Michaels POV
"Fuck.. where am I..?" I sit up with a sharp pain in my head and stomach. "FUCK.." I look down to see bloody bandages around my lower torso. "Was I scooped..?" I said as my head had a massive headache. "I must of hit my head on the floor when I got scooped.." I look up to be in a sort of abandoned house. "How did I get here..?" I hear a rustling noise behind me and I quickly turn around to be faced by a around six feet tall animatronic with fluffy white hair, a yellow and green party hat, and a red clown nose. "Who the-" I remember who I saw in the scooping room window. "YOU! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO SCOOPED ME!" The animatronic looked at me a little surprised at the sudden yelling, "Oh! You're awake." He says, "That's all?! YOU KILL ME AND THAT'S ALL YOU SAY?!" I hear a sigh come from him. "Please stop yelling and calm down. When you calm down we can talk." He crosses his arms. "Fine, Why did you kill me?!" The animatronic pauses for a moment. "I wanted.. freedom. I've been down there for over 10 years goddamn it. What else was I suppose to do?!" He raises his voice. I pause for a moment, 'Could this animatronic be possessed? The animatronic was made a little more than 10 years ago so it could be a chance.'
"Are you possessed?" The animatronic looked at me, I guess surprised by my question. "What?" He studdered. "Are. You. Possessed. It's a simple question." I groan. "How do you even know about that? Aren't you just one of those idiots who sign up for the job because they need money?" I chuckle, "Well, I am the son of the person who designed basically everything. I found out about it when my sister.. died.." I look down at my feet. "That was so long ago. I've.. gotten over it. She's free now." I said pushing my feelings down. "Fine I am possessed. Why are you even asking me this?" He said frustrated. "Well the animatronic you're currently in was in the process of being made more than 10 year ago, I even saw it's blue prints. I think its name was Ennard?"
Ennard's POV
'Wait.. If he is the son of the designer of the place.. ... MICHAEL?!' I thought. "Is.. Is your name Michael? Michael afton?" He looks up at me surprised, "How do you know that name. More important, how do you know my last name." He says. "I may or may be someone in your past that you knew for a while.. That isn't the point. Why are you so ashamed of that name?" I question. He sighs, "If I tell you will you tell me or.. atleast show me who you are?" I nod. "My father is William Afton. He created and designed all of the restaurants for freddy fazbears. At some point.. I uh.. killed.. my brother on accident, So after that he sort of went insane. Started making killer robots to kill children to collect 'remnant' to become immortal. He even killed kids himself. I saw his blue prints as well and apparently he created Circus Baby to have a storage tank to hide the children she killed." He explained. 'This is definitely Michael.. Fuck how will he react if his childhood friend killed him?!' I think. "Now. Who are you..?" He mumbles and I sigh, "Noah. Noah.. carter.." He looks up at me shocked. "Noah?! But I.. I thought.."
"I went missing? Yeah kinda did.. Your father killed me." I sigh and I see him starting to tear up and he puts his hands over his face. "Fuck. So all this time you've been dead?!" He says. "You say that like its your fault." "It is my fault! If I hadn't of killed C.C none of this would of happened!" He cries. I get closer to him and put my hand on his chin then pull his face so we make eye contact. "Michael, none of this is your fault. Don't beat yourself up about this." I wiped his tears off his face. I gently pull him into a hug since.. it'll probably hurt if I hug him. "I missed you so much Noah" He cried. "Mike don't cry. It literally breaks my heart." He chuckles, "O-okay." He studders wiping the tears off his face. "Oh.. Uhm. Noah?"
"Hm." I say as I stand up. "Do.. you want an illusion disk?.." He asks me. "Oh really!? Of course!" I say excitedly. He smiles, "Hah.. Obviously it won't be right now since I can barely move without being in pain." I look down with regret. "Hey.. I don't forgive you for now but you didn't know it was me. Now carry me to a bed." I blush at the thought of carrying him, "Okay." I pick him up gently, "Ow.. fuck." He hissed out in pain. "I'm sorry, Michael. I can't really pick you up without it hurting since i'm an animatronic right now.." I said. "I-i know I know. It's fine I promise."
Michaels POV
As he was walking through this house I wondered how he knew his way around so well, "Enn?.." I mumble. "Yes, mi amor?" I blush at the nickname since he used to call me that when we were in high school. As we get to a bedroom I say, "Can.. can we cuddle?" His eyes widen a little bit. "I-if you don't want to that's fine!-" He cuts me off, "Sure." He smiles.
