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(FNAF AU. The Animatronics have been transferred over into human-esk anatomically correct Android type bodies, just so no one is confused. they have animal ears and tails. *Mike x Foxy* *Chica x Bonnie* *Bonnie x Freddy*)

Mike shifts anxiously from foot to foot, watching Foxy slowly sit up. sure the others had gone through the same process, but Foxy was different. his systems had always been glitchy. moving his sentience from one body to the next, could have some issues.

Bonnie puts a hand on his shoulder.

“he’s gonna be fine.” Bonnie assures gently. “its been two weeks since we did this and we’re fine.” Bonnie assures.

“you guys don’t have the same issues he does.” Mike frowns. Foxy rubs his head, grumbling.

“Foxy. you with us?” a woman asks, walking over. “Foxy?” she asks. Foxy blinks at her, looking almost confused. she snaps her fingers near his left ear, making him jerk and flinch away, before doing it to his right ear.

“don’,” Foxy starts, pulling her hand away from his head gently. his voice is soft, almost hesitant. Foxy had never talked much to begin with, he’d only done so when Mike came into his life. “do that.” Foxy mutters. he shakes his head. he reaches up to rub his head and pauses, he can feel the artificial hair between his fingers. he’s surprised by how soft it is. “thats weird.” Foxy mutters. he looks around the room, his friends are looking at him, Mike is standing with them. he looks more nervous than he did before when they swapped the other three to their new bodies.

“alright I know you just got up, but you have to let me do this.” the woman says. Garcia. Foxy should remember that, but it seems he’s taking a little longer to fully connect to his body. he shifts on the bed when she walks up to him, shining a flashlight in one eye.

“thats bright.” Foxy mutters, pulling away from her a little. she shines it in his other eye and he pulls his head back more. “still bright.” he huffs. Garcia chuckles softly.

“just let her do what she needs to do Foxy.” Freddy chides. Garcia steps back, picking up a tool from her bench nearby.

“one more test.” Garcia assures. Foxy frowns a little, looking at the wrench in her hand, almost hesitantly.

“does it involve bright lights right in me eyes or loud noises in me ears?” Foxy huffs. Garcia laughs.

“no. think fast.” Garcia says, tossing the tool at Foxy. the man flinches back some, bringing his arm up quickly. he pauses. his whole body freezing as he looks at the object in his hand. he’d caught it, he knew he would, but… there was a hand attached to his wrist. not a hook. “Foxy?” Garcia asks. Foxy stares at his arm. Mike frowns stepping closer.

“Foxy, hey, you okay?” Mike asks. Foxy looks up at him, bright yellow eyes looking a little lost, but there’s some joy in them. “hey, if somethings wrong-?” Mike starts. Foxy jumps up off the bed, the pants Garcia had put on him make him slide a little, they’re a little too big, but it doesn’t stop him. Bonnie quickly reaches out to steady him when he stumbles a little.

“wrong?” Foxy asks. he laughs, shaking the wrench in his hand, in Mikes face. Mike steps back slightly, looking confused.

“I see. a wrench.” Mike says, sounding confused. he glances at Garcia, whose looking at the computer screen going over everything she can to make sure she didn’t mess something up. Foxys never acted like this before and its confusing, even if she’d only known them for a couple of months.

“Foxy, what's going on?” Chica asks. he looks at Chica, waving the wrench at her.

“look!” Foxy says. Chica steps back hesitantly.

“yeah, we see, you caught it.” Freddy huffs.

“Foxy, are you okay? is your hand stuck? is something wrong?” Garcia asks, worriedly. Freddy rolls his eyes, shaking his head.

“are you sure you didn’t scramble his brain.” Freddy snorts, glancing at Garcia.

“no! look! I caught it.” Foxy says. looks of confusion meet his excited gaze. “with me right hand.” Foxy says. it seems to dawn on Bonnie first, he gives a small smile at the red haired man he considers a younger brother, chuckling softly.

“yeah. you have two hands now. you can do that.” Bonnie says. Mike looks confused a second longer, before perking up.

“no hook.” Mike says, with a small smile.

“oh.” Chica says, softly. Foxy lets out a laugh, dropping the wrench and grabbing hold of Mikes shoulders, shaking the man.

“I have hands!” Foxy shouts. “two of’em! ain’ no hook!” Foxy grins. Mike laughs a little, letting Foxy shake him around. he grabs Foxys hands on his shoulders gently after a moment.

“okay okay okay.” Mike laughs. “stop shaking me around.” Mike snorts. Foxy grabs hold of the waist of his pants, pulling them up. he’s looking around like he’s never seen the world.

“you okay?” Bonnie asks.

“I can’ remember the last time I saw color.” Foxy mutters, turning to Bonnie. “everythin’ has been black an white fer as long as I can remember.” Foxy says. he huffs a snort. “almost fergot ye were purple.” Foxy murmurs, looking at the others hair. Bonnie looks shocked at his words, Chica and Freddy don’t look much different.

‘you couldn’t see color?” Freddy asks. Foxy shakes his head, glancing over at Freddy.

“color? no. I could barely see. only one of me eyes worked an only up close.” he mutters. Mike looks at his watch.

“okay, come on, lets get you guys back to my house. I bet I have some clothes Foxy can fit there.” Mike says. “you don’t mind him borrowing those do you?” Mike asks, looking at Garcia.

“he can keep them.” Garcia says, looking over at the gray sweats the red haired man is wearing. Foxy is looking himself over, patting himself down. no holes or pokey wires. no sharp edges or dented frame. no exposed endoskeleton. he looks behind him, his tail swishing, his eye brows shoot up, as though he wasn’t expecting that.

“come on Foxy,” Mike coaxes, gently. Foxy looks over at him, a half smile on his face. he’s studying Mike, like its the first real time he’s seen him and it probably is. “ready?” Mike smiles. Foxy takes a small step, looking at the floor, he wiggles his bare toes, blinking up at Mike. “you got it?” Mike asks. now that his excitement has worn off, Foxys legs are shaky. the others had been the same way.

“I think so.” Foxy assures, taking another small step. Bonnie is easily at his side when he trips over the legs of the sweat pants. they’re too long for him.

“easy, don’t go breaking your new body.” Bonnie laughs. Foxy flushes slightly.

“ri-right.” Foxy mutters, letting Bonnie grab hold of his arm. he throws it over his shoulders and carefully holds Foxy up. Freddy is immediately on his other side, thankfully, they’re all about the same height, so walking him to the car isn’t too hard. they’d all been the same way walking the first time, so they understand his struggle. they walk with the man, not rushing him, letting him take his time and get a feel for it. Foxy is staring down at his feet.

he blinks flinching back against the sunlight on his face and Bonnie immediately blocks his face, letting the man blink rapidly, trying to adjust to the light. he keeps his hand firmly in front of Foxys face so the sun can’t blind him too badly.

“take it easy Foxy. just relax.” Mike says, walking up to him.

“m’fine.” Foxy mumbles.

“well just take your time.” Freddy frowns.

“m’fine. s’jus’... bright.” Foxy mumbles, squinting. Mike leads them to the car, watching Bonnie and Freddy carefully load the man into the front seat. Mike buckles him in and watches the other three load into the back seat. he’s got a small car, but its big enough for everyone, even if its not comfortable.

Foxy stares out the window the entire ride, watching the world pass by them. he’s playing with his fingers on his right hand the whole time, like he’s not sure if his hand is real.

“hey.” Mike murmurs, reaches over to take his hand gently. Foxy looks down at his hand and takes it, but instead of hold it, he inspects Mikes hands. “what?” Mike asks.

“s’weird.” Foxy mutters.

“what is?” Chica asks, leaning up from the back seat.

“yer skin is soft.” Foxy says. Mike chuckles.

“yeah it is.” Mike says. Foxy lets go of his hand and glances around the car.

“you couldn’t feel that before?” Bonnie asks. Foxy shrugs a shoulder.

“no. couldn’ feel nothin’.” Foxy mutters. he could feel pressure and pain, so that was a lie, but he didn’t need to say that. Mike knew. Mike knew how broken he was, how bad his body always ached. how much he loved to run, but how badly it always hurt him. had it not been for the glitches in his programming, Foxy is sure Mike would’ve pushed for him to be the first one swapped over, but Mike had wanted to make sure the process was perfected, just in case.

the man shoots him a small smile, before turning back to the road.

once he pulls up to the house, it takes Bonnie and Freddy a few minutes to help Foxy walk into the house.

becoming the new owner of Fazbear Entertainment had come with some perks, like enough money to buy a bigger house, with four rooms. though the company had a bad name due to past accidents, Mike had slowly been working on turning it around, starting witht he location he’d started at.

he watches Freddy and Bonnie drop Foxy into the couch.

“you good?” Bonnie asks. Foxy nods, running his hand over the couch. Mike looks at the four.

“alright. so, this is, still new to everyone. do we think we’re gonna be able to open in a few days, or should we push off the grand reopening?” Mike asks.

“no way! you can’t push it off!” Chica cries. Foxy flinches back some and Freddy lays a hand on her shoulder. it would take a few days before he would even out and not be so sensitive, just like the others.

“lets keep our voices level. Foxy did the same for us.” Freddy reminds her. Chica nods.

“right, sorry Foxy.” Chica said. Foxy shrugs a shoulder slightly.

“Chicas right though, we shouldn’t push off our grand reopening.” Bonnie says.

“do you think Foxy will be ready for it?” Freddy asks. Foxy looks up, eyes wide.

“I.. don’t know, Foxy?” Mike asks, looking over. he looks confused immediately. “what?” Mike asks.

“yer waitin’ fer me?” Foxy asks, confused. Bonnie raises an eye brow.

“well yeah, duh. you’re part of this too.” Bonnie says. Foxy shrugs.

“look we don’t want to start this without Foxy.” Chica says.

“but we also don’t need to push off the grand reopening.” Freddy says.

“wha- y-ye don’ have t’ wait fer me.” Foxy says. everyone looks over at him.

“what? Foxy, of course we do.” Bonnie frowns. Foxy shakes his head.

“those kids ain’ there t’ see me.” Foxy says. “ain’ gonna miss me if I ain’ there.” he adds.

“but its the grand reopening.” Chica says.

“look, even if you don’t want to perform, Chica’s right. its the grand reopening. it started and finished with all four of us, and I think its only right that we kick start it back up with all four of us again.” Freddy says, looking around. “five of us.” Freddy corrects himself, looking over at Mike. Mike blinks at him.

“huh? I didn’t, I didn’t start this. you four did.” Mike says. Freddy clears his throat.

“given your… past,” Freddy says motioning to his head. “you’re as involved with this as we are. you didn’t start with us, but you started something else.” Freddy says. Bonnie nods.

“and you should be there to see this too. you can just restart Freddy’s and leave.” Bonnie says. Mike smiles at them slightly, shrugging.

“no arguments. Foxy?” Mike asks. Foxy looks up at him and nods.

“okay.” he mutters.

“okay it settled. I won’t push it off, but if Foxy doesn’t want to perform, he doesn’t have to.” Mike assures.

“we have three days an me legs barely work.” Foxy mutters.

“you’ll be alright. only took us a couple of days to get on our feet.” Chica assures. Foxy nods.

“alright. just take a few days to get used to this, okay?” Mike asks. Foxy nods, looking around. it takes him a moment but he pushes himself up off the couch, steadying himself. Bonnie immediately puts an arm out in front of Foxy when his left leg gives out under him.

“easy, you okay?” Bonnie asks.

“yeah. s’jus’ weird.” Foxy mumbles. Mike walks over to him, worriedly. he knew of all the hardships Foxy had faced, how bad his body was. he was used to working in a certain way, now that it was fully functional, he wasn’t sure he could remember how to make himself walk.

“I’m going to find you some clothes okay? see if you can make your way to my room.” Mike murmurs, heading toward his bedroom. Foxy nods slightly, trying to stand himself back up. even with Bonnies help he ends up slammed face first into the other mans chest.

“ow.” Foxy huffs. Bonnie snorts, trying to help stand him up.

“awww Foxy if you wanted a hug you just had to ask!” Chica laughs, hugging him. Foxy heaves an amused sigh at her.

“yeah.” Foxy mutters.

“just relax Foxy. you walk all the time.” Freddy says, walking over to help Bonnie.

“this is different.” Foxy mutters.

“how?” Chica asks. Foxy doesn’t answer her.

“hey, we can’t help if you’re hiding from us, can we?” Freddy asks. Foxy sighs softly.

“m’knee’s ain’ work right in me body. had t’ stand an walk a certain way. now I gotta readjus’ t’ walkin’ loike ye guys.” Foxy mumbles. the other three share a look.

“your legs didn’t work right?” Chica ask.

“nothin’ did. don’ ye get it?” Foxy huffs, looking at her. he blows the hair out of his face so he can stare her down. “me body didn’ work. t’was failin’ ‘neath me. I could barely see, could barely walk, the only thin’ that worked right was me ears. they threw me away. locked me ont’ a stage an fergot me. I ain’ get maintenance loike ye three. I got fergotten. rusted and fergotten in a corner. over an accident, that Mike already fergave me fer.” Foxy hisses. Chica steps back, looking at him. Bonnie and Freddy don’t look much better.

“we didn’t know.” Chica says.

“ye never asked.” Foxy states.

“we didn’t realize and its not an excuse. we won’t let you get like that again. Mike will never let that happen again. you know that.” Freddy says. “come on, lets get you into some real clothes.” Freddy adds, pulling Foxys arm up and over his shoulder. Bonnie does the same and they carefully haul him to Mikes room, making sure to let Foxy take a step first. he needs to learn how to walk again and the only way to do that is to let him feel it out. it takes them ten minutes to walk the twenty steps to Mikes room. Foxy struggles with every step, but he makes it.

Mike smiles at him. even if Foxy needs help, Mikes proud of him. Foxy gives him a small shaky smile as they drop him onto the bed.

“can you get dressed yourself?” Bonnie asks.

“I ain’ a kid.” Foxy huffs. Bonnie puts his hands up stepping away.

“alright, my bad.” Bonnie says. he and Freddy head out of the room, shutting the door behind them.

“alright, we discussed what you thought you’d like to wear, but you weren’t sure. do you know now?” Mike asks. he’s got a couple different outfits set out for him. Foxy looks around and shrugs.

“no.” he mumbles.

“alright, that's fine. come on, its gonna be a lot, you’re gonna be sensitive for a day or two, that's why you’re wearing baggy clothes right now. I grabbed a couple things that will be baggy on you so maybe it won’t drive you nuts.” Mike says. Foxy nods slightly, looking through the clothes.

“do I… do I have t’ wear somethin’ long?” Foxy asks. Mike shakes his head.

“nope. here, try these.” Mike says, tossing him a pair of basketball shorts. Foxy looks at them and nods.

“do I need t’ stand up?” Foxy asks. Mike shakes his head.

“just lay back. you can wiggle them off.” Mike assures. despite Foxy’s previous words, Mike ends up helping him. it takes them both about five minutes to get his new pants on. Foxy sits up and looks down.

“they feel weird.” Foxy says.

“they we’ll for a few days.” Mike assures. “come on, lets get a shirt on you.” Mike says. Foxy nods.

“do I have t’ have sleeves?” Foxy asks. Mike smiles and shakes his head.

“nope. here, I got a tank top for you. no sleeves.” Mike says. he grabs a gray tank top and walks over. “okay, arms up.” Mike says. Foxy tucks his arms in closer to him, not that he doesn’t trust Mike, he does. he trusts Mike more than the band, but its new and he has no idea whats happening.

“why?” Foxy asks.

“to get your shirt off.” Mike says. he puts his arms up. “just do this. its easier if I just pull the shirt off you. you can learn how to later, after you learn how to walk. okay?” Mike asks. Foxy seems nervous. “you know I’m not gonna lie or hurt you.” Mike assures, leaning towards him. he smiles and drops his forehead against Foxys, smiling at him. “I’m not going to hurt you, we’ve been over this.” Mike assures.

“old habits die hard.” Foxy mumbles.

“well, I can give you the shirt if you want to try to put it on yourself.” Mike murmurs. Foxy watches him, shaking his head. he puts his arms up and lets Mike pull his shirt off.

“no, I trust you.” Foxy mumbles. Mike smiles.

“the only time I’ve hurt you, was the time I accidentally dropped the door on your foot at Freddys.” Mike mutters. “y’know, after I knew you guys were alive. we don’t talk about before.” Mike adds, pulling the new shirt over Foxys head. Foxy huffs, frowning.

“y’were mean with that bat.” Foxy says. Mike chuckles softly.

“you guys were trying to kill me. I wasn’t going down without a fight.” Mike snorts. he steps back, smiling. Foxy looks himself over.

“fits pretty good.” Foxy murmurs. Mike nods at him, watching him try to get up off the bed.

“hang on, don’t hurt yourself.” Mike snorts, walking over. he holds his hands out to Foxy, to give him something to pull himself up with.

“yer not built loike us, if I try t’ to pull me self up, yer gonna come crashin’ down at me.” Foxy mumbles. Mike laughs softly.

“and? not the first time.” Mike says. Foxy nods slightly, smiling. he takes Mikes hands and, with some careful planning, lets Mike pull him up. Foxy stumbles against him slightly.

“sorry.” Foxy mumbles.

“its fine.” Mike assures. Foxy watches him a moment, before letting go of Mikes hands. he’s pretty steady just standing, so he can hold himself up. Mike reaches down and adjusts Foxys pants carefully. he looks up at Foxy, smiling at him. the man is staring at him and, after a moment, Mike looks confused. “you okay?” Mike asks. he lets Foxy grab his face with both hands, looking more confused. “Foxy?” Mike asks.

“m’fine. jus’ lookin’.” Foxy mutters. Mike lets Foxy tilt his head down some, but pulls his face from the gentle hands, shaking his head.

“don’t. it was an accident Foxy. a kid pushed you off the stage.” Mike says.

“y’almost died.” Foxy frowns.

“but I didn’t.” Mike smiles. he shakes his head. “I’m still here. so don’t look at that old scar.” Mike says. Foxy frowns.

“but I can actually see it now.” Foxy says. he shrugs a little. “can actually see ya. yer face.” Foxy murmurs. Mike frowns a little.

“look if you’re going to dump me, just do it.” Mike huffs. Foxy raises his eye brow.

“huh?” Foxy asks. “I weren’ completely blind. don’ be daft.” Foxy huffs.

“you’ll have to forgive me.” Mike snorts. he looks up at Foxy, smirking. Foxys face suddenly changes and he grabs Mike, yank him up and pressing their lips together. Mike lets out a muffled noise of surprise, but lets him. they only separate when Foxys leg gives out and he drops Mike carefully onto the floor, before landing with a thump on the bed. Mike blinks, looking at him. “you okay?” Mike asks. Foxy grins at him. its the same crooked grin Mike has always associated with the Fox.

“fine, been think’ o’ doin’ that since I met ya.” Foxy grins. Mike chuckles softly.

“I meant your leg, stupid.” Mike mutters.

“me leg is fine.” Foxy assures. he pushes himself up off the bed again.

“you’re getting better at that.” Mike murmurs.

“I can stand jus’ fine, fer a bit at least. s’walkin’ I can’ seem t’ do.” Foxy says.

“come on, I bet we can get you to the living room.” Mike smiles.

“ye should get Bonnie or somethin’, if I fall on ya, I could hurt ya.” Foxy frowns.

“I’ll be fine. c’mon.” Mike says. Mike pulls Foxys arm around his shoulders. “come on Foxy. I can handle a little weight.” Mike adds. Foxy frowns but attempts to take a step with Mikes help.

“this is a bad idea.” Foxy mutters, reaching his free arm out to hold himself with the wall as well.

come on, you can do this.” Mike assures. “its not hard, I know its different than what you’ve been forced to live with for years, but its alright.” Mike adds. Foxy nods letting Mike help him into the living room.

Bonnie jumps up from the couch the moment he sees them.

“Foxy! why didn’t you call for help?” Bonnie asks, walking over quickly.

“don’ do that.” Foxy says, swatting at his hand slightly, before putting his hand back on the wall. “we got it, if ya go messin’ with me, I could fall an Mike could get hurt.” Foxy frowns.

“I’m not going to let you fall on Mike.” Bonnie says.

“m’fine.” Foxy says.

“we’re fine Bonnie, just step back and let me get him to the couch.” Mike says. Bonnie steps out of the way and lets Mike lead Foxy to the couch. he carefully sits Foxy on the couch. “where’s the other two?” Mike asks.

“outside. soaking up the sun, playing in that pool you got.” Bonnie says. it was a cheap $50 above ground pool Mike got on sale, the box had been torn open and the pump had been missing, but he’d managed to scrounge one up. the band had been enjoying it after their swap. “I was actually coming to see if Foxy wanted to give it a shot, might help him get used to walking.” Bonnie says.

“m’good. no thanks.” Foxy mutters.

“why don’t you go have fun with them? Foxy doesn’t need to be sitting in the sun like that, he needs a chance to adjust to his body,” Mike frowns. Bonnie rolls his eyes. Mike hadn’t let any of them do anything for the first 24 hours after they got their new bodies.

“right right. fine, we’ll be outside, if you guys want to join us.” Bonnie says, rolling his eyes. he heads outside. Mike plops onto the couch next to him.

“so, everything still feel weird?” Mike asks.

“yeah, gonna take a while t’ get used t’ this. feeling, seeing, walking. s’gonna be a while.” Foxy says. Mike nods at him. Foxy settles himself into the corner of the couch, looking tired. Mike chuckles at him, turning the TV on.

“why don’t you take a nap?” Mike chuckles.

“don’ need a nap. walkin’ jus’ takes a lot o’ energy.” Foxy mumbles.

“power nap.” Mike chuckles. Foxy rolls his eyes, before letting them fall closed.

“I guess.” he mutters. Mike leans against him some, watching the TV. he didn’t have anything to do, he could stay here the rest of the day.

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with help from his friends, Foxy manages to get himself up and walking by the time the restaurant has its grand reopening. he doesn’t know if he should be part of the celebration, despite his friends, and boyfriends words.

“welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the new, and improved, Freddy Fazbears Pizza!” Mike grins. he’s on the show stage with the band behind him. they’re spread across the stage, though Foxy is doing his best to practically hide behind Mike. “my name is Mike Schmidt. I’m the new owner of Freddy Fazbears and I have one goal in mind, family fun!” Mike grins. it was a practiced speech the other four had helped him with for days. “new safety measures have been added, such as our new and improved, Fazbear gang!” Mike grins stepping out of the way and letting the androids behind him wave at the crowd. “Freddy and his friends have had a rough past so we scraped those old machines and invest into AI Androids. these Androids are specially equipped to not only hang out on stage and make sure your kids have fun, but also keep them safe. would you like to introduce yourselves?” Mike asks. he offers the mic to Freddy.

“I’m Freddy Fazbear and, no matter what Mike says, I’m proud to welcome you to my restaurant. your children have the freedom to run around and play games while parents sit and relax. Freddy Fazbears has never been safer. we put the children first no matter what they need. if you’ll notice, the brand new safety measures we’ve included such as, our new guards at the front door. no one comes in without a kid and each child, along with their parents, have been stamped with a special Freddy Fazbear stamp, marking and identifying which adult each child came with. our special blacklight stamps ensure the safety of each child once they enter the pizzeria. stamps are given when you come in and checked when you leave.” Freddy says. he passed the mic to Bonnie.

“I’m Bonnie the Bunny! and gosh is it great to see a big turn out today! like Freddy said your kid have never been safer at Freddys Fazbears. those old animatronic weren’t safe and lets face it, they smelled. not only are we safer, but we are built with an AI core system that allows us to grow and learn. we are specially programmed to care for any type of child. those old animatronics didn’t do much, but we do! no only do we rock out in the band, but we’re also specially equipped to handle children with disabilities. no child will go unhappy or even simply overlooked at Freddys.” Bonnie grins. he passed the mic to Chica.

“while safety is a big thing, we can all agree the the pizza really lacked, but not anymore. I’m Chica the Chicken and I’ve got some amazing new recipes for you all! pizza, cupcakes, cookies, we’ve got it all and they taste delicious! so make sure you check out all of our new goodies and kiddos, feel free to pop over to our new ice cream bar! every kid who attends a birthday party will be given a coupon for free ice cream! they can get three scoops and top with whatever they like! these coupons will also be available for purchase if you’d like them, but today is a party so make sure you get your free ice cream before you have your fun!” Chica giggles. she offers the mic to Foxy, who despite not wanting to, takes it.

“m’Foxy. food, programmin’, and safety are all important, but at Freddy Fazbears we do understand that accidents happen. kids will be kids, an sometimes kids trip or fall. accidents happen, so each o’ us is equipped with specialty first aid knowledge. if yer kid trips and falls, we can patch up a knee or, should it come t’ a parents worst nightmare and a child chokes on their food in their excitement, we’ve been programmed with CPR and the heimlich maneuver. some kids are easier t’ break than others, it happens. we have extensive first aid knowledge. yer childrens safety is a big factor at Freddy’s and thin’s that have happened in the past won’ happen again. make sure ya check out the allergy warnin’s at the bottom of our new menus t’ make sure yer lil ones will be safe.” Foxy says. “and don’ worry, I know all this sounds borin’ t’ ya lil ones, but m’sure yer gonna be happy with our new arcade. make sure ya check it out, each game gives tickets, the more tickets ye get, the better yer prize.” Foxy adds. he passed the mic back to Mike. he’d practiced his speech probably as much as Mike had, but he still didn’t like the way it came out.

“as you see, my friends are ready for you to come celebrate with us at Freddys. with Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy your kids have never been safer. as Freddy said, stamps are checked at the doors. Bonnie is also correct. if your kid is in a wheelchair, or is Autistic, ADHD? don’t worry about it. Freddy’s is accepting of anyone. if you find something that doesn’t meet your childs special needs, please come to me or one of these guys. we’ll find a way to get it fixed as soon as we can. safety is important, like Foxy said. there's a first aid station with a full licensed nurse. all four Androids carry band aids and other basic first aid supplies at all times in case your child finds a way to get hurt, lets face it, kids find way adults haven’t even thought of.” Mike says. some of the adults chuckle. Mike smiles. “and kiddos, we know this is soooo boring to all of you, so each child will have unlimited access to all games, all day. keep your tickets and save up, or use what you can. we have an extensive collection of prizes for you guys. they’re not the cheap ones you’re used to either.” Mike says. he turns and Bonnie tosses Mike a Freddy plush. “these are high quality and aren’t gonna break if your little brother or sister pulls on them. not to mention, cute. I mean, look at this little guy.” Mike says, waving around the little bear plush. the kids in the audience cheer. Mike tosses the toy into the crowd.

“Mike, these kids wanna have some fun!” Chica says. Mike laughs and nods.

“alright, alright. so, without further ado, welcome to Freddy Fazbears! the magical place for kids and grownups alike. we hope you enjoy your stay and thanks for coming to celebrate!” Mike grins. he jumps off the stage and chuckles to himself.

“alright guys, what do you say we start this party off the right way?” Freddy asks. Foxy quickly escapes off the stage following Mike. Bonnie strums his guitar loudly and grins.

“of course! lets do this!” Bonnie grins. Mike chuckles to himself heading out of the main crowd. he feels a hand on the back of his shirt, but it doesn’t try to stop him, so he knows its just Foxy, refusing to be lost in the crowd. Mike shakes his head and leads the way to his office. he steps into the office and turns, letting Foxy follows him in.

“you could go out there and have fun Foxy.” Mike murmurs. Foxy blinks at him and Mike laughs. “okay okay. you don’t have to go out there.” Mike assures.

“I don’ know how t’ play with kids anymore.” Foxy mutters.

“I know. but we both know you didn’t forget anything. you don’t have to be afraid. its okay.” Mike assures.

“s’not! what if I hurt someone loike I hurt ye?” Foxy asks.

“you won’t.” Mike assures.

“I can’.” Foxy says. Mike grabs his face gently, pulling his face down.

“hey, look at me.” Mike murmurs. Foxy watches him hesitantly. worried yellow eyes staring into loving blue/green eyes. Mike smiles at him. “I’m not gonna make you go out there. I will never, ever, make you go out there if you don’t want to.” Mike assures gently. he kisses the taller on his cheek gently, before walking away. Foxy grabs his arm and yanks him back to him, hugging him tightly. Mike hugs him gently, letting the taller bury his face in his neck.

“m’sorry.’ Foxy mutters. Mike looks confusded.

“sorry for what Foxy?” Mike asks.

“not bein’ loike the others.” he murmurs. “I don’ loike the attention an m’not good with people.” Foxy adds. Mike shakes his head.

“Foxy, love look at me.” Mike murmurs. Foxy pulls his head back to look at him, confused. “I don’t care if you want attention from other people, you don’t mind attention from me and that's okay. I don’t care if you’re shy. I don’t care if you decide you’re never ready to go back out there. its okay. you’re not property. you’re not a machine. you’re alive, sentient. you have your own thoughts and feelings and I’m never gonna let anyone take that from you again. maybe 20 years ago, you could’ve just jumped right back out there, but you’ve been changed. you were abandoned and forgotten and abused. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you again.” Mike murmurs. Foxy watches him a moment, then looks away. his face is red and Mike chuckles softly stepping back. “you can hide out here Foxy, if you want to. you don’t have to be a performer. you don’t have to do what you don’t want. you’re free now.” Mike murmurs. Foxy blinks and looks at Mike. he grabs Mike and kisses him, before stepping away quickly

“thank ye.” Foxy mumbles softly. Mike smiles at him.

“I’m going back out there, okay? are you coming with me?” Mike asks. Foxy fiddles with his fingers, then nods a little.

“okay.” Foxy murmurs. Mike smiles at him.

“you got this Foxy. you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” Mike murmurs. Foxy nods and lets Mike lead him out of the office.

Mike leads him to the edge of the party, looking around with a smile on his face. Bonnie and Freddy are on the stage, singing and dancing around in a way they never could have in their old bodies. Chica is running around giving cupcakes and ice cream to kids. Mike notices Foxy bite back a small smile.

“hey.” Mike murmurs. Foxy looks over. “you don’t have to hide your smile. if you want to smile, do it.” Mike assures. Foxy flushes slightly, looking away.

“me smile be stupid.” Foxy mumbles. “s’all stupid lookin’.” Foxy adds.

“I think its cute.” Mike murmurs. “its one of my favorite parts about you. when you smile you’re care free and its cute.” Mike explains. Foxy flushes a darker red, shooting Mike a hesitant but crooked grin. Mike smiles at him. “see. its cute.” Mike murmurs.

“yer stupid.” Foxy mutters. Mike laughs a little, quickly stepping back as a kid comes running over. the smile on Foxys face immediately becomes uneasy.

“you’re a pirate right?” the boy asks. Foxy nods slightly. “do you have a sword?” he asks.

“uh, well, no I don’.” Foxy says.

“not yet.” Mike smiles. “but Foxy is gonna have one next time you see him, okay?” Mike asks. the kid grins, pulling a toy wooden sword from his belt.

“here! you can use mine until you get one!” he grins. Foxy swallows and crouches down.

“are ye sure?” Foxy asks. the boy nods.

“I got another!” he promises. Foxy puts his hand out, hesitantly. the boy gives it to him, grinning.

“thank ye.’ Foxy murmurs, clutching it gently.

“Pirates are my favorite! my daddy is in the Navy! he’s like a military Pirate!” the boy grins. he looks behind him. “bye! I gotta go!” the boy giggles, running off. Foxy stays staring at the spot on the floor where the boy was.

“well hey there Mikey, y’ havin’ fun at Freddy’s?”

“yeah! Pirates are my favorite! my dad is in the Navy!”

Foxy stands slowly.

“Foxy, you okay?” Mike asks, worriedly.

“h-he…” Foxy trails. Foxy swallows hard and looks at Mike. “h-he said, he, he sa-said… the same words t’ me, ye did… before I…” Foxy trails again. theirs a loud whirr coming from his body and Mike frowns, grabbing hold of his arm.

“easy, easy, come on. it was an accident. I’m okay.” Mike says. he leads Foxy to a chair nearby, catching Chicas attention. she rushes over quickly.

“Mike, what's going on?” Chica ask. Mike looks just as concerned as her and Foxy is all but trembling in the chair next to him.

“Foxy is having a panic attack.” Mike says.

“a panic attack?” Chica asks, eye brows shooting up quickly.

“he’s okay.” Mike assures, kneeling beside Foxy. “hey, hey. its alright. its okay.” Mike soothes. he turns hearing foot steps behind him. its not surprising to see Bonnie jogging over to them.

“whats going on.” Bonnie demands.

“Foxys having a panic attack.” Chica says.

“Foxy what happened?” Bonnie asks. Foxy doesn’t answer, staring at the floor. his arms are wrapped so tightly around himself that Bonnie is surprised he’s not denting his body. Bonnie grabs Mike and pulls him away. “what the hell happened?” Bonnie hisses.

“he… a kid said almost the exact same words I said to Foxy as a kid…. right before a kid pushed him over and he bit me.” Mike murmurs. he glances over at Foxy. “h-he just… shut down.” Mike adds.

“okay, come on, we need to get him out of here.” Bonnie mutters. he walks over to Foxy. “come on.” Bonnie mutters, grabbing him carefully. Foxy tenses, silently reminding himself there’s children around. he lets Bonnie get him up out of the chair and leads him off towards the break room. Mike and Chica are following behind quickly.

its only once they’re out of view of the customers, that Bonnie scoops Foxy up and carries him off.

Bonnie sets Foxy down in the break room, in a chair carefully.

“Foxy its okay.” Bonnie mutters. Foxy doesn’t break his blank stare at the floor. Mike walks over quickly, moving Bonnie out of the way. he crouches in front of Foxy.

“hey, why don’t you just stay here for a bit okay?” Mike asks. Foxy just stares. Mike nods slightly, standing up. “okay.” Mike says. Foxy moves faster than Mike can see, grabbing his wrist forcefully. Mike pauses and looks down, before nodding. “okay. you guys go out there, if you have any problems, come find me. I’m gonna stay with him.” Mike says, crouching back down. Foxy is still shaking on the chair, holding onto Mikes arm. it hurts but Mike doesn’t stop him.

‘“if you need to leave with him early that's okay.” Bonnie says.

“no. I’m not leaving you guys to run this show. if you need me come get me. for now, Foxy needs me more.’ Mike says, firmly. Bonnie nods at him and turns, grabbing Chicas arm.

“shout if you need us.” Bonnie says.

“we won’t we’ll be fine.” Mike assures. Bonnie nods and leads her out. Mike crouches back down in front of Foxy. “hey. I’m okay.” Mike murmurs, grabbing Foxys free hand. he places it gently over his heart. “I’m alive. are you okay?” Mike asks. Foxys digs his fingers gently into the flesh of Mikes chest. “Foxy?” Mike asks, tilting his head to try and meet Foxys gaze. the Pirate closes his eyes. he doesn’t want Mike to see the fear in his eyes.the tears brimming at the thought of what he’d done. “hey, are you okay?” Mike asks. Foxy sits up some and yanks Mike into his lap, holding him tightly, curling around the man the best he can. Mike lets him, shocked. “Foxy, love? hey, you okay? its alright. its okay.” Mike murmurs, against his chest gently.

“m’sorry.” Foxy chokes.

“it wasn’t your fault. none of this is your fault. Foxy you bent down to ask me a question. a kid climbed on the stage behind you. he tripped, he pushed you. you fell. you were trying to apologize. you didn’t mean to.” Mike murmurs. “it was an accident. I told you, I don’t blame you. I never did. accidents happen.” Mike soothes.

“I was a big machine… ye were jus’ a kid.’ Foxy manages, holding tighter. “I almost killed ye.” Foxy chokes. Mike shakes his head.

“its okay. things happen, remember? kids get hurt. accidents, they happen. I’ve never blamed you. I’ll never blame you.” Mike assures. “you need to relax, breathe a little, okay?” Mike asks.

“I…” Foxy tries.

“shhh.” Mike soothes, hugging him. he lets the bigger hold him. “that wasn’t you. those… those kids… those souls. it wasn’t your fault. you’re free Foxy,you don’t have to worry about being controlled anymore. it wasn’t you. you were never that big machine. you were trapped. you don’t have to think its your fault anymore.” Mike assures. Foxy holds tighter, going silent. Mike lets him, staying as still and quiet as he can.

they stay like that five or ten minutes, before Foxy slowly loosens his hold. he lets Mike go and Mike kneels back down.

“do you want to go home?” Mike ask.

“m’okay.” Foxy mutters, getting up, slowly.

“you don’t always have to be okay.” Mike assures gently.

“m’alright.” Foxy says.

“you sure you want to go back out there?” Mike asks. Foxy nods slightly, reaching for Mikes hand hesitantly. Mike takes his hand, smiling. “alright, c’mon.” Mike murmurs. “and if you want to leave, we can, okay? its gonna be okay.” Mike soothes. he squeezes Foxys hand gently and pulls him out onto the main floor. Foxy lets go of Mikes hand, nervously. “just relax Foxy. you’re okay.” Mike assures gently. Foxy nods slightly.

“hey, glad you came back out.” Chica smiles at him as she passes. she got kids holding onto her hands and pulling her around. Bonnie and Freddy don’t look much different. both laughing and covered in kids.

“doesn’t that look fun?” Mike asks, looking over at Foxy.

“what If I hurt someone?” Foxy asks. Mike shakes his head.

“you won’t. no sharp teeth or points or corners. your smooth and safe.” Mike assures. “look at those three out there, do they look like they’ve hurt anyone?” Mike asks, looking around the room. Foxy glances around and shakes his head.

“no.” Foxy mumbles.

“you’ve got to try and relax.” Mike soothes softly. Foxy nods. “okay if you don’t want to play with kids, but try to have fun okay? we’re gonna be spending a lot of time here again, okay?” Mike asks. Foxy nods and hesitantly takes a step forward. “you can do it.” Mike assures gently.

“right. I can do it.” Foxy mumbles to himself.

“just be yourself.” Mike murmurs.

“I can’... m’broken.” Foxy says, taking a half step back.

“no you aren’t. you’re not broken.” Mike assures. “you’re perfect. be you. those kids are gonna love you.” Mike adds. Foxy swallows hard. “you’re not broken. you can do this.” Mike murmurs. Foxy stares at the kids, nervously. “c’mon Foxy say it. you’re the Captain, you’re not afraid of anything. I need you to say it, you’re not broken, you can do this.” Mike says.

“I am broken.” Foxy mutters. Mike scoffs.

“no you’re not. come on, say ‘I’m not Broken, I can do this’.” Mike says. Foxy sighs.

“m’not broken. I can do this.” Foxy mumbles.

“say it again.” Mike murmurs.

“m’not broken, I can do this.” Foxy says, glaring at Mike.

“thats the spirit.” Mike grins, gently pushing him forwards. Foxy sighs lets him. “those kids are gonna love you.” Mike reminds him. Foxy nods slightly and hesitantly wonders off. Mike keeps his eyes on Foxy, the man is an anxious mess but Mike is sure once he gets out there with the kids, he’ll relax a little.

he pauses when Bonnie wonders over to him, but his eyes never come off Foxy.

“so, how’s it going?” Bonnie asks, glancing at Foxy. the man is awkwardly standing off to the side, watching children go by.

“well, I got him to go out there, but he’s been standing in that spot for five minutes now.” Mike mutters. he frowns, watching Foxy with sad eyes. “I thought maybe this would help him, but he’s so afraid of hurting the kids, he won’t play.” Mike murmurs. his shoulders sag a little. “I didn’t mean to push him so hard. he’s not ready for this. 40 years he’s been locked away on Pirate Cove alone. no kids. no music. no lights. I just threw him out there.” Mike adds. Bonnie glances over at Mike.

“he’ll be okay. Foxy always bounces back.” Bonnie assures.

“look at him. he’s terrified. look at his tail, he’s trembling.” Mike says, motioning to Foxy. Bonnie glances over at Foxy, sure enough Mikes right. the tip of his tail is vibrating violently, no matter how casually he tries to stand there. “he’s…. he’s terrified. I”m gonna take him back to my office and let him hide out there.” Mike says. Bonnie grabs his arm, watching Foxy. Mike glances at him.

“now hold on a second. we might have some progress here.” Bonnie says. Mike glances back over to Foxy. the man is knelt down, two kids in front him, nodding his head slightly. Mike can see him say something, before giving the kids a hesitant half smiles. he stands up and lets the kids take his hands, dragging him off.

“that could be good.” Mike murmurs. “help me keep an eye on him, please?” Mike asks. Bonnie nods.

“Foxy’s my little brother. I always have my eyes on him.” Bonnie assures. he breaks out in a grin when a kid runs up to him.

“hi Bonnie! can I see your guitar?” he grins.

“absolutely! come on!” Bonnie grins, taking the boys hand. Mike smiles at him, before turning back to Foxy. he’s awkwardly tossing a ball around with some kids and Mike chuckles.

Mike chuckles as he watches the party, the Androids are having just as much fun as the kids are. he laughs, jumping back out of the way when several kids come running past, holding tightly to Foxys hands.

“ye better run! Freddy’s it!” Foxy laughs, letting the kids pull him. he could run much faster with out the kids pulling on him and Mike knows it, but he lets them pull him.

“thats right, you kids can’t keep Foxy safe forever! I’m gonna tag him!” Freddy laughs, jogging up behind them. he could run much faster too, but he seems to be having fun, pretending. Mike chuckles softly, looking over when Bonnie comes over. “you were right.” Mike murmurs.

“no, you were right. the kids, they love him. he’s one big kid.” Bonnie chuckles. Mike chuckles softly.

“and just what are you doing if they’re playing tag?” Mike asks.

“I am playing hide and seek with a little girl named Lilly. she’s hiding under that table over there, but she doesn’t think I see her.” Bonnie grins. Mike chuckles.

“go play.” he smiles. Bonnie winks at him, wondering off.

its getting later and Mike lost track of Foxy about 30 minutes ago. parents are starting to pack up and leave, but several are having difficulty finding their kids. Mike has assured them, no kids can get out, but he’s starting to wonder if he’s wrong. glancing around, he notices the band is missing as well. a feeling of dread sinks in.

he’s systematically checking around the restaurant, when he finds Bonnie leaned against a doorway, staring into a room.

“Bonnie, hey have you-” Mike starts.

“shhh.” Bonnie says. he turns towards Mike nodding into the room. Mike frowns, walking over. he pokes his head into the room and pauses. its the old Pirates Cove, not yet finished with the remodeling, its not supposed to be opened to customers, so he’s surprised to see it occupied.

Foxy is sitting in the middle of a circle, a little girl sitting in his lap happily, Freddy and Chica are sitting around, also holding kids. there’s probably seven or eight other kids in the room as well, sitting around the Pirate. he’s animatedly telling one of his old Pirate stories, but he’s careful when he finds his arms out. he doesn’t even come close to hitting a kid, though his hand does come a bit too close to Freddys face. his tail is swishing back and forth across the floor. Mike cracks a smile, watching the scene.

