulders back and servos swaying to show he meant business and stopped when he saw Bonnie getting up and quickly shook his head. He need Bonnie watching the cubs and kits as they interacted with the smaller children. No, he would handle this.
"Mrs Schmidt?" he said firmly in front of her, tilting his hat slightly "I'm Freddy Frazbear, I take it you're here to see Mike?"
"Er...yes! I would like to see my son right away please Mr Fazbear" said Jane, feeling slightly ridiculous for being not only polite but for speaking to the thing in the first place.
"Please follow me" said Freddy as he lead her towards the back, his optics quickly glancing at the others, who all nodded, knowing to keep everyone else away from there….for now.
Jane wasn't sure where she was going, Mike had mentioned he had an office, maybe he was there. The tan bear walked slowly beside her, saying nothing, it was unnerving.
"Um...isn't the gold looking bear back here? Has Mike gotten around to fixing him?"
Freddy smiled "Goldie? No, our creator tended to his repairs, Goldie felt he was to delicate and vintage for Mike to repair. Though I do recall Mike telling Goldie off for flirting with you"
Jane felt her face glow brightly in the dark and then glowed even brighter when she heard the bear chuckle as he stopped outside a door and pushed it open and gestured for her to go inside. Jane nodded her thanks and walked into the room, expecting to see Mike and maybe the little bunny, but instead found herself face to face with the Goldie and two horrifying bears that were growling at her. She quickly turned on her heel and intended to run but saw Freddy closing the door and locking it before he turned to face her.
"What? What is this! What do you want?" She snapped as she tried not to panic.
"To talk Mrs Schmidt…." said Freddy "And to give you a warning…."
"You….you don't frighten me…" Jane stuttered as she stepped back only to almost fall against Goldie, who grabbed her shoulders and lean down slightly to whispered into her ear as Freddy's eyes went back.
"We may not frighten you yet but we will"
To be continued….
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