Bloody Love FNaF Michael x Ennard

Chapter 25 : Mystery Man

((Chris Afton's POV))

I sat on my bed with Damon and Fredbear, it was very awkward and... quiet.
"So.... Fredbear, why have you been watching me instead of attacking me- and why did you agree to this? I did not expect that one." I asked.
"Um- I saw you hanging out with Nightmare and I figured Boss would probably not like it if I attacked you." He explained quickly. I'd only heard his demonic laugh and jumpscare, so I was surprised by how soft and... nice, his voice was.
"Well you were right." Nightmare said matter-of-factly.
"Thank you? I think..." Fredbear said, mumbling the last part.
"Wanna hang out with us?" My boyfriend asked confidently.
"Sure." The yellow bear said shortly.
Since Nightmare and Fredbear were in their 'bear forms', I decided to do something (I was in my child form).
"So, let's make this less awkward." I said, closing my eyes and turning into my Shadow Freddy form.
"Wha-woah..." Freadbear gawked momentarily. He snapped out of it, with a small 'cool'.

((Michael Afton's POV))

I walked down the road, talking to Ennard and fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.
I closed my eyes, only to bump into someone smaller then me. He fell over, but I caught him.
"Are you ok!?" I asked quickly, noticing the sever injuries all over his small body. His face quickly twisted into fear and pain, before he passed out in my arms.
Henry's house is right around the corner! I remembered.
What happened Eggs? Whos that? Ennard asked, i ignored him and ran to Henry's house, the small male in my arms.
I knocked on the door, luckily, he answered.
"Who- oh my God! Come in!" Henry said, opening the door for us.
We got the mystery man patched up, and sat down across from eachother.
"So... whats your name?" Henry asked.
"Michael. Michael Afton." I said with a smile, "hey Uncle Henry."
"Mike!" Henry stood up and ran over to me, engulfing me in a hug.
"Your fathers been looking for you. He feels really bad." He said softly.
"William... cares?" I asked quietly.
"Yes. He really regrets what he did to you, Mikey." Henry said, cupping my cheek in his hands.
"I don't know if I can forgive him yet..." I admitted.
"Thats ok, just... hear him out, ok?" He said kindly.
"Ok... papa." I said, tears in my eyes.
"Papa?" He repeated.
"S-sorry. It just came out." I apologized, trying not to cry.
"Its ok. You can call me papa." Henry- Papa, said lovingly, hugging me again, I buried my face in his chest and started crying, but he didn't leave, he rubbed my back and told me it was ok.
When I stoped crying, me and Papa sat down again, and talked until the boy on the couch woke up.
He sat up slightly, rubbing his hand over his face.
"Your up!" Papa observed happily. The boy winced and curled his knees up to his chest, shutting just eyes tightly.
I recognized it instantly, he was scared we would hit him. I remember doing the same thing when William beat me.
"Oh, I'm sorry! We won't hurt you!" Papa said quickly. He remembered me doing that when he raised his hand, thats when he found out about what William did.
"Whats your name?" I asked. He stayed quiet, before gesturing to his throat and imitating someone stabbing him, then he imitated talking and shook his head.
"You cat talk?" Papa asked. He nodded.
"Oh, ok!" Papa said.
I looked at him as Papa explained how I found him, and I realized he looked a bit like William. They had the same hair, skin, and face.
But the mystery boy had a pale purple eye with a vibrant purple swirl in it, I couldn't see the other on because of the bandages.
"Who did this?" I asked.
He looked at me, and gestured to his throat.
"Right, sorry." I said sheepishly.
"Anyways, I'm Henry Emily, this is Michael Afton." Papa said happily. The man looked... shocked, upon learning our names.
"Why so surprised?" I asked stupidly.
He blinked and looked at me again, gesturing to his throat again.
"I'm an idiot." I observed.
Papa suddenly got up and rushed to the kitchen. He came back with some paper and a pen.
The boy took it and wrote;
'I know you. Your William's son.'
"How did you know!?" I asked.
'William is my brother. My father did not like us'
"I didn't know he had brothers." I said.
"I did, he's got three brothers and a sister." Papa explained, "but he ran away and never saw them again."
"Hm."
"They were pretty nice, your mother had a brother and loving parents, but they lost contact when she moved. They lived near me and Will. But we all moved here when me and William started making animatronics." He continued, "I was never as good at building them as William, but I made thae outer designs. Will changed them up a bit to make them easier to build, and then he designed Ballora and Circus Baby. Then he never designed any of them ever again because we didn't want to traumatized any of the children."
"Pffft-"
"All the animatronics he designed looked like... um... hoes. So I didn't give him much freedom with the designs after the Toy Chica and Toy Bonnie thing. Then I let him make an animatronic for Elizabeth and he makes a child in a bikini. Then is Clara's thing." Papa finished with a face palm.
"Well then." I said at length, talking in all that information.
"He is an interesting.... specimen." Papa said, causing me to fall over laughing.