FNAF: The Darkness Within the Walls

Chapter 11: Drunk Saturday w/ Mike & Doll

~Mike~

Its been 3 nights since anyone has seen Bonnie and there is still no sign of where he has Hopped off to. His absence has started a commotion with the kids who love Bonnie. Bet they wouldn't like him if they knew what that son of a bun does after everyone leaves. Fazfuck and Chicass were active like usual every night, only they weren't trying to kill me. They were looking for their buddy, Bonnie or whatever the fuck they called him. Eh, oh well as long as they aren't looking for me I'm fine with it.

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~Saturday~ ~Doll~

"Mikey, you just can't watch tv all day. You'll turn into a kawaii potato of the couch. And there are things to get done".

"Maybe I would rather to be a potato~" Mike mutters under his breath, pulling the green beanie (its a hat. Google it derp.) over his eyes and leaning back as if he didn't have a care in the world. Why you little....... Leaving me to do your fucking chores! I ain't your damn maid!! "I'm n-" I quickly bite my lip and silence myself, releasing a breath that I didn't realize that I was holding. Mike smirks, "What was that dear?" he coos. "Nothing, honestly" I scoff. "Well obviously it was something~" Mikey purrs from behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin on my left shoulder. !? How the-!! B-but he was just on the couch in front of meh a second ago!! "Er.... M-Mikey?" I stutter slightly. "Hmmm?" He coos and slides his hands to my thighs. !? "Micheal Schmidt, you bring your hands back up north or so help me I will Doll-chop you" I hiss.

"You will not do such a thing" Mike rumbles confidently before picking me up bridial style and lying me on the couch. And at that exact moment a saw that Mike was blushing deeply, and not the usual kind of blush....

"MIKE!!! YOUR DRUNK!!!" I yell and tackle him causing him to yelp. "NUuUuuu Mooooooooooom hic I don't.... wanna mmrrrrrrr" He slurrs before passing out. Damn. How many bottles did he drink!? But then, just as I was about to get up, Mike wakes up and forces me to the ground, where he then pulls me up and leads me to the kitchen. "Mikey, you need to go sleep this off before someone gets hurt" I whisper sweetly, trying my best to not explode with frustration. "Fox zat" he slurrs and opens the refrigerator, grabbing another bottle of beer. Wut?! "No Mikey. Bad." I say sternly, taking the bottle of beer away from him. "B-Butt Charlie! I Mobil!" Mike whines and slumps against the counter. This won't end well... It never does. Placing the bottle back in the fridge, I gently pick up the delusional Mike and carry him to our bedroom....

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~Mike~

I wake up in bed to a severe headache. "Ughhhhh... Sheit" I groan and sit up. Wait. MY HAT!? Where is it?! I glance around desperately only succeeding in making my headache worse. Feeling hopeless, I slump back onto the soft mattress and mutter silent curses to myself as Doll walks into the bedroom carrying a bowl of soup. "Oh. You're awake" She yips cheerfully making me smile weakly. She is so positive... at times. Oww... Don't think... Just. "Mike? How do you feel?" Doll asks, sitting by me, her voice full of concern. "Just.... Peachy" i mutter. "Hmmmmm" Doll hums and rests the palm of her hand on my forehead, " Mikey, your burning up".

"I'll be fine. Don't worry about me".
"That's what you always say Mike" Doll chuckles. "Oh, by the way you should probably watch who your talking to next time or someone might slap chu" she smiles. Oh great. What did I do this time? Doll must of seen my reaction for she quickly whispered, "Don't worry about it.. Nothing I couldn't handle. Now get some more sleep dear. I'll always be right here.... To protect you"....
That was all I heard, before I slipped back into sleep..

I'll always be here.. To protect you....

// finally! Doll made an appearance! Hey! Everyone has their bad ass moments right?! Right!