Mike's boss stared at him with an expression that was unreladable. Mike was applying for a job at Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria. It seemed easy, watch four robots for six hours. "Well Mike, " he started "you check out. You start tomorrow at twelve." Mike shook his hand and walked out of his office. The next day at midnight Mike drove up in his bright red Mustang to his new summer job. He took a deep breath and walked in. The first thing he noticed that it was dark. Pitch black. He carefully stepped over nothing before tripping. He looked up to see a life size robot girl with shiny pink eyes. Her hair was long and blonde with orange highlights. Her left eye darted and looked at him. Mike let out a high pitched scream while backing away. His back hit a wall and he felt his heart in his head. 'Was that real?' He thought to himself. 'No, that had to be a glitch.' He got up and walked to office. The only light in there was an overhead light. He sat down and looked around. Suddenly the phone rang. He jumped a little before picking it up. On the other side a person gave Mike an introduction on his job. He dropped the phone when he heard the robots were alive. He hung up the phone and grabbed his tablet. On the screen showed the girl he ran into earlier outside his door. He turned on the door light and saw her standing her. "Hey there. " She said in her robotic voice. It was as sweet as honey, like a six year old. "I'm Chica. Nice to meet you." Her eyes turned black with small white dots in the center. Oil dripped from them onto the floor. Mike slammed the door shut and sat in front of it. "Why. Did. I. Take. This. Job?! " He looked at the tablet again and saw everyone had moved. Except for a boy with a black bow tie and top hat. He was looking into the cam, like he was staring at Mike. Outside a girl in all purple stood in the parts and service area. Staring dead into the cam. Her sweet green eyes had changed like Chica's as her face covered all of the screen. Mike put the tablet down and looked out the window. Chica was still there but on the floor. She looked like she was crying. Mike opened the door and looked at her. She looked more human then normal, and shorter. Her eyes were back to normal looking more dull. "I miss you sissy." She said between sobs. She looked up and saw Mike was looking at her. She stood up and hugged him. Mike was sure she was smaller. "Can I show her to you? " Mike thought she was talking about her sister. "Sure." He said without really thinking. She grabbed his hand and lead him to a hidden area. Inside hanging on the wall was a bleeding puppet girl. Her body smelled of rotting flesh as she decaded. Chica hugged the flesh mound and looked at Mike. "She died a long time ago. A mean man killed her in a fire. I lived though. His name was Jeremy." Mike look in shock. He had a best friend named Jeremy. "Did you know his last name? " Chica thought for a moment. "Fitzgerald I think. " Oh no, that was the one Mike knew. He couldn't tell her. "Do you know him? " Mike had to think fast. If he said yes then he would die. If he said no he still might die. He looked at his watch and saw it was 5:55. "Hey Chica, it was nice meeting you and your sister but I need to get going. " Chica stared deep into Mike's eyes. "OK bye. " Mike ran out of that horrible place and into his car. He picked up his phone and called Jeremy. "Hey Mike, how the job go? " "Jeremy did you burn down a building? " Jeremy was silent. "Alright! Alright! I burned down a kids restaurant!" Mike slouched in his seat. "I work at the new version of it! " "What!? Mike you have to get out of there. " Mike's phone bleeped and died. Mike sighed and started driving. At home his wife Doll was sleeping soundly. He crept into bed and felt her body shift to hug him. "How was your day as a nightwatchman. " Mike hugged his wife back. "It was, interesting. " Doll opened her eyes sleepy. "Was it bad?" Mike thought about what to say. "Jeremy burned the older version. Also their alive. " Doll quickly sat up. "What!? " Doll grabbed her phone and started yelling. "Yes hello I'm here on Mike's behalf. Yes um WHY ARE THE ANIMOTROICS ALIVE! " Doll looked at the phone and slammed it down. She stomped back to bed and grabbed her husbands shoulders. "I want you to quit that job. " "Doll you know I can't. " Doll