Life as an animatronic (Fnaf fanfic)

Surviving part 1

Mike's POV

I heard a growling sound next to me. Oh man! I forgot Foxy stays in the closet! I backed up to the corner of my closet. I covered my arms over my head and said," Don't hurt me!" I opened my eyes and saw Foxy was sniffing me. " Why would I hurt you? I can't hurt children," Foxy said. I smiled and hugged him. I didn't care if he was somehow torn up. He was still my favorite, plus, he doesn't want to kill me! After I hugged him, I decided to find out what was going on. " Foxy, why are you guys all torn up? Why are they after me? How can you turn into a plushie?" I asked him. " Mike, calm down! They might hear you!" Foxy said. I calmed down and nodded. " We are torn up because at night, our endoskeletons extended and it ripped our costumes. We're after you because they're still unfamiliar with kids and adults. And I didn't turn into a plushie, I set it down and hid deeper in the closet," Foxy explained. I nodded and said," So, until they learn who's a child and who's an adult, I'm in danger? Wait, how do you know I'm a child?" I asked him. " I'm a fast learner. Also, you're small," he explained. I looked out of the closet doors and saw them leaving and getting smaller. " Foxy, where are they going?" I asked him. " Back to the garage. They return there at 6:00am to repair their costumes. I better go as well," Foxy said as he got out and began to walk to the garage. I got out of the closet and heard my alarm clock going off. I turned it off and went down for breakfast. Surprisingly, I'm not that tired. I ate my eggs and bacon and got my lunch and went off to school.

( time skip)

The bell rang. School was over, and now I could go home. When I got to my door, there was a note that said," Mike, out of town. Your brother will take care of you. I might miss your birthday. Present is on the table. Love ya Mike. See ya soon." I opened the door and saw a wrapped box on the table. I grabbed it and opened it. Inside was a Foxy plushie. I smiled as I grabbed it and picked it up. It looked like the Foxy plushie that was in my closet. I decided to ignore that thought and I put it on my bed. My annoying brother, Jeremey, had brought his friends home. His friends were, Jake, Billy, and Zoey. I decided to stay in my room and do my homework. I heard Jeremey yelling, knocking loudly on the door. I got up, opened it, and backed up a little. " Mike, dishes need to be done. Can you do them for me?" He asked me. I've been through this my whole life, and it feels like I don't have a choice. A quick definition about my brother; he has blond hair, green eyes, blue ripped jeans, a red T-shirt and a leather jacket. I nodded and said," Sure." He smirked and me and said," Such a pushover." I sighed and went downstairs to clean the dishes. After I cleaned them, I turned on the TV. But my brother sat down, took the remote, and changed the channel. I didn't bother to complain, because he could take me down, any time, anywhere.

( time skip- night 2: 4:00am)

I looked at the clock and saw it was 4:00am. I just saw something that terrified me; the cupcake. It was all torn up, it had orange eyes, and it had monsterous teeth, just like the other animatronics. I guess they're letting the cupcake try, because I've only seen the cupcake and Foxy, who was in my closet. I saw three torn up teddy bears on my bed. I flashed them away, and ran to the door, knowing that the animatronics were near, and so was my death. A few hours passes with this cycle, and I heard walking from outside the door. I opened it and saw my brother. I saw Bonnie behind him and panic moved in. I closed the door and heard my alarm clock go off. " Another win for Mike!" I said happily, partly hoping that Jeremey didn't hear me.