[A/N:So I didn't update last night but I was hanging out with friends so I couldn't so technically here's the New Years update.]
Mike's P.O.V
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I was locking up the building when the boss walked up to me. "Hey Mike, think you can wait for the new guy and actually tell him how to survive this time?" He scowled crossing his arms. I felt like shouting at him and just going home but I stayed. Maybe this kid would survive....It was eleven when the newbie showed up. He was what? Eighteen? Nineteen? There was NO way this could be the new night watch. "U-Um hello...I-I'm Jeremy....th-the new n-night guard...." He stuttered and I sighed. This kid was a goner but just in case he made it I showed him how to survive. "Hey, Mike Schmidt." I replied motioning for him to follow me. I explained the concepts of the animatronics, like Mangle.
"The mask doesn't work for her so you'll need to shine the flashlight at her if you see her in the hallway. Fred,BonBon, and Chicacoo respond to the mask however." I said pointing to the mask that laid on the desk. "Oh and if the phone rings it's usually just management so just answer it. Pre-recorded anyways." He nodded quietly. I couldn't help but notice his fidgety attitude and I put my hand on his shoulder shaking him lightly. "Hey you okay?" I asked and almost as soon as I had said that he responded with "Yeah I'm okay!" A little too quickly.... Weird..
"Be safe okay? And if anything goes wrong call me." I said handing him my cell phone number. Usually I wouldn't do this but he listened unlike the others....maybe he did have a chance at surviving.
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The Graveyard Shift [Jeremike]
FanfictionHello everyone, I decided that I needed to write something cute and yet sad so I made this. Long story short it's Jeremike also in later chapters there will be trigger warnings labeled.