A Story Of Events (Ennard x Michael) (Discontinued)

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《Photo is a sketch I did》

Oop let's do this.

3rd POV.

Alex, now known as 'Ennard' lost his memories due to the shock from the water. His eyes begain to drip oil, slipping down his mask. His computer database was not used to uncontrolled (controlled shocks that aren't from administrative people I guess) shocks. Surprisingly none of the children heard him. Although they had made their way to Circus Baby to watch her sing, the music overpowering the sound of the scream. No one knew of Ennards whereabouts. They only knew he was supposed to be the Funtimes Leader, but got replaced by a Circus Baby.

《Okay let's go to the present time, because I think everything makes sense now》

Michaels POV.

I was somehow alive, but not. I'm surprised I was able to get out of wherever we were before. I try to get up, feeling an overwhelming pain in where my stomach was supposed to be. Now all that was there was wires. I wonder how Ennard managed to basically dismantle himself, yet if he did dismantle himself he wouldn't be able to move. I really do wonder how he did it.

"It was easy Eggs! I just pulled out some pins!" Ennard shouted

"Ahh!! What the hell?!" My head starts to pound, damn he is loud.

"How the fuck are you talking to me?" I said obviously confused.

"Ummm, I have no clue." He said almost like a child.

"Okay then, please dont scream again though. I feel a major migraine coming already" I said the sighed in defeat.

"Okie Eggs!" He said, trying not to yell but making sure to have me hear him.

"Okay, let's see what I can do." I slowly get up, trying not to hurt myself more then I already am. I look around, I see some papers. I guess Ennard found the idea through some old papers. I walk over to the door of the control room. I looked around, seeing the many buttons and levers. Wondering what each one ment. I looked of at a bookshelf, seeing the unorganized and chaotic placing of books. Seeing a few ripped out pages. Something thought my eye though.

A hair clip.

A hair clip that a little girl would wear. It was decorated with stars. It looked like something my sister would wear. I turn away, not wanting to cry. I walk out the control rooms door, and over to the exit. I left the scooping room, I climbed through each vent to get to the elevator, just wanting to leave at this point. Once in the elevator the all to familiar seem of gas filled my lungs.

"Something is wrong" I said to myself. Though Circus Baby, my own sister killed me. I dont think she knew it was me. I know her and the other animatronics kill the other night guards as well, there is no way she knew it was me. Plus I would feel kinda guilty leaving all the other animatronics here as well. I'm pretty sure each of them has a soul in them. It would just feel wrong.

I climbed though the vents once again, it was way past 6:00am by now. That definitely works in my favor. I take each of them to the elevator one by one. Ennard was completely against this, but I just cant leave them here. Once everyone was in the elevator it was very cramped. I push the button to go up, the elevator going up extremely slow. It must be very close to its wheight capacity. I wanted to jump in joy when we reached the top but I would rather not fall all the way down there.

I drag each one of them to the alleyway. Knowing I couldnt take them all home in one round. I take two at a time, I'm lucky I have a truck or I would have only been able to take one at a time. I have no idea what I should do now. After many trips back and forth I now have all animatronics in my house. I'm glad I have dads house. I was able to pay rent with the job.

Oh! I have an idea. Let's lock them in the basement, that way if they do wake up I will hear them break the door or at least try to. That's sounds good.

After a long time of basically working out, I'm finished. I'm tired and want to lay down.

"Hey, can I leave your body now?" Ennard asks.

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"How the fuck would that work?" I ask very confused but also curious.

"The papers, I'm pretty sure your a walking corpse now. When I leave you will start rotting, it will take 2 whole days to be completly rotted I think." Ennard says, a bit to happy for my liking.

"How do you know that will work? What if I just die?" I say honestly concept for myself.

"Well then I would get back in you." He says.

"Fine whatever, let's try it." I sigh.

Overwhelming pain shoots through my whole body, I start to feel the wires leave my body. I start crying, feeling Ennard completely out of me.

(Omg my mind is so bad XD)

Still crying I watch as ennard forms his body again. Putting back in the pins to stabilize it. I wonder where he kept the pins. I dry my tears on my bloody shirt. Oh, well that doesnt help much. Now I have blood on my face. Lovely.

I watch ennard put on his mask. Hmmm, I didnt even know it was detachable. I stand up slowly wondering how my body is managing to stand without anything in my stomach area, leaving my spine to be the only real thing supporting my upper body. Whatever. I'm just glad it works. I look over at ennard, his body makes some clicks. He looks at me and gives me a smile. Dont ask how I know, I just know. I smile at him, stepping closer. I kiss his mask, where his lips would be.

"Thank you, for y'know keeping me somewhat alive." His body clicks at starts heating up. I feel the heat radiating. He's so cute flustered.

"Hey, come with me. I want to show you my room, it's not much but it is probably something much newer then the underground!" I said excitedly.

He regains his composure and shakes his head yes showing he wanted to see it. I grab his hand basically dragging him up the staircase. He giggles. Wow... that was so cute! I take him to the door at the end of the hallway, opening the door.

"This is my room!" I smile, doing little jaz hands after opening the door completely. His body clicks a few times, I guess I was acting cute to him. He looks around, I see him look over at my family picture : my Dad, William Afton my younger sister, Elizabeth Afton, and last but not least my youngest brother, Christopher -or Chris for short- Afton. Yeah, mom never took a family picture with all of us. I do have a beautiful one of her alone. I wish she stayed, but I'm glad she's not dead. She probably doesnt even know Chris, Elizabeth, and Dad died. . . I look into Ennards eyes, he looks almost surprised.

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Does he know someone in my family...?

Authors note:

Hope this is long enough to make up for the short ones lately, have a good day/night/evening!

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