sighed softly and laid down. "I know, I just... " Her voice trailed off. Her eyes slowly closed as she fell asleep on Mike's shoulder. Mike smoothed down her hair and fell asleep. He woke up to the feeling of Doll moving around. "No. No. No! Leave Mike alone! " Mike shook his wife in hopes to wake her up. It didn't work, Doll bit and clawed at her pillow pretending to fight someone. Doll grabbed Mike's waist and held him tight. "Mike I can't see you. Honey! " Mike grabbed his scared wife and rocked her back and forth. He sang her favorite songs and played with her hair and rubbed her back. His wife finally calmed down. "Mike, I love you. I never want you to leave me. " Mike looked down at her. Her voice seemed to get deeper. Her body shivered as she snuggled closer to Mike. He kissed her head and fell back to sleep. Sun shone in Mike's face as he sat up. He looked over and saw Doll sleeping. He kissed her cheek and got up. He walked into the kitchen and started making coffee. By the time Doll got out of bed Mike had already made breakfast. "Morning baby. " Doll kissed Mike on the lips. "Hi honey. " Mike placed both their food on the table and sat down. Doll sat next to him. "So Mike, how did you find out about the animotroics being alive? " Mike didn't know how to tell her. "Well one of them, Chica, talked to me. She even showed me her sister. It was disgusting. " Doll looked down. She was whispering something but Mike couldn't hear what she was saying. "Doll are you OK? " Doll quickly looked up. "Yeah I'm fine. " Mike knew Doll could speak to ghosts but she didn't do it often. "Mike! " she exclaimed. "There's a something wrong. " "What is it? " Mike was getting worried. "An evil spirit. It must have followed you home. " Mike was shocked. A ghost had followed him home! "Hey! I didn't follow him. " Said a sugary voice. "He freed me. " Doll looked up at were the sound came from. "Well if he freed you then show yourself. " A light flashed as a small girl fell from the sky. Mike instantly classified her as the puppet girl he saw yesterday. "Hello Michael Elizabeth Schmidt. Nice to see you again. Doll, how's your grandma. I know because I saw her. She's mine now. " Doll's eyes filled with water. Her grandma died a long time ago and she never talks about her. Outside gunshots could be heard getting closer to Mike's house. Someone shot through the window and grabbed Doll. "Let me go! " The person pushed Doll back inside and jumped through the window. It was a purple man wearing, well purple. The puppet girl looked at Mike. "I need you to cooperate with me. I'm going to possess you OK. " Mike just nodded his head. He wanted Doll to be safe no matter what. The girl ran into Mike and disappeared. He felt his body tingle as he picked up a knife. The purple man held Doll still as he tried to kill her. "Leave Doll alone! " The person turned around. He chuckled softly as he stood up. " I see you found one of my creations. " "Shut up Vincent, this is all your fault. And you need to pay for what you have done." Mike had zero control over what he was saying, he didn't even know what was happening. " Mary " Vincent said "you can't stop me. Not in that body. " Mike walked closer to Vincent. "Let Doll go before I'm forced to use this on you. " "I dare you to try. " Mike slashed Vincent creating a large wound in his arm. Blood spilled on the floor allowing Doll to slide under Vincent and trip him. Mike picked Vincent up and threw him outside. "Mike, you saved my life! " She grabbed her husband but when she turned him around she screamed. His eyes were black with small white dots. His teeth were razor sharp like little knifes. Mary jumped out of Mike and disappeared. Mike fell to the ground clutching his chest. "What happened to me. " "You were possessed honey. And you saved my life. " Mike kissed Doll on the lips. "I'm sorry if I hurt you. " Doll looked deep into Mike's eyes. "You did nothing wrong. " Mike covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom. "Mike are you OK baby. " "EvErYtHiNG iS fInE dOlL." Doll rolled her eyes into the back of her head. "I want to give Mike power. " It was Mary. "Let me help him. You don't know if this could happen again. He needs this and so do you. " Doll rolled her eyes forward again. "Fine. Just don't hurt him" Mike kicked the door open to reval