“I gotta tell you Mike.” Bonnie says. Mike glances over. “I, uh, I’ve never… I’ve never seen him so happy. look at him out there. he’s the life of the party. the kids… they love him. so much. look at him. he’s… loving this.” Bonnie murmurs. Mike nods, turning back to Foxy.

“I know. it makes me happy, you’re all happy here now.” Mike says.

“Mike?” Bonnie asks. Mike looks over at him.

“I wanna thank you. we… were damaged. those kids, what they went through. their anger… it took over us. we couldn’t stop them, but you did. they were just some kids who lost their way, but you saved them. you set them free. you set us free…. I just wanted to thank you.” Bonnie says, glancing at Mike. “they tried to kill you, but you refused to let them suffer like that.” Bonnie murmurs. Mike looks at Bonnie.

“you don’t have to thank me. you’re my friends.” Mike assures. he shakes his head off. “and I hate to break up the party, but, its late, parents are looking for their kids.” Mike says.

‘right.” Bonnie chuckles. he whistles loudly, catching everyones attention. everyone looks over at them.

“hey kiddos, I know you guys are having fun, but its time for Freddy’s to close for the night.” Mike says. the kids, and the androids, let out disappointed groans and moans. a couple kids even whine. “I know, but Freddy’s will be open again tomorrow, I’m sure Foxy will love to tell you more stories then.” Mike assures. the kids cheer, scrambling off to their parents. he turns to watch them go, turning to watch them run to their parents.

he heads to the front and locks the doors. when he comes back the androids are all grinning. Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica are all excitedly talking at the same time. Foxys just watching them.

“hell yeah! that was amazing!” Chica grins.

“Freddy’s has never been this popular.” Freddy says.

“it was so much fun! did you see all those kids?” Bonnie grins. he turns to Foxy. “and lets not forget the star of the show! Foxy! you were great!” Bonnie grins. Freddy nods immediately.

“those kids love you.” Freddy grins.

“they love your stories too!” Chica grins. Foxy flushes a little, smiling at them.

“yeah, was pretty fun.” Foxy murmurs. Bonnie claps him on the back, yanking him to his side in a one armed hug.

“I’ve never seen you so happy.” Bonnie laughs.

“alright. alright. you guys look like you’ve had fun.” Mike chuckles. they all turn to him.

“and we did it because of you!” Chica squeals. she runs over and hugs him. “Mike you did this!” Chica grins.

“ah! Chica, still human. you’re squishing me.” Mike laughs.

“get over it.” Chica grins. Freddy chuckles and walks over, pulling Chica off Mike. he gently slaps the bill of Mikes hat down over his face.

“we owe it to you Mike. Freddy’s is a happy place for kids and grown ups alike, once more.” Freddy says. Mike laughs, adjusting his hate, so he can see it again.

“you guys were great. you look like you all had fun. I have one thing to say however.” Mike says. the four look at him confused. Mike chuckles. “please do not pick the kids up and toss them into the air, Freddy.” Mike laughs, looking at him. Freddy shrugs.

“I didn’t drop her and she thought it was fun.” Freddy grins. Mike laughs a little.

“okay. Freddy’s will open at 10 AM tomorrow. lets clean up, lock up for the night, and go home.’ Mike says. three of the four pause and Mike looks confused.

“well, actually…” Bonnie starts.

“is something wrong?” Mike asks.

“we uh, we were hoping we could stay.” Chica says.

“what?” Mike asks, confused.

“here in the Pizzeria.” Freddy says. “not that we don’t enjoy living with you we do. we still want to be allowed over, but. this has been our home for years.” Freddy says. Mike nods a little, looking around.

“okay, you guys wanna stay here, we’ll get rooms built. you can stay with me until your rooms are done, then you can stay here. don’t ever think you can’t come back to my place though.” Mike says. he looks at Foxy. “do you want a room here?” Mike asks. the others look at Foxy. the man licks his bottom lip, looking at the other three, before shaking his head.

“Freddy’s hasn’ been home t’ me in a long time.” Foxy murmurs.

“hey but you’ll still come back and see us right?” Bonnie asks. Foxy looks confused.

“huh?” Foxy asks.

“yeah! I know you have more stories to tell.” Chica grins. Freddy shakes his head a smiling a little.

“you’re always welcome here. we’re family, but we’re not angry if you don’t see this place as your home Foxy. if Mike is your home, then so be it, but you have to come back to us so we can make sure you’re okay.” Freddy says. Foxy shoots him a half smiles and nods.

“alright.” Foxy mumbles. Bonnie grabs him in a head lock and noogies him hard. “hey!” Foxy laughs, trying to push away.

“can’t let the little brother wonder too far.” Bonnie grins. Mike smiles, watching them.

“come on guys, we’ve got a lot of clean up to get this place ready for tomorrow.” Mike says.

“right, come on. Chica you grab a broom, Bonnie a mop. I’ll start gathering trash. Foxy you grab a rag and clean up the tables. lets get this place ready.” Freddy says. the three head out quickly. Mike chuckles watching them go. he turns back to Foxy when he walks closer.

“hey, you okay?” Mike asks. Foxy watches him a moment, before hugging him tightly. Mike smiles at him, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist.

“thank ye.” Foxy mumbles. Mike smiles into the fabric of his shirt, nuzzling his face into Foxy’s chest.

“of course.” Mike smiles. “c’mon big guy, lets go.” Mike murmurs, pulling back some. Foxy grabs him and pulls him back to his chest, kissing his head, before tilting Mikes back to kiss him.

“I mean it. I didn’ think I could do this. ye proved me wrong.” Foxy mumbles. Mike smiles at him and chuckles.

“no, you proved yourself wrong. I knew you could do it.” Mike assures.

“hey you two gonna stand in here all night or you wanna help us clean?” Chica teases. Mike snorts and steps back.

“we’re coming Chica.” Mike assures. Foxy follows him out. he could do this. he didn’t have to, he wanted to and he was glad to be back.

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Mike groans lowly. its too late to be doing this in the office, the others could hear, but he doesn’t really seem to care. the hand in his hair tightens, pulling slightly, making him groan. they’re still clothed, but Foxy is making it clear he wishes they weren’t. the hand not in his hair has a grip on his left thigh, holding it tightly, pressing Mikes hiked leg against Foxy’s hip. Foxy loves making use of his new hand, even if its just on Mike. Mike has his hands in Foxys hair, with the taller mauling his neck, its just about the only thing he has the strength to get to. one of his picture frames falls off the wall when Foxy lifts him up against the wall. Mike kicks his other leg up, wrapping it around the others waist. Foxy smirks into his next taking a half step closer to press against Mike as much as he can.

“fuck. why do you get like this in my office?” Mike groans, dropping his head back..

“cause, s’fun.” Foxy growls into his neck. he fists his hand in Mikes hair, yanking his head back carefully, but the groan Mike gives, makes him chuckle Mikes face is a bright red. he’d had a few partners, but, he can’t ever remember being that turned on by having his hair pulled. he certainly can’t deny the way his body had reacted, his back arching up off the wall, bucking against his partner when he pulls his hair again, harder.

“shit!” Mike hisses softly. “knock it off, you’re gonna get us caught.” MIke grumbles.

“and?” Foxy murmurs. now that Mike had hold of his waist with his legs, Foxy can move his hand. he does so happily gripping MIkes hip. the shorter looks a right mess, flushing and squirming under him. his shirt is hiked up some and his hair is a mess, his usual Fazbear security hat is tossed aside. not that Foxy looks too much better. his hair is just as messy as Mikes, especially since the shorter has both his hands in it, and his own shirt is bunched up in a way their stomachs are touching.

“uh, should I come back later?” Bonnie asks. Foxys eyes widen. a horrified look comes across his face as it turns just as red as his hair, nails digging into Mikes skin.

“Bonnie! get the fuck out!” Mike shouts. he reaches blindly for anything next to him and throws it at the door. Bonnie yelps and slams the door shut.

“SORRY!” Bonnie cries, running off down the hall. Foxys ears immediately press against his head, swallowing hard. he slowly meets Mikes eyes. the man is staring back at him with wide eyes, before his body starts shaking and laughter bubbles out of his mouth. Foxy watches him confused.

“I told you, we were gonna get caught!” Mike laughs. Foxy chuckle hesitantly.

“sorry.” he mutters.

“its okay, put me down. come on.” Mike laughs. Foxy carefully drops him to his feet. “you alright?” Mike asks, looking at him. he frowns. Foxys pulling back into his shell, flushing nervously. Mike looks confused. “hey, Foxy, you okay?” Mike asks.

“I jus’... m’sorry…” Foxy mumbles. Mike looks more confused. he steops and spins Foxy to face him.

“sorry? Foxy, for you what?” Mike ask. Foxy meets his eye hesitantly, then looks away. Mike shakes his head. “hey, love, look at me.” Mike murmurs. Foxy turns his head away slightly and Mike seems to understand. “hey you don’t have anything to be sorry for. don’t shut down please. I know you’re embarrassed, but hey, don’t. its okay. it was just Bonnie. they know.” Mike assures.

“ye told me t’ stop. we were gonna get caught.” Foxy mumbles.

“and?” Mike snorts. he rolls his eyes. “so we got caught making out like a couple of teenagers, oh well. could’ve been worse.” Mike says.

“don’ see how.” Foxy grumbles. Mike snorts.

“we still had our pants on.” MIke says. Foxy perks up slightly, face going redder.

“we-well, yeah.” he mutters.

“see? its alright. come on. I’m not taking a walk of shame. I don’t care if they know.” Mike shrugs.

“yer… yer okay? with’im catchin’ us?” Foxy asks, hesitantly. Mike nods, shrugging a little.

“well, yeah.” Mike shrugs. he takes Foxys hand gently. “I love you. I’m not worried about being caught. and what do you mean caught? we’re two adults. we can do what we want, when we want, within reason, okay?” Mike asks.

“but I mean-” Foxy tries.

“no buts. Foxy, there’s nothing to be upset about. sure you can be embarrassed, but just think. Bonnie is gonna be ten times more embarrassed.” Mike smiles.

“why would he be?” Foxy asks, hesitantly. Mike laughs softly.

“you didn’t see his face. I’m telling you.” Mike chuckles. “come on, lets go home.” Mike murmurs. he pulls Foxy out of his office, carefully locking up behind him. Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica were living in the restaurant now, no need for security, they kept the place safe.

Mike pulls him out to the main room, Bonnie won’t even meet their gaze, flushing red and fleeing the area. Mike chuckles.

“bye guys, we’ll see you tomorrow.” Mike waves.

“see ya!” Chica waves.

“bye guys.” Freddy waves at them, hopping off the stage.

the drive home is quiet and Mike doesn’t push it. he knows Foxy is embarrassed and just wants to give him time and space he needs.

Mike pulls him into the house, locking the door behind him.

“you okay?” Mike asks. Foxy nods slightly. “okay I’m gonna go get a shower, you had a busy day with those kids, why don’t you watch TV?” Mike asks. he heasd for the bedroom, but Foxy follows him, frowning. Mike glances at him. “you want a shower or something?” MIke asks. Foxy just frowns at him. “FOxy, hey, you’re freaking me out. what's up?” Mike asks.

“m’sorry.” Foxy says. Mike looks confused.

“for?” he asks, hesitantly.

“actin’ loike that.” Foxy says.

“what? embarrassed? Foxy I’m not worried about it.” Mike chuckles.

“I-I jus’ don’ want ya thinkin’ I be ashamed er nothin’.” Foxy mumbles. “jus’ a priavte person.” Foxy adds. Mike waves his worry off.

“don’t bother Foxy. I know you. I also know which buttons I can push and which ones I can’t. okay? I know you’re a little more shy than the others. I know you get embarrassed easily. its alright. I’m not upset and I’m not going to pick on you for it. okay? you’ve had a hard life. I don’t judge or hate you for anything you do. I may not know everything you’ve been through, but I’m always here if you ever want to tell me.” Mike assures. Foxy looks away.

“nah, ‘cause ye might hate the others.” Foxy says. Mike shakes his head.

“no. thats not my job to hate them. they were possessed by the restlest spirits of children murdered in the 80’s. whatever they did I don’t believe was them.” Mike assures.

“me either. thats why I fergive’em. but I won’ fill yer head with that.” Foxy frowns.

“look, my point is, I’m not worried about it Foxy. I’m happy with you and as long as you’re happy, then your fine. your quirks don’t piss me off, they’re cute and sometimes funny.” Mike assures. “now, I’m going to shower because Freddy got two kids to shove ice cream down the back of my shirt and its getting sticky.” Mike snorts, heading to the bathroom. “you’re welcome to join me, but you make me slip in the shower again and I’m gonna let Bonnie give you a wedgie.” Mike snorts.

“it was an accident.” Foxy huffs.

“you jumped out and scared me.” Mike huffs.

“an it was funny, when I realized ye were okay.” Foxy huffs. the panic attack he’d had when Mike had slipped, fell, and busted his head, however, had not been funny. Bonnie had to come in and help Mike off the bathroom floor, while Freddy had to drag Foxy out of the bathroom. Chica and Freddy had sent 20 minutes calming him down before Mike had walks out, wrapped in a towel and leaned against Bonnie, laughing.

“well, if I slip in the shower again, just remember to call Bonnie. they may be 20 minutes away, but I’m sure they can run that far to help.” Mike snorts.

“I won’ make ye fall again.” Foxy mutters. he plops onto the toilet lid, watching Mike strip down and hop into the shower. kicking the water on, Mikes quiet a moment.

“so.” Mike says. Foxy perks up, looking over at him.

“yeah?” Foxy asks.

“the Cove.” Mike says.

“what ‘bout it?” Foxy asks.

“well, its your place. even if it ended up a hell in the end. its yours.” Mike says.

“well, yeah. it is. I guess.” Foxy says.

“the renovations are almost done.” Mike says.

“and?” Foxy asks.

“how do you want to do it?” Mike asks. “I mean, we’ve torn the whole thing apart and put new floors in and a new staeg. your boats almost done. I still have to hire someone to painting the walls and if you don’t want the black and white tile I need to know now.” Mike rambles.

“Mikey, I don’ care what that place looks loike.” Foxy says.

“I know you don’t perform like the others, don’t get me wrong. but I still want you to have a place there. y’know? somewhere to tell your stories and play with kids. I want your opinon on it.” Mike says.

“it don’ matter what that place looks loike.” Foxy repeats. Mike huffs and pokes his head around the shower curtain.

“don’t give me that crap.” Mike mutters, rolling his eyes. “I don’t want to set it up the way it was before. I’m trying to keep you from having another panic attack. the others got to pick how the main room looks its your turn to design your space. so come on, I need ideas.” Mike says. Foxy frowns, watching Mike poke back into the shower. “so, you better think of some.” Mike adds.

“wh-why s’this important t’ ye?” Foxy asks.

“because I want you to feel safe. I want you to have a place there. Freddy’s needs to be a place you can be safe too.” Mike says. “so, do you know what you want on the wall?” Mike asks.

“well, if yer gonna paint it anyway.” Foxy mumbles.

“I am. what do yuo want?” Mike asks.

“the walls were so bland. I was an after thought.” Foxy mumbles.

“well you aren’t any more.” Mike says firmly.

“can we do an ocean?” Foxy asks.

“like under water view or above?” Mike asks.

“above.” Foxy mumbles.

“I like it. we can do the floor in a blue tile to represent the water.” Mike says, thoughtfully.

“actually…” Foxy trails. Mike pokes out to look at him, a smile on his face.

“yeah?” he asks.

“well… w-we could do it a sandy color. look loike beach sand as the floor. an the stage could be painted loike the water, so it looks loike me boat floats…” Foxy trails.

“okay, I can see the vision you’re going for. now what about the walls?” Mike asks.

“well, we could… make it look loike an island. loike we’re on an island. wit’ trees and coconuts.” Foxy suggests. Mike chuckles.

“of course Foxy, that sounds like a great idea.” Mike murmurs.

“are ye sure? it don’ sound stupid?” Foxy asks.

“nah, it sounds like a great idea. I love it.” Mike assures. “and what about that curtain?” Mike asks. Foxy snaps his head over to the shower curtain.

“whats wrong with me curtain?” Foxy frowns. Mike chuckles.

“nothing, nothing. I love the curtain. I’m just trying to decide if you want a new one or if that one should be dry cleaned.” Mike assures.

“I lioke that one.” Foxy says.

“okay, so we keep the curtain. its not a big deal.” Mike assures. he climbs out of the shower, grabbing his towel. he wraps it around his waist. Foxy watches him quietly. “I’ll send it out to get it cleaned.” Mike assures, drying his hair with a smaller towel. he glances over at Foxy, whose watching him. “you alright?” Mike asks. Foxy nods a little making Mike laughs. he leans down to the tallers face, waving his hand in front of it gently. “hello, Earth to Foxy. you’re staring.” Mike snorts. Foxy meets his eye, face bright red.

“sorry…” Foxy trails. Mike laughs a little, kissing his forehead, before walking out of the bathroom.

“I’m not complaining. I was just worried you short circuited.” Mike laughs. Foxy scoffs and gets up.

“ha ha, very funny.” Foxy huffs, following after him. “can’ help it yer jus’ pretty.” Foxy mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck. Mike flushes, freezing in his spot.

“y-you think I’m pretty?” Mike asks. Foxy shrugs a little.

“m’I not supposed t’?” Foxy asks, looking a little confused. Mike chuckles, turning to face him.

“you sure you’re not blind, love?” Mike asks. Foxy rolls his eyes.

“I seen a side o’ ye no one else has. yer jus’ ‘bout the prettiest thin’ I ever seen.” Foxy says. Mike laughs softly, shaking his head.

“maybe you are blind.” Mike snorts. he grabs a shirt out of his dresser, before Foxy turns him around. Mike looks up at him confused. “Foxy-” Mike starts. Foxy grabs him and kisses him, Mike lets him. he’s confused, but he’ll let him, even leaning into it a moment. Foxy pulls back.

“don’ be stupid.” Foxy mutters. Mike laughs, leaning against him.

“awww but its fun.” Mike teases. Foxy chuckles and shakes his head. “alright, let me get dressed.” Mike murmurs. “before you short circuit for real.” Mike teases.

“now wait jus’ a damn minute.” Foxy huffs. Mike dodges his grab, snatching a pair of boxers. “get back here.’ Foxy says. Mike laughs, slipping his boxers on as he ducks Foxy grabbing for him again.

“don’t you know anything about me?” Mike asks. Foxy pauses confused, watching Mike toss his towel aside. “I’m not gonna let you get me that easy. never have, never will.’ MIke laughs, running out of the room. Foxy stares after him a moment.

“oh, ha ha! get back here!” Foxy shouts, running after him. “yer not built t’ run forever Mike!” Foxy laughs, chasing him through the living room.

“nope! but I know we both know I’m more nimble!” Mike laughs, running through the kitchen. he runs through the dinning room, leaving the table between him and Foxy.

“there’s jus’ one thin’ ye forgot.” Foxy smirks.

“whats that?” Mike teases.

“me new body actually works!” Foxy laughs, vaulting himself over the table.

“shit!” Mike yelps. he tries to run, but Foxys arms are around his waist before he can move.

“ye can’ run from me.” Foxy laughs. “not any more.” he snorts. Mike laughs, leaning back against him.

“okay okay! you win, my phones ringing.” Mike laughs.

“I don’ hear it.” Foxy smirks.

“damn nothing gets past you huh?” Mike asks.

“not anymore.” Foxy grins. Mike laughs again.

“okay. you win. for real. let me get some dinner. we’ll sit down and watch something for a little bit, then we can head to bed.” Mike says. Foxy nods, easily letting him go.

“don’ run from me.” Foxy smirks.

“you won’t catch me next time, okay?” Mike teases, heading for the kitchen.

Foxy chuckles softly and follows after him.

“whatever ye say.” Foxy teases. he hops up onto the counter to watch Mike make himself a sandwich.

“do you want to try?” Mike asks. Foxy frowns, pulling back. “oh come on, you guys can eat.” Mike says.

“but I don’ need t’ what's the point?” Foxy asks. Mike shrugs.

“you’re right I guess.” Mike says, taking a bite of his sandwich. “c’mon, lets go turn on a show.” Mike murmurs. Foxy hops down and follows him to the living room. “we’ll have to get some good sleep, we’re spending the night at Freddy’s tomorrow, I gotta show the new night guard around.” Mike murmurs. Foxy scoffs.

“fine, but we’re not stayin’.” Foxy grumbles.

“no, but we’ll be there pretty much all day and we won’t leave until midnight, or later.” Mike says, settling on the couch.

“whatever as long as we leave.’ Foxy mumbles. Mike chuckles softly.

“we will, onto pick a show.” Mike murmurs, handing him the remote. FOxy takes it happily. he doesn’t care what they watch but he’ll turn something on just for the noise.

“another long day a Freddy’s.” Foxy mumbles.

“nothing new for us.” Mike smiles. Foxy nods and cuddles him. he’s not excited for a long night at Freddy’s, but it wouldn’t be bad with Mike at his side.

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Mike walks in with Foxy, looking around.

“hey Mike! hey Foxy!” Chica chirps, running over to them.

“hey Chica.” Mike waves.

“oh wow, you guys should really be careful.” Chica laughs, walking up to Mike. Chica adjusts his collar gently.

“careful?” Mike asks.

“if you’re gonna wear something other than your manager shirt, you might want to consider investing in some foundation to cover the hickies Foxy left all over your neck.” Chica says. Mike flushes darkly, hands flying up to his neck. he turns to stare at Foxy, whose staring at a nearby wall.

“fucking nice. thanks Foxy.” Mike huffs.

“sorry.” Foxy mutters, but he’s biting back a smirk.

“anyway,” Chica says. “is this one of the new shirt designs?” Chica asks. Mike nods looking down at himself. its a blue and white checkered t-shirt with Freddy on it. he looks straight out of a cartoon, Freddy is holding a slice of pizza grinning excitedly.

“yeah, Freddy’s will be stocked today. I’ve got yours and Bonnies coming in with the next order. they’ll be here tomorrow.” Mike says.

“and?” Chica asks.

“and the designs you chose are on them. promise. yours is checkered with pink and blue and it has you and your cupcake.” Mike assures. “and Bonnies is purple and white checkered. its got him and his guitar.” Mike adds. “Foxy still hasn’t picked a design he likes but I’m hoping to have those in by the time the Cove reopens.” Mike explains.

“Mike…. Mike are you okay?” Chica asks.

“yeah why?” Mike asks.

‘ye sound a little frantic…” Foxy frowns. Mike takes in a deep breath and heaves it out.

“right. sorry. the contractors woke me up early this morning they ordered the wrong paint and tiles for Foxys Cove and they’re sending them back. plus the dry cleaners is working on Foxys curtain but it won’t be done for at least another two weeks.” Mike mutters. “I’m feeling a little frantic.” Mike grumbles.

“s’always the Cove.” Foxy says. Mike shoots him an apologetic look.

“right I’m sorry. I’m gonna have it together.” Mike says. he shakes his head. “okay we have three birthday parties today, are we set up?” Mike asks. Chica nods immediately, leading him off. Mike waves at Foxy. Foxy snorts and watches him go. the man is busy before they open.

“we have uh, Ryan McCarlson turning 6 first thing this morning, Susan March turning 8 at 1PM, and finally we have Roxanne and Charlie Cobalt turning 9 at 3PM.” Chica says.

“right. McCarlson ordered the Bonnie cake special, do we have the cake and cupcakes ready?” Mike asks.

“right! the Bonnie cake with the cupcakes in the shape of his guitar is finished.” Chica says, leading him to he kitchen. she lets him check it out. “chocolate like they ordered though I have three vanilla cupcakes set aside with the nut free, egg free, and chocolate free recipe for the allergen part of the order.” Chica says.

“fantastic an the March cake?” Mike asks.

“we got a last minute change on that, but I think she’s gonna love it. she wanted me to begin with but then she changed to just Carl, my cupcake.” Chica says, showing him the enext cake. its just a large cupcake designed like Chicas. Mike laughs.

“looking good.” Mike says. he pauses. “wait, Carl? he has a name?” Mike asks. Chica nods.

“he wasn’t like us, he was just an animatronic if that's what your worried about.” Chica says. Mike nods.

“good.” he mumbles. “and what about the twin cakes?” Mike asks.

“well, one is done but, the other one is still in progress. they ordered the main band for Charlie, he’s gonna love it by the way, but for Roxanne, well, she wanted Foxy.” Chica says.

“whats wrong with that?” Mike asks, curious.

“well, he wasn’t exactly on the menu yet, because we didn’t have the red for him, but I managed to get some red dye for it and its almost done. its chilling in the freezer right now, needs a couple finishing touches like his eye patch and his eyes, but then her cake is done too, should be done in an maybe, 45?” Chica explains.

“fantastic Chica. you’re amazing as always. great job on those cakes, they’re beautiful. the kids are gonna love them.” Mike says. Chica nods, smiling at him.

“go check on Freddy, something was up with the speakers yesterday.” Chica says. Mike nods.

“on it. thanks Chica, you’re the best.” Mike says.

“don’t let Foxy hear you say that.” Chica laughs. Mike chuckles and heads for the stage.

“alright.” Mike says, jumping up onto the stage. “alright Freddy. lay it on me. Chica said something was wrong with the speakers.” Mike says. Freddy growls.

“all the damn cords for the speakers and the lights and one of the cords got pulled by a kid and now the speakers aren’t working on the left side of the stage.” Freddy mutters.

“don’t touch those. Mandy will fix it, I’ll call her right now okay?” Mike asks. Freddy grunts, looking up from the bundle of wires. “relax Freddy, we have an hour.” Mike soothes. he grabs his phone from his back pocket. “hey Mandy! my favorite stage hand, hey can you be here asap?” Mike asks.

”what the hell happened now?”

“kid pulled on some wires. half our speakers are down and we open in an hour.” Mike says.

”be there in 10, Boss.”

“thanks!” Mike grins, hanging up. he puts his phone up. “don’t touch those, Mandy will be here soon.” Mike says. Freddy grunts, getting up.

“fine.” Freddy mutters.

“wheres Bonnie?” Mike ask.

“in the back, restringing his guitar.” Freddy says, pointing behind him. MIke nods and heads for the back stage.

“Bonnie, hey you in here?” Mike asks.

“busy.” Bonnie mutters. Mike follows his voice and looks at him.

“you okay, you got it?” Mike asks. Bonnie nods.

“yup, just getting the last one in now.” Bonnie says. “then I just gotta tune it.” Bonnie adds. he pauses, staring at his guitar a moment before looking up at Mike. “have I thanked you for the real guitar?” Bonnie asks. Mike shakes his head a little.

“Bonnie, you don’t have to thank me for that. you worked your ass off for it.” Mike assures.

“thakns again.” Bonnie murmurs.

“no problem.” Mike smiles.

“you checked on Foxy?” Bonnie asks.

“I just came in with him, what's wrong with him?” Mike asks. Bonnie raises an eye brow.

“one of the new hires made a nasty comment about not seeing the point of bringing back Pirate Cove… that all Foxy ever did was bite a kid.” Bonnie frowns. Mike clenches his jaw.

“who?” Mike asks.

“uh, new kid.” Bonnie says.

“which one?” Mike demands.

“the blonde boy. with the earring.” Bonnie says. Mike turns around and storms off. Freddy watches Mike storm past him.

“Andy!” Mike shouts. a blond boy looks up from the table he’s setting up.

“what?” Andy asks.

“my office, now.” Mike orders. he can see the teen roll his eyes.

“c’mon Mr.Schmidt. I don’t have much time to get these tables set up.” Andy huffs.

“they would be done if you would come in on time, now, my office. Chica, finish those tables for me. the cake can wait.” Mike says.

“sure thing Mike.” Chica frowns. Mike leads the boy back to his office, pushing the door open. Foxy is sitting at his desk. the man jumps when Mike opens the door.

“not a word.” Mike says, motioning to Foxy. Foxy ducks his head down a little. Mike shuts his office door. “look kid, I can handle being late and I can handle snarky attitude. I can even hand you leaving every five minutes to go smoke weed, but I will not, absolutely will not stand for any abuse, verbal or otherwise, to the Androids. any of them.” Mike snaps.

“oh great.” Andy huffs, rolling his eyes. “what is this? I insult your little boyfriend and he cried to you?” Andy scoffs. Mike grabs the man by the collar of his shirt and yanks him close.

“insult him? insult him?” Mike snaps. “nah kid, you want to talk about that time Foxy bit a kid, lets talk about it.” Mike growls. he pulls the hat off his head.

“what are you-” Andy tries. Mike pulls his hair out of the way so he can see the scar.

“I was six and that kid pushed him off stage. he was trying to get off me it was an accident. so if you want to talk to someone about it, you talk to me, not Foxy. as a matter of fact, you don’t talk to him, at all, ever. or any of them. you’re fired.” Mike says. Andys jaw drops.

“what? seriously? I’m fired?” Andy asks.

“you’re fired.” Mike says firmly. “I have put my heart and soul into making this place a great place for kids. a safe place for kids and you just don’t fit the picture. so you can turn your uniform in tomorrow when you collect your last check. bye.” Mike says, opening the door to his office.

“this is bullshit!” Andy growls, storming out.

“Freddy, see to it he makes it out of the building after clearing out his locker. he’s done.” Mike calls.

“sure thing Mike.” Freddy says, climbing off stage. Mike turns back to Foxy, whose looking at his desk.

“ye didn’ have t’ do that.” Foxy mumbles.

“Foxy, please.” Mike says. Foxy goes quiet, looking up at him. Mike sighs. “okay, we’ve made too much progress for a shitty kid to ruin it Foxy.” Mike says. Foxy gets up, grabbing Mikes hat and bringing it over to him. Mike takes it from him. “I’m sorry you had to be part of that.” Mike murmurs. Foxy huffs, and kisses Mikes head.

“m’not worried about it.” Foxy murmurs. Mike chuckles and puts his hat back on.

“alright.” Mike murmurs, checking his watch. “fuck.” Mike mumbles.

“what?” Foxy asks.

“I haven’t seen Mandy yet and we open in ten minutes and the speakers don’t work.” Mike mutters.

“ye go check on Chica again, I’ll check wit’ Freddy. see if she been here.” Foxy murmurs. Mike nods.

“okay.” Mike murmurs. he heads out of the office to the kitchen.

Chica looks up from the cake she’s decorating.

“hey… uh, Bonnie said you had a tantrum.” Chica says. Mike heaves a sigh.

“that stupid kid we just hired. he made a nasty comment about when Foxy bit me as a kid.” Mike mutters. Chica winces.

“oh, so you got rid of him?” Chica asks.

“had to.” Mike mutters. “Foxy has made too much progress for some kid to ruin it all.” Mike mumbles. he shakes his head. “how the cake?” Mike asks.

“perfect! you know you can trust me.” Chica smirks, stepping away from it. Mike leans over and smiles.

“its perfect.” Mike chuckles.

“hey, Mandy got the speakers fixed.” Foxy says, poking his head into the kitchen

“great! thats great. fantastic.” Mike says, heading out of the kitchen, he pats Foxys cheek as he walks past. the man turns and follows him. “alright guys, show time!” Mike calls.

“we have a birthday party that should be coming in at any minute.” Mike warns.

“tables are set up and ready to go, boss.” Bonnie calls.

“speakers are ready too.” Freddy calls.

“cakes are done, boss.” Chica grins.

“we’re ready t’ go Mikey.” Foxy assures. Mike nods.

“oh! and I made sure the new Freddy shirts were stocked in the prize corner.” Chica says.

“fuck I forgot about those, thanks Chica.” Mike smiles. Chica nods.

“you panic too much Mike, you have to relax a little.” Chica murmurs.

“Freddy’s has had enough bad luck in the past. I won’t let that bad news come back to haunt us again.” Mike states. he’s firm. he can’t risk loosing everything he’s tried so hard to fix.

“s’okay.” Foxy soothes gently. “we know, ye’ve worked hard to fix this fer all o’ us, but we don’ wan ye hurtin’ yerself in the process.” Foxy soothes. Mike smiles at them.

“don’t worry about me guys. I’ve got this.” Mike assures.

Mike exhausted by the time they finally close up. the clean up crew is hard at work, with help from the three main band members. he and Foxy are in the old security office, Foxy is in his old chair, asleep. the poor Pirate was worn out. the kids loved him, so much. he had run around, full energy, for all three parties. playing with every kid along the way. throwing kids on his shoulders for fun or giving them piggy back rides. he’d played tag and hide and seek. he’d even danced around with the kids. Mike glances back at him with a small smile. his hat is resting on Foxy’s head, pulled down over his eyes to let the man slumber.

“hey Mike, hows it going?” Bonnie asks.

“shhhh.” Mike murmurs. he’s under the desk. “don’t wake Foxy.” Mike mumbles. Bonnie glances at Foxy, whose snoring.

“Mike I don’t think much could wake him right now.” Bonnie chuckles. he crouches beside Mike. “now what are you doing? setting up this old camera system again?” Bonnie asks.

“its update. no offense to you guys, but I don’t want you getting in trouble trying to protect yourselves. so just hang out in your rooms, leave the guard alone. let him do his job. no more guard games, got it?” Mike asks. Bonnie laughs, rolling his eyes.

“fine. fine. but why do you still have the doors?” Bonnie asks.

“for his protection. should someone break in they can lock themselves in here and close the doors.” Mike says. Bonnie nods. Mike pulls himself out from under the desk and nods to himself. “good. it works.” Mike says. he glances at his watch. “I have to go let him in, you leave Foxy alone, okay? let him sleep.” Mike warns, heading out of the office.

Foxy is still sound asleep when Mike leads the newly hired guard into the office.

“uh, why is it in here?” the man asks.

“that is Foxy and he’ll leave when I leave. he doesn’t live here yet. he’s waiting on the Cove to be finished. his recharge pad is at my house. he’s just, snoozing. it was a long day.” Mike says, he turns to the camera system.

“so this is your office for the night.” Mike says. “camera system is bran new and updated. the other Androids won’t bother you. they’ll probably set up a for the first birthday party we have tomorrow and Chica will probably hang out in the kitchen for a while baking, but non of them will bother you. Bonnie might pop in and out to check on you, he does that from time to time, guy has serious big brother energy, wants to make sure everyone is safe at all times. Freddy doesn’t come out much he likes to stay in his room and relax after long days, though he might-” Mike cuts himself off at a thump.

“huh?” Foxy mumbles, blinking awake. Mike turns around, Foxy is on the floor, looking confused and rubbing his head. the new guard has literally just ripped the chair out from under him.

“they’re fucking androids. Christ, you’re crazy aren’t you? fucking things don’t sleep and it doesn’t need a fucking chair. man I didn’t believe them when they said this place was weird, but they’re fucking androids idiot. fucking machines, this place should’ve rotted years ago.” the man huffs. Mikes hands tighten into fists and he growls lowly. Foxy looks at Mike confused. Mike grabs hold of the guard, yank the chair from his hands and throwing him into the hallway.

“OUT!” Mike snaps.

“you’re fucking crazy!” the man yelps, running off down the hall. Mike chases after him, tackling him into the main room, disturbing near by chairs and one of the tables.

“you want crazy! I’ll show you crazy! push him out of a chair again! i’ll break your neck!” Mike snaps, pulling back to punch the man in the face.

“Mike! get off him!” Bonnie shouts, ripping Mike off the man. Mike doesn’t make it easy, kicking and fighting against Bonnie, but the purple haired man doesn’t budge.

“let me go! let me break his nose!” Mike shouts. Freddy walks over quickly, helping the new guard out of the floor.

“what the hell is going on?” Freddy asks.

“out! out! you’re fired! out!” Mike snaps.

“fired?! I quit! fuck this place! you’re all crazy!” he shouts, running out.

“come back and I’ll ring your neck! I’ll fucking show you!” Mike shouts. Chica pokes her head out of the kitchen confused.

“what juds happened?” Chica asks.

“I have no idea, Mike chased the guy from the office and tackled him.” Bonnie says.

“put me down.” Mike growls. Bonnie puts the man on his feet and he turns around, storming back to the office. the others follow him.

Foxy is still half laid out on the floor, looking confused, the chair is broken from where Mike threw it.

“Foxy? hey you alright?” Bonnie asks, looking confused.

“what happened?” he mumbles. he sits up fully, rubbing the back of his head again. “I was sleepin’.” Foxy mumbles, looking around.Mike heaves an angry sigh out his nose,before unclenching his fists and walking over to Foxy.

“come on, lets get you up.” Mike murmurs. Foxy lets Mike and Bonnie help him up.

“can someone tell us what's going on?” Freddy asks. Mike snatches his hat off the floor.

“what happened is, that idiot called you guys machines and threw Foxy into the floor.” Mike growls. Foxy looks confused, looking back at the chair.

“ye ain’ have t’ get so angry.” Foxy mumbles.

“you are not machines. you are sentient and alive and I’m not letting this happen again.” Mike snaps.

“Mike take it easy, okay?” Freddy frowns.

“hey, its okay.” Bonnie soothes.

“its not, okay? you’re not machines and you shouldn’t be treated like that. I mean, shoving Foxy out of a chair because he’s ‘just a machine’? I don’t think so. that idiots damn lucky you came to his rescue! I didn’t even get to punch him!” Mike glares.

“you two go home. we can go without a real guard for a few more nights, alright?” Bonnie asks.

“Bonnie’s right, you’re both tired.” Chica says.

“c’mon Mike. s’go.” Foxy mumbles. Mike puts his hat back on and heads out of the office. Foxy follows behind him, sleepily. he didn’t get near enough rest to build up enough power to do much, but he catches up to Mike.

“sorry.” Mike says, slowing down.

“why did it piss ye off so much?” Foxy asks.

“because you’re alive. all of you are. he came in here and he shoved you into the floor for a freaking chair.” Mike snaps.

“m’okay.” Foxy assures gently.

“I know you are and I know you guys don’t get hurt that easy, but it doesn’t make me any less angry.” Mike mumbles, getting in the car. Foxy gets in with him. he blinks at Mike, looking ready to fall asleep again and Mike gives him a small smile. “okay, I know. come on.” Mike murmurs softly.

“m;sorry m’so tired.” Foxy mumbles.

“its okay. you played with a lot of kids today.” Mike chuckles softly. “you’re not used to that. its gonna take a while, but you’re okay. you can sleep and I get you up when we get back to the house.” Mike assures gently.

“y’sure?” Foxy asks.

“of course, you’re exhausted. get some more rest.” Mike soothes. Foxy nods and curls up in the seat beside him. Mike smiles slightly and drives them home. he’d find a new guard in a few days, for now he’s happy to drive home knowing Foxy is safe.

Chapter Text

“you ready for this?” Mike asks.

“no. I ain’ even seen the new Cove yet.” Foxy frowns.

“I know. thats the whole point, none of you have. I saw it to make sure its perfect. look, I even got your new shirts in for it.” Mike smiles, opening his jacket. its white and navy blue checkered with little cartoonistic Chica, Bonnie, and Freddy animatronic heads in the white squares, Foxy had insisted the others be part of his shirt. the main shirt is Foxy , back in his original body, hanging onto the mast of the ship by his hook with a grin on his face and a telescope to his non patched eye. the words ‘ Welcome to Foxy’s Pirate Cove!’ on the shirt, made out of tiny broken board pieces. Foxy thought it was ironic and funny.

Foxy swallows hard.

“uh, wow, looks great.” Foxy mumbles. “are they stocked in the prize zone?” Foxy asks.

“they will be as soon as we reveal the Cove.” Mike assures. he heads into the Pizzeria, Foxy following behind.

“Foxy!!!” Chica squeals, running over.

“no wait Chica!” Foxy yelps. Chica tackles him into the floor, laughing and leaving the scrawnier Android groaning.

“todays the dayyyyy!!!” Chica giggles.

“the day I go deaf.” Foxy grunts, trying to pull his ears away.

“no! the day the Cove opens!!” Chica squeals.

“please get off.” Foxy mutters.

‘I’m so excited!!! how are you not!?” Chica squeals. Foxy grunts, trying to wiggle out from under the bigger Android.

“yer crushin’ me.” Foxy grunts.

“this is soo exciting!!! the Cove opens today!!!” Chica squeals. Foxy squirms harder, trying to get out from under her.

“m’beggin’.” Foxy manages. Mike shakes his head, taking pity on Foxy when the Android throws him a panicked and begging look. he looks almost pathetic the way he throws his head back to look up at Mike, ears folding back against his head.

“okay, okay. get off him.” Mike snorts. Chica gets up laughing. Mike helps pull Foxy up gently, gently brushing him off. the taller man shuffles behind Mike, holding his ears and shooting Chica an anxious look. “Chica step back, come on now. you know better than to scream in his ears or anyones for that matter.” Mike frowns. Foxy shakes his head slightly, huffing at her.

“don’t be so sensitive.” Chica huffs.

“don’t scream in his ears.” Mike says firmly.

“aww fine.” Chica huffs.

“hey! can we finally see the Cove?” Bonnie asks, walking over quickly.

“not until later. we’re opening on time today. the Cove is perfect and clean and unseen. I expect you four to leave it that way until the grand opening.” Mike says firmly. he leans over to look around Bonnie and Chica to stare Freddy down. the man huffs at him, annoyed, crossing his arms over his chest. “I mean it Freddy. no one steps foot in the Cove, until I say so, or else.” Mike warns.

“fine.” Freddy mumbles.

“awww you’re no fun today.” Chica pouts.

“its me Cove. it belongs t’ me.” Foxy huffs.

“I mean it.” Mike warns. “do not go poking around in there.’ Mike says. he heads towards the kitchen. Chica follows him quickly.

“but Mike-” Chica tries.

“is the cake ready Chica?” Mike asks.

“which one?” Chica asks.

“the cake to celebrate the opening. the birthday party is hours from now. if its not done you’ll have time.” Mike says.

“both are done, but Mike, should we really be having a birthday party after the grand opening of the Cove?” Chica asks.

“the show must go on Chica, besides its an hour from closing.” Mike chuckles softly.

“but Mike.” Chica pouts.

“no buts.” Mike warns. Chica growns, following after him. this was gonna be a day.

Mike takes a deep breath, smiling at Foxy. he reaches over and adjusts the mans new shirt collar, gently. he dusts Foxy off gently, making sure the man looks good. Foxys giving him a hesitant look.

“s’stupid.” Foxy mumbles.

“no you look great.” Mike murmurs. Mike had gone all out and ordered Foxy a Pirates costume, even letting the Captain pick his own hat out, which Mike adjusts gently when he pulls the man down to kiss his cheek and accidentally knocks it slightly askew. his had a long brown coat with a gold trim on, under it is an old worn white tank top and some brown khakis, a tribute to Foxys broken down look from before. it had been Foxys idea. he’s got a metal hook over his hand and some nice boots on. the black boots with a gold trip finish the outfit up nicely. his tail is neatly tucked under his coat, but Mike could almost best its trembling.

“I feel stupid.” Foxy mumbles. Mike frowns, looking up at him.

“you don’t like it? Foxy we spent days picking out something you like.” Mike sighs.

