FNIA: Soul

The Third Night

Once again, Mike was caught in a situation that he never thought he would never, ever be in: his face pressed tightly against the voluptuous endowment of a woman, let alone the voluptuous endowment of a robotic humanoid bunny.

...or is she a robotic human with bunny attributes, he wondered as he felt his air supply running thin.

"I just can't get over how lucky I am to hang out with such a cute night guard!" Spring-Bonnie gushed as she tightened her grip.

Mike tried his best to escape the grip of his captor, but the abnormal strength that the animatronic possessed made such a feat impossible. All he could do was accept his fate and wait until he finally lost the vital thing Spring-Bonnie affectionate gesture was robbing him of. Everything faded to black was until a bright light arrived to reveal the slightly stained white ceiling of his bed room.

Now firmly back in the land of the living, Mike slowly sat up and took a deep breath, pondering the dream he just had.

I can't tell if that dream is a sign of attraction or a sign that I'm traumatized over the thought that I could have died that way on my second night on the job.

He then crossed his arms and thought of a third option that he found horrifying.

...Or if it's a sign of both...

Mike shuddered over the possibility of the third option being true. He was already under the belief that he had a lot of issues and did not need a new one. Desperately trying to avoid riding that train of thought any further, the young man reached for his phone and, to his surprise, found that he had received a text message from an unknown number. His surprise would soon evolve into shock after reading the message, realizing that it was sent from Charlie.

"How does Charlie have my number? I never gave it to her..." he pondered aloud. "... Granted, I probably should have by now."

Mike wasted no time in getting dressed and leaving his house earlier than usual.

Even thought it was late into the day, the location of his new job was still just as festive as it was the day he first arrived. Before heading to his boss' office, Mike found himself overcome with the desire to visit the main dining area first. It was a strange feeling watching Freddy, Bonnie and Chica sing to the customers. He has always been kept in the dark when it came to big secrets, so he couldn't help but feel weird over the fact that he was the only one in the room that knew the truth behind the "lifelike" attractions.

As he continued to watch the show, he noticed Bonnie quickly glance in his direction and wink before just as quickly turning her attention to the rest of the crowd.

"You're cheeks are red."

"Huh?" Mike turned to his right, surprised to find Charlie standing right beside him. "How...?"

Charlie shrugged and casually answered with, "I figured you would want to come in here after last night if given the chance. Anyway, let's continue this in my office."

Mike nodded his head in agreement and followed Charlie to her office.

"So... why did you need me to come in early?" he asked.

Charlie opened her mouth to answer.

"Actually, how do you have my number in the first place? I don't recall ever giving it to you."

"BB gave it to me," she answered in the most casual, matter-of-fact tone Mike has ever heard.

"How did she get my numb-? Wait..."

Mike averted his gaze as he recalled the events of the previous night. As he was tearfully eating the cake Chica had made for him, BB had suggested that everyone gather around for a picture. He didn't think much of the idea until he eventually realized that she planned on using his phone to take the picture.