a black gas circling around him. It shot through his body causing him to fall into Doll's arms. "What's wrong with me? Am I going to die?" Doll smoothed down his hair. "I'm taking you to bed. I need you to rest before I can tell you what happened." Doll lead Mike to bed and laid him down. "Doll, I'm really scared. Please tell me what's going on." Doll inhaled sharply. "Mary, the little ghost girl, gave you power. I don't know what power but power." Mike closed his eyes. "Doll, I don't want to die." Doll kissed his cheek. "You won't die. I'm going to get you an ice pack." As Doll got up to leave Mike started screaming. "GET OUT OF MY HEAD! WHY ME!" "Mike shut your mouth, I'm helping." Mary's voice rang in Doll's ears. Mike's eyes rolled into his head. "Doll. Doll, I can't see. Please help me." Doll ran over to Mike and grabbed him. "It's okay Mikey, you'll be fine. Just listen to my voice." Mike started panting. "Doll, if I die I want you to know something." Mike "looked" Doll in the eye. "I....." Mike's eyes went back to normal. Blood poured from them. "MiKe Is DeAd DoLl. YoU'rE nExT." Mike bit Doll as hard as he could. Mary hissed. "Sorry Doll, just hold him off until I can fix this." Blood oozed from Doll's arm as she pushed Mike off. "Mike, this isn't you! Please stop!" Mike pounced on top of Doll. "Wait...fixed it!" Mary popped out of Mike's body but disappeared. Mike sat up and looked at Doll. "What.....what happened?" Doll hugged Mike as hard as she could. "Oh Mikey, I love you so much." Tears rolled down her face. "Doll what happened?" Doll wiped her tears. "Mary was working out the kinks for your powers." Mike leaned forward and laid between Doll's breast. "I'm just going to lie down here." Doll giggled and started to play with Mike's hair. Slowly, Mike fell asleep. "Love you Mikey." Doll kissed the top of his head. As Mike slept Doll noticed that it was 11:25. Doll pushed Mike and dropped him on the ground. "Mikey Wikey~ Wakey Wakey~" Mike slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Doll. "Hi honey." Doll picked Mike up. "What are you doing?" "It's time for work." Mike looked at his watch and saw it was 11:30. Mike kissed Doll on the lips and jumped from her arms. He reached into his closet and grabbed his work uniform. "Mike, I really want you to be careful. I don't want to lose you over some stupid animatronic animals." Mike chuckled. "I'll be fine Doll. Don't worry about me." Doll crossed her arms. "I'm being serious Mike. I love you with all my heart and I don't want you to die." Doll started to tear up. "I...I'll miss you." Mike grabbed Doll's hands. "I'll be fine. Don't cry." Mike wiped her tears and kissed Doll on the cheek. She let out a small sigh. "Alright, have a good day at work." Mike waved to Doll as he entered his car and drove away. 'I didn't know she was that worried about my safety. At least I know she loves me.' As Mike arrived at his job he felt a sudden blast of cold air go past him. 'What the heck was that?' He just shrugged it off and walked inside. 'Wow, this place is a lot darker than I remember.' As Mike slowly walked forward someone tackled him. He felt the air get pushed out of his lungs as he was pinned to the ground. The person on top of Mike started to punch him. "Ow. Why are you hitting me? Also who are you?" The person stopped and stood up. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else. I'm Jeremy." Mike looked at I'm in confusion. 'Who do you think I am.' "Wait, is your last name Fitzgerald?" Jeremy cocked his head to the side. "Yeah, why?" Mike stood up and dusted himself off. "Jeremy, it's me, Mike." Jeremy opened his mouth in shock. "Holy crap. Mike!" Jeremy threw his arms around Mike. Suddenly there was a crashing sound. Mike pulled out a small flashlight and walked toward the sound. "Who's there?!" In the darkness Mike heard someone walking. Slowly a figure emrgered. "Crystal?" Standing in the light was a six foot tall blonde and pink haired transgendered male. "Hi Mikey~" Something was off about Chris. "Hey Chris. You feeling okay?" Chris giggled. "I'm just fine." Then, Mike saw it. Chris's eyes were pink with small, white heart pupils. "Are you sure?" Chris got closer. "Mike, I'm fine. You're the one who's not feeling okay." "Jeremy! Help me!" Jeremy ran around the corner. "What's the- Chris what happened to