“no, I loike it. I jus’ feel stupid. I ain’ worn this ‘fore. I jus’ came up here.” Foxy says.

“yeah in jeans and a t-shirt. you looked homeless.” Mike says.

“ye dress loike that every day.” Foxy huffs. Mike rolls his eyes.

“yeah I know.” he mutters. “but I mean look we designed the shirts off what you’re wearing right now.” Mike says, showing Foxy the shirt again. Foxy stares at it a moment, before nodding at Mike.

“okay.” he mumbles.

“now, are you ready?” Mike asks. Foxy nods slightly. Mike chuckles and steps in front of the curtain.

“jus’ take it easy.” Foxy mumbles. Mike smirks at him.

“ladies and gentlemen! welcome back to Freddy Fazbears! it has been a long six months since the last time I stood before you like this, but today is for a good reason I promise you. we have been working on a project for the last several months and its finally done!” Mike grins. some of the kids cheer and Mike chuckles. “now, before we go any further, let me welcome, Foxy!” Mike says. Foxy awkwardly steps up beside Mike, tench coat flowing easily. his tail is trembling and so is the hand closest to Mikes, but he’s got a hesitant smile on ihs face.

“ye talk an awful lot. ye know that?” Foxy asks. the kids burst into laughter. Foxy relaxes a little, like Mike knew he would.

“ha ha, very funny.” Mike smiles. he looks at the crowd again. “now you may have noticed that Foxy hasn’t had his own place here, not like the others. he runs around and he has fun, but Foxy hasn’t had his own corner of Freddy’s for you guys to hear stories in and play, until today! for the first view ever, even by the Androids, I present to you, Pirate Cove! “ Mike calls. the curtain falls as he steps out of the way. the room is beautiful. the sand themed tiles flow along the floor beautifully. the walls are painted to look like they’re on an island, with water and islands out in the distance. the stage is a beautiful ocean blue, with fish and other sea life painted into the details of the boards, but the eye catching view is Foxy’s boat. the massive ship may not be real, but its the prettiest damn boat Foxy’s ever seen in his whole life. he stares in awe. “welcome to Foxy’s Pirate Cove!” Mike grins.

all Foxy can do is stare, flipping his eye patch up to see better. sure he’d designed it, but he’d designed it on paper. he hadn’t seen the real thing. it was so beautiful, he can’t make words. Mike had not only made his vision come true, but he’s gone and done it ten fold. it was better than Foxy imagined it could be and nothing like the hole he’d had once before.

“wow!!” Chica grins.

“now we have one more thing.” Mike calls. Foxy looks confused, glancing over at Mike. “Foxy, some of the kids have noticed that you don’t have a Pirate sword.” Mike says. Foxy stares at him. “so, we fixed that.” Mike chuckles. Foxy blinks at him, almost not believing. “its in your boat.” Mike says, offering Foxy a belt with a sword sheath attached to it. Foxy takes it, almost disbelieving.

“put it on Foxy.” Bonnie laughs. Foxy shakes his head, putting the belt on carefully. it fits perfectly, not that he expected any different, of course Mike knew his size. the sheath is settled on his right hip, perfect as he’s left handed, despite not having a permanent hook anymore, Foxy still hadn’t gotten used to having two hands. Foxy looks at Mike, who winks and nods him into the Cove.

“okay Captain, she’s all yours.” Mike says, stepping back. Foxy looks hesitant to step into the Cove but does eventually walk in, looking around. “alright kiddos, check it out, but keep in mind. don’t go on the stage and stay off Foxy’s boat. okay? we don’t want anyone hurt. follow the same safety rules for Foxys stage that you do for the main stage. oh! and if you like the new Cove, make sure you check out the Prize Corner, where Foxy’s new shirt is now available.” Mike says. he watches kids and parents head in. Mike turns to watch them, eyes focused on Foxy. the man looks lost, he doesn’t know what to do. Freddy puts a hand on Mikes shoulder, making him look over.

“this is…. beautiful Mike. how’d you come up with this?” Freddy asks.

“well, I didn’t. Foxy did.” Mike murmurs. he shrugs and looks at Freddy. “he designed all of it. its his area. I wanted him to be happy.” Mike adds, looking into the Cove.

“the Cove has never looked better.” Freddy says. he shrugs one shoulder. “and Foxy’s never looked happier.” Freddy adds.

“he’s gonna crash.” Bonnie snorts.

“what? no he’s not.” Mike huffs, looking over as Bonnie walks towards them.

“he’s too overwhelmed. he’s in shock. he’s gonna crash.” Bonnie says again.

“he’s not going to crash.” Mike assures. “or well, if he does, he won’t let himself do it in front of the kids.” Mike assures. Foxy’s look around, like he’s never seen anything more beautiful in his life. his hands are shaking and his eyes are wide. if he were human Mike is sure his breathing would be shaky. he takes a half step back , swaying a little, and Mike frowns. he turns to Bonnie. “grab him.” Mike says. Bonnie nods.

“on it.” Bonnie assures, rushing towards Foxy. he grabs the mans arm gently. “okay, come on.” Bonnie murmurs. he easily leads Foxy from the Cove and Freddy walks over to help him.

“get him to my office.” Mike mutters, heading to open his door. Freddy and Bonnie carefully walk Foxy down the hall, putting him in a chair in Mikes office. “go, don’t let the kids notice he’s gone.” Mike says. Freddy and Bonnie nod, heading back out to the floor, biut Bonnie pauses.

“let me know if you need help.” Bonnie soothes. Mike nods and kneels in front of Foxy. Bonnie walks off, closing the door to give them a few minutes.

“hey.” Mike says, softly. he gently cups Foxys cheek, urging him to face him. “look at me.” Mike murmurs. lost bright yellow eyes, meet Mikes blue/green eyes. “hey Foxy, are you okay? are you gonna be alright? can you tell me what's going on?” Mike asks, softly. Foxy audibly chokes, body physically jerking. “hey, hey, hey. its okay.its gonna be alright. tell me what's going on.” Mike murmurs. he leans forwards against Mike. “woah, take it easy big guy, hey if you’re gonna pass out on me, you need to get out of the chair so you don’t crush me.” Mike says.

it takes some maneuvering, but Mike gets Foxy into the floor carefully.

“okay. are you okay? are you gonna pass out?” Mike asks, putting Foxys hat aside gently.. Foxy leans against him silently, choking again. “okay, hey, its alright. come here, come on, lean on me.” Mike murmurs, leaning back against the wall. he pulls Foxy forwards against him gently. the bigger lets out of low whine, he doesn’t really understand what's happening. “I know, I know. its alright.” Mike says softly. Foxy whimpers. “shhhh. Foxy it's alright. its okay. its okay.” Mike murmurs, kissing his head. Foxy goes slack against him, silently and Mike holds him gently.

its quiet for a few minutes, before Foxy shifts, whining lowly.

“there you are.” Mike mumbles. “hey, why don’t you tell me what's going on?” Mike murmurs softly.

“m… m’sorry.” Foxy mumbles.

“no, we don’t say sorry for things we can’t control, you know this.” Mike murmurs. “now, you want to talk to me?” Mike asks.

“I dunno, I dunno what happened.” Foxy murmurs.

“I think you got a little overwhelmed out there.” Mike soothes, running his fingers through the others hair gently.

“I never had somethin’ loike that. I-I don’...” Foxy manages.

“shhh. its okay.” Mike murmurs. “its okay Foxy.” Mike soothes, kissing his forehead. “I understand. you’ve never had something all your own like that before. its okay.” Mike murmurs.

“s’mine… s’too… s’too noice t’ be mine.”Foxy chokes.

“no its not. its your Cove. its just the way you designed it Foxy. its exactly what you deserve. you deserve the best.” Mike soothes.

“n-no I-” Foxy tries.

“no, Foxy, no. come on. lets get up.” Mike murmurs. Foxy whines. “come on, come on, you’re missing your big show. this is your day Foxy, no one elses. okay? the Cove is yours and we’re supposed to be celebrating you.” Mike murmurs.

“but I-” Foxy tries.

“if you’re not ready to go back out there that's okay.” Mike assures.

“m’nervous. m’scared.” Foxy managed.

“scared of what?” Mike asks.

“what if I pass out again and I hurt a kid?” Foxy asks.

“you’re not gonna hurt anyone.” Mike murmurs. “so come on. get up.” Mike says. Foxy shakily gets out of the floor, letting Mike help him. Mike bends down and grabs his hat. “okay you got this, right?” Mike asks. Foxy takes his hat shakily.

“I can do this.” Foxy murmurs. Mike smiles and pulls him down gently. “what?” Foxy asks, confused.

“just come here.” Mike murmurs. Foxy lens until he’s face to face with Mike. “let me fix this, you’re okay.” Mike assures, flipping Foxys eye patch down. “there see?” Mike asks.

“well I could ‘fer ye did that.” Foxy huffs, standing up. Mike chuckles softly.

“are you ready?” Mike asks. Foxy nods slightly. “okay, come on.” Mike murmurs. he lets Foxy out of his office, leading the way back to the main floor.

the others immediately look relieved, Chica comes rushing over.

“you alright?” Chica asks softly. Foxy nods slightly.

“yeah.” he manages.

“he’s alright. he just got a little overwhelmed.” Mike assures. he glances at Foxy. “right?” he asks. Foxy nods again.

“yeah. m’okay.” Foxy assures.

“go.” Mike murmurs, nudging him towards the Cove. “go get your sword and play with kids. have fun.” Mike says. Foxy nods and heads into the Cove.

“are you sure he’s alright?” Chica asks. Mike nods a little.

“yeah. he’s fine. he’s alright.” Mike assures. “but keep an eye on him the best you can.” Mike adds.

“of course.” Chica says, heading off quickly. Mike sighs a little, looking around, before he heads into the Cove. he’s seen it, but he hasn’t actually stepped into the Cove yet.

its beautiful, of course it is. Mike had gone all out for the main area, he wouldn’t do any less for his boyfriend. Mike smiles as he looks around. he wonders around, heading for Foxy’s boat. he wants to make sure he got the sword.

he steps inside to see Foxy admiring the blade, sitting on a bed.

“I see you found it.” Mike murmurs.

“s’beautiful.” Foxy murmurs. his hook is set aside on the bed so he can hold and appreciate the blade with both hands. “s’not sharp. s’not heavy. s’perfect.” Foxy adds, looking at Mike. the man smile at him. he walks over and sits beside him on the bed.

“I’m glad you like it.” Mike murmurs.

“whats the bed fer?” Foxy asks. Mike chuckles softly.

“I know you said you didn’t want a room here, but I figured, might as well make your boat big enough you can sleep here if you need to, like if I have to pull another all nighter at Freddy’s, you won’t have to sleep in the chair or curl up on the floor. you’ll be able to sleep here.” Mike murmurs. “have somewhere comfortable.” he adds.

“not without ye o’ course.” Foxy says.

“I’m not sleeping in your boat with you.” Mike scoffs. Foxy looks over at him, setting the blade down beside his hook.he grabs hold of Mike, pulling him over to kiss him. Mike leans into him, before sitting back.

“thank ye.” Foxy murmurs.

“of course.” Mike chuckles. he gets up. “come on. those kids are waiting for you to tell them some stories.” Mike says. Foxy nods, standing up. he sheaths his new sword and picks his hook back up, putting it back on his hand.

“”yer right Mikey.” Foxy says, flipping his eye patch back down. Mike stops him and kisses him once more.

“go have fun, okay?” Mike murmurs.

“alright.” Foxy murmurs, heading out. Mike follows behind him. he heads to step off the stage but Foxy stops him. “alright little lads and lassies. this new Cove, this new Freddy’s, s’all thanks t’ our new management. Mike Schmidt.” Foxy calls. Mike freezes glancing at Foxy. he has no idea what's going on, but the kids cheer. “so make sure ye let ‘im know jus’ how much yer enjoin’ the new Freddy’s!” Foxy calls. Mike waves slightly and heads off stage awkwardly.

“that was unexpected.” Mike mumbles softly. Chica laughs when Bonnie slaps Mike on the back carefully.

“he’s grateful. we all are Mike. we were rotting before.” Freddy says.

“you don’t understand how grateful we are.” Bonnie says, shaking his head. “but, we owe it to you. we owe you a lot.” Bonnie adds. Mike smiles at him slightly.

“just, promise you won’t try to kill me again, we’ll be even.” Mike chuckles.

“you don’t get it do you?” Freddy asks. Mike pauses, looking at the band leader.

“huh?” he asks.

“you’re laughing, joking about this, but we’re serious.” Chica says.

“g-guys I-” Mike tries.

“you saved our lives, their souls, this restaurant. you realized we were sentient, real, alive. you fought for us and no one has ever done that Mike. not just us three, but Foxy too. we’ve never seen him so happy, so… care free. he’s loved and taken care of. I mean, so are we, cared for that is.” Freddy says. he looks around the room a moment. “I mean, look at this room you built him. this Cove. look at what you built us. the restaurant, the, the main stage. this safe haven you built for us. we owe you Mike.” Freddy says. Mike swallows hard.

“uh, how about we have this discussion, when there isn’t kids around.” Mike says. he shakes his head. “but its fine. you guys don’t owe me, just enjoy your lives.” Mike says, walking off quickly. he heads off to his office.

Mike plops silently into his chair, dropping his head onto his desk. he’s suddenly exhausted. maybe a quick nap wouldn’t hurt. 10-15 minutes and he’d be back out there helping the others and celebrating the opening of Pirates Cove.

its concerning to the others when Mike is no where to be seen, they do their best to search for him while still celebrating. they even set up the one birthday party for the day. Foxy, who wants to drop everything and search, can’t manage to get away from excited children in his Cove long enough to do a full search for Mike until they start closing up for the night. once the last kid leaves and Freddy locks the door, they all look around.

“m’gonna go find Mike.” Foxy says.

“go, we’ll clean up in here and if you find him, let us know.”Bonnie says. Chica nods.

“let us know he’s okay.” Chica says. Foxy nods and heads off. there’s only a few places he could be that he wouldn’t have been found during the day. he starts in the others room, but Mike isn’t there, so, he heads for Mike’s office.

“do you think that Mikes okay?” Chica asks.

“I’m sure he’s fine. he’s probably just in the back, tied up in paper work again.” Bonnie says.

“or not.” Freddy says, looking behind them. they turn around in time to see Foxy carrying Mike down the hallway, towards the Cove.

“is he okay?” Chica asks.

“he’s asleep.” Foxy says. “m’gonna put ‘im in the Cove then help ye with the cleanin’.” Foxy explains.

“the Cove? why don’t you put him in one of our beds?” Bonnie asks.

“I got one in the Cove.” Foxy assures. he carries Mike into the Cove, carefully getting him into his boat. he lays the smaller down on his bed and Mike immediately shifts.

“Foxy?” Mike mumbles.

“jus’ stay right there, okay?” Foxy asks softly, kissing his head.

“I gotta clean.” Mike mumbles.

“no, ye gotta sleep. ye stay right here and ye sleep, okay?” Foxy soothes, gently. Mike grumbles, moving to sit up, but Foxy pushes him back down gently. “no, yer not gettin’ up.” Foxy says, pulling the blanket over Mike. MIke grumbles slightly, curling up more under the blanket. “thats right.” Foxy murmurs. he leans down and kisses Mikes head, before getting up.

“y’comin’ back?” Mike mumbles, his eyes are closed again.

“yeah, soon as the cleanin’s done.” Foxy assures. he heads back out and starts cleaning up the Cove.

“hey Foxy, why don’t you take Mike home?” Bonnie asks.

“he’s sleepin’ in the Cove.” Foxy assures, sweeping the floor. “besides, we need t’ clean.” Foxy adds.

“you know the cleaning crew will be here in 30 minutes. they’ll help us with the clean up.” Freddy frowns, walking over.

“I can’ jus’ carry ‘im home.” Foxy frowns. “and he don’ need t’ be drivin’.” Foxy frowns.

“you can drive him.” Bonnie says.

“not happenin’. I ain’ drove before.” Foxy frowns. “he’ll be fine, here in the Cove.” Foxy assures. he wants to say the Mike has always been safe in the Cove, but he knows that at one point, that would be a lie.

“why don’t you go stay with him, we’ll handle the clean up, Mikes exhausted.” Freddy offers.

“I can’ jus’ expect ye t’ clean up the Cove.” Foxy frowns.

“your Cove will be safe in our hands Foxy. we won’t even let the clean up crew touch it.” Bonnie assures. Foxy frowns, looking around.

“are ye sure?” he asks. Bonnie and Freddy nod.

“yeah, go. none of this is possible without Mike and we don’t want to see him hurt or sick because of it.” Freddy assures. Foxy glances at his boat, where Mike is resting peacefully. “go.” Freddy says. Foxy frowns and nods, heading for his boat.

“thanks,” he mutters.

Foxy walks into the boat and watches Mike a moment, before walking over to curl up with him. he settles in beside Mike, wrapping an arm around him tightly once he slides under the blanket. Mike mumbles, rolling over a little to look back at him.

“s’ju’ me.’ Foxy mumbles. Mike shutters a little.

“hate those words.” Mike mumbles, rolling back over to cuddle back against him.

“I know.” Foxy murmurs, nuzzling his face into the back of Mikes neck. “m’sorry Mikey.” Foxy soothes. Mike mumbles something Foxy can’t understand, falling back to sleep. Foxy chuckles to himself settling down with Mike. he hates sleeping in the Pizzeria again, but it wouldn’t be so bad with Mike.

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Mike shifts mumbling. he blinks awake slowly. he glances around, looking confused. this isn’t his bedroom, he looks confused, mumbling. his eyes land on a hulking shadowy figure and he screams, scrambling up in the bed. Foxy jerks beside him immediately, growling. he jumps over Mike quickly, grabbing his sword from where he’d discarded it the night before.

“back up!” Foxy snaps. immediately the figure puts his hands up.

“easy! easy! shit, I’m sorry!” Freddy yelps, stepping back. Mike heaves a sigh, dropping his head back.

“fuck. Freddy, you scared the hell out of me.” Mike mutters. Foxy heaves a sigh, shoulder dropping.

“idiot. I told ye when ye poked in last night, t’ fuckin’ knock.” Foxy snaps.

“I did! you didn’t answer. I was just going to wake you up when Mike woke up and started screaming.” Freddy says.

“you’re a hulking shadow standing over me while I’m sleeping! you’re lucky my first response wasn’t like Foxys!” Mike snaps. he looks around.

“where are we?” Mike asks.

“the Cove. ye fell asleep an I brought ye in here.’ Foxy says. Mike nods slightly. “what do you want?” Foxy asks.

“its 8am, I was just coming to check on you guys.” Freddy says. Mike sits up quickly.

“8 AM? are you serious? I slept 15 hours!?” Mike shouts, scrambling out of the bed.

“you were tired. we let you sleep.” Freddy says, confused.

“I have a job, I can’t sleep that long.” Mike says. “he looks down, he’s in only his boxers. “where are my clothes?” Mike asks, looking at Foxy.

“don’ look at me. ye were dressed when I went t’ bed.” Foxy says, stepping back. he turns on the light in his boat, grateful Mike had added one. “did ye strip down when ye went to the bathroom?” Foxy asks.

“I don’t remember getting up to go to the bathroom.” Mike mutters.

“they’re over here.” Freddy mutters, tossing them at Mike.

“great thanks. I’m borrowing the shower in the back, can you snatch me a shirt from my office. doesn’t matter which one, I have all kinds in there.” Mike says.

“released or not released?” Foxy asks.

“doesn’t matter. I’ve got 12 designs in there that have all been approved and are in the works, some have even been shipped already. just grab me one.” Mike says, heading out of the room.

“alright, ye got a spare set o’ pants in there should I grab them too?” Foxy asks.

“please.” Mike mutters.

“you keep spare clothes in your office?” Freddy asks.

“yeah, grab my shower bag too.” Mike mutters. he glances at Freddy. “remember the kid who thought he could drink half a bottle of soda then eat like four mentos? when he threw up on me it went every where. I keep two full sets of spare clothes. that shit ruined my favorite pair of boxers.” Mike mutters. Freddy snorts.

“it was rancid.” Freddy laughs.

“he smelled fer a week.” Foxy mutters, heading for Mikes office. Mike watches him go.

“check in with Chica, make sure the cake is ready for todays big party okay? and double check with Bonnie that the music is set up and ready to go.” Mike says.

“Mike.” Freddy says firmly, grabbing him.

“what?” Mike asks.

“breathe. everything is taken care of. the cake is finished, the music is ready, we’re recharged. are you?” Freddy asks. “you’re stressing yourself out over this place. its just Freddy’s.” Freddy murmurs.

“its your home.” Mike snaps. Freddy sighs softly, shaking his head.

“home is with all of us together. now why don’t you and Foxy go home, take the day?” Freddy asks.

“I can’t.” Mike says, pulling free from his grasp. he walks into the backroom, Bonnie looks up from his bed.

“uh, you okay?” Bonnie asks.

“I’m fine. just need a shower.” Mike says.

“Mike, why can’t you take the day?” Freddy asks. Mike whips around.

“and miss the Cove’s very first party? not happening. I didn’t miss the first main room party, or any of the first partys centered around a single one of you, hell the kid with the mentors threw up on my at the first party centered around Bonnie. it was the birthday boy, he was Bonnie’s biggest fan. I didn’t miss your first centered parties and I’m not missing Foxy’s.” Mike says, firmly. he turns and heads for the shower quickly. Freddy follows him.

“the Cove’s first party is today? the day after opening?” Freddy asks.

“Fredyd! get out!” Mike snaps, throwing one of the bottles of soap from the shower at him. Freddy stumbles back a little, shutting the door.

“did you really think following him into the shower was a good idea?” Bonnie snorts.

“I didn’t think about it.” Freddy huffs.

“think ‘bout what?” Foxy asks, walking in with a duffle bag.

‘nothing.” Freddy says.

“Freddy followed Mike into the shower.” Bonnie laughs. Foxy glares at him.

“I was talking and not paying attention.” Freddy huffs.

“ye better watch it Fazbear.” Foxy warns. he knocks on the door. it pops open immediate and Mikes wet arm reaches out. Foxy passes him the bag and steps back.

“he’s particularly chipper this morning.” Bonnie says.

“he’s pissed he slept so long.” Freddy frowns. Bonnie looks confused.

“but he needed the sleep?” Bonnie asks.

“it don’ matter. he’s mad he slept as long as he did.” Foxy frowns.

Mike pops out of the shower 10 minutes later, drying his hair.

“Mike?” Freddy asks.

“yeah?” Mike asks.

“we don’t have any party’s scheduled for tomorrow. how about we stay closed, give us all a day to recover?” Freddy asks. Mike looks at him.

“what? why?” Mike asks.

“well you’re working so hard.” Freddy shrugs.

“we all are Freddy. we’re tired.” Bonnie interjects.

“Bonnie’s right. six months non stop. we take one day.” Foxy says. Mike frowns.

“one day, its all we’re asking for. one day off.” Bonnie says.

“we’re sentient, we can ask for a day off right?” Freddy asks, curious. Mike nods.

“yeah. yeah, you can.” Mike assures. he sighs. “okay, tomorrow.” Mike murmurs.

“we can all come hang out at your house again.” Bonnie smiles. Mike nods.

“okay. I’m gonna go check with Chica.” Mike murmurs. Foxy pops back into the bathroom and grabs Mikes dirty clothes, before heading to Mikes office.

Mike walks quickly into the kitchen, where Chica is icing a cake.

“oh! hey Mike.” Chica smiles, looking over at him.

“hey, hows the cake?” Mike asks.

“almost done. just making sure Foxy looks right, then I have to add Aidens name and its done.” Chica smiles. Mike nods.

“good, it looks amazing, great job Chica.” Mike says.

“all I can say is I’m really grateful for the upgrade Mike. I never could’ve done this in my old body.” Chica says. Mike smiles at her.

“your welcome. I’m glad your happy.” Mike smiles. he heads out of the kitchen towards his office, glancing around as he walks. had he really slept through the whole day? had they really cleaned up without him? he walks into his office and pauses, Foxy is sitting at his desk. “you okay?” Mike asks.

“could ask ye the same. yer lookin’ a bit rough there.” Foxy murmurs. “ye need sleep.” Foxy adds. Mike huffs.

“what I need, is a good meal and a good fuck.” Mike scoffs, pinching the bridge of his nose. he knows Foxy is right. the bags under his eyes have bags and he’s looking a little unkempt. he runs a hand through his hair and sighs.

“both o’ which I will be happy t’ help with, but yer missin’ the point.” Foxy frowns, getting up from Mikes chair. he walks over to the shorter man. “yer tired, I know ye are. why don’ ye go sleep in the Cove?” Foxy asks.

“I can’t.” Mike mutters. Foxy frowns and pulls the smaller to his chest, letting Mike melt into his warmth.

“yer almost dead on yer feet.” Foxy frowns.

“but today is special.” Mike mumbles. Foxy rolls his eyes and nuzzles his face into Mikes neck.

“yer stressin’ yerself, and fer what? we’ve got this place handled.” Foxy soothes. “go home.” Foxy murmurs. Mike shakes his head immediately.

“no.” MIke frowns.

“why?” Foxy asks.

“because I can’t there’s important things happening today.” Mike frowns.

“loike what?” Foxy asks. Mike sighs. “what a birthday party? we can handle a silly little party Mike.” Foxy assures. Mike pushes away from him, leaving Foxy confused.

“its not just a party.” Mike frowns. Foxy raises an eye brow.

“then what be it?” Foxy asks.

“its the first Foxy themed party we’ve had.” Mike mumbles. Foxy smiles at him.

“yer worried over that?” Foxy asks.

“you aren’t?” Mike huffs. “its the first party in the Cove and its for your number one little fan and didn’t miss it for the others how could I miss it for you?” Mike asks. Foxy shakes his head and leans down, kissing Mike, before nuzzling the side of his face.

“hey ye need t’ take care o’ yerself alright? don’ worry about the party. we got it covered. ye don’ need t’ be fallin asleep here at here yer desk.” Foxy frowns. Mike huffs.

“you weren’t fussing a couple of weeks ago when we feel asleep in here.” Mike mutters. Foxy smirks.

“no, I weren’t. m’not fussin’ now. all m’sayin’ is yer lookin’ tired. ye were sayin’ ye needed a good fuck, but honestly ye’d probably fall asleep the moment ye hit the mattress.” Foxy murmurs.

“yeah, I guess your right.” Mike mumbles. he wraps his arms around Foxy’s waist. “please don’t try to make me go home. just let me stay for the party.” Mike manages.

“ye don’ have t’ leave if ye don’ wanna, but jus’ take it easy.” Foxy murmurs. “hang out in the back on Bonnie’s bed, til s’party time. get ye some more sleep. no one will mess with ye back there. I know ye’ll be safe and won’t have to worry about the Cove sounds waking ye up.” Foxy murmurs. Mike nods a little.

“okay, but Foxy?” Mike asks.

“hmm?” Foxy asks.

“its 20 minutes until we open, you may want to put your little Pirate outfit back on.” Mike mumbles.

“I’ll have plenty o’ time. now, c’mere.” Foxy murmurs, scooping him up. Mike wraps his arms around Foxy’s neck, letting him hold him. he drops his head against the tallers shoulder, letting Foxy carry him. Foxy heads out of the office and down the hall towards the main show stage.

“Foxy? Mike?” Chica asks, walking over to them.

“Foxy, is Mike okay?” Bonnie asks.

“yeah, s’tired. m’takin’ ‘im t’ yer bed so he can sleep in peace.” Foxy says, gently shifting Mike. the man doesn’t budge, already sleep. Foxy had been right, he was exhausted. Bonnie nods.

“come on, we’ll get him set up in there.” Bonnie assures, leading Foxy to the back. “is he snoring?” Bonnie asks.

“yeah.” Foxy says, shifting his hold on the smaller. Mikes head falls back at the shifting, but he doesn’t wake.

“come on, throw him in, he’ll be okay back here.” Bonnie says, pulling the blanket back on his bed. Foxy nods and walks over to the bed, laying Mike on the bed carefully. Mike doesn’t even fight, already out cold. Foxy takes the blanket from Bonnie, carefully tucking it around him. “come on, he’ll be alright in here. we can pop in to check on him here and there.” Bonnie assures. Foxy nods, watching Mike a moment longer, before heading out to get dressed.

“Bonnie?” Freddy asks, stepping out of their shower. he’s already dressed in his usual brown tux, drying his hair. “whats going on?” Freddy asks.

“Mike fell asleep again. Foxy and I put him in here to sleep. just check on him occasionally, okay? he’s exhausted and overworked and he’ stressing himself out, so lets keep an eye on him the way he’s done us. make sure he’s safe.” Bonnie assures. Freddy nods slightly, glancing at Mike.

“come on, lets get out of here.” Freddy murmurs, pulling Bonnie out gently.

Mike’s not sure how long he’s been asleep, but he wakes to someone shaking him. he blinks awake, sleepily.

“Bon?” Mike mumbles.

“hey, you said you didn’t want to miss the Cove’s first party. its starts in 10 minutes, you ready?” Bonnie asks. Mike nods slightly, sitting up.

“yeah… sorry I took over your bed.” Mike mumbles, rubbing at his face.

“as long as I’m not in it, you’re welcome anytime.” Bonnie assures, helping him up off the bed. he fixes Mikes hair gently. “you ready?” Bonnie asks.

“yeah.” Mike manages. “Chica finish the cake?” Mike asks.

“yes and we all pitched in to set up the party.” Bonnie assures, leading him out. “why don’t you step to the kitchen and get a cup of coffee?” Bonnie asks.

“m’kay.” Mike manages. he heads for the kitchen, nearly bumping into some of the staff.

“hey Mike.” Chica chuckles. Mike smiles at her sleepily, blinking when she puts a cup of coffee in his hand.

“thanks.” Mike murmurs.

“you wanna see the cake?” Chica asks.

“no I trust you did a great job.” Mike assures, heading out of the kitchen. Chica follows him. “hows Foxy?” Mike asks. Chica chuckles, motioning across the room. Mike looks over. Foxy, with a child on his shoulders, is being chased by several children dressed as Pirates, several are pointing plastic hooks, others plastic swords. Mike chuckles.

“what did he do now?” Mike asks.

“I think he’s protecting some sort of princess. I’m not sure, but the little girl on his shoulders was feeling left out, no one would play with her cause she’s wearing a princess dress. he stepped in.” Chica says. Mike steps back quickly, pulling Chica with him, when Foxy runs past, laughing.

“yer never gonna catch this ol’ Pirate! never!” Foxy laughs. he’s careful with the little girl as he runs. Mike chuckles softly.

“I’m gonna check out the party, okay? we’ve got 8 minutes. catch Foxy and clean him up, he’s got icing on his face already.” Mike says.

“no problem Mike!” Chica laughs, heading after Foxy. Mike heads for the Cove.

“don’t trust we set it up right?” Freddy asks, teasingly.

“hmm? nah, I trust. I just want to see.” Mike says. “Bonnie said you guys set everything. did you guys-” Mike starts.

‘the tables are set up, gift table is ready, cake is ready, balloons and streamers are up. we set up glitter cannons, with the correct glitter, its gold in the shape of treasure and treasure chests. the birthday chair is set up properly.” Freddy assures, stepping into the Cove with Mike. Mike smiles, looking around.

“I was just going to ask if anyone had remembered, to grab the Pirates Cove t-shirt from the prize corner. Aiden's parents paid extra for the shirt.” Mike said. Freddy pauses a moment, going over a mental list.

“no, but I’ll grab it now, no worries Mike. you relax, we’ve got this okay?” Freddy asks. Mike nods, watching him run off. Mike looks around.

“I told you, we set this up.” Bonnie chuckles. Mike turns to look at him.

“I know, I trust you guys.” Mike assures. “I just wanted to see.” Mike adds.

“you want to tell me why Chica is chasing Foxy around?” Bonnie asks. Mike chuckles.

“I told her to get the icing off his face.” Mike murmurs, looking around.

“I didn’t see any icing on his face.” Bonnie frowns. Mike smirks a little.

“me either.” Mike chuckles. Bonnie snorts.

“you torture that man.” Bonnie says.

“I’d never.” Mike chuckles. Foxy runs through the door off the Cove.

“I ain’ got icin’ no where! leave me alone ye crazy Chicken!” Foxy yelps, running behind Mike. Bonnie is quick to grab him and move him out of the way.

“come on Foxy we have a party in here in less than five minutes!” Chica shouts. she manages to cut the Pirate off, tackling him to the floor, though, Foxy doesn’t make it easy. she sits on his chest, fighting the man as he turns his head away her repeatedly.

“no! get off me!” Foxy shouts, kicking his legs. she’s got his arms pinned with her knees. he could get her off if he was in danger, but he’s not in danger. “get off o’ me!” Foxy shouts.

“you’re gonna break something you keep thrashing like that.” Bonnie chuckles.

“get off! Bonnie help me!” Foxy shouts, trying to kick her off. “Mike! c’mon! get her off!” Foxy shouts.

“hold still!” Chica hisses, trying to grab him. she’s afraid to grab his face and hurt him.

“hold still? hold still?! yer sittin’ on me! get off o’ me!” Foxy shouts.

“don’t mess up the room guys. 2 minutes until party time.” Mike snorts.

“don’ walk away! get her off!” Foxy shouts. Chica finally managed to grab hold of his face and pauses.

“Mike, he doesn’t have icing on his face.” Chica frowns.

“I told ye I ain’-” Foxy starts. he stops and turns to look at Mike. “ye did this!” Foxy shouts, breaking his arm free and shoving Chica off.

“hey I think I hear Freddy calling me!” Mike yelps, running out of the room.

“get back here!” Foxy shouts, scrambling off the floor. Mike laughs running through the main hall, carefully dodging children. “Mike! ye can’ run from ol Foxy!” Foxy calls. Mike laughs, dodging around Freddy, who quickly grabs the little girl he was talking to and picks her up out of the way.

“child! child! there’s a child!!! what out for the kids!” Freddy shouts, holding her protectively.

“yer a genius Freddy!” Foxy grins. “hey kiddos! Mike’s been a bad Pirate! I need help throwin’ ‘im over board!” Foxy shouts. Mike turns to face them panting, he looks confused.

“wait, what?” Mike asks.

“okay kids, grab ‘im!” Foxy laughs.

“no wait Foxy hang on!” Mike yelps, trying to get out of the way. suddenly theres arms around his knees and he’s being knocked over. the kids have him tackled an down to the ground before he can move, sitting on his back. “uncle! uncle!” Mike laughs.

“we got him Foxy! we got him!” a little girl giggles.

“ye sure did.” Foxy laughs, walking over. “hey Chica!” Foxy calls. the woman runs over confused. “ye got a cupcake?” Foxy asks. Chica looks around before snatching one off a table, she holds it out to Foxy.

“sure, I guess.” Chica says. “but what are you doing?” Chica asks.

“looks loike Mikey’s got a little icin’ on his face.” Foxy grins, crouching down. “m’jus’ gonna give’im a hand.” Foxy laughs. he lets Mike have a second to close his eyes, he doesn’t want to hurt the man, before shoving the cupcake in his face.

“Foxy!” Mike yelps.

“alright kiddies, let ‘im up.” Foxy snorts. the kids laugh, getting off him. Mike coughs, getting to his feet. Mike huffs at Foxy, flinging icing everywhere. Foxy laughs at him, grinning.

“alright boys and girls its time for Aiden Mathews birthday party! everyone head to the Cove.” Freddy calls.

“you’re gonna get it when the party is over.” Mike warns, grinning. Foxy smirks at him.

“I think I’ll survive.” Foxy assures, heading for the Cove. Mike huffs, shaking his head, but he’s smiling.

“there’s icing in your hair.” Chica giggles. Mike rolls his eyes.

“help me to the bathroom, all I can see is blue.” Mike says. Chica laughs and leads him off to the bathroom.

when he comes back out he heads for the Cove, bumping into Bonnie.

“hey the party is, why are you blue?” Bonnie asks, looking concerned.

“Foxy got payback.” Mike mutters. “the icing dye won’t come off.” Mike adds. Bonnie laughs and shakes his head.

“how are you gonna get him back?’ Bonnie asks.

“don’t worry about that.” Mike chuckles, walking into the Cove. “I’ll handle him later.” Mike assures. Bonnie chuckles.

“you’re in better spirits. I’m glad you got some good sleep.” Bonnie smiles.

“I feel pretty good.” Mike murmurs. he turns to look at the stage, with a small smile. Foxy is hanging off his boat, hook wrapped around the mast, almost looking like an exact copy of the shirt, except his sword is in his hand. he’s telling some exciting story, waving his sword around with a grin on his face. “look at him.” Mike says, softly. Bonnie glances at Mike, before looking at Foxy.

“he looks… happy.” Bonnie murmurs.

“no, he is happy.” Mike murmurs. Bonnie glances at Mike.

“you’ve come a long way Mike.” Bonnie says. Mike glances at him confused. “went from a guy living in a barely livable apartment, trying to survive against four killer animatronics, to this. new house, new job, boyfriend. you look happy.” Bonnie murmurs.

“we all do. we’re all happy.” Mike murmurs.

“thats true.” Bonnie smiles, looking around the room.

“so you and Freddy, right?” Mike asks, watching the stage.

“excuse me?” Bonnie asks, shocked. Mike glances at him.

“oh, sorry, I just assumed, the way he keeps looking at you.” Mike shrugs. Bonnie stares at Mike.

“I’m not… I’m not having this conversation.” Bonnie mumbles. Mike laughs, jumping a little when the confetti cannons go off, shooting golden glitter everywhere.

“thats gonna be a pain in the ass to clean up.” Mike snorts.

“we’re off tomorrow. cleaning crew is coming in to night for clean up and tomorrow for deep clean.” Bonnie says. Mike looks confused.

“but I didn’t…” Mike trails. Bonnie grins.

“hi, this is Mike Schmidts assistant a Freddy Fazbears, yeah see he’s sick and we’re gonna be closed tomorrow, can we get a full deep clean since we’ll be closed anyway?” Bonnie grins. Mike chuckles softly.

“alright.” Mike snorts. he turns back to see Foxy jumps off the stage, exaggeratedly waving his arms all over the place. “he’s like one big kid.” Mike chuckles. he shakes his head and finds himself a seat.

by the time the party Is done and the place closes for the night, the power indicator on Foxys wrist is flashing red, indicating the man has once again pushed his body too far and is on the edge of shutting down. he stumbling, attempting to keep his eyes open.

“okay mister. no cleaning. you go to the car. I’ll meet you outside.” Mike chuckles.

“I’ll walk with him.” Bonnie assures, following after Foxy.

“thanks Bonnie.” Mike says. he turns back to Freddy and Chica. “so you guys coming to the house tonight or you sleeping here?” Mike asks. Freddy looks around.

“cleaning crew and night guard will be here soon, so if we can, we’ll just ride with you.” Freddy says.

“no problem.” Mike assures.

“can we change first? this dress is hot.” Chica frowns. Mike nods.

“yeah, go a head. you guys don’t have to wear that shit.” Mike assures.

“we know, but we like them.” Freddy says, heading towards the back.

“I’ll send Bonnie in to change too.” Mike says, heading outside to the car. he gets in the driver seat and waits for the other three to come back. he glances at Foxy, whose leaned against the window, eyes shut. “you gotta stop doing this.” Mike says.

“comin’ from ye.” Foxy mumbles. Mike sighs.

“I’m gonna get in contact with Garcia and see if I can get you a battery upgrade. we went with a smaller one because I didn’t think you’d be active in the Pizzeria, but she should be able to upgrade yours.” Mike murmurs. Foxy leans over onto Mike’s shoulder, yawning. Mike chuckles and kisses Foxys head. “you need a shower, first thing in the morning.” Mike murmurs.

“why?” Foxy asks.

“you smell like pizza grease, probably from Chica tackling you earlier.” Mike murmurs.

“yer fault.” Foxy mumbles. Mike laughs, reaching over to pat Foxy’s thigh, before resting his hand there. he gently rubs his thumb into the synthetic skin of his boyfriend. he looks up when the others climb into the car.

“isn’t this sweet.” Freddy teases. Foxy grumbles, sitting up. he slumps over against the window again, yawning.

“Freddy be nice.” Chica warns.

“everyone ready?” Mike asks.

“lets go.” Freddy says. Mike nods and heads for the house. tomorrow was going to be interesting.

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Mike grumbles, shifting, and curling up closer to Foxy. the man beside him snores, are tightening around him. Mike shifts, nuzzling his face into the mans bare chest. even half asleep, he can pick up the sounds of Fozy artificial heart beating under his synthetic skin.

Foxy shifts a little, pulling Mike closer.

“quit squirmin’.” Foxy mumbles. Mike grunts, throwing his leg over Foxys legs, tightening his hold on Foxys chest. Foxy tilts his head down to nuzzle his face into Mikes hair. Mike sighs happily, rubbing his hand down Foxys side, kissing the mans bare chest.

“let me go back to sleep.” Mike mumbles, hugging Foxy’s waist.

“ye woke me up wit’ yer squirmin’.” Foxy murmurs.

“the sun woke me up.” Mike pouts. Foxy blinks one eye open and grumbles, the sun was coming through the window.

“c’mere.” Foxy murmurs, moving Mike.

“stop you’re moving me.” Mike mumbles. Foxy chuckles and pulls Mike onto him, hugigng him

“there, no light.” Foxy murmurs, kissing his head. Mike sighs happily, nuzzling his face into Foxy’s neck. Foxy holds him tightly, rubbing a hand down Mikes back gently. Mike’s muscles tense slightly under his gentle touch. Foxy settles back down when Mike snores softly. he’s charged up and ready to get up as soon as Mike is ready, but for now he can lay here with Mike on him. he settles himself into a light sleep, until Mike decides to get up.

Foxy mutters, feeling someone tap him. he growls lowly when whoever it is, gets too close to Mike.

“trouch ;I'm, I dare ye. I’ll gut ye.” Foxy warns, holding Mike tighter. Mike sighs quietly,.

“I don’t want to touch your man.” Bonnie chuckles softly. Foxy slowly opens his eyes, looking at Bonnie. he growls lowly in warning, staring Bonnie down. Mike shifts a little. Foxy glances down, holding him tighter. he glares at Bonnie.

“what?” Froxy growls. Bonnie shrugs.

“nothing just wondering if you two were okay.” Bonnie says. Foxy shifts Mike gently, holding tighter.

“he’s sleepin’.” Foxy mutters, letting his eyes fall closed again. “leave’im be. don’ want ‘im passin’ out loike he did at Freddy’s.” Foxy mumbles. Bonnie nods, rolling his eyes.

“okay, I’ll leave you guys alone, just checking in.” Bonnie assures, heading out of the room.

“s’wrong?” Mike manages.

“nothin’ go back t’ sleep.” Foxy murmurs, kissing his head gently. Mike mumbles shifting, he wiggles his arms up under Foxy. Foxy lets him. “go back t’ sleep.” Foxy murmurs again gently. Mike grunts, gripping the back of Foxy’s shoulder with one hand. his other hand snakes up into the back of Foxy’s hair holding gently.

