Five nights at Freddy's (Complete Fanstory, 1-4)

The Fifth Night

Worried, worried and scared is what you would say. Mike came home with a heavy heart and an expression worse than how he felt other days.

"Daddy? Are you okay?" Mike Jr tugged on his father's hand.

Mike bent down to his son, levelling to his eyes. 'Such an innocent boy..a very good boy..he doesn't deserve this..he can't lose his father, not when he already lost his dear mother..I-I can't..'

Mike cried in his son's shoulder as he wrapped his arms around him, holding him tightly. Mike could feel his son's arms wrap around him as well.

"Son, I know I've been grumpy and miserable over these last couple of days, I'm sorry. I love you very much son, please don't forget that, no matter what happens."

Mike lifted his head to stare into his son's eyes. "I want you to promise me, promise that you'll stay strong and brave no matter what happens. I will still be here to watch and protect you, I promise that. But please, please promise me you'll stay strong and never forget I love you so much. Mikey?"

Mike could see in his son's eyes concern and fear, he wished that he never brought up the promise, frightening his poor boy, but he had to know, in case he dies...

"I promise, I cross my heart daddy." Mike Jr gesture with his fingers a cross on his chest, above his heart.

"Thank you..."

Mike had the most terrible time taking a nap, he couldn't get questions, fears, hallucinations, and nightmares out of his mind. Most of it was focused on his son.

Yet more and more, the buzzing of the mystery and secrets of Freddy Fazbear's came strolling back in his mind.

Thanks to Jeremy, he figured out a few answers to his questions, but he was still confused and puzzled.

A terrible thought came to mind, What if he will die? What if he survives the last night? Will he finally figure out the answers to his questions?

Mike checked his watch, 11:25. He took a long breath of air, exhaled, and got out of his bed. Mike slipped into his uniform, strapped on his flashlight and keys, and placed his hat on his head.

Down the hallway and into Mike Jr's room, he peered down at his son. He ran his long fingers through his son's hair, kissing his forehead. "Please keep your promise..."

Mike came to the pizzeria with the drag of ten thousand bricks on his back. He parked his car in his regular spot and just stared at the pizzeria.

He didn't want to go in, he didn't want to stay another night, but he had his reasons, and he had his very stupid curiosity.

He exited the car, took the keys out of his pocket and opened the front doors.

The place seemed more eerily, more dark tonight. The energy from the pizzeria was just, very heavy. He went immediately to his office, sitting in the chair. He pressed the door buttons and pressed the light buttons to see if they still worked.

After Jeremy's story it felt like he hasn't been here in a long time, it was like everything was new again.

He checked his watch, 12:00, exactly. He picked up the tablet and placed it in his lap, he started looking in Pirates Cove, Foxy was already peeking out. He kept the camera on Foxy until-

*ring!*

The phone?

Wait, how is the phone ringing? Isn't Phone guy is dead? Mike stared at the phone for a moment. He didn't press any buttons yet because he didn't believe Phone guy was alive. Maybe it's someone else.