Freedom [ TFP x FNAF | Book One ]

° Chapter Six °

[ Third Person's P.O.V ]

Weekend hits just after yesterday, his second night. Once that's over, it's time for another night. His third.

Michael seems to be a daze. His eyes looks dull as his attention was on his cup of coffee. He's been like this for a full seven minutes when he snap out from the daze when he heard a honk behind his house.

Quickly, he grabbed his mask and his hoodie hanging on the chair while wearing a tops beneath it. He already wore pants, long one. He pull his hood up and cover his head. He heads out from the front door and walk his way around to the back of the house.

“Smokescreen?”

“Sorry bud. Just wanted to let you know beforehand, I'll be a bit busy next week so I'll try my best to send you and pick you up from work yeah?”

“Oh, is that so? It's fine. You should go do your duties. Just dropping me off is fine”

“But-”

He shake his head and insisted Smokescreen that he'd be fine all alone. “Trust me Smokey, I'll be fine for a while. It's not like you'll be busy for so long right?”

“I..guess but still.. I'm quite nervous on not supervising you”

He felt his smile crack open. He really missed the feeling of someone worrying about him. It hits him hard.

“Don't worry, if anything were to happen. I'll let anyone know!”

“Alright, if you say so...and hey, since it's the weekend. Why don't we go somewhere? Seems like you've been inside the house for the rest of your life”

“I see you've been learning of our Earth's custom huh?”

He can hear Smoke chuckle proudly. “I had to, I'll be here for a long while so why not learn while I'm still here”

“So, how about it?”

He was almost quick to reject but then gave a second thought about it. It's been so many years since he last went out. He's never left the house since and would only go out when he's working.

Perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea. After all, he did want to explore the outside again. It's been so long anyway. He agreed as he then head back inside to prepare for today's adventure with his guardian, Smokescreen.

It was time for his third night. Feeling anxious, he swallowed hard as he bravely opened the door and shut it slowly behind him as he's now inside the building.

“Alright....let's begin shall we?”

After slowly moving his way further into the building. He made it safely inside the office and seated himself on the chair.

But he can really the unsettling atmosphere. It's bothering him in some ways. His third night begins.

“Uh, hello? Hello? Hello! Uh, for today's lesson we will be continuing our training on proper suit-handling technique. When using an animatronic as a suit, please ensure that the animatronic parts are tightly compressed and fastened by the spring locks located around the inside of the suit”

Michael listened which seems to still be the cassettes playing while checking his security camera, tapping on each cams he goes. He thought about the spring locks as he had once encountered it before.

That was during when he first got a job at the first location, the underground, something like the Circus Baby. Where he was scooped. Though, he manage to escape from the suit before the spring locks would puncture itself to his body.