“not leavin’ me.” Mike mumbles.

“m’not goin’ no where Mikey, not til yer ready t’ get up.” Foxy assures, reaching one hand down to caress Mikes leg where his knee is resting against Foxys hip, before gripping his thigh. he caresses Mikes thigh, at the edge of his boxers, with his thumb, hold him. Mike lifts his head sleepily, blinking at Foxy. “ye alright? yer holdin’ me pretty tight.” Foxy murmurs softly, Mike grunts, leaning down to rest his forehead against Foxys.

“m’fine.” Mike mumbles. “I jus’ told you you’re not going any where.” Mike says. Foxy chuckles.softly.

“I told ye, I ain’ goin’ no where.” Foxy assures again. his free hand slides up to the back of Mikes head, holding him still. he looks concerned. “ ye sure yer alright?” Foxy askss.

“m’okay Foxy. just, a free day. the first one we’ve had in a while. you’re not getting up.” Mike murmurs. Foxy laughs.

“if ye wan’ t’ lay here all day, I’ll stay right here.” Foxy assures. he leans up a little to press his nose against Mikes. “ye wan’ t’ go back t’ sleep?” Foxy asks. Mike huffs, leaning down to kiss the taller man. he pulls his other leg up to bracket Foxys hips with his knees. Foxy shivers into the kiss, watching Mike when he pulls back. he still looks half asleep and his hair is a mess, it makes Foxy smile. Mike grumbles and buries his face back into Foxy’s neck. Foxy chuckles. ‘yer always callin’ me needy or touch starved.” Foxy teases.

“thats cause you are.” Mike murmurs.

“comin’ from the one who wants me t’ lay here all day and hold’im.” Foxy chuckles, kissing his head.

“we;;, you don’t have to just lay here and hold me.” Mike murmurs into Foxys neck. he kisses the nap of his neck gently.

“yeah?” Foxy asks.

“yeah,” Mike murmurs. he nuzzles his face into Foxys neck again. “you fed me, let me sleep. still up for that good fuck you promised me.” Mike mumbles. Foxy snorts.

“m’tellin’ ye right now, yer gonna fall asleep “ Foxy murmurs. Mike scoffs. “not t’ mention the others would definitely hear.” Foxy adds.

“as if they ain’t heard us in the office before.” Mike mumbles. :you’re no fun.” Mike huffs. Foxy chuckles, wrapping his arms around Mike’s waist.

“m’loads o’ fun.” Foxy chuckles. there’s a quiet knock on the door and Foxy looks over. Mike grumbles quietly, kissing his neck again, before letting his eyes close. “what?” Foxy calls. the door opens slightly, Freddy pokes his head in.

“we’re going to go outside and hang in the pool, you idiots getting out of bed any time soon?” Freddy asks.

“only if you keep talking so loud and only to knock the fuck out of you.” Mike growls into Foxys neck. Foxy chuckles softly.

“ya’ll go out, have fun, we’ll be here until he decides he wants t’ get up.” Foxy says. Freddy rolls his eyes and shuts the door, walking off. Foxy tightens his hold on Mike, rolling them over and pinning him to the mattress. Mike blinks up at him sleepily. “see, look at ye. yer half asleep.” Foxy chuckles. Mike grunts

“not all of us are Androids who can wake up perky.” Mike grumbles, pulling Foxy down into a kiss. Foxy chuckles into the kiss, gripping Mike’s hips gently. Mike pulls him closer, hand fisted carefully in the back of Foxy’s hair. Foxy pulls back.

“yer right. some are human and humans need sleep.” Foxy murmurs, smiling. Mike huffs.

“fine.” Mike mutters, dropping his arms from Foxy. he lets them flop onto the bed. Foxy drops his face into Mikes neck, biting gently. Mike groans softly. “knock it off.” Mike mutters. Foxy pulls back, looking at him.

“what?” Foxy asks, eye brows furrowing.

“m’not in the mood for teasing.” Mike mumbles, sinking into the bed.

“whose teasin’?” Foxy asks, leaning down to bite his neck again, harder this time. “pretty sure I promised ye.” Foxy murmurs. Mike chuckles.

“what happened to me being half asleep?” Mike asks,

“perfect way t’ wake ye up.” Foxy grins. Mike smirks at him a little.

“see, now you’re seeing things my way.” Mike murmurs, Foxy laughs, leaning down to bite his neck, his right hand slides up Mikes arm teasingly, before he grabs Mikes hand intertwining their fingers as he pulls his face out of his neck to kiss him. Foxys other hand snakes up into the back of Mikes hair, pulling gently. Mike groans into his mouth, arching up off the bed.

“I loike yer way better.” Foxy murmurs, gently biting Mikes lip.

“fuck.” Mike mumbles, chasing the others mans lips to kiss him again.

“m’workin’ on it. jus’ gimmie a minute.” Foxy chuckles softly. he kisses him again.

Bonnie leans back on the pool float, laying in the sun.

they’d help Mike purchase a bigger above ground pool once the Pizzeria had taken off again. a 30’ x 40’ pool with a deck built around it. with some working and ideas, they’d even managed to make it deep enough the Androids could enjoy it at just over 6ft deep, a special order to ensure the Androids had something fun and relaxing to do when they came over. Mike had dipped into some of the money the old owner had left, just to make sure the Androids could enjoy it, though he’d never tell them he’d sent almost $4,000 on the pool.

“think they’re gonna stay in bed all day?” Bonnie asks. Chica looks up from her donut float.

“well, Mike was tired. he could use more sleep.” Chica suggests.

“they are definitely not sleeping.” Freddy laughs, from his spot laying on the deck. he’s simply enjoying the sun.

“huh?” Chica asks.

“don’t asl Chica.” Bonnie says, closing his eyes.

“oh, gross!” Chica shutters. Freddy laughs.

“oh give them a break, at least we didn’t catch them in Mikes office again.” Freddy laughs.

“I twice was enough.” Bonnie huffs.

“once was enough.” Freddy frowns.

“I’m lucky I knock before I barge in there I guess.” Chica shrugs. “besides, its the first day off they’ve had since we reopened. so they got caught in the the office three or four times, let them be in the house for a few hours. we’re fine out here and, hell, maybe Foxy can fuck the stress out of him.” Chica laughs.

“I have never seen a human more stressed than Mike.” Freddy agrees. Bonnie nods slightly.

“I mean, have you seen him? he’s lost a lot of weight the past couple of months.” Bonnie frowns.

“not for Foxys lack of trying.” Freddy frowns. “he took up cooking to see if he could get Mike to eat more, but he says he just snacks, and he won’t eat the food at the pizzeria, he usually just eats sandwiches.” Freddy frowns.

“should we step in to help?” Chica asks, curiously.

“I don’t know what we can do to help.” Freddy frowns.

“make him have some fun. he needs to relax.” Chica huffs.

“look, even after romping around in thee office with Foxy, Mike’s never been relaxed. I haven’t seen him relaxed since we met him.” Bonnie frowns.

“maybe we should find a way to help him relax. get him in on our fun.” Chica says.

“there’s an idea.” Freddy says, sitting up to look over at them. “Mike’s been taking care of us, we should help take care of him. get him relaxed, make sure he eats, see to it he has fun doing something other than Foxy.” Freddy snorts. Bonnie chuckles.

“gross.” Chica frowns. “but what do we do? Chica asks.

“we’ll figure it out.” Freddy assures.

“how long should we leave them alone?” Bonnie asks.

“we’ve only been out here 30 minutes. give them more time.” Freddy frowns.

“true. we’ll let them come to us.” Bonnie shrugs. Freddy grunts rolling off the deck and into the pool.

Mike sighs quietly, laying under Foxy. the red haired man is laying on him, letting his system regulate.

“m’I crushin’ ye?” Foxy asks. Mike shake his head.

“no. you’re fine.” Mike mumbles. Foxy lifts his head from Mikes neck.

“yer half asleep again.” Foxy laughs.

“can’t help it.” Mike snorts, stretching. Foxy chuckles and sits up off him, rolling off beside him. “I need a shower.” Mike murmurs.

“yer fine. why shower? we can jus’ go hop in the pool.” Foxy murmurs.

“no thanks.” Mike says. Foxy looks confused, getting up off the bed. he heads for the dresser to grab his swim trunks.

“oh c’mon. why don’ ye come swim with us?” Foxy asks.

“no. thanks but no.” Mike says. Foxy raises an eye brow, looking the other man over. Mikes tense, looking almost nervous at the pool being brought up.

“ye alright?” Foxy asks, concerned.

“truthfully?” Mike asks, hesitantly.

“that would be nice.” Foxy frowns. Mike looks away from him, staring at the wall.

“I… I can’t swim.” Mike mumbles. Foxy looks confused.

“what? why ain’ ye say so? I’ll teach ye.” Foxy smiles. Mike shakes his head.

“its not like that.” Mike sighs. Foxy looks more confused.

“what do ye mean?” Foxy asks. Mike bites his lip and sighs.

“you can’t teach me. I didn’t know how how before…. before the accident. my parents never taught me… and after…” Mike trails, hesitantly. he reaches up to rub the scar on his head, Foxy’s noticed he does that when he’s nervous.

“yeah?” Foxy asks. Mike sighs.

“well, they tried. I could swim for a minutes.=, but then i’d forget, start drowning… now I’m afraid of water like that.” Mike mumbles.

“I won’ let ye drown.” Foxy assures gently, walking over. Mike glances at him.

“you want me to sit out there with you, don’t you?” Mike ask. Foxy looks away.

“maybe.” he mumbles. Mike.smiles at him a little, sitting up.

“I’ll ley in the esun. that sounds like it could be nice. you keep me safe from the pool, I’ll keep you safe from the others.” Mike murmurs. Foxy smiles at him.

“deal.” Foxy murmurs. Mike nods.

“alright, pass me some shorts.” Mike says. Foxy perks up and rummages through the doors, before tossing Mike a pair of shorts. Mike pulls them on and gets up off the bed.

“do ye want a shirt?” Foxy asks. Mike looks down at himself.

“do I need one?” Mike asks.

“no, no. ye ain’t need one. yer the prettiest damn human I’ve ever seen and I love lookin’ at ye.” Foxy says. “but I left some marks on yer neck…” Foxy says, gently reaching up to Mikes neck. the smaller man hisses softly. “sorry I ain’ mean t’ hurt ye. by bitin’ yer neck or by askin’ if’n ye wanted a shirt.” Foxy murmurs softly. Foxy had been surprised to find that, despite the fact he found the man perfect, Mike was insecure about his body. Foxy wasn’t sure why, Foxy’s body had been built in the way Foxy had chosen. to be his normal height, almost 7 ft, but based to be the nearly the same size and build of Mikes. his shoulders were a bit more broad, as was his chest, but he and MIke were almost the same. Foxy had chosen his body because, as he’d told Mike, he felt like they wouldn’t be too far off Mike if he’d been human.

“not its fine. you didn’t. I’m fine.” Mike assures. he shakes his head. “yeah I should probably wear one. it looks pretty sunny out there and, unlike you guys, I sunburn.” Mike says. Foxy nods slightly and hands Mike a shirt. its one of the light blue Fazbear shirts they put out recently. he grabs Mike when the man grabs the shirt. he pulls Mike to his chest and kisses him.

“hey, I don’ know why yer so upset with how ye look. I love the way ye look so much I based myself off ye.” Foxy murmurs. Mike smiles at him a little.

“I know.” Mike murmurs. he leans against the taller for a moment, before pulling back. “c’mon lets go outside.” Mike says. Foxy nods, taking his hand and heading outside.

both blink at the sun, glancing at the other three.

“nice of you two to join us.” Bonnie teases, waving.

“Mike, are you not getting in?” Chica asks. Mike shakes his head.

“nah. I’m good.” Mike says, sitting on the desk. he lays out where Freddy had been previously. he sighs.

“hey, how about we go see a movie tonight?” Freddy asks. Mike looks over at him.

“uh, yea sure.” Mike says. “what do you guys want to see?” Mike asks.

“something funny!” Chica giggles.
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“something scary.” Bonnie smirks.

“I dunno.” Freddy shrugs. “whats playing?” he asks. Mike shrugs and reaches into this pocket.

“shit, Foxy while you’re still standing can you go get my phone? I guess I forgot it in the bedroom.” Mike frowns, glancing at him. Foxy shrugs, stepping away from the edge of the pool.

“sure.” he hums, heading back into the house. he’s only gone a moment, when he hears Mike yelp and a splash. Foxy freezes for a second and whips around, running back out. Mikes gone. “what did ye do!?” Foxy shouts, looking around, almost frantic.

“relax, Freddy just pushed him in.” Bonnie chuckles. a look of panic crosses Foxys face, like no panic Bonnie has ever seen before, and he takes off running as fast as he can, jumping from the deck. he drives into the water, nearly hitting his ankles on the desk, but just barely managing to miss it.. others watch in confusion as Foxy quickly surfaces with Mike clutched in his arms. he’s got Mike up under his arms, Mikes back to his chest, though he’s got a hand loosely wrapped around Mikes throat, propping his chin up gently, holding his face out of water. he’s sputtering trying to get the water from his own mouth.

“Foxy-” Chica starts. Foxy growls at them, making his way towards the edge of the pool. Mike was a little heavier than he thought he would be with his clothes on.

“s’okay, yer okay.” Foxy murmurs gently, trying to grab hold of the edge and haul Mike up.

“it was just a joke.” Freddy says, hesitantly. Foxys eyes snap over to him, growling again.

“he can’ swim! he’s afraid of water! yer fuckin’ stupid!” Foxy shouts. Bonnie scrambles out quickly, climbing onto the desk and runs over to Foxy.

“give him here. come on.” Bonnie says, reaching for Mike. Foxy holds Mike up the best he can, letting Bonnie take him, before climbing out quickly. he lays Mikes out beside him, shaking him a little. Mikes eyes fly open and he jerks up, spitting water out before letting out a terrified scream. Bonnie jumps back quickly. Foxy’s quick to wrap his arms around the smaller man, pulling him to his chest.

“s’okay. yer okay. s’okay. yer not in the water. I gotcha. yer okay. yer gonna be okay.” Foxy murmurs, gently. Mikes coughing now, spitting up more water. his first instinct had been to scream for Foxy, so he’d inhaled a lot of water. Mikes knuckles are white from how hard he’s gripping onto Foxys arm.

“Foxy?” Chica asks, hesitantly.

“what the hell is wrong with ye?” Foxy snaps, glaring at Freddy. the brown haired man is watching them, shocked.

“uh, I… it… I…” Freddy sputters. Mikes trembling, buried in Foxys chest. Foxy shifts him gently, pulling Mikes hands from his arm, despite the terrified whimper the man gives.

“okay. c’mon.” Foxy murmurs. he scoops Mike up, growling dangerously at Freddy. Freddy watches him. “yer lucky he needs me.” Foxy snaps, carrying him back inside quickly.

“way to go Freddy.” Chica glares.

“I thought he’d find it funny! how was I supposed to know a man who owns a pool can’t swim?” Freddy huffs.

Foxy carries Mike to the bedroom, looking around. his first thought is to put Mike in the bath and rinse the pool water off, but he’s not sure it would do him any good. it might make things worse. he glances around, trying not to panic. he doesn’t know what to do. he doesn’t have any knowledge for this situation. he glances at Mike.

“Mike… Mikey I don’ know what m’doin’ tell me what ye need. how can I help ye?” Foxy asks, nervously. Mike opens his mouth, but only manages a whimper. he closes his mouth, shakily looking up at Foxy, begging him to understand. willing him to know what's going on. Foxy meets his eye and nods slightly. “okay. yer havin’ a moment loike I do. ye can’ talk.” Foxy murmurs, looking around. “ye… ye can’ talk, but ye can nod. so, yes er no. ye need to warm up?” Foxy asks. Mike nods shakily. “okay, can I put ye in the shower or will it make it worse?” Foxy asks. Mike nods again slightly, fisting a hand in Foxys shirt tightly, with a quiet whimper. “I won’ go no where, m’gonna stay with ye. I ain’ goin’ no where. I promise. I won’ leave ye.” Foxy assures, heading into the bathroom quickly.

Foxy is quick to turn on the water, letting it warm up, before he turns the shower on and climbs into the water, sitting in the tub. its quiet for a few minutes, Mike trembling against Foxy, before he suddenly lets out a scream, digging his face into Foxys chest. he screams again, its muffled slightly by Foxys chest. Foxy holds him tightly, squeezing him gently until Mike gets quiet again.

“s’okay. s’okay.” Foxy murmurs softly, holding him tighter. Foxy kisses his head gently, nuzzling his face into Mikes hair gently. “I know. yer okay. m’sorry. m’so sorry Mike. I didn’ think they’d hurt ye.” Foxy murmurs. “I never thought they’d hurt ye. m’sorry.” Foxy soothes. he leans back into the tub, cuddling Mike. “I don’ know how t’ help ye.” Foxy says softly. Mike chokes, nails digging into Foxys chest, leaving marks on the synthetic skin.

“h-ho-hold me.” Mike manages. Foxy nods, holding tighter.

“I won’ let ye go. m’not lettin’ ye go. s’okay.” Foxy soothes. he kisses Mikes head, gently slipping his hands up under the others shirt to pull it off him. “c’mon, lets get that off ye. s’soaked.” Foxy murmurs. Mike doesn’t fight him, but he’s not in the shape to help. Foxy takes his shirt off him, tossing it into the tub. Mike curls back up in his lap, holding onto Foxy tightly. Mike jerks, flinching and curling up more when there's a knock on the door. Foxy glances over. “fuck off.” Foxy growls. the door opens anyway. Bonnie pokes his head in.

“is… is he okay?” Bonnie asks, glancing at Mike. all he can see if the others back, but his eyes snap back up to Foxy when the red haired man growls at him in warning.

“get away from ‘im. don’ even look at ‘im.” Foxy snaps. Mike curls up, cuddling closer to Foxy, hugging his chest silently. Foxy growls lowly at Bonnie, flashing his sharp canines at the purple haired man in warning, eyes narrowed at him. Bonnie’s eyes widen and he steps back.

“Foxy, hey take it easy. I don’t want to hurt him. I just want to check on you guys.” Bonnie assures gently. Foxy holds him tighter.

“back off.” Foxy warns. he shifts Mike, almost like he’s ready to drop the man and jump at Bonnie, but Mikes nails dig into his synthetic skin, causing his sensor nodes to flair up in something akin to pain. Foxy glances down at Mike, before the growl dies in his throat and he leans his head back against the shower wall silently, rubbing Mikes back gently.

“Foxy, Freddy didn’t mean to-” Bonnie tries.

“yes he did!” Foxy snaps. this time Mike holding onto him won’t stop him. he puts Mike down, getting up.

“Foxy.” Mike manages, grabbing hold of his leg in a desperate attempt to not be left alone, even if the man is still in the room. Foxy brushes his hands off gently, stepping out of the tub. Mike tenses, turning slightly to watch Foxy. he curls in on himself, trembling. Bonnie steps back quickly.

“Foxy, Foxy hang on. Mike needs you. don’t go too far.” Bonnie says hesitantly, putting his hands up. Foxy doesn’t faulter, stalking towards Bonnie. “Foxy, take it easy. Mike needs you.” Bonnie attempts to soothe. he motions to Mike.and, despite being pissed, Foxy turns to glance at Mike. the man is curled up, still trembling, head in his knees, they’re hugged so tightly to his chest that Foxy can see his skin changing colors in his arms. his ears droop, but he turns to Bonnie and growls when the man starts speaking again. “he’s not doing so hot. he needs you to help him Foxy.:” Bonnie says.

“what he needs s’idiots loike ye t’ not push ‘im in the pool!” Foxy shouts.

“okay! okay! Fredy’s already promised no more pranks on Mike. none ever. Freddy promised. Mike will never be a victim of a prank again. swear on it.” Bonnie assures.

“I’ll believe that when I see it.” Foxy growls. Bonnie looks around him to Mike.

“Foxy, Mike’s having a panic attack. he needs you.” Bonnie murmurs. Foxy turns to look behind him again, Mikes face is still in his knees, but his nails are digging into the sides of his head hard.

“get out.” Foxy snaps, turning back to Bonnie. he shoved the man hard and slams the door shut, before making his way back over to Mike as quickly as he can. he climbs into the tub again, pulling Mike back into his lap. “m'sorry love.” Foxy murmurs, holding him tighter. “m’sorry. I know ye need me. m’sorry I had t’ get up.” Foxy murmurs. Mike chokes on a wuirt sob.”m’sorry. m’so sorry. I-I…. I never should’ve left ye with them.” Foxy mumbles. Mike leans back against him, trembling slightly. he turns his head to look at Foxy.

“s-sorry. I’m sorry.” Mike manages, hugging himself. Foxy looks confused.

“sorry? ye ain’ do nothin’.” Foxy murmurs.

“break, breaking down like a kid because I got pushed into the pool.” Mike mutters. Foxy frowns, hugging him tighter.

“ye can’ swim.” Foxy says firmly. “it weren’ yer fault. I shouldn’ have left ye out there with them.” Foxy growls. he sighs. “there’s nothin’ I can say t’ make ye feel better, but how ‘bout we get out o’ the shower. get dressed, we curl up on the couch an watch that movie ye wanted.” Foxy offers. Mike shakily turns his head, watching Foxy. he reaches up and wipes his face a little.

“y-you didn’t want to watch that movie and I won’t make you just to make me feel better.” Mike sniffles, wiping at his nose a little. Foxy smiles at him, kissing his forehead.

“I’ll watch whatever ye want.” Foxy says softly. Mike shakes his head leaning back against him.

“no. I-I won’t.” Mike mumbles, sniffling. he wipes his eyes again. “won’t make you watch that stupid movie.” Mike says. he leans back against him. “you don’t like horror movies.” Mike adds.

“but ye do.” Foxy murmurs, leaning forward to turn off the water. “c’mon, we can fight ‘bout what we’re gonna watch once yer dry and dressed.” Foxy says. Mike nods slightly, shakily getting out of the tub. Foxy follows behind him pausing. “yer bleeding.” Foxy frowns.

“I bumped my head on the deck when he pushed me in.” Mike mumbles. Foxy growls lowly. “I’m okay.” Mike assures gently.

they get dried off and dressed, standing in the bedroom for a moment. Mike shifts from foot to foot anxiously, before he wraps his arms tightly around Foxy. he drops his head against Foxy’s chest. Foxy looks shocked a little, before wrapping his arms around Mike and kissing his head.

“yer okay.” Foxy mumbles.

“I”m sorry. I’m okay. I knew you had me, I just…. I just freaked out.” Mike mumbles.

“gotta say, s’weird t’ see ye scared. ye handled us loike we were nothin’. loike nothin’ scared ye.” Foxy murmurs.

“everyone is scared of something.” Mike mumbles, hugging tighter to Foxy.

“I guess that's true.” Foxy murmurs. he nuzzles Mikes hair gently, kissing his head. “now, what movie do ye want?” Foxy asks. Mike shrugs and hugs him tighter.

“not M3gan.” Mike mumbles. “you don’t like horror movies.” Mike adds. Foxy smiles a little.

“I’ll watch whatever ye want.” Foxy murmurs, nuzzling him.

“I don’t care Foxy, just pick a movie, please.” Mike mumbles. Foxy nods, scooping him up gently. Mike is quick to hold onto him. “you don’t have to carry me.” Mike huffs, softly.

“I want t’,” Foxy says, carrying him to the couch. he lays them both out of the couch and grabs the remote. he flips on a random movie, some comedy Mike remembers seeing once or twice called The Pacifire. they settle together and Mike clings to Foxys chest. the bigger holds him tighter, kissing his head and nuzzling him gently. he doesn’t mind cuddling the smaller to watch movies. he can live with this.

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“just remember Foxy, its prank. I’m not actually hurt.” Mike assures, looking at the red haired man. Foxy huffs.

“damn it, I know that. I ain’ stupid.” Foxy huffs, rolling his eyes. Mike chuckles, nodding.

“good, just checking.” Mike assures. he smiles at Bonnie and Chica on the couch.

“hey Freddy!” Mike calls.

“yeah?” Freddy calls.

“can you pop my back?” Mike asks. Freddy pops into the living room, confused. “I’m gonna cross my arms over my chest, I just need you to wrap your arms around mine, lean back a little, and squeeze. its easy.” Mike explains.

“why me?” Freddy asks. “why nods Foxy?” Freddy asks. Mike shrugs.

“I ain’ wanna hurt ‘im. m’the clumsy one remember?” Foxy asks. Freddy winces a little. they’d all been calling him that, because even though he could walk better sometimes he’d trip up and fall. he was far more clumsy than the others.

“he doesn’t want to hurt me more than I’m already hurting.” Mike says.

“and we’re busy.” Bonnie says, trying to lean around Freddy to see the TV.

“yeah move your but. we’re watching TV.” Chica huffs, leaned back against Bonnie. Freddy frowns a little and shrugs.

“fine come here.” Freddy mutters. Mike smiles and walks over to him, putting his back to Freddy, crossing his arms over his chest.

“don’t break my spine.” Mike mutters. Freddy grunts, wrapping his arms around him carefully. Mike winks at Foxy, as if to remind him its just a prank. he wants to make sure the man knows he’s not being hurt. Freddy frowns a little, leaning back, just enough to lift Mike up off the ground.

“now what?” Freddy asks.

“well, you have to lean back and squeeze at the same time.” Mike says. Freddy huffs, putting Mikes feet back on the ground. he adjusts his hold a little, before leaning back some and squeezing Mike. there’s a loud crack and Mike goes limp immediately.

“Mike!” Foxy yelps, jumping from his chair. Freddy quickly drops him, stepping back.

“holy shit Freddy!” Bonnie shouts, pushing Chica away carefully, getting up.

“I didn’t mean to hurt him!” Freddy shouts. Foxy kneels beside Mike quickly, moving to roll him over.

“don’t move him! if Freddy broke his back he has a spinal injury! keep him still!” Bonnie shouts, rushing over. Freddy stands there eyes wide, watching. Bonnie gently feels Mikes neck gently, before frowning. he glances at Freddy.

‘well you did it.” Bonnie huffs.

“wh-what? did what? he’s dead?” Freddy asks, hands immediately flying up to grab his hair anxiously.

“no. we did it.” Chica smiles. Mike pops up, smirking at Freddy.

“and that is why we don’t play stupid pranks on people.” Mikes says. Foxy laughs, standing up. he helps Mike to his feet while Freddy stands there confused.

“b-but you’re okay?” Freddy manages.

‘yup!” Mike grins.

“but… you… I.. your back? that cracking sound?” Freddy asks.

“you did pop my back, which was nice, but that loud cracking, raw macaroni noodles. you squeezed and I bit down on them.” Mike shrugs.

“y-you tricked me!” Freddy shouts. “I thought I hurt you!” Freddy growls lowly. Mike laughs and shakes his head.

“yeah see I thought you’d say that.” Mike says. Freddy narrows his eyes. “bye!” Mike grins, taking off. he’s not as fast as they are, but the element of surprise is what he’s hoping for. he dahes out the door, before Freddy seems to realize what happened.

“I’m gonna akick your ass!” Freddy shouts, running after him. Foxy, Bonnie, and Chica follow them out the door, watching.

“watch the pool! watch the pool!” Foxy shouts, when Freddy almost manages to grab Mike near the pool. Mike laughs, dodging around a tree, he slides on the wet grass and yelps.

“shit!” Mike laughs, rolling and pushing himself back up. he manages to scramble out of the way when Freddy manages to do the exact same thing Mike did, sliding across the ground. Mike laughs and runs over to the porch, standing behind Foxy. he pants, trying to catch his breath. with Foxy in front of him, he knows the man in front of him will protect him. Freddy storms over and, just like Mike knew, Foxy steps to the side slightly, protectingg Mike from the angle Freddy is coming at.

“move!” Freddy huffs. “he tricked me! I thought I killed him!” Freddy snaps.

“no, he pranked ye. loike ye did.” Foxy says firmly. “when ye pushed ‘im in the pool an he couldn’ swim,” Foxy growls.

“that was different, I didn’t know he couldn’t swim, he pretended I killed him!” Freddy glares, pointing at Mike.

“and we all helped him.” Bonnie says, crossing his arms over his chest.

“face it Fred, you’ve been a bit of an ass with some of the pranks you’ve been playing.” CHica says.

“I mean you almost dislocated Foxy’s leg when you caught him in the damn trap and yanked him up leg first into a tree.” Chica frowns.

“not to mention you knocked him out in doing so and he hung there for like 30 minutes while you laughed.” Mike glares, wrapping his arms around Foxys waist from behind.

“or the time you almost poisoned Bonnie.” Chica frowns.

“okay! okay! I get it, my pranks are mean.” Freddy huffs. “but not as mean as you pretending I killed you.” Freddy glares. “I already promised no more pranks on Mike.” Freddy adds.

“we’re not asking you stop, we’re asking that you do real pranks. pranks are funny.” Bonnie frowns.

“that wasn’t funny.” Freddy glares.

“we gave you a taste of your own medicine.” Mike says. “yours weren’t funny either. you could’ve really hurt Foxy, almost killed me and Bonnie.” Mike adds.

“and gave Mike a concussion when you knocked him into the pool.” Bonnie adds.

“we were just showing you its not cool.” Chica says.

“fine.” Freddy mutters. “not more mean pranks.” he hisses.

“good.” Mike mutters. he heads back inside. Foxy follows Bonnie smirks at Freddy.

“we still love you. even if you’re an ass.” Bonnie says, heading inside. Chica smiles at Freddy, heading inside. Freddy follows, although he looks annoyed. he under stands why the did what they did.

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“whats that ye got there, Lass?” Foxy asks, walking over to a little girl. the Cove is closed for cleaning after a couple of kids had too much pizza and soda and puked everywhere, so he’s wondering the main room.

the little girl blinks up at Foxy.

“its a hula hoop. I just got it for my birthday.” the girl says.

“ye did? well, happy birthday kiddo.” Foxy chuckles. he crouches down. he’s curious about this toy he’s never seen before. “but what's a ‘hula hoop’?” Foxy asks. the little girl giggles.

“watch!” she grins. she puts the hoop on and easily gets the hoop moving. Foxy watches her fascinated. she stops and pulls the hoop off, holding it out to Foxy. “wanna try?” she grins. Foxy raises an eye brow but takes the hoop and stands up.

“uh, sure.” he shrugs.

“put the hoop over your head.” the girl giggles. Foxy nods and puts it over his head, bringing it down to just above his hips. “now spin it! she squeals. Foxy nods and spins the hoop. it falls straight to the ground. the little girl starts laughing while Foxy bends to pick it up. “no silly you have to move to. like this!” the little girl giggles. she demonstrates to Foxy who watches her before nodding.

“alright.” Foxy says. he does as the little girl told him.

“yeah! like that! you’re really good at that Foxy!” the girl grins.

“oh wow, are you teaching Foxy to hula hoop?” Mike chuckles walking over.

“yeah! he’s really good at it!” the girl grins. Mike chuckles, watching Foxy. the man had picked that up almost as fast as he’d picked up gymnastics when Mike signed him up for classes.

“yeah he is. thats great. look at you Foxy.” Mike chuckles. Foxy shoots a small smile at him. he grabs the hoop and pulls it back over his head, flipping it over the little girl in one swift move.

“here. thank ye.” Foxy smiles. the little girl nods and runs off, giggling. Mike chuckles and shakes his head.

“did you have fun?” Mike asks. Foxy nods.

“yeah that was fun.” Foxy murmurs.

“good. you ready for your show?” Mike asks.

“Cove cleaned up?” Foxy asks. Mike nods and smiles.

“yeah, hey.” Mike says. Foxy looks at him.

“yeah?” Foxy asks.

“um… would you like some guys on your crew?” Mike asks. Foxy looks confused.

“ye can join me any time ye want.” Foxy assures.

“no, no. I mean yeah I’ll join you at any time.” Mike assures, smiling. “i just….” Mike trails.

“yeah?” Foxy asks.

“you know what you have a show to do. I’ll bother you with it later alright?” Mike asks. Foxy frowns, glancing at the Cove as Mike attempts to walk off.

“fuck the show.” Foxy frowns, grabbing Mikes arm. Mike turns to look at him. “ye can’ jus’ ask that an walk off.” Foxy says.

“Foxy, I-” Mike tries.

“no. cause yer gonna make me panic. I know ye’d never replace me. I know it but-” Foxy starts. Mike shakes his head, grabbing Foxy and pulling him to his office. he shuts the door behind him and looks up at Foxy.

“replace you? Foxy you’re irreplaceable. I could never. there’s no one that could ever replace you, I love you too much, not to mention how much the others love you and the kids love you.” Mike says, cupping Foxys face and pulling him down so they’re eye to eye. he kisses the taller. “I didn’t mean anything like that, alright? so don’t think like that. no one can replace you. I don’t know about you but, I don’t tell someone I love them if I don’t mean it and I’m not gonna just run off after I’ve said it. you’re not losing the Cove and you’re not losing me.” Mike assures.

“then what did ye mean?” Foxy asks. Mike sighs.

“just that… compared to the others, you look, lonely on that big stage all by yourself.” Mike murmurs. Foxy looks confused.

“lonely? I can pull ye er anyone o’ the others up there at anytime an ye’ll all play ‘long. I ain’ lonely.” Foxy assures. Mike nods a little.

“okay, good. good.” Mike murmurs, kissing his nose. he lets Foxy go but not before the taller sees something flash in his eyes.

“ye alright?” Foxy asks. Mike nods with a small smile.

“yeah. I’m just tired I think” Mike mutters, rubbing his face.

“Bonnie said yer free t’ use his bed.” Foxy murmurs. Mike shakes his head.

“no I have paperwork to do.” Mike says. “and you have a show to do.” Mike adds, heading to sit at the desk. Foxy wraps an arm around his waist and pulls him back to his chest.

“I don’ think so. yer not sleepin’ at this desk again.” Foxy warns.

“I’m not taking over Bonnie’s bed again. he might need it.” Mike frowns.

“he can share with Freddy er Chica. s’jus’ a few hours.” Foxy rolls his eyes.

“I don’t want to make him do that.” Mike mumbles.

“make ‘im? he can, will, and already has.” Foxy snorts. Mike blinks looking at Foxy.

“is Bonnie bi or something?” Mike asks. Foxy snorts.

“yer catchin’ on.” Foxy chuckles.

“no I’m lost.” Mike mutters.

“s’triangle.” Foxy says. Mike looks more confused. “well, more o’ a straight line, but not the point. Chica be Bonnie’s girlfriend and Bonnie, he be Freddy’s boyfriend.” Foxy says. Mike blinks at him.

“what?” Mike asks. Foxy laughed. “so Freddy and Chica ?” Mike asks.

“not s’far s’im aware.” Foxy chuckles. “now do ye want t’ go nap er not? I got a show t’ start.” Foxy says. Mike makes a small face.

“no I’m good. it was bad enough thinking I was probably laying on sheets dirtied by two of them, but all three of them? nah. that's gross.” Mike shutters. Foxy laughs and scoops him up gently.

“Bonnie keeps his bed clean and washed jus’ in case ye need a nap. s’sheets are washed every other day. he washed them yesterday.” Foxy assures.

“why do you know this?” Mike ask.

“he told me.” Foxy shrugs. he carries Mike to the back, where Freddy is reading a book on his bed.

“Foxy? Mike? everything okay?” Freddy asks.

“Mike needs a nap.” Foxy says.

“Bonnies bed is free.” Freddy says, turning back to his book. “don’t you have a show?” Freddy asks.

“didn’ I jus’ tell ye Mike needed a nap?” Foxy snaps. he lays Mike down on the bed gently.

“I can walk.” Mike grumbles.

“and?” Foxy asks, tucking him in gently.

“I’m not a child.” Mike huffs, curling up on his side.

“ye were gonna sleep at yer desk.” Foxy says, rolling his eyes. Mike grunts at him. “stop over workin’ and start sleepin’.” Foxy mutters, crouching beside the bed. “how long can I let ye sleep before yer angry ye slept too long?” Foxy asks.

“four hours at most.” Mike mumbles. Foxy nods.

“alright. see ye in four hours.” Foxy nods, standing up. as he does so he notices Mike clutching his head. he got pains from his brain injury sometimes.Foxy makes a mental note to remind him to take his migraine medicine when he gets up. he nods at Freddy and heads out of the room. Mike hisses softly, the walls dampen the sound, but it doesn’t drown it out completely.

“you okay?” Freddy asks.

“I will be.” he mutters. Freddy’s about to get up and check on him physically, when Foxy comes back. he crouches back down beside Mike, talking to him a moment, before nodding. he puts something over the other mans head, before leaving again. Freddy watches confused, waiting for Foxy to leave, before he gets up.

“what the hell?” Freddy mutters, leaning over Mike carefully. he doesn’t want the other man to notice him. Mike has a pair of ear muffs on. Freddy straightens, putting his book down immediately. he walks over and shuts the lights off, carefully leaving the room. they all know that means Mikes injury is hurting him again and he needs to be left alone.

Bonnie looks concerned immediately when he see’s Freddy.

“hey, whats wrong?” Bonnie asks.

“Mike.” Freddy says. Bonnie whips around looking for the man immediately.

“what happened? where is he? is he okay? does Foxy know something is wrong?” Bonnie asks, turning back to Freddy quickly.

“easy, easy. he’s alright. Foxy has him in your bed, but he’s got those ear muffs on again.” Freddy frowns.

“so his head is hurting him.” Bonnie frowns. he glances at the clock on the wall. “we’ve got one more party in the Cove. then we can close early. get him out of here.” Bonnie says. Freddy nods.

“check with Chica first, I’m gonna try to catch Foxy after his show.” Freddy says. Bonnie nods and heads off for the kitchen. Freddy pokes into the Cove. Foxy’s show hasn’t started just yet, the man is probably getting dressed in his boat still, but kids are starting to come in. Freddy heads for the stage, smiling and waving at the kids as he walks.

as he thought, Foxy is just putting on his hat and grabbing his sword when Freddy walks into the boat. Foxy glances at him.

“hey, didn’ mean t’ run ye out o’ there.” Foxy says. Freddy shakes his head.

“no, you didn’t. I just noticed Mikes head was hurting again, thought it best if he was left alone.” Freddy frowns. Foxy nods.

“yeah. when he fergets t’ sleep… ye know.” Foxy says. “and he’s been workin’ on somethin’ in the office a lot lately. talkin’ t’ Garcia again.” Foxy adds.

“right. we’re thinking of closing early today, after the last party. getting him out of here seems like a priority..” Freddy says. Foxy shakes his head.

“he’s gonna be pissed.” Foxy frowns.

“yeah but whats worse, him being angry or letting him stay here the rest of the day and him needing to eb out for three days again like last time? curled up in pain and miserable.” Freddy frowns. Foxy frowns at him. Mike hadn’t said a word to anyone the first time this had happened, Foxy had just found him in the office, clutching his head and screaming into a folded jacket on his knees, sobbing. his ears had hurt so bad. Mike had spent three days curled up in bed with ear plugs in under his earmuffs, he’d refused to eat, nearly sending Foxy into a frenzy.

Foxy clenches his fists, before sheathing his sword and grabbing his hook.

“right. okay. we finish the party. close early. yer right, he ain’ need t’ be here.” Foxy agrees. Freddy nods.

“we’ll put out a notice and let everyone know. Freddy’s will be closing early today. you’re letting him have a four hour nap right?” Freddy asks. Foxy nods.

“its all he wanted.” Foxy says.

“good. party starts after your next show. they’re booked for two hours. by the time you go to get him up we’ll be shut down and ready to get him out of here.” Freddy nods. Foxy nods.

“I won’ even have t’ wake ‘im.” Foxy says. he’d gotten his drivers license not long after the first incident. he needed to be able to drive if Mike got hurt. Freddy nods at him.

“okay we’ll get this started. you focus on the show, we’ll have the party set up and ready to go when the kid gets here.” Freddy assures. Foxy nods.

“good, now git. show started 10 minutes ago an I still ain’ made it out there.” Foxy says. Freddy nods, heading out quickly. he pauses at the edge of the room, watching Foxys curtains pull back as Foxy flips out onto the center stage. that had be come his new entrance once he’d learned gymnastics “ahoy me maties!” Foxy shouts. several kids jump and scream, while others laugh. Foxy lets out a deep chuckle.

“you’re late!” a little boy shouts. Foxy lays pointing at the boy.

“ye sure are right ‘bout that.” Foxy says. “now, ol’ Foxy sure is sorry he’s late, but one o’ me crew mates ain’ feelin’ too good. ye know a good cap’in takes care o’ his matey’s.” Foxy explains. a little girl throws her hand in the air.

“is it Bonnie?” she asks.

“no s’not Bonnie, Chica, er Freddy. they’re fine.” Foxy assures. “now.” Foxy calls, looking around. “show mus’ go on.” Foxy announces.

“where’s Mike? you said your first matey was gonna be in the show!” one of the kids shouts.

“I sure did, but Mike is feelin’ a little under the weather. so, that means, m’gonna need someone t’ be me second first matey today.” Foxy calls. hands go up everywhere and Foxy glances around the room. who could he pull that wouldn’t end up with a kid possibly hurt? he glances at the doorway, Bonnie is standing there. “Bonnie, why don’ ye give me a hand.” Foxy smirks. Bonnie looks shocked. “c’mon Bonnie. c’mon.” Foxy chuckles. Bonnie hesitantly heads towards the stage. he glances at Foxy.

“don’t hurt me too bad.” Bonnie murmurs. Foxy laughs.

the show, despite Bonnie having absolutely no clue what he’s doing, goes great. Foxy only manages to trip him up once, but the whole time Chica and Freddy are setting up for the party.

Foxy chuckles and steps back from Bonnie.

“alright mateys. me and me friends are gonna take a break, if yer here fer the party, jus’ hang tight. we are runnin’ jus’ a bit behind. so hold on while we get all set up.” Foxy smiles. he stands there on the stage smiling until the curtain pulls. once he’s hidden behind the curtain he lets out a low sigh. “alright-” Foxy starts.

“stop. take a break. check on Mike.” Bonnie soothes. Foxy nods, looking grateful. he runs off back stage to slide through the exit and head for the back room. Mike is still curled up on Bonnies bed. he’s asleep, though his face is contorted in pain. Foxy kneels down beside the bed, watching him.

“how is he?” Chica asks, leaning into the room.

“still asleep.” Foxy mutters.

“okay. we’re almost done setting up the party. you okay?” Chica asks.

“I’d really jus’ loike t’ know what he got ‘imself so worked up over.” Foxy mumbles, brushing the hair gently from Mikes face, looking at the scar.

“Foxy, come on.” Chica murmurs when Mike shifts. Foxy pulls his hand back quickly, standing up.

“finish settin’ up the party. I need t’ see if I can find what's happenin’.” Foxy says, heading out of the room. Chica follows him towards Mikes office.