your eyes?!" Slowly, the blonde male stepped forward. "Nothing is wrong with me. I think you guys are sick." Jeremy grabbed Mike's sleeve. "Come on Mike, something is wrong with Chris." As they walked away Chris grabbed Mike's other sleeve. "He's not going anywhere." Jeremy pulled harder. "Chris, let go." As Jeremy pulled Chris picked up a knife. "Jeremy, Jeremy, Jeremy. I can't think of a better way to say this. Mike is mine. So why don't you just walk away." Jeremy let go and backed away. "Calm down Chris. We don't have to resort to violence." Mike looked at Jeremy and mouthed the word "help." Chris kissed Mike on the lips. "Your lips taste so sweet." Mike gagged before puking all over Chris's shirt. "Aw, so cute." Chris pinched Mike's cheeks. "Chris, I think you should let go of Mike. He might be sick." Chris looked at Jeremy with anger in his eyes. "Don't tell me what to do." Chris threw Mike on the floor and walked over to Jeremy. "Chris, please stop." The older male chuckled. "I can end you in five seconds. So I suggest you just go home." Jeremy was shocked. This was one of his best friends. Suddenly Chris's eyes went back to normal. "Ah, my head. What happened?" "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!? YOU KISSED MIKE AND ALMOST KILLED ME!" Chris stood back. "Wait...what!? I kissed Mike?" Jeremy kicked and punched Chris. "Yes. Look at him." Chris turned around and saw Mike on his knees, puking unstoppably. "Oh God! Please, help me!" Chris felt horrible. He slowly walked over to Mike and placed his hand on his shoulder. "You alright Mike?" Mike pushed his hand off. "Leave me al-" Mike was cut off when an unstoppable wave of puke exploded from his mouth. "Just, go get me some water." Chris nodded his head and walked away. Jeremy slowly walked over to Mike. "You okay?" Mike nodded. "I-I'm just a little shaken up." Jeremy looked at him. "Mike, you threw up for five minutes." Mike chuckled. "Don't worry Jere, I'm fine." Chris came back with a large styrofoam cup. "I couldn't find water because this is a pizzeria so I got you tea." Mike grabbed the cup and chugged it. "Mike, I don't think that's a good idea." Mike stuck up his middle finger. As he finished he let out a loud bealch. The sound rang through the empty pizzeria. Jeremy grabbed his stomach and started to laugh. "Holy crap Mike, that was amazing." Mike smiled at Jeremy's reaction. Suddenly he felt his stomach cramp up. More vomit sprayed from his mouth. Jeremy stopped laughing and stood back. "And this is why I said it wasn't a good idea to not chug a huge cup of tea." Jeremy smacked Chris. Mike stood up and leaned against a table. "Chris, are you going to clean this up?" "Excuse me!" Mike snickered. "Are you going to clean this up?" Chris grabbed a mop and held it over his head. He let out his loudest battle cry and hit Mike over the head. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fainted. Jeremy ran to his side. "Oh my God! Chris, why did you do that!" Liquid poured from Chris's eyes. "He DeSeRvEd It JeRe. No WiTnEsSeS." Chris lifted the mop back up and hit Jeremy. Chris grabbed Mike's left leg and Jeremy's right. He slowly dragged them into the back room. "No OnE cAn KnOw." Chris took their phones and locked them in. About an hour later they both woke up. "Ow, where are we?" Jeremy looked around and saw Mike trying to open the door. "Chris! Let us out! I will stab you!" Jeremy stood up and grabbed Mike's arm. "It's useless Mike. He can't hear us." He heard Mike start to quietly sob. "I'm never going to see Doll again. I'm going to die in here and she'll just move on." Jeremy hugged him. "It's okay Mike. We'll get out of here." Letting out a small sigh, Mike hugged him back. As they sat there they started to talk. "So how's Doll?" Jeremy asked. "She's doing pretty well." "Are you guys planning on having kids?" Mike stared at him. "What!?" Jeremy giggled like a school girl. "Are you planning on having kids?" Mike gulped. "Well, we talked about it." Jeremy squealed with joy. "That is so cute! What would you name it?" "If it was a boy, Toby. Girl, Stacey." A light blush appeared on Mike's face. "Stacey? That's a really cute name." Jeremy had a huge smile plastered on his face. "Jere, you're scaring me with that smile." Jeremy giggled and tried to stop smiling. "Sorry Mike, but I like babies." Mike