Five Nights At Freddys: The Murders, The Bite and the New Job

Chapter 47: First a Teenager Now a Puppet

What the hell. Mike thought to himself Why would anyone jam pack a small room like this one?!

The golden furred bear, arguably yellow, stomped around, the room was packed so much even he had difficulty moving forward.

You will never find him Mike~

Mike turned around "who said that?!" He demanded at the people but not of them answered and just stared.

Neither of them.

"Who said thAT?!" He again without reply, quiet mummers scattered across the room.

"Did it just talk?" 
"No how could it? Its probably programmed"

"But it talked!! Like not programmed type!"

Mike backed out the crowed, only for it too lure closer, mummerings turning into shoutting.

Mike ran out the room a few teens followed him, throwing somethings such as soda cans sticking onto his fur.

"Hey!" Mike snapped at them ripping off the can from his back "what the hell?!"

The teenagers laughed "This horror house really does suck!!"

Mike paused "...Horror house?"

The teenagers whispered to themselves "Maybe its a trivia, maybe you get a prize"

"Yeah"  The teens turned back to Mike.

"Well this place just reopened after 30 years, the original Freddy Fazbears had a horrible accident with the golden bear animatronic. Like the one you're wearing, probably to scare people.

Ever since then it has been closed down, but new mangment came and rebooted all the robots-"

"All the robots?!"

"Uh yeah! From the 50s to now, so anyway after new management rebooted them all up they didn't fix them or anything to make them new for another pizzeria but made it a haubtedbhose using the wreckage due to its dark history. So yeah that's about it."

Mike was in awe, 30 years?! He felt like he just walked into the next took to find Cameron! But he was deactivated instead?

"So where's our prize?" One of the teens asked.

"Prize?" Mike stuttered snapping out of his thoughts.

"Uh yeah our prize! We did your dumb trivial question so we get a prize."

"Uh I wasn't doing a trivial-"

"What the hell do you mean you're 'not doing a trivia'" The teens growled and stomped closer.

Mike shoved the middle one away "I said I wasn't doing a trivia!"

The boy fell to the floor and got up "Hey! My father is a lawyer, he can sue you!"

"For what? Not doing a dumb trivia for is spoilt teenaged son?"

"For attacking me! He's a great lawyer! Mr. Harris is his name, hr never looses a case-"

"Harris... As in Cameron Harris?" Mike asked raising a brow

"Yeah! Scared now aren't-" he stopped, Mike was laughing his head off.

"Your dad is a lawyer? Cameron is a lawyer HA." Mike slapped his knee "how cases has he won? 2? Pbbfft!!"

"Uh no!! He's done over 100 and hasn't even lost one! He's the best lawyer there is-"

"This is priceless! First I look for the brat and bow I bump into his bratter son 30 years later!" Mike bellowed, he couldn't stop laughing.

"What do you mean old man?!" The teenager asked confused looking at this other two friends who only shrugged.

"Oh, oh. Its nothing important." He smirked "

"Uh yeah it is! You said you know my dad!"

"No I didn't"

"Yeah you did, now talk up!"

"Or what? You gonna hit me?"

The teen looked at his friends and nodded "Yeah! We'll drag you outta that suit and kick your a-"

"Whatever" Mike pulled off his head only to reveal and endoskeleton. The teens screamed and ran off.

"Now that solved one problem. Now to just find the marionette.