“where are you going?” Chica asks.

“jus’ set up the party.” Foxy snaps. he heads down the hall and into Mikes office, looking around. Mike’s smart enough to know that if he keeps whatever is stressing him out on the desk, the others will find it too easily, so Foxy starts digging through his drawers. he grumbles slamming one shut and opening the next.

Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica are waiting outside the office door when he finally comes out.

“find anything?” Bonnie asks.

“no. whatever tis, he knew I’d come lookin’.” Foxy mutters, glancing at them.

“come on, lets get the party done with and then get Mike home. maybe he felt this coming on and took it home with him.” Freddy suggests. Foxy nods.

“thats what m’thinkin’. we got any parties planned fer tomorrow?” Foxy asks.

“not in the Cove.” Chica says. Foxy nods.

“we may not show up.’ Foxy says.

“we don’t expect you too.” Freddy assures. Foxy nods and heads towards the Cove. as he’d said before, no matter how worried he was about Mike, the show must go on.

the second the party is over, Foxy doesn’t even stop to wave at the kids or help push them out with their parents, he heads to the back room. Mike is still curled up sleeping. Foxy carefully pulls the blanket off him, patting Mikes pockets for the car keys.

“what are you doing?” Mike mumbles, blinking awake at him. Foxy leans down so Mike can read his lips.

“car, keys.” Foxy says slowly. Mike blinks at him.

“keys?” Mike asks. Foxy nods. Mike rolls over and pulls the keys from his pocket. laying on them couldn’t have been comfortable. Foxy takes them from him. “time to get up?” Mike asks, wincing. Foxy shakes his head.

“no.” Foxy assures gently.

“m’kay.” Mike murmurs, letting his eyes fall shut. “y’stay?” Mike asks. Foxy bites his lip, leaning down to kiss his head. he moves the ear muff off Mikes ear gently.

“not right now, I still got the party in the Cove.” Foxy murmurs softly. Mike curls up more and Foxy covers his ear again. he kisses Mikes cheek and covers him back up with the blanket, before heading out of the room.

“you didn’t grab Mike?” Chica asks.

“he woke up while I was grabbin’ the keys. m’waitin’ fer ‘im t’ fall back t’ asleep.” Foxy mutters. “just pack up if yer comin’ with us. if not jus’ be quiet until I get ‘im out.” Foxy says, heading towards the Cove to change. he strips out of his Pirate costume and back into his jeans and one of Mikes old band t-shirts. “keep quite an don’ wake ‘im.” Foxy adds as he heads outside to the car. the lots empty by now, they’d made quick work getting rid of the familys. Foxy pulls the car in front of the door and parks it.

Freddy meets him at the door.

“ye lot comin’?” Foxy asks.

“no, won’t do Mike any good for us to be there making extra noise.” Freddy murmurs. Foxy nods slightly.

“alright.” he says, heading for the back. he pauses seeing Bonnie waiting for him, by Mike. he’s already changed out of his purple suit for a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. “what are ye doin’?” Foxy growls in warning.

“easy. easy. I’m just going to throw a shirt over his head when you pick him up, so the light doesn’t bother him.” Bonnie soothes. Foxy growls lowly, but crouches beside the bed. he gently pulls the blanket off Mike gently. Mike shifts, curling up more.

“I know, Mikey, I know. hang on.” Foxy soothes. he knows the other can’t hear him, its a force of habit. he’s as gentle as he can be scooping Mike up. the man whines. “I know.” Foxy soothes gently. he holds Mike tightly, holding back a growl when Bonnie leans over and carefully covers Mikes head with his shirt gently.

“Foxy?” Mike mumbles. Foxy shifts a little and rubs Mikes cheek gently with his thumb. he knows Mike can’t hear him, but needs assurance it is him. he turns and carefully carries Mike out. he’s careful, Mike already hurting because of something he did, even if it was 20 years ago, he didn’t want to hurt him again.

“you guys going to be okay?” Freddy asks.

“we’ll be fine.” Foxy assures. he carries Mike outside and carefully loads him into the car. Mike whines lowly when Foxy buckles him in. the seat is already laid back for him so he can sleep.

“Foxy?” Mike whimpers. he reaches up. one hand fumbles with the shirt on his face, the other grabs hold of Foxys wrist. Foxy gently puts his hand on Mikes when he tries to move the shirt. “Foxy?” Mike asks, a slight hint of panic in his voice. Foxy leans over him, moving the shirt just enough Mike can see him.

“home.” Foxy says carefully, before covering his face again.

“home? n-no the pizzeria.” Mike mumbles. Foxy closes the door and gets in the driver seat. “Foxy.” Mike whimpers, reaching his hand out. Foxy takes it easily. he doesn’t bother saying anything, he simply traces the word ‘home’ into the back of Mikes hand carefully. he can hear Mike mumbling each letter as he writes it. “no home. Foxy.” Mike whines.

“don’ fight me on this.” Foxy murmurs softly. he gently traces the word again into the back of Mikes hand.

“me head is fine.” Mike says. Foxy pulls his hand from Mikes and pulls the shirt off his head gently. Mike immediately cries out, hissing and covering his face. “stop! put it back!” Mike cries. Foxy puts it back on his face gently. “that hurt.” Mike whimpers.

Foxy shakes his head as he pulls up to the house. he parks and gets out, walking around to scoop Mike up. he easily carries Mike inside, laying him on the bed. he crouches down and pulls the ear muff off Mikes ear.

“jus’ lay here. let me cover the windows.” Foxy murmurs. he gently covers Mikes ear again and dashes off. he locks the front door and starts securing curtain over the windows. they’re black out curtains, for occasions as such. Foxy works on turning everything he can off, limiting the noise in the house the best he can. its dark and quiet and Foxy hates it, but Mike needs it. it sucks that something that makes Mike feel better, makes Foxy nervous. gives him PTSD it reminds him of the old Cove, of being trapped for years.

Foxy heaves a sigh, heading back to the bedroom, he pulls the shirt off Mikes face, watching the man blink up at him. he stares up at Foxy.

“my head hurts.” Mike says.

“I know.” Foxy says, ears drooping. he holds a bottle of pills out to Mike, helping him open it. Mike swallows down 2 pills, before curling up in the bed. Foxy watches him. “ye okay?” Foxy asks slowly.

“my head hurts.” Mike mumbles, curling up. Foxy takes notice the Mikes left arm is twitching. twitching happened a lot when Mikes head started hurting. Mike had assured them all it was fine that the doctors told him it was something that would happen, just from the damage he’d had. sometimes Mike would stumble because of involuntary moment of his body due to damage of his primary motor cortex when Foxy fell on him.

the first time this had happened, Mike had started ticking before the migraine had hit. he’d started blinking more than normal and his head had twitched pretty hard, before flopping to the side. Mike had looked like he was in pain, or being possessed, clicking his tongue. it had freaked them all out in the beginning, but Foxy had learned what they meant. if Mike started ticking before the migraine hit, it was going to be a bad one and they needed to act fast. if he didn’t tick, but had involuntary moment it meant it was going to be a slightly more mild one, that it wouldn’t take to long for him to get better enough to get up. if Mike simply started muttering about getting a headache, or suddenly came down with a migraine, it wasn’t going to be bad. a few hours and he’d be fine.

Foxy had memorized all his symptoms, a long with most of his ticks. he was still occasionally caught off guard by the sound of Mike snapping his fingers to the beat of an old song and clicking his tongue, it always freaked him out when Mike would be fine one second and suddenly his head would twitch or flop. the one that bothered him most was the verbal ticks though. he never knew what Mike would start shouting, but he’d figured out most of them. a common one was mumbling ‘weee’ when his head flopped forwards, usually followed immediately by a curse.

things seemed to be getting worse for him recently. he was twitching and ticking more than normal, but Mike had assured them it was just stress related. Foxy needs to know whats stressing him out so bad.

“ye willin’ t’ talk t’ me?” Foxy asks. Mike nods.

“only if you lay with me.” Mike mutters.

“ye can’ read me lips if I’m laying with ye.” Foxy chuckles.

“then talk quietly.” Mike murmurs. Foxy snorts and lays beside him on the bed, pushing his earmuff out of the way gently.

“whats got you so stressed lately?” Foxy asks. Mike tenses slightly. “come on.” Foxy murmurs.

“I’ve… I’ve been talking to Garcia.” Mike murmurs.

“‘bout?” Foxy asks. Mike goes quiet a moment and sighs.

“a new body.” Mike says.

“fer?” Foxy asks. Mike shifts to look at him.

“me.” Mike says. Foxy looks confused.

“s’wrong with this one?” Foxy asks.

“a lot. I’m tired of these fits. and she thinks she could put me in a body like you guys… should things get worse.” Mike murmurs.

“so ye’d be an android?” Foxy asks. Mike nods slightly, head twitching and nearly slamming into Foxys. the red haired man pulls back quickly.

“sorry.” Mike mumbles.

“s’not yer fault. how long will it take?” Foxy asks.

“she’s gotta find out how to get me into the body, so it could be a while.” Miles says. Foxy nods. “I’ve told you before they told me I wasn’t gonna really make it past 35 or so, I’m 26 and I’m breaking down a little quicker than they thought… its not even just stress anymore. its like, I’m haunting my body or something and its finally giving up on me.” Mike explains, clenching and unclenching his hand. he looks at Foxy. “when I said earlier… that you looked lonely on stage, I meant, because I can’t play much anymore like I did eight months ago, when the Cove reopened. you’re always trying to get people to fill my spot last minute and they don’t know the routines we make up, that I struggle to get through… I wasn’t sure how to tell you.” Mike explains. Foxy frowns a little.

“loike ye did. ye explained t’ me. ye told me the plan. I think… I know how t’ get ye t’ stay in the body.” Foxy says. Mike looks over. “when yer head don’ hurt we’ll talk ‘bout it, but fer now, jus’ lay back down an I’ll get ye handled.” Foxy assures. Mike nods slightly, letting him cover his ears. he leans back against Foxy, head twitching and thumping against his chest, but it doesn’t hurt either of them. the’d be fine.

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Mike looks around hesitantly, flashlight clutched in his hand.

”I don’t like this.”

Foxy growls from his ear piece.

“I’m okay.” Mike assures, opening the front door. he looks around. he lets out a low breath. “oh yeah, there’s definitely something here.” Mike murmurs softly. he shutters, looking around.

”don’t worry Foxy, Mike is safe.”

Chica chipper voice cuts in.

“well, safer than he was with us, I mean, he’s just like us now.”

Bonnie is trying to sound nonchalant, but he’s just as worried as Foxy.

”no he ain’. we’re sentient, he’s a damn ghost, haunting a shell!”

Mike winces.

“its okay Foxy, I’m gonna be fine.” Mike assures, looking around.

”Foxy is right. Mike isn’t like us, but we’re right here in the parking lot should he need help.”

Freddy, ever the voice of reason in situations like this.

Mike clears his throat.

“hello?” he calls. “I;m the nightshift.” Mike calls a little louder.

“hi there.” a man greets. Mike yelps and scrambles away, heaving a sigh.

“shit, man, you scared me. didn’t see you there.” Mike huffs.

“come on, your office is this way.” the man says, leading him away from the main party room.

”ye okay? what happened?”

Mike doesn’t really want this guy to know he’s got them in his ear, so he shrugs a little.

“sorry about freaking out like that. its just so dark back there I didn’t see you in the shadows.” Mike says.

”he’s fine Foxy. stop over reacting.”

Freddy huffs. and just like that, the voice of reason was gone.

“so this is your office. just have a seat. its pretty easy. you’ve got lights and you should be safe back here. should anything happen, these new Animatronics will call the police. they’re definately an upgrade from that old place.” the guys snorts.

“yeah great, thanks. I can take it from here.” Mike says, glancing around.

“oh! one thing, the room behind you.” the guy says. Mike turns to look.

“uh, yeah?” he asks.

“those things, if they see you, they might think you’re an intruder, so if you have to piss there’s a bucket in there. don’t make a mess.” the guy says, before heading out. Mike stares agter him disgusted.

“oh thats just gross.” Mike mutters, sitting in the chair. he shutters. “well, this is a familiar set up.” Mike says.

”what are we looking at here?”

Bonnie asks.

“no idea just yet. its 11:55 so I’ll find out soon. I’ve got a vent on either side of me and a hallway in front of me… and is this an old Freddy’s head? gross.” Mike mutters, picking up the head. “and heavy. what the hell?” Mike asks, looking around.

”have I mentioned I don’ loike this?”

“knock it off Foxy he’ll be fine.”

“ye don’ know that!”

“Freddy! Foxy! stop arguing.”

“sorry Chica.”

“you two get it together, arguing in his ear is just going to distract him.”

Mike agrees with Bonnies words.

“Bonnie’s right and I don’t need any more of those than I already have.” Mike says. he looks around for a few moments, before the phone rings. “shit!” Mike yelps jumping.

”you okay?”

“yeah. I’m good Bonnie. the phone’s just ringing. this is… wow, deja vu.” Mike mutters. he puts the phone on speaker.

Uh, hello and welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Uh, I'm here to talk you through some of the things you can expect to see during your first week here

“this is eerily similar to the first place.” Mike mutters.

”new and improved my ass.”

“take it easy Freddy. we’re only here to see if we can get these guys out of here.”

“listen, I’m on the second guard to work here.” Mike says.

”what kind of conditions scared him out of the job?”

“m’sure we can all take a guess. somethin’ ‘bout Animatronics huntin’ ye down, could put a damper on the mood.”

“there’s a music box.” Mike says, flipping through the cameras. “I can wind it through the tablet or manually.” Mike adds.

”I vote through the tablet.”

“I can’ help but agree.”

“I can’t stay cooped up in this office all night. I have to get out there and see what I’m dealing with.” Mike frowns, looking around.

”you see, there may be a minor glitch in the system, something about robots seeing you as an exoskeleton without his costume on, and wanting to stuff you in a suit, so hey, we've given you an empty Freddy Fazbear head, problem solved! You can put it on anytime, and leave it on for as long as you want. Eventually anything that wandered in, will wander back out.

“let me get this straight. I’m supposed to put this disgusting old Freddy head on and hope they leave me alone?” Mike frowns, picking up the helmet.

”hey! what the hell is wrong with-”

“if ye ain’ stop yellin’ at ‘im I swear-”

“what did I just fucking say? knock it off! damn it!”

“hey everyone take it easy.” Mike soothes, grabbing the head. “seems like I can wonder, as long as I have the tablet so I can wind the music box, and this… head. so I can confuse them.” Mike adds, getting up from his chair.

”maybe we don’t rush right into this. is one night int he office going to kill you?”

Bonnie asks.

“it might.” Mike says.

”maybe I should rephrase the question.”

“nah, kill’im. ye nailed it.”

“sorry.”

“don’t worry about it.” Mike soothes, taking the flashlight off his belt. he slips out of the office and down the hall carefully. “these things are freaking huge, like they gotta be 8 foot tall.” Mike mutters.

”you’re 5’5 Mike, everything is one is tall to you.”

“shut it Freddy.” Mike says, wondering slightly closer to the stage. he has the tablet in one hand and the Freddy head tucked under his arm. his other hand has his flashlight. “they’re so… plastic looking.” Mike says.

”they’re supposed t’ be upgraded. we smelled loike death. with the furry an pizza grease.”

“and dead bodies.”

“yeah, thanks Chica. how could I ferget dead bodies?”

“will you guys knock it off. just be ready to come in and help me should something go wrong.” Mike huffs. he yelps throwing the Freddy head on when they all snap over to look at him. “nothing to see here! just Freddy, fucking around. I’m gonna go, this way.” Mike says, awkwardly side stepping his way away from the stage.

”what happened?”

“th-they all turned and looked at me. in sync.” Mike mutters.

”how many do you see?”

“uh, three on stage. all I can see is their versions of Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica… but there’s a sign over in the corner that says kids Cove this way. could be a version of their Foxy there.” Mike says. there’s a loud thump and Foxy nearly jumps out of his synthetic skin. “ow.” Mike groans.

”Mike?”

Chica can’t hide the worry in her voice.

“I’m okay.” Mike manages, groaning lowly. he pushes his face off the floor.

”you don’t sound okay.”

“what happened?”

“do we need t’ come in?”

“no. I-I’m fine. just can’t see with this damn head on. I tripped over a chair.” Mike mutters, getting up off the ground. he brushes off. “I think maybe if I can get one of them alone I can talk to them.” Mike says. he stiffens and turns around. “oh… oh hi… uh, I’m Mike.” Mike says, waving. behind him is the Bonnie.

”Mike?”

Mike takes a step back when the Animatronic reaches for him.

“I’m here to help. I want to get you guys out of here, like the originals. set the sounds free and get you guys out.” Mike says, hesitantly, backing up.

”Mike? what's happenin’?”

“u-uh, its the Bonnie. he’s, he’s staring at me.” Mike says. he looks at the Bonnie carefully. “hi, I’m Mike. can you hear me?” Mike asks. suddenly it screams in his face, running at him. “ no wait! I mean I’m Freddy!” Mike yelps, throwing the head on and running. he can hear the Animatronic thundering after him. “this is a bad idea its chasing me!” Mike shouts.

”m’comin’ in!

“no you’re not Foxy stop it! Mike find somewhere to hide. maybe if it can’t see you the spirit won’t notice you there. we had a sort of out of sight out of mind kinda thing too.”

“yeah, you’d be able to talk to them while hiding.”

“right. hide. uh, there’s not really any where to hide. there was all kinds of places to hide from you guys but its like they built this place so you couldn’t hide!” Mike says. he drives under a table in one of the dark party rooms, letting out a slow breath.

”Mike?”

“I think I lost him.” Mike says, softly. he peaks out from under the table to see the Animatronic go stomping towards the office. “they’re more aggressive than you guys were.” Mike murmurs.

”they’re new. they’re buggy already and now there’s a bunch of spirits messing with them.”

“I guess thats true I just-” Mike cuts himself off with a scream when he’s dragged out backwards by his leg. he scrambles to hold the head on as he’s held upside down. “let me go! put me down!” Mike shouts. the Animatronic lifts him up leaning down slightly. the head is heavy, slipping through his fingers, even though they can’t get sweaty anymore. his vents are cycling nervous air quickly. he clutches the helmet as tight as he can, desperately holding it to his head.

”Mike?”

“Mike are you okay?”

“Mike can you hear us?”

“over his screaming, doubt it.”

Mike pants letting his systems vent, he stares up at the Animatronic. he can’t get free, its hurting his ankle. sensor nodes are screaming all the way up his leg.

”Mike, breathe, what's going on?”

“h-he’s just holding me. uh, upside down.” Mike says. “he’s quiet. he’s just staring at me.” Mike manages. “I think it’s- hey!” Mike yelps. the Animatronic drops him head first into the floor. “owww. he dropped me.” Mike mumbles. something flickers in the lifeless eyes.

“who are you?” he asks. Mike sits up slowly, holding the head carefully. “you look like Freddy.” he growls.

“I… I’m Mike.” Mike manages. “um.. are you…?” Mike trails.

“Bonnie.” the blue bunny says. “Bon, they call me.” he adds.

“h-hey Bon. um…” Mike trails.

“I don’t have much time. she will come back. we can only fight them for so long.” Bon says. “you said you helped the others? from another restaurant?” Bon asks. Mike nods.

“I got them out. I-I want to do the same for you. Fazbear Entertainment can’t hurt you if I can get you out.” Mike assures.

“how do you intend to help us?” Bon asks, tilting his head.

“uh, I’m gonna set the kids free….” Mike says, hesitantly. something seems to snap.

“we can never be free.” Bon growls, but his voice doesn’t sound the same. “you can’t fool me.” he hisses. he shakes his head. “g-get out of here!” Bon shouts, holding his head. Mike scrambles up.

“okay! time for plan B! these, these ghosts are stronger!” Mike yelps scrambling into a nearby vent. he crawls through it hoping to find the office. “he’s in the vent with me.” Mike yelps. he feels a hand wrap around his ankle and he’s yanked, knocking the Freddy head off him, knocking his headphone out. “let go of me!” Mike shouts, kicking him in the face hard. “let go you fucking Bunny! get off me! fuck off!” Mike growls.

”Mike?”

Mike’s eyes widen suddenly as he’s yanked again.

“FOXY!!!” Mike shouts. his voice is fading and hard to hear over the squeaking and squealing sounds of him fighting as he dragged against the vent.

the others are scrambling out of the car as fast as they can, running for the door.

“its gonna be locked.” Freddy says.

“I don’ care!” Foxy snaps, running at the doors. to his surprise the doors are not locked and he lands on the floor just inside the door. Bonnie is quick to rush over and help him up. “fuck the others, we find Mike and we get the hell out.” Foxy says, looking around. the stage is empty.

“how many are there?” Bonnie asks.

“three? maybe four? he said he never set eyes on their version of Foxy, just us.” Chica says, looking around, hesitantly.

“lets split up.” Freddy says.

“not happening.” Bonnie growls. “we stay in groups of two and search. lets be quick.” Bonnie says. “come on Foxy.” he mutters, leading the other away. Foxy trails behind him, listening carefully.

“we should check places he can hide.” Foxy says.

“he said there wasn’t many, but I mean closets, vents, under tables. the kitchen maybe. he’s smart, he’d find somewhere.” Bonnie says. Foxy freezes, turning to look behind them. there’s dark hallway, that he would guess the bathrooms were. “Foxy?” Bonnie asks.

“somethin’ s’comin’.” Foxy growls, glaring down the hall. suddenly something slams into him, sending him tumbling to the floor.

Mike groans lowly, slowly lifting his head. he looks confused, scared. Bonnie looks immediately relieved.

“Mike?” Bonnie asks. Foxy lifts his head, grinning slightly.

“yer alive.” Foxy says, hugging him.

“h-he’s behind me, we have to go!” Mike yelps, scrambling off him. Foxy gets up quickly.

“yer soaked.” Foxy frowns.

“I tripped over a mop bucket and it spilt all over me.” Mike says, grabbing his hand and trying pulling him.

“you’re limping.” Bonnie says.

“I need a trip to Garcia, now we have to go.” Mike says.

“they’re fast?” Foxy asks, worriedly.

“not as fast as us. I’ve been out running them with a bad ankle, but they’re angry and I’ve already had doors slammed shut on me while running towards them. they’re trying to cut off my path. these spirits… they’re so angry.” Mike says. Foxy frowns and grabs him, tossing him onto his back carefully.

“come on. yer gonna fuck yer leg up.” Foxy says. Mike yelps, holding onto him. Bonnie leans down to take a look at Mikes ankle and pauses.

“go. we’ve gotta go!” Mike says. Foxy turns around to look behind him. a large brown foot steps into the hallway. Foxy turns and runs past Bonnie, who isn’t far behind.

“this hallway is a dead end.” Bonnie says. Foxy stops and turns glaring after the bear. he’s growling lowly in the back of his throat, a warning that if the Animatronic gets any closer to his injured boyfriend, he’ll attack him. Mike hangs onto him, looking nervous.

“back up! er m’gonna tear ye apart!” Foxy growls lowly. there’s loud thundering foot steps and suddenly Freddy slams into the bear. Chica comes running over to them.

“Mike! you’re alive!” Chica squeals. Foxy growls at her lowly, warning her to step back as well.

“take it easy Foxy.” Mike says, hugging his neck a little tighter. they don’t really breathe, its more of a vent, so he’s not worried about hurting Foxy, just assuring him he’s alright.

“lets go come on.” Freddy orders. immediately they all head towards the doors. Mike has his legs wrapped around Foxy’s waist as tight as he can, without hurting either of them, so the other doesn’t have to worry about holding onto him. despite being the fastest, Foxy is at the back of the pack. he wants to see everyone get out first.

Chica is the first to slam through the doors, Freddy isn’t far behind.

“I can’t leave or I won’t be able to come back.” Mike says.

“come back? come back?! Mike we’re not coming back!” Bonnie shouts.

“but the spirits! th-the Animatronics! they-” Mike tries.

“they don’t want to be saved!” Bonnie snaps, slamming through the doors. Foxy is directly behind him, slowing to a jog. he turns his head to glance at Mike.

“yer not goin’ back. not until we have another plan er somethin’.” Foxy says.

“what the hell happened in there?” Freddy asks.

“I dunno, one minute Bon is fine then he’s demonic. I climbed into the vent to get away and something grabbed my ankle, if I was human still, they would’ve broken my ankle. they yanked me out of the vent and it was the Freddy.” Mike says. “I managed to get free, turns out, bad knees must be a Freddy weakness.” Mike adds, glancing at Freddy. the man glares at him. his knee’s had been how Mike managed to get the upper hand on him when they’d first met.

“I’m just glad we got you out of there alive.” Chica murmurs softly.

“Chica’s right. come on. lets get out of here. its almost 4 AM.” Freddy says.

“that explains why I’m so tired.” Mike mutters.

“ye’ve been running fer almost 2 hours.” Foxy mumbles.

“how bad is your leg?” Bonnie asks, walking over to look at Mikes ankle.

“sore.” Mike mutters.

“come on, lets get back to your house.” Freddy says. Foxy nods and carries Mike over to the car. Mike looks behind them, towards the doors and shivers. the Chica is standing at the door without her beak on.

“I’ll see if I can get a hold of Garcia.” Bonnie says.

“its 4 AM. we don’t need to bother her.” Mike frowns.

“I’m just going to text her.” Bonnie assures. Foxy sets Mike into the passenger seat and crouches in front of him while the others get in the back.

“let me see.” Foxy frowns. Mike pulls his pants leg up. his ankle is dented, but still in one piece. “it don’ look too bad on the outside.” Foxy mutters, getting up. he heads to the drivers seat.

the drive home is silent, Mikes curled in on himself, hugging his knee’s. he’s careful with his bad leg though. he doesn’t want to make it any worse. he even lets Foxy carry him inside, even if its embarrassing. he doesn’t even argue with the man, his leg hurts already and he doesn’t want to make it worse, make more damage that Garcia has to repair.

“so, now what?” Bonnie asks as Foxy carefully sets Mike in a chair. Mike smiles a little at Foxy before frowning at Bonnie.

“next time, I’m going in armed and I’m not coming out without those guys….” Mike trails. he looks up at Foxy. “I want to do some research on them, can I have my laptop?” Mike asks. Foxy nods and heads towards their room to grab the laptop.

“you’re thinking.” Freddy says. Mike nods.

“yeah, we thought this was a new pizzeria… but like… some of papers in the desk were dated before the accident.” Mike says.

“but.. Foxy bit y-” Freddy starts.

“the accident happened years ago. 20 years.” Bonnie says.

“they look so new.” Chica frowns.

“thats what has me concerned.” Mike says. he takes his laptop from Foxy. “how am I only the second one in that office if the paper work is dated like that?” Mike asks. he starts typing on his computer.

“didn’t you fall into some kind of rabbit hole trying to find the families of those kids when you freed them?” Chica asks. Mike nods slightly.

“yeah, and I remember seeing reports of other missing kids.” Mike says. “here! 2 years before the ones I free’d, I’ve got a report for 5 missing kids. the restaurant isn’t new, the Animatronics are. they just finished their grand reopening about 3 weeks ago.” Mike says. he hums to himself. “the Animatronics were replaced, they were using those old spring suits until they decided it was time to put them out of service. no clue where they ended up, but those kids weren't found. they didn’t do a full remodel though. its like they added on to the original building. “ Mike says.

“I don’ want ye goin’ back.” Foxy frowns.

“look, you guys can wait in the car again. it worked this time and it’ll work next time.” Mike assures. “I’m already going to have a hard time getting back in, lets not make it harder by dragging you guys into this as well.” Mike adds. Mikes phone rings and he looks over, picking it up. “Garcia? what are you doing up this early?” Mike asks. Foxy winces with Mike, frowning.

“oh.” Foxy frowns, stepping away.

“yes! yes! you don’t have to yell at me. I fucked up it wasn’t like I expected them to yank me from a vent and crush my ankle.” Mike huffs. “fine. door is unlocked.” Mike grumbles, hanging up.

“what happened?” Bonnie asks.

“she’s headin’ this way.” Foxy frowns, heading to the bedroom to change clothes. he pokes his head out of the room. “an she ain’ happy ‘bout it.” he adds, shrugging. Mike glares after him.

“fuck you.” Mike mutters.

“no thanks. m’good.” Foxy snorts. Mike huffs. he settles into his chair, foot propped up, waiting for Garcia.

the woman storms in, looking annoyed.

“so, while I’m fixing your mistake, wanna tell me what happened? cause all I got was a text saying ‘hey Mike got his ankle crushed trying to save some other Animatronics, can you fix it?’ and that was not helpful.” Garcia frowns.

“okay well we found another restaurant, I say found but we knew there were more, that doesn’t matter. we found the place and I thought I could just talk to the Animatronics but the spirits were stronger there, probably because they just refurbished and gave them brand new robot toys to play with, but I got the Bonnie to step tot he side and talk to me, y’know after grabbing me out from under a table and holding me in the air by my ankle, then dropping me on my head, anyway the Bonnie went demonic and chased me into the vent, where the Freddy grabbed me and dragged me out by my ankle. I think they thought I was human because he tried to break my ankle but it didn’t work and I managed to get free.” Mike explains. he sighs. Garcia pauses in his working, glancing at Mike. the man is pinching the bridge of his nose.

“okay.” Garcia frowns. she makes quick work of fixing him up. “just… you have to be careful. those sigils holding your spirit in that body, keeping you sane and stopping you from ending up like those kids, if its damaged, you’re gone Mike. we buried you weeks ago okay? your body is gone and the only thing holding you here is those little marks I made into your body. yes I have multiples incase you get hurt, but that doesn’t mean I want to test that.” Garcia frowns.

“I know. I know. Foxy reminds me of that at least every other day.” Mike grumbles, glaring at the man beside him. Foxy winks at him, artificial muscles of his bare chest flexing slightly when he crosses his arms over his chest. Mike rolls his eyes.

“and I tell you at least twice a week.” Chica snorts. Bonnie looks a little guilty.

“just about every day I remind him.” Bonnie says.

“I don’t bother to remind him, he gets that enough from everyone else.” Freddy snorts.

“right, so… next time you go out there, just tell me to be on call okay? I built traps in your body. I could have five, maybe 10 minutes to save you should something happen.” Garcia says. Mike nods.

“thanks, I appreciate all the work you’re doing.” Mike says. Garcia laughs, standing up.

“I’m totally billing you for the house call, btw.” Garcia chuckles. Mike laughs a little, getting up from his chair.

“wouldn’t expect any less. thank you.” Mike says. Garcia nods and heads out of the house. “well, I’ve had enough excitement tonight. I’m heading to bed.” Mike mutters, heading for the bedroom. Foxy turns and follows after him, he still can’t seem to get his body to understand that Mike is alive. he shuts the door behind him, watching Mike throw his clothes off, flopping face down on the bed in only his boxers.

“ye alright?” Foxy asks, climbing over the bed to lay beside him.

“I think so.” Mike mumbles. Foxy huffs and half lays over Mikes back, kissing the back of his neck. Foxy hugs his back gently.

“I know yer tough n’shit, but m’serious. I need t’ know if yer okay.” Foxy mumbles. Mike turns his head to face Foxy, frowning.

“I… I don’t know.” Mike sighs softly. “I’m sorry. I can’t give you an answer Foxy, I don’t know.” Mike sighs. Foxy frowns and moves, sitting up off his lover to move the blanket they’re laying on. he pulls it out from under Mike, before leaning over him to shut off their bedside lamp.

“I can’ help ye know if yer okay, but I can lay with ye. I can hold ye.” Foxy murmurs, he lays back down, pulling the blanket over them. “I can curl up here with ye, holds ye. try t’ soothe ye an assure ye s’gonna be alright.” Foxy murmurs, pulling Mike to his chest. the man rolls to face Foxy, hugging his chest tightly.

“thanks.” Mike mumbles. Foxy kisses the top of his head.

“I don’t want ye going back in there alone.” Foxy murmurs.

“I know… but I can’t leave them. I couldn’t leave you guys, I can’t leave them. those kids deserve to be set free. those Animatronics, they deserve freedom.” Mike mumbles, hugging Foxy tighter. “I couldn’t leave you, or the others, I can’t leave them like that Foxy.” Mike says, pulling back some to look up at the bigger man. Foxy gently pushes Mikes face back into his chest gently.

“I know ye can’, lovely.” Foxy soothes. “s’not in yer nature. we’ll help ye save them.” Foxy assures. he gently runs a hand down Mikes back, letting it rest on the small of Mikes back, caressing him with his thumb. his other hand is firmly, but gently, holding the back of his head.

“I’m sorry.” Mike says quietly. Foxy looks confused, tilting his head to look down at Mike.

“what do ye mean? ye can’ be sorry fer wantin’ t’ save’em Mike.” Foxy murmurs. Mike shakes his head, tilting his head up to look at Foxy.

“no, I’m sorry I scared you… I’m sorry I screamed for you like that. I know… I know you had to be scared or even upset. I shouldn’t have done that…” Mike trails. Foxy’s eye brows furrow and he pulls Mike against him tighter, squeezing tighter than he used to, now that Mike can take it.

“don’. don’ be sorry ye had t’ call fer help. ye needed help and ye knew who t’ call. I came runnin’ didn’ I? only took me 10 minutes t’ find ye, didn’ it? ye knew I was there an that if anythin’ happened, I was goin’ t’ come save ye.” Foxy murmurs, softly. he nuzzles his face into Mikes hair. Foxy pulls Mike closer, tangling their legs. “ye go back there, no matter how many times it takes t’ save them, I’ll be waitin’ in the car t’ jump an run. every time. ye call me name, m’there. again an again, okay? so don’ be sorry.” Foxy murmurs, kissing his forehead. Mike nods, cuddling into him. Mike wraps his arms tightly around Foxy.

“I know its not easy.” Mike mumbles.

“no, it wasn’, runnin’ in there, ‘fraid ye were gonna be hurt er dyin’, but we made it out okay. not jus’ ye, but all five o’ us. we’re okay.” Foxy assures. Mike nods.

“right. we’re okay.” Mike murmurs. Foxy brushes his fingers through the back of Mikes hair, kissing his head.

“alright. I don’ know about ye, but m’exhausted.” Foxy murmurs. “so ye try t’ get some sleep, an if ye need t’ wake me, do it.” Foxy assures. Mike nods.

“the same goes to you.” Mike murmurs. Foxy nods and holds him a little tighter, watching Mike let his eyes finally fall closed. Foxy holds him a few minutes longer, before letting his own eyes close.

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“can you guys try to be a little less threatening? I mean, you didn’t have to make that guy take his uniform off.” Mike huffs, pulling the other guards shirt on. “he literally was just going to give me the keys and let me swap places with him.” Mike adds. Foxy shrugs a little.

“we weren’ gonna hurt ‘im.’ Foxy says.

“we don’t do that anymore.” Freddy huffs.

“yeah, guy was totally safe.” Bonnie shrugs.

“and it was only words.” Chica adds. Mike sighs, grabbing his bat from where its leaned against the car.

“okay, you guys just stay here.” Mike says.

“ye sure yer ready for this?” Foxy frowns.

“we’ve been planning and practicing for three weeks. I don’t even have to be friendly with these guys. I just need the chips from the backs of their heads that make them sentient.” Mike huffs, rolling his eyes.

“yeah but they’re not going to willing just hand them over.” Freddy frowns.

“I’ll be fine guys.” Mike snorts, resting his bat on his shoulder. “handled you guys didn’t I?” Mike asks. Bonnie winces and Foxy instinctively steps back seeing the bat. Chica takes a half step behind Bonnie. Mike wasn’t one to mess with when he had that bat in his hands. he’d taken it to each and everyone of the Animatronics before realizing they were alive. Freddy frowns a little. “take it easy guys. I’m not going to hurt you with the bat.” Mike snorts, turning around.

“can ye please be safe?” Foxy asks. Mike pauses, turning to look at them while putting his ear piece in. he smiles at them.

“I’ll be fine, you’re only one call away.” Mike assures. he turns back and heads into the pizzeria. the new guard was only on his third night, it was a miracle the guy had even survived the first two nights with how jittery and skittish he was. Mike heaves a deep breath, heading into the building.

he can’t risk taking the chips while they’re offline, he and Garcia aren’t sure he could get them out like that. they need to be awake. the others had told them that sometimes while offlined after closing, they could hear things, see things, but generally only if the spirits were watching or listening. that they couldn’t remember a time before they’d been haunted where they’d been sentient while in their sleep modes. unfortunately that means Mike has to try and survive.

”what happens if you pull their sentience chips and, well, the spirits keep them awake?”

Chica asks, hesitantly.

“I’ll worry about if and when I get there.” Mike assures. he makes his way back to the office.

”go over the plan one more time.”

Freddy’s voice is once again the calm in the storm, for now.

“right, Bon seems like he has a slight grasp on reality. I’ll start with him, get him alone. if he can get free long enough, explain and get his chip, if not, get his chip and move on. the Freddy is the most aggressive, I’ll try to take the others out first so he doesn’t have back up. I don’t know about the Chica, she chased me, but I didn’t have a personal interaction with her like I did the Freddy and Bonnie.” Mike frowns.

”and the… Foxy?”

“I don’t know Chica. haven’t met him. don’t know if there is one or not.” Mike says. he glances at his watch. “its party time.” Mike murmurs. he glances around the office, grabbing the Freddy head. “alright the safest way for me to walk around is with this head on.” Mike grunts, throwing it on.

”yer hair smelled loike death for two days.”

“well don’t sniff his hair.”

“is the smell of death worse when he’s alive, or worse when he’s dead?”

“knock it off you three. you’re distracting Mike again.”

“yes, thank you Freddy.” Mike mutters. he pauses. “someone is on the move.” Mike says, heading out of the office. he glances around, pausing when he finds Bonnie In front of him. “uh, hi, Bon… do you remember me? I’m Mike.” Mike asks. the bunny stares at him, his ears twitching.

“it was dangerous, to come back.” Bon says.

“yeah I know, but I’m not leaving without you guys.” Mike says, adjusting his fingers on the bat.

“you brought a weapon?” Bon asks. Mike nods.

“for my safety.” Mike says. Bon nods once.

“Fred… he’s aggressive. but its not him. I promise.” Bon murmurs.

“I know. I want to get you out of here while I can.” Mike says.

“what do you need from us?” Bon asks.

“there’s a chip, in the back of your head. I need it to get you out of here.” Mike says. Bon tilts head, “can I grab it?” Mike asks. Bon stares at him.

”whats he doing?”

“are ye okay?”

“he’s just watching me.” Mike assures.

“whose that?” Bon asks. Mike tilts his head, the Freddy head shifting.

“my friends. the ones that were like you. they’re waiting in the car, to help me get you out.” Mike says. Bon’s head twitches hard. “please, if I’m going to do this, nows the time.” Mike says. Bon clenches his eyes shut and kneels in front of Mike. Mike drops his bat quickly.

”Mike?”

Foxy asks. he’s ready to jump and run again, but the others stop him.

“I don’t know if you’re lying… but its better than staying here.” Bon says. Mike looks relieved. he carefully pops the chip out, fumbling a little. he steps back, looking at the item in his hand. he glances at Bon’s slimped form on the ground.

”I don’t hear any struggling.”

“whats happenin’?”

“did you get it?”

“are you alive?”

“I got it. he let me take it.” Mike says, standing up. he clutches the chip gently, before reaching into his pocket and pulls out an old plastic medicine case. he’s already scraped the medicine names off and written down the animatronic names so he can keep them all separate. he carefully placed Bons in and puts the case back in his pocket. “one down.” Mike says. he picks his bat up and swallows, an unnecessary action in his Android body, but a force of habit.

”you’re okay though?”

“I’m fine Bonnie. he just… knelt down and offered it to me.” Mike murmurs. he looks back at Bons body and frowns. “I feel bad just leaving him there like that.” Mike says.

”I’m sure he’ll forgive ye once he got a new body.”

“right.” Mike murmurs. he pauses. “the Chica is gone.” Mike says.

”check the kitchen.”

“my thoughts exactly.” Mike says, edging around the tables carefully.

”wheres the Freddy?”

“he seems t’ be the most dangerous.”

“probably best to keep an eye on him.”

Mike glances behind him, its hard to do with the head on, but he manages.

“still on stage. hasn’t budged.” Mike says. he inches his way into the kitchen and pauses. “she’s in the bathroom hallway.” Mike says softly. he heads towards the hallway. “uh, Chica?” Mike calls. the Animatronic turns to stare at him. “hi, I’m Mike. I’m here help.” Mike says.

”maybe introducing yourself can wait until later?”

“how s’he supposed t’ get them t’ trust ‘im if he don’ tell’em who he is?”

Mike tunes out their arguing when the Animatronic turns the rest of her body and not just her head.

“I.. I want to get you out of here, can you tell me your name?” Mike asks. “do you have something other than Chica I can call you?” Mike asks, when she narrows her eyes. he hears an almost electrical growl and steps back some, when she steps towards him. “he-hey, uh maybe lets keep some space between us until I decide you’re friendly.” Mike says, taking another step back. he glances to the side. the Freddy is staring at him.

”Mike?”

“are you okay?”

“yeah, just really hoping to get out of this without my bat, but Chica is growling and Freddy is staring.” Mike says, softly.

”don’t turn your back to her, or him for that matter, but you said there was a kids Cove, maybe go see if they have a version of Foxy. give her a few minutes.”

“they could see walking away as a challenge.”

“thats okay, we’re here.”

“the lass is right. Mike should find out if there's a third Animatronic t’ worry ‘bout. he don’ want t’ be thinkin’ he got them all an another come out o’ no where. should anythin’ go wrong, we’re here.”

“if I can get away from her. he doesn’t seem like he’ll come after me for the moment.” Mike says, backing away from Chica carefully. she stares him down, but doesn’t follow. “okay. shit that was… scary.” Mike mutters, clutching the bat tightly.

Mike creeps his way through the restaurant, vigilant for others.

”anything?”

Freddy's voice asks, almost worriedly.

“um, just some really shitty kids toys.” Mike says. “and some sort of take apart put together thing over here in the… corner. oh God.” Mike mutters, covering his mouth.

”Mike?”

“Mike, whats happenin’?”

“did you find their Foxy?”

“I think so. the take apart thing they have… its their Foxy.” Mike murmurs, walking over. he kneels down gently. “hello? can you hear me?” Mike asks, reaching out for her. the mess of parts snaps at his hand, making Mike yelp and scramble back. “shit. just as fast as Foxy.” Mike mutters.

”be careful!”

“don’t shout at him Foxy, he’s being as careful as he can.”

Mike lets out a shaky breath.

“hi, sorry. I shouldn’t have reached for you like that, huh? you’re scared, probably in a lot of pain. I shouldn’t have reached for you, sorry, I thought… I hoped you were offline.” Mike says softly. the mess growls at him, snapping. “the Freddy head does nothing, this Foxy can see right through it.” Mike says, taking the helmet off.

”Mike if he’s dangerous, back up.”