smiled and looked Jeremy in the eye. He started to wiggle his eyebrows. "Mike, what are you doing?" "I'm dancing for you." Jeremy blushed heavily. "Mike, please stop doing that." Mike only increased his speed. "Never." Suddenly, the door swung open. Standing in the doorway was Doll. "Mike! Jeremy!" Doll ran over and grabbed them both. "Oh my God. I was so worried about you guys." Mike held Doll close. "I thought I wasn't going to see you again." Jeremy slipped from Doll's grasp and walked out the door. Chris was sitting against the stage and crying. "Chris, are you okay?" "Jeremy, something is wrong with me. I'm losing control of my body." Jeremy slowly walked closer. "What do you mean." Chris sighed. "I have voices in my head. We ArEn'T iN yOuR hEaD cHrIs. We're a part of you~" Looking up, Chris stared at Jeremy. "PlEaSe help me~" Chris's left eye was pink with a small white heart for a pupil. His right was a dark shade of gold with a small white dot in the center. "I'm ScArEd JeRe~" Jeremy grabbed a plate. "I'm so sorry Chris." Jeremy smashed the plate over Chris's head, causing him to black out. "Mike! Doll! We have to leave!" Jeremy grabbed Chris by the hair and started to drag him away. Mike was carrying Doll over his shoulder. "What happened to Doll?" "She threw up oil and passed out." Jeremy cringed. "Okay then. Just take her home." Mike nodded and carried Doll out the front door. "Jeremy! Help!" In the doorway was a purple man Mike saw yesterday. "I'm kind of busy!" Mike placed Doll on a table and turned back to the violet individual. Mary looked down at the situation and knew she had to interfere. Floating next to Mike, she activated his powers. "WhAt Do YoU wAnT vInCeNt?" Vincent chuckled. "Hello Mary. I see you're still using that body." "Hush your mouth. Or do you want a repeat of last time." Mike snapped back. Vincent growled. "That was then, this is now." Mike grabbed a large butcher knife. "Just leave Vincent, and no one will get hurt." Sneering, Vincent reached behind his back and pulled out a gun. "I dare you to do something." Mike ran toward Vincent, weapon ready. Sliding under him, Mike stabbed Vincent between the legs. "See Vinny, this body isn't that bad." Suddenly, in the back of the pizzeria, there was a scream. "Chris, stop! Let go of me!" Now Mary was stuck. She could either help Mike or Jeremy. Then, an idea popped into her head. She escaped Mike's body and flew to the ceiling. She cupped her hands over her mouth and screamed "CHICA!" A small, blonde ghost girl floated from the ceiling. "Yes?" "I need you to go to the back and help out the brunette." Chica nodded and flew away. "Chris, please! It hurts." Chica zipped to the back of the building and saw her target. "JeReMy, PlEaSe ShUt Up!" Chica took a deep breath and dived into Jeremy. "Ah! Why God!" Jeremy's eyes turned fully yellow with small white dots in the center. "Oh ChRiS, yOu ShOuLd'Nt HaVe DoNe ThAt." Chris smirked. "What are you going to do?" Jeremy stood up and kicked Chris as hard as he could in the chin. "That." Opening his mouth, a chunk of Chris's tounge fell out. "NoW yOu'Ve ReAlLy DoNe It FiTzGeRaLd." Chris stood up and grabbed Jeremy's neck. "YoU wIlL pAy." Chica was stuck, whoever was possessing Chris was strong. But she had to fight back. Jeremy pushed Chris back and took a fighting stance. "Do YoUr WoRsT." Chris ran toward Jeremy. "YoU wIlL rEgReT tHiS." Chris jumped up and smashed his fists down on Jeremy's head. Chica gasped and tried to think of a plan. 'This body is too weak. I might need Mary's help.' She sighed and reached for the nearest weapon, which was a chair, and held it over his head. "YoU dOn'T wAnT tHiS. i CaN't CoNtRoL tHiS." Jeremy was fighting against Chica's help. "PlEaSe HeLp Me. It HuRtS sO mUcH." Chris shook his head as his eyes turned back to normal. "Jeremy, are you alright?" "No! I'm NoT! mY wHoLe BoDy HuRtS!" Chris grabbed Jeremy and looked him in the eye. "Jeremy please. I need you to fight this. I can't lose you." Chica felt terrible. Letting out a long sigh she abandoned the body and flew away. Blood poured from Jeremy's mouth as he fell against Chris. "Jere. Jere! Please don't die on me." Chris held Jeremy close to his chest and reached for his phone. "I'll call 911. Just please don't die on me."
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