“just hush Bonnie.” Mike huffs. he reaches out slowly, like the Animatronic in front of him is a scared animal he’s encountered in the wild. “hi, I’m Mike. I know you probably can’t hear me all that well, and you’re probably upset, but,” Mike starts. he swallows a little, watching the mess of parts. “I uh, I’m here to help you. I want to get you out of here. away from this.” Mike says, motioning around them. “I can get you out, if you’ll let me… get you a new body, they can’t tear apart or take away from you. I’m getting the others out too.” Mike says. the mess growls at him and Mike shakes his head. “n-no, no no. I don’t want to hurt you. this won’t hurt. you’ll go too sleep and wake up in another body. its okay. I promise. I won’t hurt you.” Mike soothes.

”is everything okay?”

Freddy asks.

“he’s scared.” Mike says. the mess in front of him huffs, growling lowly. “oh, sorry, she..” Mike corrects. “I can get you out of here, but I have to hurry. are you coming with me?” Mike asks. she stares at him a moment, before dropping her head and watching Mike. “okay, you’re gonna go to sleep, but you’re gonna be okay.” Mike assures, patting her head. he’s quick to pop her chip out before she can change her mind. “got it.” Mike says, standing up. he puts the chip in with the other one, grateful his case has more spaces in it.

”two down and two to go.”

“at least. I still haven’t checked around to see if there’s more.” Mike says, putting the Freddy head on. he stands up and wipes his hands on his pants. “these people, this company, is disgusting.” Mike snaps. he carefully tucks the container back into his pocket and turns to leave the Cove. “leaving her as some sort of toy for kids to take apart and put together day after day.” Mike mutters.

”wasn’t there a music box you were supposed to wind for some sort of other animatronic?”

“its pulled up on the computer with something heavy laying on the key board.” Mike assures.

”what about that Animatonic?”

“I guess I forgot. they’re supposed to be in the prize corner. while I’m figuring out how to get the Chica and the Freddy, I’ll check it out.” Mike says. heading for the prize corner. he heads there quickly, looking around. “I have no idea what I’m looking for.” Mike says.

”did the phone call not tell you last time?”

“I don’t remember. I was busy trying not to die Freddy.” Mike scoffs.

”the camera. what's the camera show?”

“what are you talking about Foxy?”

“if the music box keeps one o’ them quiet, makes since it would be near’em.”

“Foxy’s right. if there is only one Animatronic that it controls, for the safety of a night guard, it would be pointed right at the Animatronic. Mike what does the camera point at?”

“uh, this, purple box thing over here in the corner, I can hear the music coming from it.” Mike says, hesitantly walking over to it. “there’s some sort of pad lock on the box.” Mike says, crouching down.

“I wouldn't.” a voice calls from behind him. Mike jumps, whipping around with his bat clutched tightly. Chica is standing behind him.

“Chica? hi, uh, you…” Mike trails.

“I wouldn’t mess with the Marionette.” Chica warns.

“I don’t want to mess with anyone. I want to get you all out of here.” Mike says.

“not the Marionette.” Chica says. Mike looks confused. “I found Bon, what did you do to him?” she demands. Mike swallows slightly.

“I’m getting him out of here. I’m leaving his body here, I can’t take it, but I’m taking him. I’m taking Foxy too.” Mike says. Chica narrows her eyes.

“she preferred the name Reign.” Chica snaps. Mike nods a little.

“okay, sorry. I’m getting her out too, she couldn’t tell me that… she was in a lot of pain.” Mike says softly. the Animatronic looks away.

“we all are. these… kids… these spirits… they’re angry and the Marionette holds the angriest one.” Chica growls.

“I want to get you all out, can you… can you tell me what you would rather be called? other than Chica?” Mike asks. she growls.

“my name is…” Chica starts. she trails, looking confused. “m-my… my name is… I don’t know.” Chia says looking at him.

“thats okay, do you have something I can call you for now?” Mike asks. Chica tilts her head.

“they call me Chi, but that's not my name. I don’t remember…. Reign, I don’t know where her name came from.” Chi says. Mike nods a little.

“okay Chi, can I get you out of here? with the others?” Mike asks.

“why?” Chi asks.

“I want to get you out, get you new bodies.” Mike explains. “I take your chip out of the back of your head. you’ll be temporarily deactivated. the pizzeria won’t even notice you’re not sentient anymore.” Mike says.

“where would we go?” Chi asks.

“anywhere you want. just let me get you out of here.” Mike says. Chi nods and sits down. “thank you.” Mike murmurs, walking over quickly.

“I suppose, If you’re not lying, I’ll thank you when I wake up again.” Chi says. Mike nods and gently takes the chip. she slumps over and Mike nods.

“three down.” Mike says. “just need Fred’s and the Marionette thing.” Mike says. he flexes his fingers on his bat. “and with the warning Chi just gave me… I’m not sure who is safer to go after first.” Mike murmurs.

”Fred first. she sounded scared of the Marionette. take down anyone that thing can use to come after you.”

“and be careful. the first three went willingly, Fred might not.”

“okay.” Mike says. he turns to head for the stage, but pauses. Fred is right behind him. dangerously close. “so glad you all decided to confront me here.” Mike says, hesitantly. Fred grabs him growl. Mike yelps and swings his bat immediately, hitting the bear in the head. it lets go and stumbles back, holding its head. “sorry!” Mike shouts, running off.

”Mike?”

“Mike are you okay?

“what wa that crashin’ sound?”

“uh I turned away from Chi and Fred was standing behind me. he grabbed me so I hit him. now he’s angry.” Mike says. he pants slightly as he comes to a stop, looking around. “man he’s just after me.” Mike mutters.

”get the high ground. Fred won’t go easy.”

“no if he tries to run the same simulation with Fred as he did with Freddy, while he’s this angry, Mike could get hurt.”

“we practiced him getting the higher ground and jumping on his shoulders.”

“we didn’ think he’d be this angry. ye weren’ a buckin’ branco, ye were complicit.”

“he’s weak in the knee’s, like you said before. hit him with the bat and take the chip. do you want help?”

“we can come help ye. ye got three, if ye need help gettin’ the last two, we’re here.”

“I don’t know.” Mike hisses. he tosses the Freddy head aside. and runs into the bathroom. he runs into a stall and climbs onto one of the toilets quickly. “he chased me into the bathroom.” Mike hisses softly.

”Mike.”

Mike tenses slightly, hearing footsteps nearby.

“okay I give, I need help. I can’t do this alone.” Mike murmurs.

”we’re comin’!”

the phone call ends abruptly and Mike keeps as still as possible. he’s not sure how long he waits, but he decides that after everything he’s done, he’ll let the others handle Fred. he tenses when he hears footsteps outside his stall, bringing his bat up over his head. the door slowly swings over and Mike yells, jumping at the door.

“not today fucker!” Mike shouts.

“Mike its me!” Bonnie yelps. MIke slams into him, barely managing not to hit him with the bat, the both sprawl to the floor.

“Bonnie?” Mike asks, confused. Bonnie winces slightly, sitting up, pushing Mike off him.

“sorry I scared you.” Bonnie says.

“where are the others?” Mike asks.

“trying to figure out how to get the puppets chip out.” Bonnie says, getting up. he pulls Mike up, before holding out his other hand. “here. don’t worry about Foxy. he’s fine by the way.” Bonnie adds, handing Mike Freds chip. Mike puts it away and pauses.

“what happened to Foxy?” Mike frowns.

“nothing. he’s fine. I just thought you might wonder why it was me and not Foxy, but I figured you’d swing your bat and feel way guiltier hitting Foxy than me.” Bonnie shrugs.

“I’d feel guilty either way.” Mike frowns. Bonnie chuckles.

“yeah, but Foxy is your boyfriend. he’s sweet to you and would feel like he did something wrong if you hit him, even by accident. I can take hit. won’t hurt my feelings.” Bonnie snorts. Mike glances at him.

“Foxy isn’t that sensitive.” Mike huffs. “sure he’d be upset, but he wouldn’t think he did anything wrong. leave him alone.” Mike adds, glaring. he pauses as he comes across the others. they’re standing over the body of a puppet looking thing, “holy shit.” Mike mutters. Foxy turns around quickly and runs over to Mike. Bonnie steps away, though he sees Mike tense up. Foxy grabs Mike, looking him over, before yanking him to his chest. “m’okay Foxy.” Mike says.

“jus’ checkin’.” Foxy murmurs.

“did you get the chip from the Marionette?” Mike asks. Foxy holds it up, offering it to Mike.

“yeah. right here.” Foxy murmurs. Mike takes it carefully.

“lets get the fuck out of here.” Mike says, placing it in his pocket. Foxy takes his hand gently, intertwining their fingers.

“s’late. we’ll get those t’ Garcia in the mornin’.” Foxy says. Mike pulls the case from his pocket with his free hand.

“I’m just glad I didn’t have to bring her five more Animatronics. she almost flipped the first time.” Mike says. Foxy squeezes his hand gently as they walk out to the car.

its silent for a moment as they sit in the car. Mike heaves a sigh and glances in the rear view mirror.

“hey, thanks guys.” Mike murmurs. Freddy shoots him a half smiles.

“you’re family Mike. can’t let anything happen to you.” Freddy assures. Mike chuckles.

“yeah uh, speaking of, sorry about almost hitting you with a bat Bonnie.” Mike says. Bonnie waves it off.

“not worried about it. I’m just glad you were ready to protect yourself.” Bonnie says. Mike smiles at him a little and drives them home.

Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica head straight for their rooms. Foxy watches Mike. the man is standing in the living room, staring at the door way to their room.

“ye alright lovely?” Foxy asks, walking over to him. Mike nods.

“I’m sleeping on the couch tonight.” Mike mutters. he immediately tosses his shirt aside, gently setting the case from his pocket on one of the end tables beside the cough, before flopping onto the couch.

“yer jus’ gonna sleep in yer jeans?” Foxy asks. Mike grunts. Foxy snorts and heads into their room, grabbing a spare blanket from their closet. he brings the blanket back and grabs his boyfriend, rolling him over carefully.

“can I help you?” Mike grumbles. Foxy snorts, unbuckling his belt and yanking the jeans off him, tossing them into the floor.

“if yer sleepin’ with me, yer not sleepin’ in jeans.” Foxy says. he strips himself down to his own boxers and lays on the couch, pulling the blanket over them.

“I didn’t invite you to sleep with me.” Mike mutters.

“I don’ need invitation. yer mine.” Foxy murmurs, kissing his neck gently. he holds Mike tightly. “now c’mon sleep.” Foxy adds. Mike curls up with him, yawning.

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“hey, hey, take it easy. its okay.” Mike soothes gently. the figure on the table jerks away from him. “no, its alright, just relax. its okay.” Mike assures. yellow eyes slowly blink open. “hey, remember me?” Mike asks. the figure blinks again, before tilting her head slightly. she pulls back some and Mike shakes his head. “n-no no no no. its alright. its okay. do you remember me?” Mike asks, softly. the figure blinks at him before inhaling shakily, despite the fact its not necessary.

“M… Mike?” she asks. Mike grins at her and nods quickly.

“hey Reign. nice to finally have a voice to go with your face.” Mike chuckles. Reign sits up slowly, looking around.

“wow. you made it just like I wanted.” Reign murmurs, glancing at Garcia. she grabs her throat, smiling. “no accent. no static.” Reign grins at him.

“I take great pride in making you guys look like you want, I mean, look at the others.” Garcia chuckles. Reign ignores her, staring at Mike.

“I’m… I’m put together! I’m in one piece!” Reign says. Garcia doesn’t take any offense to it.

“come on, you ready to stand up?” Mike asks. she shakes her head quickly.

“n-no. can I… have more time?” Regin asks. Mike nods.

“yeah. you’re good. Garcia wanted to wake you up first. take all the time you need while we wake the others.” Mike assures.

“we can wake Bon up next. I’m not sure how the others will react. Chi should be okay, but the other two were… not so okay while I was getting designs.” Garcia frowns. Mike nods, quickly heading over to where Bon is laying. “let there be life.” Garcia grins, typing on her computer. Bon groans immediately, shifting.

“Bon?” Mike asks. Bon blinks, looking over at him.

“Mike?” Bon asks.

“thats me.” Mike smiles. Bon blinks at him a moment, before breaking out in a grin. he shoots up from the bed, stumbling and nearly falling on his face.

“take it easy.” Freddy says, catching him. Bonnie is immediately on his other side.

“y-you did it!” Bon grins. he turns to look at Mike, blue hair flopping over his face. he doesn’t seem to mind. “you got me out! you promised! you did it! I’m out!!” Bon grins. Mike shoots him a smile.

“we sure did. wasn’t just me.” Mike murmurs. he motions to the two holding Bon up. “these are two of the others I helped.” Mike smiles. Bon looks at the two, bright green eyes confused.

“hey, I’m Bonnie. that's Freddy.” Bonnie smiles at him. Bon grins, looking around.

“this is so cool.” Bon grins. his eyes land on Foxy and Chica. “hi! I’m Bon!” Bon grins. Chica giggles softly, smiling at him.

“Chica.” Chica waves. Bon nods, looking at Foxy.

“m’names Foxy.” Foxy says.

“you all stuck with your original names?” Bon asks.

“for now. we’re all considering new names. we hadn’t thought about that until you guys.” Chica says. Bon smiles a little.

“ready to bring Chi online?” Garcia asks.

“Foxy, Chica, you mind helping with her?” Mike asks. Chica nods, jumping off the stool she’d been sitting on. Foxy pushes off the wall he was leaned on and heads over to the next table.

“sure, ain’ got nothin’ better t’ do.” Foxy murmurs, walking over. Mike smiles at him.

“and here we go again, wakey wakey.” Garcia murmurs, Chi jerks up immediately into a sitting position, with a gasp.

“easy, easy. its alright. its okay Chi. you’re okay.” Mike soothes. Chi looks down at herself. all she can see are the same grey sweats the others are wearing. her blue eyes float around the room, before she screams, jumping up. “h-hey!” Mike yelps, catching her quickly, she slams against him, laughing, and sending them both to the floor. Foxy is quick to grab Mike by the shoulder of his shirt, carefully keeping his head from hitting the floor.

“take it easy lass.” Foxy frowns.

“you did it! you really did it!” Chi squeals. Mike winces a little, but lets her hug him.

“yeah.” Mike grunts from his awkward position. Foxy carefully lowers him to the ground.

“okay Chi, come on, lets get off of Mike.” Chica laughs, helping her up off the man, she’s shaking, but she leans on Chica.

“sorry about that. I just… I thought…” Chi trails.

“no its alright.” Mike assures, sitting up. Foxy reaches a hand down and Mike takes it, gratefully, letting the man pull him up. Mike dusts off, smiling at Chi. ‘you got her Chica?” Mike asks. Chica nods, carefully supporting Chi. the other is hanging onto her like a life line, Chica supports her easily, nodding with a reassuring smile.

“I got her, you guys see about Fred.” Chica says. Mike nods, looks at Foxy.

“still ain’ got nothin’ better t’ do.” Foxy assures. Mike chuckles, walking over to Fred.

“and I bid you, awake.” Garcia grins, waking him up. Fred gasps softly, opening his eyes. his eyes land on Mike.

“hi, I haven’t really met you. I’m Mike.” Mike says. Freddy blinks at him, confused. “right, last time you saw me, you were dragging me out of a vent and I was kicking you in the face.” Mike smiles.

“where are we?” Fred asks, sitting up slowly.

“my workspace.” Garcia grins. Fred glances at her then the others.

“who are all of you?” Fred frowns.

“c’mon Fred! you recognize us!” Bon grins, leaning against Bonnie. Freddy steps away, ready to help with Fred now that Bon seems stable. Fred looks confused, eye brows furrowing.

“Bon?” Fred asks.

“in the gears!” Bon grins. Fred blinks, before glancing at Mike.

“wow.” Fred mutters. Mike raises an eye brow.

“uh, hi. again.” Mike says.

“you… have really pretty eyes.” Fred says. Mike raises an eye brow, looking amused.

“uh, thanks. Garcia spent a lot of time on them to make them the right color.” Mike shrugs. Foxy narrows his eyes. Freddy glances at Foxy, then to Chica and Bonnie.

“now ye wait jus’ a second-” Foxy starts.

“lets help you up off the bed.” Freddy says, quickly, walking over. Mike looks almost confused, but moves letting Freddy help the man up.

“woah.” Fred says, looking around.

“can… can I stand too?” Reign asks., hesitantly. Mike glances over.

“yes! of course, sorry Reign.” Mike says, walking over to her quickly. Foxy narrows his eyes at Fred, before heading over to help Mike.

“c’mon lass, yer alright. take it easy.” Foxy assures, helping her up. Mike watches carefully, reaching out and helping Foxy hold her up when her legs give out from underneath her. “jus’ take it easy, we’ll support yer weight. don’ worry, jus’ focus on standin’.” Foxy assures gently. Reign’s knees knock together slightly.

“hey, its okay. take it easy.” Mike soothes gently.

“s-sorry.” Reign says softly.

“s’okay lass. don’ worry. I couldn’ stand neither. Freddy and Bonnie helped haul me around fer two days.” Foxy assures.

“what the plan? they’re not all going to fit in the car.” Bonnie frowns.

“I’ve got that handled. I rented a van. I’ll follow you to Mikes house.” Garcia assures. Mike nods.

“not that it will be a problem, but Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica will share a room for the night. Bon and Fred, you two will bunk together and Chi, you and Reign will bunk on my couch. okay?” Mike asks. they stare at him. “any arguments?” Mike asks. the new four look around.

“no. I think we’re all okay.” Bon says. Mike nods.

“good. everyone think they’re ready go?” Mike asks. he gets a couple nods and motions for them to follow him. Bon is mostly able to walk on his own, but Bonnie continues to support him. the others lean on their crutches and Mike ends up helping Foxy with Reign.

“I’m riding with these guys.” Bonnie says.

“thats not a problem, right Garcia?” Mike asks.

“no problem at all.” Garcia assures. Bonnie wants to be there in case one of them turns dangerous, like the Marionette had when Garcia had tried to turn it on in the sample body. Mike doesn’t see the point in arguing.

“do you have enough room for me too?” Chica asks. Garcia looks over.

“I have enough room for everyone. Mike included.” Garcia assures.

“good, me too.” Chica says. Bonnie would stand a better chance with help. Garcia glances at Freddy. his deep blue eyes narrow slightly at her, like hell he would leave Bonnie and Chica alone. Garcia nods at him, not even bothering to ask Foxy. the man had a wave of anger around him at the moment and she didn’t want to make it worse.

the load the four up easily. Chica sits up front with Garcia, despite protests, while Bonnie and Freddy climb in the back as well. Mike and Foxy load up in Mikes car, leading the way.

Mike glances at Foxy, before frowning as he turns back to the road.

“you’re sulking.” Mike says.

“am not.” Foxy huffs. Mike glances at him again, reaching for his hand.

“you okay?” Mike asks. Foxy takes his hand gently.

“m’fine. jus’ don’ loike leavin’ the others, leavin’ Garcia, with those guys.” Foxy frowns.

“they’ll be alright. should anything happen, they all have their phones. we’re right in front of them, we’ll see should she swerve. its okay.” Mike assures.

“the puppet… it was… aggressive.” Foxy frowns. Mike chuckles softly.

“so were you. so was Bonnie, and Freddy. Chica wasn’t so bad.” Mike chuckles. Foxy glares at him. “look, they deserve a second chance too.” Mike assures. Foxy nods slightly. “on, uh, Garcia said she gave you guys updates, what's up?” Mike asks. Foxy glances at him.

“she ain’ tell ye?” Foxy asks. Mike shakes his head.
“incognito mode.” Foxy says.

“hmm?” Mike asks. Foxy frowns, activating the new program. plates on the top of his head shift and his ears vanish, before two human ears appear on the sides of his head. he turns to look at Mike.

“incognito.” Foxy says.

“a more human looking body.” Mike murmurs. he nods a little before a confused look comes over his face as he turns back to the road again. “uh, but…” Mike trails.

“yeah?” Foxy asks.

“the others, I can understand, but like, where does your tail go?” Mike asks. Foxy blinks slightly, frowning.

“uh… I think the plating goes int’ me legs? maybe? m’not sure. I ain’ ask.” Foxy says. Mike nods, smiling slightly.

“which way do you like better?” Mike asks. Foxy frowns a moment, before pulling down the sun visor. he stares into the little mirror, deactivating and reactivating the program carefully., before turning to Mike.

“this way.” Foxy murmurs. “when I look more human, loike ye.” Foxy adds. Mike smiles at him, but the smile falls off Foxys own face. he looks hesitant. “which one do ye loike best…?” Foxy asks. Mike shakes his head.

“its not about what I like Foxy.” Mike assures.

“buts it does.” Foxy says. “t’ me at least.” Foxy murmurs softly, squeezing his hand gently. Mike shakes his head.

“no, Foxy. it doesn’t. I loved you when you were an Animatronic and I was human. I love you with or without your features, okay?” Mike asks. “you’re my boyfriend and I don’t care if you looked like a fox, have fox ears, or you’re just like this.” Mike murmurs softly. “I love you with or with out the ears. okay?” Mike asks. Foxy huffs, flushing and looking out the window. Mike smiles at him a little. “hey, okay?” Mike asks.

“that don’ help.” Foxy mumbles.

“yes it does. it means, you can be you. no matter what you look like, I’m here and I’m not leaving.” Mike assures. he pauses. “well, as long as you don’t look like Freddy.” Mike adds. Foxy laughs a little.

“but yer not answerin’ the question. how do ye prefer me t’ look?” Foxy asks. Mike shakes his head again.

“like you Foxy. whatever makes you happiest. I don’t care what you look like.” Mike assures shaking his head. he parks In front of the house and leans over, kissing his nose with a small smile. “you’re cute either way. I don’t mind which ears you pick.” Mike soothes. Foxy nods a little, watching him. “now come on. lets get these guys in the house and go curl up.” Mike says, stretching a little. “cause I’m tired.” Mike adds. Foxy chuckles softly, getting out of the car. Mike follows him out and smiles.

“wow, looking good Foxy.” Garcia grins. Foxy gives her a half smiles, shrugging one shoulder.

“I loike the new update.” Foxy murmurs, looking away.

“it looks great on you.” Garcia assures. Foxy smiles again. they walk around to open the back of the van.

“wow! Foxy! is that the new update? you look great!” Chica giggles. Foxy flushes slightly, shooting her a small smile.

“come on, lets get ye lot into the house.” Foxy murmurs. they unload the group and head into the house, making sure they each get into the house carefully. by the time they get in the house, Mike has the pull out bed set up in the living room. he looks at the new four hesitantly.

“its a little cramped, but it’ll work for now.” Mike assures them. “uh you three know which you is yours, get those two settled. Chi, Reign, you’re gonna sleep here.” Mike says. the four nod and immediately get to work, helping to set the new four up.

“wow, its so soft.” Chi says when Chica helps her sit on the bed. Mike nods.

“I just bought it. with you guys in mind.” Mike says. Foxy helps Reign to the other side, she’s gripping Foxy in a way that would leave marks if he were human, but doesn’t seem to bother the Pirate.

“easy, easy. yeah I know legs are hard.” Foxy assures. Reign looks at him hesitantly. “I wasn; quite as broken down as ye were, but.. me body ain’ work right either. ye’ll be right in a couple o’ days.” Foxy assures. Reign nods a little and lets go of Foxy. he steps away after a moment, making sure she’s okay. Mike smiles a little.

“I’m heading to bed.” Chica says, heading down the hallway. Mike looks at the women on his couch.

“we’re going to be in this room here. alright? if you guys need anything, don’t be afraid to bother us, I mean, not bother, you’re not bothering us.” Mike says quickly. “I just mean. not bothering I’m sorry.” Mike tries.

“well be in here. if’n ye need us, don’ be afraid t’ come find us.” Foxy says.

“yeah that.” Mike mutters, heading for the bedroom. Foxy snorts and follows after him, shutting their door behind him. Mike flops on to the bed, kicking his shoes and his pants off.

“ye alright?” Foxy chuckles, walking over.

“just… dreading waking up that… marionette. thing. it was so violent and upset…. Garcia couldn’t even get it to design its body, tell her a gender, anything. it just screamed.” Mike murmurs. Foxy frowns a little.

“it probably saw somethin’... we saw those kids gettin’ murdered an couldn’ do nothin’ ‘bout it….” Foxy trails. Mike nods slightly. he rolls over on the bed and reaches out.

“come here.” Mike mutters. Foxy snorts and walks over to him, kicking his own shoes off. he lays over the other man, who sighs quietly, wrapping his arms around him. “see, now I can fall asleep.” Mike mumbles.

“yer weird.” Foxy mutters. “what bein’ crushed makes ye sleepy?” Foxy teases.

“only when its by you and you’re not crushing me.” Mike scoffs, rolling his eyes. he wraps his arms tightly around Mike, nuzzling his face into mans neck. “you’re loving on me.” Mike murmurs, kissing his neck. he throws a leg over Foxys. “and you’re not stopping.” Mike huffs. Foxy chuckles softly.

“how ‘bout ye let me strip down so m’not layin’ in me jeans?” Foxy asks. Mike huffs, letting go.

“fine.” Mike grumbles. Foxy laughs and gets up. he tosses his jeans aside and his shirt follows after, before he lays back down over the other man.

“see? I came back.” Foxy murmurs. Mike scoffs, wrapping his arms around him again.

“good.” Mike says. Foxy chuckles, kissing his cheek.

“ye were jus’ complainin’ ‘bout being tired.” Foxy murmurs.

“I am tired. I’m just making sure you’re not going anywhere.” Mike huffs, dropping his head back into the pillow. Foxy rolls his eyes and shifts to drop his head on Mikes chest.

“m’not goin’ no where. ‘cept t’ sleep.” Foxy murmurs. he lifts his head up and kisses Mikes jaw. Mike grunts softly, closing his eyes. “lovely, yer really gonna sleep loike this?” Foxy asks.

“mmhmm.” Mike murmurs, sighing happily. Foxy rolls his eyes again, grabbing the blanket and pulling it over them. he drops his head back down.

“alright. alright. ye want me t’ crunch ye. m’not gonna argue. not loike I can hurt ye.” Foxy murmurs.

“been a long couple of weeks. just need a little extra lovin’.” Mike murmurs softly. Foxy chuckles softly, letting his own eyes fall closed.

“m’okay with that, m;gonna remind ye of this every time ye tease me fer the same.” Foxy murmurs. Mike chuckles softly.

“I don’t care.” Mike murmurs. “now shut up, go to sleep.” Mike murmurs. Foxy settles doesn't and lets them both settle into sleep.

Mike shifts, mumbling, Foxy squirms beside him.

“what are you doing?” Mike mumbles.

“somethin’ fell.” Foxy mutters, sitting up. Mike rolls over to blink at him.

“what?” Mike asks.

“somethin’ er someone, jus’ fell.” Foxy mutters. Mike sits up and throws the blanket off his legs.

“hang on.” Mike mutters. he gets up stretching, despite the fact he doesn’t need too, before walking over to Foxy. “I’m coming with.” Mike adds. Foxy nods and opens their bedroom door.

“I-I’m so sorry.” a soft voice calls. Mike steps around Foxy.

“Reign?” Mike asks.

“I-I just wanted to walk around a little.” Regin says softly. Mike shakes his head, walking over to her.

“its okay. accidents happen.” Mike assures. Foxy kneels beside her gently.

“s’okay. c’mon Reign.” Foxy murmurs. Mike and Foxy help her up gently.

“I didn’t mean to wake you guys up.” Reign says softly.

“its okay. are you hurt or anything?” Mike asks, helping Foxy sit her on the bed.

“no I’m okay.” Reign assures.

“good.” Mike murmurs, stepping back.

“I just… I wants to walk around a little.” Reign says softly, glancing at the window. Foxy follows her glance.

“okay.” he mutters. he grabs her arm carefully, hauling her up. Reign, confused, grabs onto him to keep herself stable.

“wh-what are you doing?” Reign asks.

“ye wan’ t’ see outside, we’re goin’.” Foxy says. Mike nods and walks over to the back porch door, opening it. Foxy carefully leads her outside

“I like to sit on the back porch sometimes. gives you a good view of the sky.” Mike murmurs. Reign lets Foxy lead her outside onto the porch. she pauses looking down at her toes.

“wood feels different. ye get used t’ it. took me a week t’ get used t’ the rug Mike has.” Foxy assures. Reign nods.

“you never told me that bothered you, I would’ve moved it.” Mike says. he watches Foxy lean Reign onto the porch railing and step back with a small smile. Foxy shakes his head.

“I didn’ say it bothered me, I said it was different.” Foxy assures. “loike the wood out here feels different from the rest of the floor, cause s’real.” Foxy adds. he wiggles his own toes, looking at Reign. she’s watching his feet, but copies his motion. she smiles at him a little.

“it does feel weird, but everything does.” Reign murmurs. she looks up at the sky. “they called me the Mangle, because I was just a mangle of parts to them. I didn’t really spend a lot of time feeling things… other than pain.” Reign murmurs.

“if there’s anyone who understands that, its Foxy.” Mike assures. Reign glances at him, then to Foxy.

“I fell, bit a kid. they left me t’ rot on a 8x10 stage fer years. me body broke down. couldn’ see, couldn' really hear, could barely move. fallin’ apart. ye know? nothin’ loike what ye faced.” Foxy assures.

“you… you fell on a kid?” Reign asks. “w-what happened?” she asks. Foxy looks away a moment.

“he was standin’ in front o’ the stage. I leaned down, there was no stay off the stage tape ‘round the floor so kids could climb on me stage. while I was leaned down, a kid climbed on the back of the stage. he slipped, bumped me. I feel off the stage and landed on the boy. I was… tryin’ t’ apologize, get up. not hurt ‘im anymore than I’d already done…. the spirits… those kids were so angry. one took over an I bit ‘im in the head. destroyed part o’ his brain.” Foxy explains. he shakes his head. “I hurt ‘im bad.” Foxy says. Reign looks away a moment, then looks back.

“and the kid?” Reign asks. “did he…?” Reign asks, hesitantly.

“I turned out just fine.” Mike assures. Reign looks surprised, turning to look at him. “I was in and out of the hospital for years but I was fine…” Mike trails.

“until a couple o’ months ago.” Foxy frowns.

“what do you mean?” Reign asks.

“I was basically a ghost, haunting my body. it started breaking down after a while. I lost control of a lot of stuff… Garcia managed to get me into this body before I died, but barely.” Mike says. “and I never blamed Foxy for it. when I was a kid, I couldn’t understand why he did it, but as an adult I know it wasn’t him.” Mike assures, walking over to Foxy. the taller wraps his arms around him, leaning his head down onto Mikes shoulder gently. he glances at Reign.

“he turned out fine in the end.” Foxy assures. Reign smiles a little.

“you guys are cute together.” Reign chuckles, looking up at the sky. the smile falls off her face.

“can ask you a question?” Mike asks. Reign looks over.

“sure, but I may not have an answer, I don’t have a lot of memories.” Reign warns.

“your name, where’d you pick it from?” Mike asks. Reign stares up at the sky.

“a little girl.” Reign murmurs. “Rose, I think was her name. she told me once, I had stormy eyes. full of pain. she called me Rain or Rainy. I liked it. I kept it.” Reign smiles. Mike smiles. she glances at him. “why do you ask?” Reign asks.

“you have a real name. the others use shortened version of their names, but you have one all your own. I just wanted to know where it came from.” Mike murmurs. Reign nods a little, looking back up at the sky.

“thank you. not for just, bringing me outside… but for saving us.” Reign murmurs.

“we’re not done there just yet, still a couple of kids trapped there that need to be out, but, I bet they wouldn’t be too happy to see me after taking their friends, so, we’re gonna go back later and try to set them free.” Mike murmurs. Reign shifts, turning her body to look at them.

“how did you get those kids out of the other place?” Reign asks.

“long story. there bodies were… originally in the Animatronics, but when that started causing problems, they were buried under the stages. their spirits were trapped. the owner came after me and tried to kill me for finding out the truth he killed those kids, took an axe to me. Foxy and the others got in the way. when Freddy tackled him, his axe broke through the stage. there was a… well, the remains of a body. a little girl. after that, the spirits raged at him. first the little girl.. but I took the ask and started breaking apart the stage. then I figured if there were bodies under that stage, there had to be some under Foxys. they got angrier and angrier as we found more bodies, but then they surrounded me. it was weird. they just kind of stared at me… they looked so angry and scared. all of them…. but then one of the spirits actually started looking like a kid. the others followed suit and suddenly the didn’t look angry or scared. they were smiling, crying. they just faded away. all but one.” Mike says. he feels Foxy shifts little, tightening his hold.

“one stayed?” Reign asks.

“for a moment. he smiled. he had a little top hat on. there was this shape of an old Freddy plush in his arms. he grinned, he looked excited.” Mike murmurs. he tilts his head a little. “he thanked me. said they were free, that he was sorry he and his friends tried to hurt me, that they could see now I was trying to help them. he turned around and laughed, said he had to go, that there was a party waiting for them and that he had to go. then he was gone too. then they were gone.” Mike explains.

“the whole place felt lighter when they were gone. it wasn’ a nightmare anymore, they were free an so were we.” Foxy murmurs. Reign nods a little, smiling.

“I don’t know anything about the spirits where I’m from. they only stuck with the others, like I was too broken to use. I probably was. they couldn’t move me like they could the others.” Reign murmurs. she looks up at the sky again. “okay, I think I’m ready to go back inside… if you guys don’t mind helping me.” Reign says softly. Foxy nods, separating from Mike.

“no problem.” Foxy assures, walking over to help her back inside. Mike shuts the door and follows after them. Foxy unloads Reign onto the couch carefully, then heads for the bedroom. Mike isn’t far behind. Mike lays on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. “ye okay?” Foxy asks. Mike nods slightly. Foxy lays beside him, confused.

“yeah, I just don’t think about those kids as often as I should. she wore a little yellow dress and she cried, clinging to the little boy in a purple striped shirt. he had on ears like Bonnie’s, made out of paper. there was a little boy with a little Pirate hook on his hand, he looked so scared, but he managed a half smiles before he vanished. those kids don’t deserve to be forgotten Foxy.” Mike murmurs.

“that they don’.” Foxy murmurs.

“I’m gonna set up a memorial wall. every kid we find, every little body that gets buried, every little spirit set free, goes on that wall.” Mike murmurs.

“I think ye should go on that wall.” Foxy says. Mike looks over at him confused.

“me? I didn’t get murmured there.” Mike says.

“yeah ye did. sure they brought ye back, but… ye were dead when ye were pulled out o’ the Cove.” Foxy says. Mike rolls over and hugs him tightly.

“okay. I think I have an old picture from back then. won’t be hard to find pictures of those kids.” Mike adds. Foxy nods and holds him tightly.

“we can work on that first thin’ in the mornin’. fer now, get some rest.” Foxy murmurs. Mike nods, curling back up with him.

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“and there we go.” Mike murmurs, stepping back. the others are standing behind him. the wall of pictures and name plate in front of him looks amazing. its not finished yet, he’s still trying to get names and pictures of the children from the other restaurant, but it does look good.

“Gabriel 11, Jeremy 9, Susie 8, Fritz 6, Cassidy 12, Charlotte 3.” Chica murmurs, softly. they refused to use the missing children pictures, instead reaching out to the families for the best pictures of the kids they could find.

“Fritz was a week away from being 7.” Freddy murmurs.

“and Charlotte was almost 4.” Bonnie frowns.

“lets not forget anyone.” Freddy adds, putting Mikes picture up. Mike had managed to find a picture of himself laying in a hospital bed after the accident.

“I still think it feels wrong to be on the wall.” Mike says, looking at the picture. his face is mostly wrapped up, but one of his eyes is peaking out through the bandages, staring at the camera. “also never understood why my mom insisted on taking that picture.” Mike grumbles.

“think anyone will recognize you?” Chica asks. Mike shrugs.

“maybe. maybe not. who knows?” Mike asks. he glances at the others. “but, I don’t care about being recognized. what I care about, is those kids never getting forgotten.” Mike says, turning back to look at the wall. “they spent too long going unnoticed to continue going forgotten.” Mike adds.

“I agree.” Foxy nods.

“I have decided on a name.” Freddy says. Mike turns around, eye brow raised. Freddy is staring at the wall of pictures with an almost sad look on his face. Mike studies him a moment, before nodding.

“if you want to honor one of the kids, you’re more than welcome to, but don’t feel like you have to.” Mike assures. Freddy shakes his head.

“I knew him, before he was murdered. he was probably my biggest fan. seems only fitting that in the end, I like his name.” Freddy says, arms crossed over his chest. Bonnie perks up.

“Gabriel.” Bonnie grins, looking at the picture. Mike nods a little.

“Gabriel. I think it fits.” Foxy shrugs a little.

“are you sure?” Mike asks. he nods. “alright, Gabriel it is.” Mike smiles.

“we don’t have to take names from the wall?” Chica asks.

“no. he just, found a name he liked. it doesn’t matter where your name comes from, it just matters, that you like it. you want it.” Mike assures. Chica nods. “and you don’t have a time limit on how long it takes to settle on a name. you can take as long as you want. its alright. it doesn’t have to be today, tomorrow, or even this year. you’ve all got time.” Mike explains. Chica nods a little.

“I think,” Chi starts. everyone glances at her. “I-I think picking a name calls for celebration.” Chi says. Mike smiles at her.

“we’ve got two hours before we open, so if you’d like to celebrate, go a head.” Mike murmurs. he turns to the newly names Gabriel. “and don’t be upset if it takes everyone a few days to get used to it. they’re not doing it on purpose.” Mike assures.

“I’ve been Freddy for years. it’s not gonna be an over night change.” Gabriel says.

“as long as you know what you’re getting into.” Mike assures. “so, Chi, Bon, Fred, Reign.” Mike says, turning to them. the four turn to look at him.

“yeah Mike?” Reign ask.

“I brought you guys here, so you could decide if you were willing to give this a chance, or if you guys didn’t want to be involved.” Mike says.

“what do you mean?” Fred asks.

“we could, do some remodeling, give you guys a place, if you wanted. add you to the shows. Reign, if you wanted to perform without kids hurting you, this would be the place. you don’t have to. this is not something you have to do.” Mike assures. “Chi, I had Garcia put the same program in you that Chica got, but it can be removed or adjusted. so that if you wanted to bake with her, you’re ready to, but you have to. Bon I noticed you had a guitar at the other place, so you got programmed to play guitar, but again only if you want to. Fred obviously you can sing, pretty good.” Mike explains.

“I can bake?” Chi grins. Mike nods. Chi turns to Chica. “please can we make a cake to celebrate his new name?” Chi asks. Chica laughs and nods.

“yeah! come on.” Chica smiles, leading her away.

“you keep saying we don’t have to do this.” Bon says. Mike nods.

“well, yeah. you’re sentient. I want to make sure you know this isn’t something you have to do. its an option. I mean, if you guys don’t want to be here we can have the programs removed. you guys can go out and pick a job, or do something you like. its not that big of a deal.” Mike shrugs. Bon stares at Mike, before throwing himself at the man to hug him. “h=hey!” Mike yelps. Foxy easily keeps them from falling over and hitting the ground.

“be careful.” Foxy warns. Bon steps back.

“we have a choice? like a real choice! for once in our lives! Fred this is amazing!” Bon squeals.

“Bon wait don’t!” Fred yelps, getting tackled to the floor. Mike laughs, shaking his head.

“so, we can stay if we want?” Reign asks. Mike nods at her. “what would we do?” Reign asks.

“we can set you up on a stage or let you play with kids.” Mike assures.

“we do need a birthday party hostess. ye’d be perfect.” Foxy says. Reign looks over. “yer happy an ye loike kids, but yer scared they’re gonna tear ye apart again.” Foxy frowns. MIke nods in agreement.

“it would be a perfect position for you, actually. plenty of kids to play with, but you wouldn’t be anywhere anyone could hurt you.” Mike says. “if you want the position that is.” Mike adds. Reign looks hesitant.

“I-I don’t know.” Reign murmurs. Mike nods.

“you don’t have to decide today. if you guys want to hang out, play with kids without people thinking your part of the crew yet, just hang out. have fun.” Mike assures. he looks at his watch, before pausing at the fire alarm. “oh come on guys. Chica! Chi! we have an hour and 45 minutes before we open!” Mike shouts, heading for the kitchen quickly. Foxy heaves a sigh.

“I better get the fire extinguisher again.” Foxy mutters, following after Mike.

“again?” Reign asks, watching Bon finally get up and wonder off. Gabriel helps Fred up, snorting.

“oh yeah, Chica set the kitchen on fire about a month ago. totally an accident, but it happens.” Bonnie laughs. they look up when Mike comes back out of the kitchen.

“uh, Mike?” Gabriel asks. Mike looks over at him annoyed. “your… your shirt.” he frowns.

“yeah. uh, Chi had an accident. she’s okay.” Mike frowns.

“no, he means, your shirt is on fire.” Bonnie says. Mike straightens and looks down, quickly patting at the smoke coming off his shirt.

“yeah. Foxy had to put me out. who puts a plastic cutting board in a kitchen? they melt, they catch fire.” Mike mutters.

“cutting board? I thought they were making a cake?” Bon asks. Mike shoots him a dirty glare and heads for his office.

“I’m running out of extra shirts.” Mike grumbles. Foxy follows him quickly, fire extinguisher in hand.

“would ye sit still! yer still smokin’!” Foxy shouts, chasing after him.

“Foxy if you spray me with that again I’ll-!” Mike starts. “Foxy! what did I just say?!” Mike shouted.

“yer shirk was still on fire!” Foxy argues. he follows Mike into the office, shutting the door behind them. Mike huffs and strips off his Fazbear management shirt, digging for another shirt in his drawer.

“I’m running out of these damn shirts.” Mike mutters.

“let me at least see yer side.” Foxy frowns.

“I’m fine. I’m fine. those shirts are just flammable.” Mike grumbles, turning to face him. he lifts his arm up so Foxy can see his side better. “relax. I don’t burn the same way I used to.” Mike assures. Foxy frowns at him and Mike shakes his head. “sorry.” Mike murmurs.

“fer once m’glad yer loike us.” Foxy murmurs softly, gentle fingers running over the slightly scortched metal.

“relax it only got hot enough to leave a few ashy marks. a little soap they’ll wash right off.” Mike assures. Foxy pulls him into a hug and holds him.

“ye were on fire when I walked in there.” Foxy murmurs, holding I'm tightly to his chest.

“Foxy, I’m fine.’ Mike assures. he sighs and wraps his arms around the taller. “I’m okay. I promise.” Mike murmurs, squeezing him gently.

“I forgot, fer a moment, ye were loike us.” Foxy admits.

“I’m okay.” Mike soothes. Foxy nods a little and lets him go, stepping back.

“I know. m’sorry.” Foxy sighs.

“don’t be. let me get cleaned up. can you clean up the kitchen. have Bonnie clean up the hall way.” Mike says. Foxy nods, leaning down to kiss him, before turning to leave. Mike chuckles and grabs him, pulling him back.

“Mike?” Foxy asks. Mike grabs him and pulls him down into a kiss. he holds it a moment,before letting go.

“I’m alright Foxy.” Mike assures, grabbing a shirt and heading out of the room.

a sharp whistle catches Mikes attention and he looks over.

“looking good Mike.” Bonnie teases.

“funny.” Mike huffs. “I’m borrowing your shower.” Mike says. “oh and Bonnie I need you to clean up the hallway. someone decided that a smoking shirt was me still on fire.” Mike huffs.

“sure thing. I’m on it.” Bonnie assures.

Mike grumbles to himself as he walks into the back. he pauses.

“oh hey.” Mike waves. Fred looks over.

“sorry, Fred- uh Gabriel said I could come back here and take a look. said if we wanted to stay, we could stay here, we’d just need our own beds.” Fred says. Mike nods.

“yeah, look, I’ll talk to you in a few minutes, I’ve got to get the burning smell off my body.” Mike mutters. he rushes past Fred and into the shower.

“wow!” Bon grins, bouncing into the room. “its cool back here.” Bon says, looking around.

Bons barely has 10 minutes to look around the room before Mike comes rushing out of the bathroom. he’d stripped down as quick as he could and showed the marks off his body.. he’s still shoving the ‘Welcome to Pirates Cove’ shirt into his pants as he rushes out.

“Mike?” Bon asks, concerned.

“I’m good.” Mike assures, buckling his belt as he rushes past them. Bon follows concerned.

“are you… okay?” Bon asks. Mike nods.

“yep. just gotta make sure the mess in the kitchen is cleaned up, Bonnie’s got the hallway but Foxy gets distracted, ‘specially if he’s worried about me.” Mike assures. he heads for the kitchen, but barely makes a step in when Foxy is shoved into him and he hits the floor. “ow!” Mike glares. Foxy turns quickly.

“now look what ye did! ye shoved me int’ Mike!” Foxy glares, turning to help Mike up. “sorry.” he mutters.

“you’re the clumsy idiot who just knocked over a whole cake! that was our only extra and it was for Gabriel!” Chica glares. Foxy huffs, stepping away from Mike to turn to Chica.

“I didn’ do it on purpose! it was an accident! I said I was sorry!” Foxy huffs.

“thats always your excuse! everything you do wrong is an accident! you’re an accident!” Chica argues.

“knock it off, right now.” Mike says firmly. both look at him. “someone tell me what happened.” Mike says. immediately Chica and Foxy point at each other ranting. “stop! one at a time. Chica.” Mike says.

“he knocked over the cake!” Chica growls.

“she left it on the edge! I bumped it while I was sweepin’!” Foxy argues.

“not everything is an accident!” Chica growls. Foxy turns to look at her.

“but it was an accident!” Foxy says. he looks at Mike. “I wouldn’ do it on purpose. s’an accident. I didn’ mean t’ hit the cake.” Foxy says. Mike sighs a little.

“okay. okay.” Mike murmurs. he looks at Chica. “okay you are going to apologize.” Mike says.

“for what?” Chica cries.

“for calling Foxy an idiot and an accident.” Mike says firmly. Chica glares at him before huffing. she turns to Foxy.

“fine. I’m sorry I called you an idiot and an accident.” Chica grumbles.

“good.” Mike says. he turns to Foxy.

“I already said sorry.” Foxy grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest.

“well do it again.” Mike glares. Foxy huffs, turning to Chica.

“m’sorry I knocked yer cake over.” Foxy huffs.

“now knock it off. you two are acting like children.” Mike says.

“but he-” Chica tries.

“no.” Mike says firmly. “knock it off. it was a cake Chica and it was an accident. I get that we don’t have another cake, but I can put in an order for some more frozen cakes, I know you like to make them by hand because we do use a lot of cakes sometimes. we’ll order some more, okay? its not the end of the world. its one cake.” Mike adds.

“but he destroyed Gabriels cake. not only that, but this isn’t even the first ‘accident’ he had!” Chica glares.

“accidents happen.” Mike says firmly. “knocking over a cake isn’t the same as calling someone an accident.” Mike adds. Foxy looks away and Mike glances at him.

“she ain’ wrong. m’not what they ordered in the beginnin’.” Foxy mutters.

“okay, and? you weren’t an accident.” Mike assures gently. he turns back to Chica. “I don’t care what happens, I never want to hear words like that coming from any of you towards any of you ever again, understood? we don’t need the kids picking up language like that.” Mike warns. Chica nods slightly.

“understood.” Chica murmurs.

“okay.” Mike sighs. “we’ll figure it out, okay? what if we go back to the house when we close and celebrate there?” Mike asks.

“but what about Gabriel?” Chica ask.

“he’ll be alright. we’ll celebrate at the house, not here. that gives you enough time to make him a cake, right?” Mike asks. “and not a frozen cake, a real one. one that you made him.” Mike adds. Chica nods a little. “okay.” Mike says. he turns to Foxy. “go set up the Cove. you’re done here, okay? you cleaned up and I appreciate the help.” Mike murmurs. Foxy nods slightly, heading for the Cove. Mike sighs softly, watching him go. he turns back to Chica, a dirty look on his face. “if I ever hear you say something like that to him again, I will not be kind. just because you’re my friend, doesn’t mean anything. I will hurt you.” Mike assures,staring at her earnestly. Chica looks confused.

“what?” Chica asks, hesitantly.

“I’m serious. don’t hurt him. I don’t want to have to hurt you, but I’ve worked too hard with Foxy. he’s not an accident, he’s not broken. I’ve worked too long and hard.” Mike warns, walking off. he heads for his office. he swallows slightly and slams the door to his office. he heads over to his desk, glancing at his clock. 20 minutes until they open. he drops down into his chair, slamming his head against his desk, with a groan. its quiet for a moment, before someone clears their throat. Mike nearly jumps, he’d never even heard his door open.

“you okay?” Bonnie asks. Mike lifts his head slowly.

“no.” Mike mutters.

“I heard you threatened Chica.” Bonnie says. Mike jumps up from his chair, anger in his eyes.

“she talks to Foxy like that again and I’ll do more than threaten Bonnie.” Mike warns. Bonnie looks shocked.

“I think I missed something. Chica just, whined Foxy knocked over a cake, that you bitched at her for yelling at him.” Bonnie frowns.

“she called him an accident.” Mike snaps. Bonnie sighs softly.

“she didn't.” Bonnie groans lowly.

“she called him an accident and you didn’t see the look in his eyes. the look I’ve worked so hard to get rid of. it took me months for him to see he wasn’t broken, that he wasn’t an accident and he deserved everything you guys did if not more. he was finally believing it, she better not have fucked that up.” Mike warns. Bonnie watches him, before stepping back a little.

“take it easy.” Bonnie soothes. Mike heaves a sigh, looking away.

“I spent too long making him realize what he’s worth for her to destroy it. I don’t want to hurt her.” Mike says. he looks at Bonnie again. “but she hurts him again and I won’t hesitant.” Mike assures him.

“I know you won’t. you never hesitated to protect yourself when we were trying to kill you. you protected Foxy with your life when your boss hit him with that axe, he cut your arms and you didn’t care because he was threatening us, threatening Foxy. you, you almost died trying to protect Freddy from him. I know how strong you are. I know when something or someone is important to you, you turn into a beast.” Bonnie murmurs. he gives a small chuckle. “I mean, you took on all four of us at once and walked away, while we lay on the ground with our systems rebooting. I know you know how impressive that is. Mike, we’d been killing for years and you got away. we don’t know everything you can do, but we know some of what you can do. I know you’re not threatening, you’re warning. you love him and you don’t want Foxy hurt again. I get it. I know I didn’t have the whole story and I won’t unless I talk to Foxy, but it sounds like an accident. I’ll talk to her. why don't you go check on him?” Bonnie asks. Mike heaves a sigh again, glancing at Bonnie, a small smile on his face.

“Gabriel was too afraid to come talk to me?” Mike asks. Bonnie smirks.

“thought you’d knock him upside the head again with the bat.” Bonnie says. Mike flushes a little.

“he shouldn’t have been in my room! he scared me!” Mike huffs. “he was a shadow lurking in the dark, I thought he was an intruder, he’s lucky I only hurt him and didn’t kill him.” Mike grumbles.

“if he was human you probably would’ve killed him.” Bonnie chuckles. “go. make sure Foxy is okay. I’ll check on Chica.” Bonnie assures.

“tell her I’m sorry?” Mike asks. Bonnie shakes his head.

“she knows.” Bonnie assures. Mike nods and heads out of the office towards the Cove.

Mike lets out a slow exhale from his nose and walks into the Cove. he knows he’s allowed in there, but this is Foxys space, so he doesn’t want to come in loudly and upset the man, especially when he could already be upset.

“Foxy?” Mike calls. he looks around a little. “Foxy?” Mike calls a little louder.

“m’over here.” Foxy mutters. he can’t hide from Mike, the man knows him too well, that or he’d search until he found him. no point hiding. Mike walks over towards the boat and pauses, Foxys is sitting on an old crate, looking at a stack of drawings. without his ears out, Mike can’t tell exactly how he’s feeling at the moment.

“hey.” Mike murmurs. Foxy doesn’t look up from the drawings, but beckons him over. Mike walks closer, letting the other grab his arm and pull him down onto his lap, wrapping an arm around him. “you okay?” Mike asks.

“m’fine.” Foxy assures gently. Mike glances at him.

“yeah? hiding over here? by yourself? on a crate, looking at kids drawings?” Mike ask, wrapping his arms around Foxy’s neck gently. Foxy shrugs a little, looking down at the pictures.

“yeah, remindin’ meself.” Foxy murmurs.

“yeah? of what?” Mike asks.

“I can’ be so bad if those kids love me.” Foxy assures. Mike smiles at him. he nuzzles his face against Foxy’s neck, gently.

“yeah? and what about if I love you?” Mike asks. Foxy laughs, putting the drawings aside. he wraps his other arm around Mike.

“then I mus’ be doin’ somethin’ right.” Foxy murmurs. Mile laughs a little. “er y’know, maybe m’dead an I did somethin’ t’ deserve someone loike ye. don’ know what that would be.” Foxy says. Mike rolls his eyes.

“I just rolled my eyes so hard it hurt.” Mike snorts. Foxy laughs, squeezing him gently.

“m’okay Mike. I ain’ fragile.” Foxy assures.

“I know that.” Mike huffs, hugging Foxy’s head to his chest. “I just don’t want to think about you sitting in here, all by yourself. thinking about her words… wondering if she’s right, but she’s not.” Mike says softly. he kisses the top of Foxys head, hugging tighter. “you’re worth more than that.” Mike murmurs. Foxy holds slightly tighter.

“I know that lovely. ye tell me that all the time. what m’worth.” Foxy murmurs, turning his head a little to rest it against Mikes chest. he gives a small smile. “but again I say, I ain’ fragile. I was angry.” Foxy murmurs.

“angry?” Mike asks, pulling back a little to look at him. Foxy shoots him a half smile.

“well, yer words mean a lot, t’ me at least. what she was sayin’... meant ye was lyin’ t’ me an,” Foxy murmurs. he pulls Mike down to kiss him and smiles again. “and ye ain’ lied t’ me yet, so if ye say I ain’ broken, then I ain’. m’fine.” Foxy assures. Mike chuckles and holds him gently, leaning down to kiss his nose.

“sometimes you have a brain.” Mike murmurs. Foxy laughs softly.

“ain’ a smart Fox, but I know what love is, thanks t; ye.” Foxy assures. Mike smiles at him.

“okay good, as long as you’re okay. I need to make sure we’re set up to go. you ready?” Mike ask. Foxy nods.

“always.” Foxy assures, letting go of him. Mike gets up and smiles, pulling Foxy with him. Foxy goes easily, though Mike is just as strong as they are, Foxy doesn’t make him pull him up.

“so you’re good then?” Mike asks.

“m’fine Mikey. jus’ needed a little reminder.” Foxy murmurs. Mike smiles at him, pulling him down to kiss him. Foxy lets him, carefully cupping his face. they pull apart after a moment and Mike grins at him.

“hey, anytime you need a reminder, I’m here.” Mike assures. Foxy smiles at him.

“I know.” Foxy murmurs. he glances at the wall clock and sighs. “I should get dressed.” Foxy murmurs. Mike nods a little.

“I should check on Reign and the others, make sure they’re good and ready.” Mike sighs. Foxy nods.

“go.” Foxy murmurs, stepping back. he heads for his boat.

“you sure you’re okay?” Mike asks. Foxy nods.

“m’good. promise.” Foxy assures. Mike nods and heads out of the Cove. he’s glad Foxy is finally seeing his worth. he has a lovesick smile on his face as he steps into the main area.

“hey, Foxy okay?” Gabriel asks. Mike glances over, nodding.

“yeah, he’s okay. he’s ready to go.” Mike smiles. he raises an eye brow at the man. “not getting dressed for work today?” Mike asks.

“well, actually, I thought, its getting hot out and a Fazbear shirt and some jeans would do… is that alright?” Gabriel asks. Mike nods immediately.

“absolutely. yeah, it is getting hot out. you guys don’t have to wear those suits, as a matter of fact, its getting time to dry clean them again.” Mike says. he washes them, of course, every other day but he likes to get them dry cleaned occasionally. “do you mind if we celebrate at my house tonight?” Mike asks.

“celebrate?” Gabriel snorts. “I didn’t want a party or anything, just a name. I’m still Freddy on that stage, but off, I’m Gabriel.” Gabriel assures. Mike smiles at him.

“well, Chica wants to throw you a small party at the house.” Mike murmurs.

“thats alright. I’ll let her.” he murmurs.

“have you seen the others?” Mike asks.

“yeah Fred is looking over the stage, Bon and Bonnie are checking out the prize corner, Chi is still with Chica and Reign…” Gabriel trails. he turns to look behind him. the pink haired woman is sitting at a table, staring.

“I’ll check on her, make sure the others are out of the way before we open. they can watch today, participate with kids if they want.” Mike says.

“you got it.” Gabriel smiles, heading off. Mike walks over to Reign, watching her.

“hey, you alright?” Mike asks. Reign looks over.

“yeah… just nervous.” Reign murmurs. Mike nods.

“has anyone showed you the back? the gang has a big bedroom back there that they live in, good hiding place if you get overwhelmed… or Foxys boat, my office.” Mike offers. Reign nods.

“Bonnie was great. he showed a lot of places. said you wouldn’t mind if I hid in the office.” Reign murmurs.

“you gonna be alright?” Mike asks.

“what if… what if the kids don’t like me?” Reign asks. her arms, already wrapped around herself, tighten. “wh-what if they break me again?” she manages, looking over at Mike.

“they won’t. they’re gonna love you. no one has been hurt here since I took over. I won’t let it happen. I won’t let them hurt you, any of you. I won’t let anyone hurt you guys. you’re my friends, my family. I won’t let anyone hurt you. its going to be okay.” Mike assures. Reign glances at him, then looks away.

“I’m scared.” Reign says softly.

“they all were when I brought them back in. I know. being scared is normal, its okay.” Mike assures, gently. he crouches beside her, resting a hand on her back gently “hey, you don’t have to do this.” Mike assures. “come on.” Mike murmurs, getting up.

“huh? I-I don’t want to leave.” Regin says quickly.

“you’re not leaving, you’re just getting a different seat, okay?” Mike assures. Reign stands, looking confused.

“huh?” she asks. Mike smiles at her.

“Foxys boat has a window. you can see out, but not in. you can stay in his boat until you’re comfortable.” Mike assures. Reign nods slightly, following him.

they head into the Cove and Mike looks around.

“Foxy?” Mike calls. he looks around. “he’s probably still getting dressed, wait here.” Mike assures. he knocks on the boat door and pokes in, Foxy looks over, pulling his pants on.

“hey, ye alright?” Foxy asks.

“oh yeah, Reign just wanted to know if she could hide in your boat for a bit and check out the crowd.” Mike says. Foxy shrugs at him.

“yeah sure.” Foxy says, buckling his belt. I ain’ mind.” Foxy assures, reaching for his shirt.

“hey Reign!” Mike calls.

“now? yer callin’ her now? m’gettin’ dressed.” Foxy huffs, yanking his shirt on. Mike laughs as Reign steps into the boat.

“uh, sorry. I can come back..?” Reign offers.

“no, yer fine, I jus’ ain’ dressed.” Foxy grumbles, grabbing for his boots. his shirt, hastily thrown on an don't tucked in, slides down to cover his eyes. Mike chuckles.

“this is the side of Foxy the others don’t get to see, so enjoy it.” Mike snorts.

“I heard that.” Foxy huffs. he stands back up after his boots are on, straightening his shirt up, tucking it in. “an yer safe t’ hide here.” Foxy assures. he grabs his belt with his sword sheath. “the Cove is a safe place, an Mike made sure of that, not jus’ fer me, but fer kids. fer ye. if ye want t’ hide out here yer welcome t’.” Foxy adds, adjusting his belt some.

“you having some trouble there?” Mike asks.

“the weight of the sword is quickly wearin’ out the material. It keeps stretchin’.” Foxy mutters.

“hang on its just some leather.” Mike murmurs. he walks over and pops his pocket knife out. “just stay still. I don’t want to accidentally stab you.” Mike adds. Foxy nods quickly moving his hands out of the way. Mike punches a knew hole in the leather with his pocket knife, before putting it in his pocket. “I don’t want to cut it too close and leave it squeezing you, but at least this way you won’t have to worry about your belt falling off mid show.’ Mike snorts, buckling the belt. Foxy looks down.

“fits fine.” Foxy assures, grabbing his sword. he carefully sheaths it and frowns. “now its lopsided.” Foxy grunts, adjusting the belt. its slides back down with the weight of the sword though.

“well, it’ll do for today, I’ll order you a new one later, alright?” Mike asks. Foxy nods slightly.

“so… you’re the only pirate?” Reign asks. Mike nods.

“yup. though, everyone around here helps in his shows.” Mike assures, grabbing Foxys hat and putting it on his head. Foxy smirks at him and adjusts the hat, giving Mike an amused look.

“funny. I got an eye patch so I ain’ need that eye right?” Foxy snorts. Mike grins at him.

“well, that wasn’t my thinking, but it works.” Mike grins, grabbing his hook to hold it out or him.

“then what was yer thinkin’?” Foxy asks.

“that you’re too tall and I’m too prideful to stand on my tip toes to reach your head.” Mike smirks. Foxy laughs, reaching out to slide his hand into the hook. his fingers slip right into the grip, though its already slightly worn from use, but the grip fits better now than it did when he first got it.

“ye checked on the others?” Foxy asks.

“I’m working on it, just had to make sure Reign was comfortable and you were ready.” Mike assures. Foxy nods.

“I got Reign. yer good right?” Foxy asks, looking over at her. she nods, walking over to look out the window.

“yeah.” Reign murmurs. Foxy nods.

“ye can sit on the bed, I won’ bite.” Foxy assures. he pauses and glances over at Mike. Mike is looking at him with a barely concealed smirk. “don’. please don’.” Foxy groans.

“anymore.” Mike chuckles. Foxy heaves a sigh, shi shoulders falling.

“funny.” he mutters. Mike laughs a little.

“oh come on, you set me up for that.” Mike laughs, heading out of the boat. Reign turns her head to smile at Foxy.

“it was pretty good.” Reign murmurs. Foxy chuckles softly, heading out of the boat.

Mike hums to himself, walking out of the Cove.

“Bonnie, Gabe, Chica, you ready?” Mike calls.

“good to go.” Gabriel assures.

“ready set Mike!” Chica grins.

“all set boss.” Bonnie assures, adjusting his shirt. “Gabriel said we could wear casual clothing,” Bonnie says. Mike nods.

“always, of course, I told you guys that months ago.” Mike snorts. “I’m gonna get some designs made up for you guys so you can wear some personalized Freddy’s shirts that no one else will have.” Mike says.

“can you put Carl on the back of mine.” Chica asks. Mike glances over.

“cupcake right?” Mike asks. Chica nods slightly. “of course. any other special requests?” Mike asks. Bonnie nods immediately.

“this new guitar is great, I love it, you let me pick and design my own guitar… but can you put my old one on the back?” Bonnie asks. Mike nods.

“of course. Gabriel?” Mike asks. the man is silent a moment, adjusting his top hat.

“all of us. on the back. a tribute to what we used to be. I know most of the shirt already portray us as Animatronics still, but there’s only two shirts we have that have the four of us together on it like that. one of them is the shirt for the Cove, without faces on it around Foxys boat. the other is the shirt you wear with security on it and it only has our heads as well.” Gabriel explains. Mike nods a little.

“alright. yeah, I’ll get them in the works, any special colors?” Mike asks.

“pink!” Chica grins. Mike smiles at her.

“pink for Chica.” Mike says. he turns to the others.

“all the blue and brown, green was always my favorite color.” Gabriel murmurs.

“green for Gabe. Bonnie?” Mike asks. Bonnie looks around a moment, before shrugging.

“my favorite was always grey, but that doesn’t say happy like pink and green do.” Bonnie frowns.

“grey isn’t a color.” Gabriel says.

“its a shade.” Chica says.

“no, we aren’t starting this. if grey is your favorite color, I’ll make it grey. its not that big of a deal.” Mike assures.

“but… what about all the happy colors in here?” Bonnie asks.

“does grey make you happy?” Mike asks. Bonnie nods a little. “then its a happy colors.” Mike smiles at him. “I’ll get working on them for you guys.” Mike assures.

“does that mean we can wear Freddy shirts too?” Bon asks. Mike blinks, he’d almost forgotten about them, turning around. he flashes the three a smile.

“do you want to?” Mike asks.

“well… we think it would be better to wear Freddy shirts while we wonder around… so we don’t make any parents nervous.” Fred shrugs a little.

“of course. yeah. come on, we’ll get you all fitted up.” Mike assures. the three stare at him and Mike glances to the three on stage, they’re giving him a strange look too. “uh, okay, maybe not use those words. come on, we’ll get you guys dressed.” Mike says, hesitantly, stepping away. the three blink and follow after him. Mike leads them to the prize corner, not entirely feeling safe enough to take them to his office.

Mike comes back after a few minutes, the three following him.

“alright you three settle here, I’m gonna run this shirt over to Reign and I’ll be right back.” Mike assures.

“where is she?” Chi asks.

“she’s taking a backseat look at the pizzeria in the Cove, in the boat. she’s watching through the window so she doesn’t have to interact with kids, I’m just going to bring her a shirt in case she wants to walk around.” Mike says. he heads for the Cove. he’s only gone a few minutes, when he returns with his keys in hand. “glad I did that, keys were still in Foxys pocket, can’t unlock the door without these.” Mike snorts. he unlocks the doors and turns on the open sign. “play time everyone.” Mike chuckles.

Mike heaves a sigh, locking the doors.

“well, that was a long day.” he mutters. he looks around at the mess everywhere. “is everyone okay?” Mike asks.

“I don’t think anyone got hurt.” Bonnie frowns.

“it was just a small fire.” Chi frowns.

“yeah and we’re lucky no kids were hurt.” Bonnie frowns.

“okay, no blaming. lets just get everyone and head home, okay? the cleaning clue will fix everything.” Mike assures.

“I-I didn’t mean to knock over that cake. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone.” Bon says quickly.

“its okay, its okay Bon. I never thought about the table clothes not being fire retardant.” Mike assures. “I’m gonna grab Foxy and Reign, okay? we’re gonna head home.” Mike says.

“I’ll grab the cake.” Chica says, heading for the kitchen. Mike nods, heading for the Cove.

Reign is waiting outside the boat when he gets there.

“hey.” Reign murmurs.

“hey, he’s changing?” Mike asks. she nods.

“might want to check on him, he’s a little upset about his hat.” Reign frowns. Mike nods, heading past her. he knocks and pokes into the boat.

“hey.” Mike says. Foxy glances at him. “you alright? you didn’t get burned right?” Mike asks.

“no jus’ me hat.” Foxy assures.

“good, I’m glad it wasn’t you. I’ll get you a new hat. come on, we’re heading to the hosue to celebrate Gabriels new name.” Mike murmurs. Foxy nods and smiles at him slightly, pulling on his shirt.

“c’mon, we’ve got a friend t’ celebrate.” Foxy murmurs, throwing his arm around Mikes shoulders. Mike smiles, leading him out.

“that we do.” Mike murmurs.

Chapter Text

”ye sure those three will be fine at the Pizzeria?”

“normally I’d argue with Foxy but Chi, excuse me, Chasity has set three fires already.”

“give her a break Gabriel, they were accidents.”

Mike chuckles slightly.

“guys they’ll be fine. I promise. I shut the gas off, the table clothes are fire proof, your room is fire proof, the Cove is fire proof. no more fires. we’re okay, and I’ve got them all on the security camera’s, downloaded to my phone.” Mike says.

”I guess that makes it better.”

“Chica, don’t worry about it. I promise, they’re okay.” Mike assures.

”where’s Reign at? she ain’ wanna stay the night?”

“nah, she made some friends and assured me that she’d be okay staying with them.” Mike says. “but hey, I found some more on those other kids who went missing.” Mike adds.

”I wondered why you were gone for so long, had Bonnie and Foxy nervous.”

“I was not nervous!”

“you were anxiously pacing Foxy.”

“I was anxious! not nervous!”

“and I wasn’t nervous either Chica. Foxy is my little brother and Mikes his partner. I’d be just as worried about any of you being out this late at night with three people you barely know, as I am Mike.”

“comforting. thanks Bonnie.” Mike chuckles.

”actually, while we’re all here….”

“Bonnie? whats up? everything okay?”

“I… uh, I found a name.”

“really? Bonnie that's great!” Mike grins.

”how’d you pick a name?”

“I chose one from my favorite band. one Mike helped me find.”

“Black Veil Brides?” Mike asks.

”Ice Nine Kills.”

“what name did you pick?”

“I chose a name from my favorite person of the band. Spencer Charnas.”

“Spencer. I like it.” Mike chuckles.

”really? I thought you were settled on Xander?”

“Xander was a name that I liked, but the more I thought about it, the more I feel like a Spencer.”

“I think Spencer fits ye. s’not a bad name.”

“alright we have Gabriel and Spencer.” Mike murmurs. he pauses. “thats weird.” Mike says.

”what? I thought you said Spencer was good?”

“no! no! not your name… I think I’m being followed.” Mike says.

”where? I’ll come get’cha.”

“you? Foxy, I get he’s your boyfriend, but if Mike is in danger, we’re all going.”

“Gabriel is right. Mike where are you?”

“no, guys I’m fine. its probably a coincidence.” Mike assures gently. he glances in his mirror again. “I’ve just, been on edge a little tonight. things have been, weird.” Mike says.

”sounds like Freddy’s.”

”weird how?”

“well, I stopped by the other restaurant, I wanted to see if I could find some stuff on those kids, I felt like I was being watched the whole time. I just assumed it was the build, I mean we set those spirits free not long after I got the others out… but I swear something or someone was in there, watching me. felt like I was being followed to my car… it was creepy. not dead kids haunting Animatronics creepy, but like, just creepy, okay?” Mike huffs.

”well, if it makes you feel better, we can stay on the phone until you get back.”

“we can’ do much from here, but we can be here, even if s’jus’ talk.”

“yeah! nothing like some friends to make you feel better right?”

“find anything else?”

“thanks.” Mike says. he glances next to him, looking at the papers he’d printed. “yeah. I found evidence of another pizzeria, more animatronics, and of course, more dead kids.” Mike says.

”always seems t’ leave back t’ more dead kids.”

“I don’t like it.”

“I don’t think anyone does.”

“how many kids are we looking at so far?”

“well, five in the first place, five maybe six in the second, and at least two in the next one.” Mike says.

”so, maybe about 13? 12 or 13? how long has this gone on?”

“years.”

“not just kids. I found something about a couple of adults going missing at Freddy’s to. like a man, I don’t have his name, I rushed out of the place as fast as I could.” Mike says. “but I emailed it to myself, just in case. I tend to lose papers.” Mike snorts. he glances hesitantly in his mirror again, the car is still behind him. he frowns, humming to himself.

”you alright?”

“yeah just fine, just the car is still following me….” Mike trails.

”we can come find you.”

“no need, just be ready to jump and run should I need help. my bats in the trunk and I wouldn’t be able to get to it fast enough.” Mike frowns.

”we’re already sitting in the living room, doors opened, just the screen is shut.”

“how far out are ye?”

“I can see the driveway. I’m sure I’m just being paranoid.” Mike says. he pulls into the driveway and parks. “see? I’m fine. I’ll be in, in a sec.” Mike assures. he grabs his phone and opens the door. he climbs out, shutting the door, before heading around to the passenger side. he pauses when a hand grabs his shoulder. “hey, look, you don’t want to do this.” Mike sighs. suddenly two hands are on his other arm. Mike puts his feet down, trying to stop himself from behind dragged. “let go! you don’t want to do this.” Mike grunts.

“shut up!” a voice to his left growls.

“I warned you.” Mike mutters. his head is suddenly slammed against his car and Mike yelps. he head flops forwards and he does the only thing he can thing of. he screams. “Foxy!” Mike screams.

the others scramble out of the house, running for the driveway. Gabriel and Chica are quick to stand behind the car, then men had scrambled once Mike had screamed.

“where is he!?” Foxy shouts, yanking open the driver side door.

“what did you do with Mike!?” Spencer shouts, yanking the passenger out of the car and slammed him into the ground. Chica runs over to Foxy.

“Foxy! Foxy stop!” Chica shouts. Foxy has his hands wrapped tightly around the mans throat, squeezing him.

“WHERE IS HE!?” Foxy shouts. the man lets out a choking sound. Gabriel yanks Foxy off the man. “LET GO O’ ME! WHERE’S Mike! TELL ME WHERE HE IS!” Foxy shouts, fighting with Gabriel.

“he can’t talk if you crush his throat.” Gabriel murmurs. Foxy growls at him, a low dangerous sound in the back of his throat. they haven’t heard anything that animalistic come form Foxy since before he got a new body. its a startling sound. he stops, the sound dying in his throat, he turns his head.

“Mike?” Foxy asks, eye brows furrowing.

“Foxy!” Mike shouts. his voice is muffled. Foxy throws the backseat open, looking it over. a thumping sound draws his attention, he scrambles out and around to the trunk.

“Mike?” Foxy asks.

“get me out!” Mike shouts.

“he’s in the trunk!” Foxy growls, fumbling for a trunk latch. Chica gets up, running over to the driver seat. “ain’ no latch back here! Mike hang on!” Foxy shouts.

“Foxy!” Mike shouts, beating on the trunk.

“Chica push the damn button!” Foxy snaps. Chica fumbles around the steering wheel, searching.

“which one is it?” Chica asks.

“just start pushing buttons and pulling handles. one of them will work.” Spencer growls. he gets up off the guy he’d yanked out. the man is unconscious. Chica frantically does as he says, looking more and more nervous as the buttons don’t work. she pops the hood, turns on the windshield wipers, turns on and off the E break, dash lights flash, brights flicker on and off, a CD pops out of the radio.

“which one is it?” Chica shouts. “Foxy which one is it?!” Chica shouts. Foxy grunts, trying to yank up on the trunk.

“stop panickin’ we’ve got ‘im. jus’ push the damn trunk button and let ‘im out!” Foxy snaps.

“getting me out would be very nice! get me out!” Mike shouts, beating on the trunk from the inside.

“I’m trying! I’m trying! you’re making me panic!” Chica cries.

“Chica get him out of there!” Gabriel shouts. Mike shouts something Foxy can’t understand, but it sounds like he says he can’t breathe, beating harder on the trunk.

“Foxy!” Mike shouts.

“jus’ find the button, before I rip this fuckin’ thin’ open an pull ‘im out meself!!” Foxy growls. the trunk pops up in front of him and he throws it open. Mikes arms are around his neck before he can blink. Foxy holds him just as tightly. he lifts Mike the rest of the way out of the trunk and steps back from the car, leaning down to let Mikes feet rest on the ground. it leaves him standing in an awkward position but he doesn’t care. “shit. yer alright, lovely. yer alright.” Foxy soothes. he holds Mike even tighter, glancing over at Spencer, then the others. his artificial heart is pounding in his chest and Mike’s doesn’t really sound much better. “yer alright. we’ve got ya. yer fine. yer okay. s’okay.” Foxy soothes, kissing the side of his head. he’s not sure if he’s trying to reassure himself or Mike at this point. Mikes hands are shaking, fisted so tightly in Foxys shirt, he’s surprised it hasn’t ripped with the others mechanical strength. Mike hadn’t been afraid when he figured they’d just jump him, but kidnapping him? that was terrifying to think about.

“is he okay?” Spencer asks, walking over. Foxy growls lowly, pulling away from Spencer some, the purple haired man takes the hint and steps back.

“yeah, he’s fine.” Foxy mutters.

“do we just leave them here?” Chica asks.

“and give them an opportunity to grab him again while he sleeps?” Spencer asks. Mike tenses more, holding tighter to Foxy. Foxy growls lowly.

“no I don’ care how, get them the fuck out o’ here. kill’em, call the cops,, stuff’em in the trunk and drive it miles out o’ town. I don’ care. jus’ fuck off with’em.” Foxy growls. he lets go of Mike with one arm and easily scoops up Mikes legs “c’mon lovely, yer alright. c’mon.” Foxy murmurs, softly. he shoves past Spencer and carries Mike into the house.

“sorry.” Mike mumbles into Foxy’s neck.

“don’. ye were almost kidnapped. ye got a right t’ be scared.” Foxy assures, carrying Mike to the bedroom. he sits on the bed, setting Mike in his lap, squeezing him gently. “yer alright.” Foxy murmurs.

“m’fine.” Mike mumbles.

“I know, m’tryin’ t’ make sure ye know.” Foxy murmurs softly.

“I know I’m okay.” Mike mumbles. Foxy nuzzles his face into his hair, kissing his head.

“do ye?” Foxy asks. Mike nods slightly.

“y-yeah.” Mike mumbles. Foxy heaves a soft sigh, squeezing him tighter, as if to reassure them both, even just a little, that he was okay.

“lovely, yer shakin’.” Foxy says softly. nails immediately dig into the synthetic skin of his back, flairing up his pain sensors. artificial muscle twitches, but Foxy holds as still as he can, squeezing tighter. “yer okay.” Foxy assures.

“s-sorry.” Mike mumbles. Foxy holds tighter.

“don’. yer not gonna be sorry fer bein’ scared. yer okay. s’okay.” Foxy murmurs, kissing his head. “yer okay lovely. yer okay.” Foxy murmurs.

“they locked me in the trunk.” Mike mumbles. Foxy nods a little.

“I know. ye don’ loike small spaces loike that, love. I know but yer out an yer alright.” Foxy assures. Chica pokes her hear in, watching them silently. Foxy growls lowly, yellow eyes snapping over to her, resting his chin on the mans head. “do ye want somethin’?” he snaps. its a low warning, Chica watches him, heeding the warning.

“I just want to see him.” Chica says. her worried eyes land on Mike, before glancing at Foxy. “Spencer and Gabriel stuffed them in the car and took off to leave them somewhere. Spencer took Mikes car so they could get back.” Chica explains. Foxy nods. “Mike are you alright?” Chica asks.

“please just leave me alone.” Mike chokes, holding tighter to Foxy. he buries his face into Foxy’s chest, letting the man squeeze him tighter. “just go away please, Chica. please.” Mike manages. Chica looks more confused.

“Mike?” Chica asks,worriedly. Foxy’s glare softens and he shakes his head.

“jus’ go lass. I got ‘im. we’re sorry fer yellin’ at ye, but please, just let I'm be.” Foxy murmurs. Chica nods slightly, backing out of the room. she shuts the door behind her. its quiet for a few moments, before Mike lets out a shaky exhale.

“okay, I’m good. I’m alright.” Mike murmurs, arms loosening around Foxy. Foxy tightens his hold gently.

“m’not gonna let ye go jus’ yet, Mike.” Foxy says. he kisses Mikes head gently, pulling him back to his chest.

“I’m okay now Foxy. I just needed a minute to calm down.” Mike mumbles.

“fuckin’ good fer ye. m’glad yer okay, m’not okay. m’never gonna be okay with ye gettin’ kidnapped.” Foxy says, hugging him tighter. Mike squeaks slightly, being squished

“m’fine love.” Mike murmurs, squirming a little. he pushes away from Foxy, only because the mean lets him. Mike stands up, turns around and sits himself on Foxys lap, hugging his chest tightly. “I’m okay.” Mike assures. Foxy hugs tighter, digging his nose into Mikes neck.

“if we’d been a second slower.” Foxy says softly.

“you’re never slow.” Mike mumbles, dropping his head onto Foxys shoulder. Foxy rests his face in Mikes neck.

Foxy isn’t sure how long they sit there, but movement catches his attention. a dangerous growl in the back of his throat in warning as he lifts his head from Mikes neck, glaring in the direction of the doorway. he pauses a little.

“figured I’d check on you guys. you’ve been sitting like that for almost two hours.” Spencer murmurs.

“m’pretty sure he’s sleepin’, but I ain’ wanna move’im.” Foxy mumbles. Mike shifts a little at his words, but settles back down, silently. Spencer nods slightly, watching him.

“you want some help to get comfortable?” Spencer asks. Foxy glances around, before looking behind him. he doesn’t think it would take too much work to lay them both back, but it wouldn’t hurt for someone to make sure he doesn’t hurt Mike.

“jus’ don’ let me lay on ‘im.” Foxy mutters. Spencer nods once, walking over slowly. he doesn’t want to set Foxy off and its clear the red head is still on edge. if he moves too fast, Foxys still frantic mind might think of him as a threat. he helps Foxy carefully maneuver them both. he reaches to adjust Mikes leg back on the bed from where its hanging off, but Foxys hand is suddenly around his wrist in a grip that makes his internal struts groan under the strain.

“I’m just moving his leg.” Spencer assures. Foxy slowly lets go of his wrist, letting him adjust the other man. Mike moves the moment Spencer touches his leg, pulling it back up and tucking it against Foxys. hip with a grumble. Foxy grunts softly, its not exactly a comfortable feeling having Mikes knees dig into his hips, but he’s sure the other will relax and eventually stretch out, so he doesn’t bother trying to move him. besides, trying to move him would probably just end up with the man curled up more, or could even wake him, so Foxy leaves him be. “you want the blanket?” Spencer asks.

“no. I ain’ want t’ wake ‘im.” Foxy mutters. Spencer nods slightly.

“alright… I’m sleeping on the couch tonight, so if you guys need me.” he murmurs.

‘jus’ ye? er all three o’ ye?” Foxy asks. Spencer looks behind him, towards the doorway.

“I only planned for me, but they might be out there too. it doesn’t matter. we’re here if you need us.” Spencer murmurs softly. Foxy nods, hugging Mike tighter. he glances at Spencer, who watches them a moment, before turning their light off and shutting the door. he smiles at the two on the pull out bed.

“didn’t think you could sleep here without us, did you?” Chica asks, softly. the purple haired man chuckles and makes his way over to the couch, laying between them. Gabriels arm immediately wraps around his waist, curling up to his left side. Chica is immediately on his right side, arm around his chest.

“think they’ll be alright?” Gabriel asks.

“yeah.” Spencer assures.

“good, lets get some sleep. I have to make you a cake in the morning.” Chica mumbles, cuddling up to him. they settle in happily.

Foxy shifts, mumbling. Mike is moving.

“Mike?” Foxy mutters. the man squirms, jerking and mumbling. Foxy opens his eyes, looking down at Mike. “Mike?” Foxy asks, rubbing his back gently. “Mike, ye alright?” Foxy asks. Mike jerks up, gasping slightly.

“shit!” Mike yelps, scrambling off Foxy. his flailing sends him flying off the bed. Mike lands with a thump and groans. Foxy sits up quickly.

“Mike?” Foxy asks, worriedly. Mike looks up at him fearfully, before he lets out a slow breath closing his eyes.

“shit.” Mike mumbles, rubbing at his face a little.

“hey ye alright?” Foxy asks, climbing out of the bed to kneel beside him. their bedroom door suddenly bursts open with Gabriel standing in it, Mikes bat in his hand. Spencer and Chica are behind him. Spencer looks unarmed, but Chica has a pan in her hand.

“what happened?” Freddy asks. Mike heaves a sigh.

“nothing. I fell off the bed.” Mike mumbles. Gabriel grumbles lowering the bat.

“damn, you scared us.” Gabriel huffs.

“sorry.” Mike huffs, letting Foxy help him out of the floor.

“ye alright? ye hit the ground head first.” Foxy frowns.

“I’m fine.” Mike assures. he shakes his head a little, looking around. “that was… I didn’t like that.” Mike mutters.

“what happened?” Chica asks.

“I’m not sure… it was like a dream, but it wasn’t. it was like a warning. it was one of the ghost kids, I don’t think we’ve met this one. she said her name was Elizabeth and she warned me that I needed to stop it, but I don’t know what I’m stopping.” Mike mutters. Foxy frowns, pulling him to his chest. “it was…” Mike trails, shuttering. he doesn’t want to say what he saw, because he doesn't want to upset Foxy, but that little ghost girl had hadn’t been nice when she’d shoved his head into Foxys mouth. it hadn’t been a repeat of the accident, not like any of the nightmares he’d had as a kid. it was different. she had physically restrained him, held him still, shoved his head in Foxys mouth. it was terrifying. the details on Foxys teeth had been down to the very mark the scratches, missing teeth, even the chips missing from his endoskeleton teeth. he still remembered briefly seeing blood in the Pirates mouth before he woke up.

“you alright?” Chica asks.

“yeah, why?” Mike asks. he looks a little confused realizing Foxy has let him go and stepped back.

“yer… yer rubbin’ yer head again.” Foxy says softly. Mike’s arm drops and he frowns.

“yeah. she was… way too knowledgeable about the accident.” Mike frowns.

“how do you mean?” Gabriel asks.

“I’d rather not talk about that.” Mike says quickly. he shutters again. “ever. like, I never want to discuss this or that dream ever.” Mike adds, running his fingers through his hair quickly.

“alright. relax. won’t ask about it again.” Gabriel assures.

“sorry. just seems like, no matter what, it always comes back to dead kids, dead kids haunting things.” Mike mutters. he rubs his head again. “alright, I’m gonna go think.” Mike mutters, heading for the bathroom. the three in the doorway look concerned, but close the door to head back to bed. Foxy stares at the open bathroom door a moment before he heads for the bathroom. he pokes in and Mike is already sitting in the tub with the shower running.

“Mike?” Foxy asks. he walks over and crouches beside the tub. Mike glances at him. “wanna tell me what happened?” Foxy ask.

“not really.” he mutters, dropping his head back. he lets the water run over his face. he heaves a sigh. Foxy frowns a little.

“please? yer upset. I can’ help if ye won’ talk t’ me.” Foxy murmurs, sitting beside the tub. he glances over at Mike, a small smile on his face. “ain’ that what ye always tell me?” Foxy asks. Mike shakes his head a little.

“this is different.” Mike murmurs.

“is it?” Foxy asks. Mike looks over at him. there’s a look in his eye that Foxy can’t identify.

“yeah.” Mike manages. Foxy tilts his head, watching him.

“whatever it is we can handle t’gether.” Foxy murmurs. Mike looks away from him again. “would ye be more willin’ t’ talk t’ one o’ the others?” Foxy asks.

“not really.” Mike mumbles. Foxy nods and leans back against the wall beside the tub.

“if ye ain’ wan’ t’ talk, s’fine, but I know yer not expectin’ me t’ head back t’ bed without ye.” Foxy murmurs when Mike looks over at him. he huffs a little.

“stubborn old Pirate.” Mike mumbles.

“the stubbornest.” Foxy chuckles. he shakes his head, looking serious as he glances at Mike. “m’not leavin’ ye here alone to fight whatever demons ye got goin’ on right now.” Foxy murmurs softly. Mike goes quiet a moment, staring at the water.

“the girl. she warned me.” Mike murmurs. Foxy looks over confused.

“yeah?” he asks. Mike nods.

“said I was too tall and scary to talk to, so she brought me to her level. I was a kid again.” Mike explains. “she warned me I needed to ‘stop it’. I ask her what I was supposed to stop, who I was supposed to stop. she got angry. said I shouldn’t talk to her like that, that she was Elizabeth and she knew things. that I needed to stop it, or it was going to happen again.” Mike murmurs.

“what? what was gonna happen again?” Foxy asks. Mike shutters a little.

“I ask her that too and… the demonstration was not pleasant.” Mike murmurs, looking down at his arms. he flexes his fingers a little, even as a dream the rope had been so tight it hurt. he remembered when he’d struggled, it left marks on his skin, like the little girl didn’t know he wasn’t human anymore. Foxy looks confused, watching him worriedly. “she repeated the accident.” Mike says. Foxy looks more confused.

“but… but I wouldn’, can’, couldn’.” Foxy says, looking confused.

“yeah but…. she did it…. forcefully. you didn’t fall this time. it wasn’t an accident.” Mike explains. Foxy frowns slightly, looking at Mike. he sighs softly. “I didn’t want to tell you, because I didn’t want you to feel guilty.” Mike mumbles. “I’m sorry.” Mike adds.

“sorry? sorry fer what? ye ain’ done it.” Foxy assures. “an ye already know, nothin’ loike the accident can ever happen again. not with me an not with ye. m’not built loike I was an neither are ye.” Foxy murmurs. Mike nods. “I never meant t’... ye know? m’sorry. s’me fault.” Foxy murmurs.

“no it wasn’t it wasn’t your fault.” Mike murmurs. “and I’ve never been worried about it happening again.” Mike assures. he rubs his wrist a little, dream or not he still had phantom pains in his wrists from the ropes.

“yer arm okay?” Foxy asks. Mike looks over at him. “sorry, ye jus’ been rubbin’ it, loike it hurts.” Foxy frowns. Mike nods.

“its not real pain, its… its pain from the dream. like a phantom, a ghost. the pain never actually happened, but that was the most real its ever felt in a dream.” Mike mutters, looking down at his wrists again. hi synthetic skin is slightly red from how hard he’s been rubbing them. “my wrists were bound in the dream, pretty tightly. it was… kinda creepy that I could feel blood dripping down them.” Mike explains. he glances at Foxy. “but she still didn’t tell me what her warning was about.” Mike adds.

“maybe she figures ye knew?” Foxy asks. Mike shrugs a little.

“not sure, but all I know is, I don’t want to see her in my dreams again. once was enough.” Mike mumbles. Foxy nods. he leans back against the wall for a moment, before glancing at Mike.

“ye gonna stay in there all night?” Foxy asks. Mike meets his gaze.

“you in a rush for me to get out?” Mike asks. Foxy shakes his head.

“jus’ tryin’ t’ figure out if fallin’ int’ recharge here is worth it, or if yer gonna decide that yer getting out, right after I do.” Foxy murmurs, a small smile on his face.

“I can get out.” Mike says, sitting up.

“not unless yer ready t’ get out. I can lay here. won’ hurt me none.” Foxy assures. he leans his head back against the wall, a small smile still on his face, shutting his eyes. “jus’ don’ fall on me.” he chuckles.

“no come on. I’m good.” Mike says, shutting off the water. Foxy blinks up at him.

“yer okay stay in there all night if ye want.” Foxy assures, moving out of his way.

“I’d rather go curl back up with you.” Mike says, stepping out. he’s careful to step around Foxy, who immediately scoots out of the way, before getting out of the floor.

“I ain’ mean t’ rush ya.” Foxy frowns.

“you didn’t. I’m tired.” Mike mutters. he looks down at his wrist, running a finger over his skin carefully. two little lights flash at him. one is red and one is orange. he shows them mto Foxy. “and I know yours probably doesn’t look much better.” Mike frowns. even with a battery upgrade, Foxys indicator was always flashing red, showing he needed recharge. the red head simply refused to sit down and do nothing. he had energy and he was going to use it. Mike was usually right behind him laughing. Foxy snorts a little, coping his actions. his own wrist has three lights flashing at him, one red and two orange.

“looks loike fer once, I got more energy.” Foxy murmurs. Mike smiles at him, drying off and heading for the bed.

“come on, lets go back to bed. you know Chica is going to want us up bright and early, no matter how late we’re up tonight, to celebrate Spencer.” Mike murmurs.

“aye, that's true.” Foxy murmurs. he follows behind Mike, dropping next to him on the bed. “ye gonna be alright?” Foxy asks. Mike nods, cuddling to him. Foxy nods wrapping his arms around him.he waits until he hears Mikes systems settle before entering recharge himself.

“hey! wake up!” a voice chirps. Mike groans lowly, rolling over to bury himself into Foxys chest.

“go away.” Mike grumbles.

“no way, its 8AM! you guys should be charged and ready to go!” Chica laughs.

“that doesn’ mean, we are up and ready t’ go.” Foxy grumbles. he wraps his arms around Mike, pulling his head to his chest.

“oh, c’mon.” Chica laughs, throwing open the curtains. Foxy hisses, quickly bringing the blanket up to cover their faces. Chica rips the blanket off them quickly, making them both groan. Chica screams, covering her face. “oh my god, you’re naked!” Chica cries turning around. Mike chuckles softly, curling into Foxy, who laughs, rolling onto his back, looking over at Chica.

“ye come int’ our room and rip the blankets off, an yer surprised he’s naked? in his own bed? in his own house?” Foxy chuckles.

“I never got dressed before I went to bed again.” Mike assures, cuddling into Foxys check. “mind giving the blanket back?” Mike asks. Chica, while still covering her face, snatches the blanket off the floor and throws it at him.

“get dressed or I’m coming back in here.” Chica says.

“is that a threat or a warning?” Mike asks.

“cause if its a threat, m’jus’ gonna lay here naked too. maybe ye’ll leave.” Foxy smirks.

“thats so gross.” Chica mutters, heading out of the room. Mike chuckles, sitting up a little to look over at Foxy.

“well that was a wake up call and a half.” Mike laughs, leaning over him to kiss him. Foxy chuckles, hugging him to his chest. Mike drops his head onto Foxys chest.

“c’mon, we should get up. ye were naked an I doubt it’ll be her that comes back in next time.” Foxy murmurs.

“and that's more encouraging to get up.” Mike mutters, pushing him away. he gets up off the bed, grabbing his boxers. “the last I need is Gabriel or Bon- nope, Spencer, coming in and seeing me.” Mike murmurs.

“er worse, both.” Foxy says, getting up. Mike groans, pulling his boxers on. he grabs a shirt and throws it on. “no pants?” Foxy asks, sitting up and grabbing a shirt off the floor. Mike shrugs at him.

“nah, my house right? I’m covered.” Mike shrugs. Foxy shrugs.

“alright. c’mon. lets go out there before they come t’ get us.” Foxy mumbles. Foxy wraps his arms around Mike, pulling him to him. Mike chuckles, wrapping his arms around Foxy’s neck. “on the other hand. we could stay here. I can think of a much better use fer our time.” Foxy murmurs, hands slipping down from Mikes hips to his ass.

“well at least you’re clothed.” a voice calls. Mike groans, rolling his eyes and dropping his head against Foxy’s chest. Foxy rolls his eyes,dropping his head to the side to stare at Gabriel. he looks annoyed and sighs.

“do ye mind? ye people ain’ know how t’ knock?” Foxy grumbles. Gabriel shrugs.

“Chica wants a party for Spencer. come on.” Gabriel says. Mike drops his arms from Foxy, who follows suit, grumbling.

“fine.” Foxy mutters. he steps away from Mike. Mike heads for the door and pauses. he glances at Gabriel.

“oh, hey, remind your boyfriends girlfriend, she really needs to learn to knock, unless she wants to end up scarred like you and him. this is our bedroom, we’ll do as we please, just like that is my office and I’ll do the same there.” Mike says. he walks past him with a smirk on his face. Foxy snorts and follows after him.

“he’s right. walkin’ in the office is bad, ye ain’ wanna see how bad it would be in here.” Foxy smirks, walking around him. Gabriel shutters slightly.

“disgusting. you are such a hound dog.” Gabriel mutters. Foxy playfully barks at him, smirking.

“whose a hound dog?” Spencer asks.

“take a guess.” Gabriel mutters. Foxy snorts, wrapping his arms around Mike, who is standing at the table looking over the cake, from behind. Mike swats his hand.

“don’t even think about it.” Mike warns. Foxy laughs, stepping back from him. “cake looks great Chica.” Mike says, glancing at her. the cake is a light grey, his favorite color, with his name spelled out in purple and ‘welcome to the family’ in a darker gray. its simple, but perfect.

“thanks.” Chica grins.

“you guys start celebrating, I’m gonna call and check on the others.” Mike says.

“check on them later, its a party.” Spencer grins. Mike chuckles and nods a little. Spencer was right, he could put this down further on the list until after the party. it wouldn’t hurt anything.

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“ye sure ye can do this?” Foxy asks. Mike frowns a little, watching him.

“I think so. not being able to remember shouldn’t be an issue anymore.” Mike says hesitantly.

“ye ain’ have t’ do this.” Foxy assures.

“Mac wants me to.” Mike murmurs. “its the only thing she ask for. she didn’t want a party. she just wanted to play in the pool.” Mike says.

“yeah but, Mackenzie knows ye don’ do okay in the pool.” Foxy says.

“I’ve gotten in the pool with just you before.” Mike says.

“ye had a panic attack. Garcia spent an hour pumpin’ water out o’ yer system.” Foxy frowns.

“as long as my head stays above water, I’m okay.” Mike assures. Foxy nods slightly.

“I jus’ wanna make sure yer okay an ye want t’ do this.” Foxy says. Mike stands up and cups his face gently, pulling Foxy down to look at him. Foxy watches him.

“I’m okay. sure accidents happen and I’ve been sent into a couple of panic attacks over water, but they were accidents. other than the first incident, they’ve all been accidents. its fine. no one else has hurt me.” Mike says. he smiles at him, its a loving smile. he gently caresses Foxys cheeks with his thumbs, pulling him down closer to him.

“I’ll be fine. you’ll be there, right?” Mike asks. Foxy nods a little. “and you won’t let anything happen to me. I’ll be just fine, right?” Mike asks. Foxy nods again, watching him. he can’t pull his eyes from Mikes face, he loves the man so much he’s always mesmerized by him. Mike watches him a moment before, breaking out in a small smiles. he kisses Foxy and pulls back. “just try to calm down a little, you’re freaking me out too.” Mike murmurs.

“right sorry.” Foxy murmurs, pulling back.

“no come back here, I’m not done with you.” Mike murmurs, grabbing him back down, kissing him. Foxy gives him a half smile, kissing him. he wraps his arms around Mikes waist, pulling him flush to his chest. Mike chuckles softly, pulling back a little just to look at him. “see, we’re gonna be fine.” Mike assures. Foxy nods and lets go.

“okay. ye proved yer point. c’mon.” Foxy murmurs, taking his hand. Mike lets him, letting the taller lead him away.

“there you guys are. I was starting to think Foxy jumped you.” Mackenzie smirks. Mike rolls his eyes, while Foxy glares at her.

“I was makin’ sure he’d be okay, since ye want ‘im in the pool.” Foxy glares. Mackenzie looks confused a moment, before glancing at Mike.

“oh, shit. Mike, I-I…” Mackenzie tries.

“no. no. its okay. I’m trying to convince Foxy of that too. I’ve been fine the couple of times Foxy convinced me to get in the pool, just gotta keep my head above the water.” Mike assures.

“right, no dunking Mike.” Gabriel winks. Foxy growls lowly at him in warning. he grabs the slightly taller by the collar of his shirt, yanking him to his face.

“dunk’im. I dare ye. they’ll never find yer body. I was noice last time, I won’ be noice again.” Foxy warns. Gabriel pulls back some.

“I won’t push Mike under the water.” Gabriel assures.

“Foxys right, we’ll beat your face in.” Spencer warns. Mike chuckles, heading outside. the others follow him. Spencer takes off past Mike, running full speed at the pool, he jumps.

“cannon ball!” Spencer shouts. Gabriel isn’t far behind, running and diving into the pool. Mackenzie laughs jumping in with them. Mike chuckles and looks at Foxy.

“go a head, I know you want to.” Mike murmurs, seeing the hesitant look on his face. Foxy shoots him an unsure look, but Mike nods. “go, show off.” Mike assures. Foxy grins at him and takes off running, flipping into the pool, though he nearly lands on Spencer, who scrambles out of the way quickly. Foxy surfaces grinning. he laughs when Spencer shoves him under the water.

“you almost landed on me.” he laughs. Mike chuckles and climbs down the pool steps and into the pool.

“alright you got me in the pool, now whats teh plan?” Mike asks, looking at her. his arms are up hesitantly, like he’s afraid to put them in the water. Mackenzie looks at him confused.

“you want to put your arms down? you look like the water is going to eat you.” she frowns. Mike flushes slightly, putting his arms down slowly.

“knock it off.” Foxy warns.

“easy we aren’t hurting your boyfriend.” Gabriel snorts.

“hey! lets play chicken!” Mackenzie grins. Mike looks confused.

“chicken?” Mike asks.

“we stack up and fight.” Gabriel says. he dips under the water and comes back up, under Mackenzie, easily lifting her in the air. “like this.” Gabriel grins, holding her on his shoulder.

“yeah! usually I fight Foxy, but I can fight you.” Mackenzie grins. Mike has seen that before. he’s come outside and seen Foxy on Spencers shoulders and Chica on Gabriels, fighting and laughing.

“Mac, I dunno if that's a good idea. isn’t the point of that game to dunk your opponent?” Mike asks.

“I won’t dunk you.” Mackenzie assures gently.

“I’m not sure-” Mike starts. he yelps, immediately flailing, when Foxy pops up under him. “Foxy!” Mike yelps. he’s careful when he grabs onto Foxys hair, trying to stabilize himself.

“see s’easy.” Foxy says. he carefully grasps onto Mike’s knees. Mike carefully locks his ankles behind Foxys back, toes touching. Foxy's muscles flex in his back as he adjusts to Mikes added weight.

“I did not agree to this!” Mike yelps.

“stop flailin’ yer gonna knock yerself int’ the water.” Foxy frowns. Mike hangs tighter to Foxy. “relax, m’not gonna drown ya.” Foxy assures. Mike looks uneasy. Mackenzie laughs as she wobbles a little on Gabriels shoulders.

“this seems… unfair. I can’t be knocked in.” Mike says, hesitantly. he glances down at the water, then at the other three.

“you won’t hit the water Mike, relax. if it looks like you’re going to, we stop and says we won.” Gabriel assures.

“okay.” Mike says, hesitantly.

“don’t worry, should you fall, I’m right here, I’ll keep your head from hitting the water.” Spencer assures. Mike nods hesitantly. he holds as still as he can as Foxy walks towards Gabriel, who meets him in the middle.Mackenzie laughs and reaches for Mikes hands. Mike hesitantly reaches for her hands, she smiles at him.

“take it easy, I won’t kick your ass too hard.” Mackenzie smirks. Mike huffs at her.

“kick my ass? only in your dreams.” Mike smirks.

“you’re never in my dreams, too skinny.” Mackenzie laughs, shoving at Mike.

“thats okay I don’t like tits.” Mike laughs.

“there is nothing wrong with tits.” Gabriel huffs.

“everythin’ is wrong with’em.” Foxy snorts.

“the only difference between my balls and yours is mine are on my chest and bigger!” Mackenzie laughs.

“yeah yours also smack you in the face when you run!” Mike snorts, shoving at her. Gabriel steps back some to account for the weight shifting, glazing at Foxy. Foxy smirks at him, stepping forwards slightly. he doesn’t want to risk Mike falling off. he knows Mackenzie is taking it easy too, usually at this point she would yank him forwards, making Spencer slide and sending them both into the water, but now she has to get creative. she has to find a way to win without dunking Mike.

“thats not fair! I can’t even argue with that because its true.” Mackenzie huffs. “at least I don’t have to worry about sitting on mine!” Mackenzie smirks. Mike smirks at her.

“I can sleep on my side.” Mike smirks.

“so can I.” Mackenzie huffs.

“yeah with Spencers arm between your tiddies like a block so they don’t touch.” Mike smirks.

“I told you that in confidence!” Chica huffs.

“is that why you cuddle my arm?” Spencer huffs.

“not the time Spencer!” Mackenzie calls. Mike grunts a little, shoving Mackenzie. she yelps, barely managing to keep herself upright. Gabriel fights to keep them both above the water, but his feet slip out from under him. Mackenzie crashes into the water, Gabriel flails. Foxy immediately panics when his leg is kicked out from under him.

“Mike!” Foxy yelps crashing into the water. Mike squeezes his eyes shut, holding his breath. he can already feel the panic attacks coming on. his eyes fly open and he looks up. Spencer looks just as panicked as he does, but he’s got his arms around him firmly. he’s holding Mikes head above the water, even if the position is awkward.

“told you I had you.” Spencer murmurs. Mike laughs a little, looking terrified. Foxy pops back up, followed quickly by Gabriel and Mackenzie.

“Mike?” Mackenzie asks. Foxy rushes over to Spencer and Mike.

“Mike!” Foxy shouts. Spencer lets him go, carefully. Mikes legs hit the water first. he treads for a moment, before Foxy swoops him up, hugging him tightly. “yer alright?” Foxy asks.

“I’m okay.” Mike assures. “Spencer had me.” Mike murmurs. Foxy pulls him to his chest, kissing his cheek.

“m’jus’ glad yer alright.” Foxy mutters, kissing his head. he carefully lets go of Mike, letting him tread water.

“so…” Mackenzie says. everyone turns to look at her. “best two out of three?” she asks. Mike looks at Foxy.

“I’m down for it if you are.” Mike says. Foxy winks at him, sinking under the water. he pops up under Mike more carefully this time, than he did the first time, carefully holding onto his legs.

“try not t’ hang on too tight. if I go down, lettin’ ye go so ye don’ go with me’ll be easier this way.” Foxy says.

“yeah but if I don’t hang on tight enough I’ll fall in.” Mike grumbles.

“Gabriel?” Mackenzie asks. he shakes his head.

“no one rough was enough.” he assures, glancing at Mike. “don’t need another accident caused by me.” Gabriel assures.

“I’m okay.” Mike assures.

“until you’re not.” Gabriel says. “if Spencer hadn’t been fast enough-” Gabriel starts.

“its fine. now are you in or does Foxy have to stand here and hold me until you decide to man up?” Mike asks. he pets Foxys hair. “I mean I’m not complaining, but I probably get heavy after a while.” Mike snorts. Foxy rolls his eyes. Spencer watches a moment.

“fine I’m in, Gabriel that means you’re in charge of catching Mike when we take them down.” Spencer grins.

“hell yeah!” Mackenzie laughs. Bonnie dunks under the water, letting Mackenzie climb up onto his shoulders, then pops back up grinning.

“you two are going down.” Spencer smirks. Mike laughs a little.

“only if you kick Foxys feet out from under him.” Mike laughs.

“yer jus’ lucky I can’ move as fast in the water.” Foxy says. Mike grabs on to Mackenzies arms carefully. they both take a minute to let their partners catch their balance.

“just don’t let me fall.” Mike mutters.

“all ye have t’ do is win.” Foxy snorts, squeezing his thigh.

“right.” Mike snorts, shoving at Mackenzie. “its over Mac, took you down once I can do it again.” Mike says.

“come on Mackenzie.” Spencer murmurs.

“if we win we’re gonna have to go celebrate.” Mackenzie smirks.

“damn, talkin’ a three some while gettin’ yer asses kicked.” Foxy snorts.

“its better than you two. if you decided you didn’t want to be out here you’d be-” Spencer starts.

“yeah, we don’t have to win anything to fuck around with each other.” Mike smirks, shoving Mackenzie harder.

“its like a reward.” Spencer laughs. Foxy smirks at him and Spencers face goes red. “wait wait wait! don’t!” Spencer flushes.

“don’t say it Foxy.” Gabriel warns. Foxy laughs, evil smirk still on his face.

“ye ain’ know what I was gonna say.” Foxy snorts.

“don’t piss him off while you’re holding me.” Mike grunts, trying to catch his balance. Foxy grabs his leg tighter, holding him up. he leans forwards some, attempting to help Mike catch his balance back.

“m’jus’ jokin’. Spencer knows I don’ mean anythin’ by it.” Foxy assures.

“thats true, its just banter.” Spencer chuckles.

“‘sides, not me fault he’s not been a very good boy.” Foxy smirks.

“thats it!” Gabriel shouts. Spencer feels Mackenzie tense up and lean back, letting him drop her in the water.

“get Mike.” Mackenzie says, dropping back. Spencer drops her easily.

“Gabe no!” Spencer shouts. Mike tenses on Foxys shoulders.

“Gabriel! Gabriel wait!” Mike shouts.

“wait! stop let Mike get out o’ the way!” Foxy shouts. Gabriel doesn’t listen. Foxy lets go of Mike, hoping to keep him from getting dragged under when Gabriel tackles him. he’s not sure if it’ll work, but Gabriel tackles him before he can think about it.

“Foxy!” Mike yelps. Foxy doesn’t even bother pretending to hold back. he hits Gabriel as hard as he can in the head and takes off for the surface.

“Mike!” Foxy shouts, looking around quickly. “Mike!” Foxy shouts again. he finds Mike partially draped over the edge of the pool, Spencer and Mackenzie next to him. his hair is wet, as is his face, his hands are trembling. his chest is heaving. Foxy sees red immediately, whipping around to Gabriel as he surfaces. “I make a joke an ye get angry, ye take it out on me, that's fine! but ye wait fer Mike t’ get t’ safety! ye don’ hurt ‘im over a stupid joke I made jus’ because it hurts yer feelin’s!” Foxy shouts, tackling the other into the water. Mike glances behind him before dropping his head forwards and over the edge of the pool. he’s dripping water into the grass beside the pool. but he doesn’t care. Spencer is the only thing keep him above the water at the moment.

“Foxy stop it! get off him!” Mackenzie shouts.

“hold Mike up, I’m gonna stop these idiots from drowning.” Spencer says. Mackenzie nods and grabs hold of Mike, watching Spencer dive under the water. Foxy is repeatedly slamming Gabriels head against the bottom of the pool, but Spencer manages to grab him, yanking him off. he drags Gabriel to the surface. he’s panting and clinging to Spencer.

“shit.” Gabriel mutters.

“ye ain’ wanna fight in the pool fine!” Foxy shouts. he shoves Gabriel, knocking him out of Spencers arms and into the side of the pool. Foxy shoves him again, throwing him over the side of the pool quickly jumping over the side of the pool. Spencer watches them a moment, before turning back to Mike and Mackenzie. Mackenzie is trying to get Mike out of the pool, but he’s still shaking and can’t manage to get enough grip to push himself up. Spencer heads over to them quickly, grabbing Mike carefully.

“Mackenzie you get out and help him climb out.” Spencer says. she nods climbing out and onto the desk as fast as she can. it takes a little work, but they manage to get Mike out for the pool. he sprawls on his back on the desk, eye closed and panting, trying to regulate his systems. Spencer is quick to climb out of the pool and head over to Foxy and Gabriel. “Foxy! Foxy stop it!” Spencer shouts. Foxy has Gabriel pinned to the ground by his throat, wailing on his face.

“thats twice ye almost drowned ‘im an sent ‘im into a panic attack ‘cause o’ it!” Foxy shouts, punching Gabriels face hard. Gabriels head jerks back, slamming into the ground and bouncing off. he groans lowly.

“Foxy! get off him!” Spencer shouts, grabbing Foxy. Foxy whips around, snapping at Spencers hand, almost managing to bite his fingers. he growls lowly.

“back up.” Foxy warns.

“no, get off Gabriel.” Spencer says. Foxy growls. “don’t make me hurt you.” Spencer warns. Foxy snarls at him, teeth suddenly seeming sharper than before. its a warning.

“I told ye all what would happen if he did that again!” Foxy snaps, smacking Spencers hands away from him, he turns and punches Gabriel across the face again.

“he’s not even fighting back Foxy! leave him alone!” Mackenzie shouts, still knelt beside Mike. Foxy glances at her, growling lowly in warning. he turns to Spencer again.

“I will hit you. get the fuck off him.” Spencer warns.

“ye think m’scared o’ ye? me body works now! I ain’ broken down! were the same this time! yer not stronger, m’jus’ faster!” Foxy growls.

“I don’t want to hit you Foxy.” Spencer warns. Gabriel groans lowly, wincing. Foxy gets up off him, growling at Spencer. Spencer takes a half step back when Foxy steps towards him, he really doesn’t want to hurt the other. he just wants Foxy to leave his partner alone.

“there. I got off.” Foxy snaps. he heads over towards the deck. Mackenzie has gotten Mike sat up. Foxy growls lowly, snatching a towel and walking over. he kneels beside Mike, throwing the towel over his head. “hang on.” Foxy murmurs. he works quickly at drying Mikes hair and face, despite muffled, quiet protests. he pulls the towel off Mike’s head, letting it rest on his shoulders. “ye alright?” Foxy asks. Mike blinks at him, then to his hands.

“your knuckles.” Mike mumbles, sluggishly reaching for Foxys hand.

“yeah they’ll be fine. trip t’ Garcia s’all I need.” Foxy assures, smiling at him a little. he shifts a little, reaching his hands out for Mikes. “ready t’ get up? can ye stand?” Foxy asks, holding his hands out patiently towards Mike. Mike glances at his hands and nods shakily, reaching for his hands.

“yeah.” Mike mumbles. Foxy gives him a half smile, taking Mikes hands carefully.

“c’mon.” Foxy soothes. he pulls Mike up slowly, carefully. Mike stumbles into his chest slightly, his knees knocking a little. Foxy pulls on of his hands free from Mikes carefully, to wrap it around his chest, holding him up while Mike gathers his bearings. “ye alright?” Foxy asks.

“yeah, Spencer had me the moment I hit the water. I was only under a second, if that.” Mike mumbles. Foxy pulls his other hand from Mikes, wrapping it around him, gently pressing the side of his head to Foxys chest. Mike hugs the arm around his chest, tightly. Foxy lets him, leaning down to kiss the top of his head, then tilts his head to kiss Mikes cheek. Mike glances over to Gabriel and Spencer. the brown haired mans head lolls forward. he looks dazed, but he’s standing. Spencers talking to him. a quick glance when Gabriel manages to lift his head, shows no physical damage, just the synthetic imitation of bruises, or it could be actual oil pooling under the skin. he can see marks in the shape of Foxys fist all over the mans face.

“you didn’t have to beat him like that.” Mike mumbles.

“he’s lucky Spencer stepped in. I would’ve done worse.” Foxy growls lowly. he glances down at Mike. “yer alright then?” Foxy asks.

“yeah. wasn’t even a full panic attack.” Mike mumbles. “didn’t even have a chance to inhale, let alone shout, before Spencer pulled me out.” Mike adds, tilting his head to look up at Foxy. his arms loosen around Foxys arm, he’s not shaking any more, but he’s also not letting go. he’s afraid if he lets go, Foxy will go after Gabriel again. he glances over at Gabriel, Mackenzie is on his other side at this point. she and Spencer are helping him towards the house. “is he okay?” Mike calls.

“he’ll be alright, just gotta let him get his head back together.” Spencer says.

“I’ll, I’ll call Garcia.” Mike says.

“he’ll be alright Mike. he got beat up, Foxy didn’t beat his head in.” Mackenzie assures.

“I’m still calling her.” Mike replies, stepping away from Foxy. he grabs the mans hand and leads him into the house, still afraid that if he leaves him alone, Foxy will go after the man again. he pushes Foxy into his chair and heads for his phone.

”Mike?”

“hey Garcia.” Mike says.

”Mike? you alright? your voice doesn’t sound okay.”

“I’m… I’m fine. Gabriel knocked me into the pool.” Mike says.

”oh God, are you alright?”

“yeah, yeah. I’m not calling for me.” Mike says.

”let me guess, Gabriel shoved you in and Foxy attacked him.”

“yeah. Foxy beat him pretty good, he’s dizzy and can’t hold his head up.” Mike says.

”I’ll be there in a few minutes. how bad is Foxy?”

“his knuckles are pretty bad, but it doesn’t look like damage to his Endo,just his skin.” Mike says. “Gabriel has, something that looks like bruises.” Mike adds.

”Foxys system should be able to heal itself, but it won’t hurt to plug him in and make sure he didn’t break something. same thing for Gabriel. I’m on my way, just set them up in the living room, and don’t let Foxy hit him again.”

“I’ll do my best.” Mike mutters.

”remind me to take a look at your vocal synthesizer too. you’re sounding a little water logged.”

“my mouth was open when I got knocked in. Gabriels will be messed up too, Foxy dragged him under the water.” Mike says.

”got it, be right there. lay Gabriel out on the couch.”

“got it.” Mike says. he hangs up and head back out to the living room. “hey lay him on the couch and just leave him there. Gabriel just lay still.” Mike adds. Spencer nods and helps him lay out gently. “try not to move too much.” Mike tells Gabriel. he turns to Foxy. “you don’t go anywhere either. Garcia wants to look us all over.” Mike adds.

“you too? I pulled you up.” Spencer says, eyebrows furrowed.

“apparently my vocal processor sounds, soggy. water logged.” Mike shrugs. Mackenzie looks over.

“well, you are kinda making a sound.” Mackenzie says. “like a high pitch and kinda squeaky.” she adds.

“I don’t sound pitched and squeaky.” Mike huffs. he glances at Foxy out of the corner of his eyes. “do I?” Mike asks. if Mackenzie could hear it, that meant Foxy definitely could. it meant they all could. none of them had hearing as sensitive as Foxys and if one of them could hear it, it was probably almost deafening to Foxy. Foxy gives him a half smile, looking away.

“uh, no?” Foxy manages after a moment. Mike heaves a sigh at him.

“yeah, that wasn’t the time to try and lie Foxy.” Mike frowns.

“you are really bad at it too.” Spencer says. Foxy scoffs.

“I don’ make it a habit t’ lie t’ ‘im.” Foxy grumbles.

“well get better at it, next time I ask you something I don’t want a real answer to I don’t need you to be a walking polygraph test.” Mike mutters. Foxy huffs.

“I don’ lie t’ ye.” Foxy mutters. Mike sits with him and together the five of them wait.

Garcia doesn’t even knock, simply walking in when she gets there. she glances around them.

“okay. I’m gonna start with Gabriel.” Garcia says, walking over and kneeling next to the couch.

“m’fine.” Gabriel mumbles.

“yeah, I’ll be the one to determine that.” Garcia says, hooking him up to the computer. “Mike wanna tell me how this happened again?” Garcia asks. its quiet a moment and she turns her head. “Mike?” Garcia asks. Mike glares at her, arms crossed over his chest from where he sits perched on the arm of the chair Foxy is sitting in.

“he’s pouting.” Spencer says. Mike immediately looks annoyed, slapping Foxys arm.

“not poutin’.” Foxy snorts. Mackenzie glances at Mike, then to Spencer smirking.

pouting.” Mackenzie and Spencer agree. Mike glares at them.

“not poutin’.” Foxy says again.

“why isn’t Mike saying anything?” Garcia frowns, turning her attention away from the computer to look at Mike. he’s glaring at a nearby wall, definitely pouting. he huffs, arms still crossed.

“he can’t.” Spencer says.

“why not?” Garcia frowns. Spencer frowns.

“‘cause Spencer an I started arguin’ he shouted at us t’ knock it off. he was tryin’ t’ lecture us an his voice box crashed out. he can’ talk.” Foxy explains. Garcia looks confused. Mike huffs a sigh and glances back at Foxy. the red head nods and covers his ears. Mike turns back to Garcia and opens his mouth, a loud screeching and squeaking sound comes out. Garcia winces and Mike clothes his mouth, raising an eye brow at her.

“right.” Garcia says, looking at him worriedly. her computer beeps and she turns around. “alright. well it was a good thing I had you lay him here.” Garcia says.

“whats up?” Spencer asks.

“well, Foxy did a great job in not damaging his struts or anything. no permanent damage or anything, but he did snap on of the bolts holding his head up.” Garcia says. she turns to Mike. “you said he couldn’t hold his head up?” Garcia asks. Mike nods slightly.

“yeah flopped forward.” Foxy says.

“he was basically internally decapitated, a human would’ve died. wires held his head on, kept his battery connected.” Garcia says.

“because you basically snapped his neck!” Spencer growls, stepping towards Foxy.

“now ye listen here!” Foxy snaps. Mikes immediately on his feet, just as fast as Foxy is. he immediately jumps between the two. Spencer meets his glare, before settling one on Foxy. Mike turns around and glares at Foxy. Foxy stares down at Mike, eye’s narrowing slightly. Mike makes a gesture with his hand, the Foxy argues with a gesture of his own hands. Mike huffs at him and Foxy huffs back, rolling his eyes, but plops back into his seat. Mike nods and turns back to Spencer, who turns his attention back to Gabriel.

“that was… weird. weird right?” Garcia asks.

“Foxy couldn’t talk when they met. they have their own silent conversations. yes its weird, no there isn’t anything we can do. we don’t understand them, but they know exactly what the other is saying.” Mackenzie explains, crossing her arms over her chest. Mike shoots her a look and Foxy nods slightly in agreement.

“again with the no talking thing.” Garcia says. Mike turns to her, gesturing to his throat with a dirty look on his face.

“yeah, what else is he supposed t’ do? he can’ talk.” Foxy huffs. Garcia raises an eye brow.

“you guys are really, like really, good at that. you know what he’s saying?” Garcia asks, rolling Gabriel onto his side so she can get to the back of his neck. Mike rolls his eyes.

“not exactly. I can’ know his exact words an he can’ tell what I say, but we get the basic premisses.” Foxy mutters. “when ye can’ talk an ye can barely see, ye learn more than jus’ words. body language, physical arura. me nose worked, I learned t’ smell feelin’s. I mean even a blind man could see he’s annoyed, but with everythin’ I learned t’ do, s’loike words. he picked it up so we could have conversations while he was working on fixin’’ me throat, so he ain’ have t’ talk t’ ‘imself.” Foxy mutters. Garcia steps back from Gabriel, letting his back panel close. the man sits up slowly.

“well, that feels better.” Gabriel mutters.

“yeah some of the wires were freyed, they were what caused the disoriented feeling. I double checked your CPU and your memory chips. everything is intact, nothing is damaged.” Garcia says. she turns to Mike and motions him to sit on the floor. “this is going to be, unpleasant.” Garcia warns. Mike shrugs his shoulder once, sitting in front of her. “so you guys really learned to talk to each other without your voices?” Garcia asks, glances at Foxy. Foxy's eyes are on Mike. Mikes eyes are closed, his head is tilted back, his throat panels are open. he hates seeing that, but it makes him feel a little better knowing Mikes okay. Foxy nods.

“yeah. we did.” Foxy says. “we had t’. s’how he knew I wasn’ bein’ possessed. he couldn’t read me body language when that kid had hold o’ me. s’how he knew if he was safe t’ hide in the Cove if the others were chasin’ ‘im er if he needed t’ find a separate hidin’ spot.” Foxy explains. Mikes eyes blink open and he glances at Foxy, shooting him a half smile, before he shuts them back off. Garcia pauses a moment.

“you said… you couldn’t talk when Mike met you, but when we met, you could… well sort of. you could make words for the most part.” Garcia says. most of it was usually just garbled mess, but he could say a few words.

“when he hid out in the Cove, he worked on me.” Foxy mutters. Garcia pauses.

“you worked on the Animatronic trying to kill you?” Garcia asks, leaning around to look at Mikes face some. Mike raises an eye brow at her. Garcia frowns, turning back to his throat. “but wait.” Garcia says.

“what?” Foxy asks. Garcia looks over at him.

“how’d you get so…. broken?” Garcia asks. Foxy's face changes slightly, before he frowns, looking at Mike.

“depends on what’cha mean. ‘fore he realized we were alive, Mike had a pretty mean swing on ‘im.” Foxy says. “hit us with bats, doors, chairs, anythin’ he could get his hands on. he ain’ give up.” Foxy snorts.

“what did you mean?” Garcia asks. she glances at Foxy, he looks confused. “when you said, depends. what did you mean?” Garcia asks. Foxy gives a half chuckle, though the look on his face says the question is anything but funny.

“we don't talk about that.” Gabriel mutters, rubbing the back of his neck.

“oh we don’?” Foxy asks, glancing at him. his voice is deeper, his accent thicker than normal. Garcia looks confused. “nah, we don’ talk ‘bout it. sure ain’ fer me benefit, now is it?” Foxy asks.

“Foxy.” Mackenzie says. her ton is clipped, but there’s a hidden tone of sadness behind it. Garcia looks more confused, sitting back from Mike. his plates shift back into place and he clears his throat.

“does someone wanna tell me what's happening?” Garcia asks.

“the others used to beat on Foxy.” Mike manages. “thats why he was so much more broken than them. don’t know the full story, nor do I need to. that's why he doesn’t hesitate to kick the fuck out of anyone when they hurt me. he knows what they can do, what they will do.” Mike says, getting up. he glances at Gabriel. “and even if it was an accident, he assumes it wasn’t. that's why he almost took Gabriels head off.” Mike adds. Garcia stares at him a moment, before licking her lips and heading over to Foxy.

“right… uh, your hands?” Garcia asks.

“are fine.” Foxy mutters, clenching his hands. his busted knuckles must be seeing off most, if not all, the pain sensors in his hands, possibly in his wrists and maybe even up his arms. Garcia looks them over for a moment, before shaking her head.

“no, I want to look at them.” Garcia says. “if you broke something your pain sensors would be deactivated.” Garcia explains.

“me hands will be fine. yer program will have them fixed by mornin’.” Foxy assures.

“not if you broke something internally. one quick scan.” Garcia offers. Foxy watches her a moment, before glancing at Mike. Mike nods a little. Foxy looks almost bored when he nods at Garcia.

“fine. one. nothin’ broken an ye leave me hands only, got it?” Foxy asks.

“sounds like a deal.” Garcia grins. she hooks Foxy up to her system quickly, before the Pirate can change his mind. immediately something pops up and she turns to look at the screen. “damn.” Garcia frowns.

“whats up?” Mike asks.

“I haven’t even started on his right hand and the struts that make up three Phalanx, all middles, have damage.” Garcia frowns. “and there’s damage to his lunate.” Garcia frowns.

“his what?” Spencer asks.

“the equivalent of broken fingers and a wrist.” Mike mutters.

“not technically broken, just damaged. his right hand doesn’t look much better.” Garcia frowns. she looks up at Foxy. “you took care not to break or damage Gabriels face, other than cosmetic, but at the cost of your hands.” Garcia says, looks up at him. Foxy huffs at her.

“I ain’ hold back if that's what yer thinkin’.” Foxy mutters.

“I’ll say.” Gabriel mutters, rubbing the side of his head.

“this bruising like look to Gabriels face, will it… go away?” Spencer asks.

“yeah. its part of the way the skin mimics human skin. he’ll be fine. it’ll go away in a few days to a few weeks.” Garcia explains. she turns back to Foxy. “this would not be fixed over night.” Garcia says. “I’ll have to work on your hands. come on, lets move to the table. it’ll be a flatter surface.” Garcia says. Foxy gets up, grumbing, but follows her to the dining room. Mike follows.

“oh what? you can fix him but not bruises?” Gabriel huffs.

“his damage is worse, I put your head back on.” Garcia says. “don’t be a bitch. I don’t think you realize what exactly happened here.” Garcia frowns. Gabriel frowns.

“what are you saying happened?” Gabriel asks.

“hold back or not, angry or not, Foxy hurt himself so he wouldn’t hurt you more than he felt like he had to.” Garcia snaps.

“he didn’t have to hurt anyone at all.” Gabriel snaps. Mike shoves him back hard, away from Garcia.

“you started this. Foxy made a joke, a joke. that's all he did. Spencer was annoyed but he didn’t attack Foxy. he didn’t ignore Foxy shouting to just let me get out of the way. this wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t tackled me in the water. Foxy was willing to horse or fight, should that be what you wanted, as long as you let me get out of the damage path. Foxy would’ve horsed, played. he would have let you fight him, but you.” Mike growls. “you decided his joke crossed a line! you tackled us both into the water, even when he asked you for two minutes, just long enough to get me out of the way. you tackled us into the water and set me off into a panic attack! Foxy had to step in! you left him no choice! you sent me into a panic attack, again. you sent me into a panic attack and Foxy still didn’t hurt you as bad as he could’ve! he asked you for two minutes to get me out of the way, which you ignored and he still would rather hurt himself worse than you!” Mike snaps, shoving Gabriel back again.

“take it easy Mike.” Spencer says.

“absolutely not! he caused this! he broke Foxy before and he did it again! he’s damn lucky Garcia can fix his hands!” Mike growls, staring at Spencer. he turns back to Gabriel. “you can be angry but don’t you dare ever step at Garcia, or Foxy. you have bruises? boo-hoo! Foxy didn’t dent, bend, or break a single strut in your whole body! he hurt himself to keep from hurting you worse than he meant to, even in his anger. even when you couldn’t offer him the same courtesy when he asked you to let him get me out of the way.” Mike snaps. “so if you’re going to fight someone, it’s gonna be me and if you think I’m backing down because you’re bigger than me, you’re wrong. I’ve left you broken on the floor, beaten with a bat and rebooting, and that's just when I was a human.” Mike growls. he gets in Gabriels face. “and if you think I’ll hold back, like Foxy did, you’re wrong.” Mike warns. he heads for the table and stands over Foxy.

“can you straighten your fingers out?” Garcia asks. Foxy growls lowly, before it dies in his throat.

“no.” he hisses through gritted teeth. Garcia nods.

“okay, well, I’m sorry, but this isn’t going to feel too good. I have to straighten you out.” Garcia says softly.

“this is…. s’bitter, numb. this ain’ pain.” Foxy assures.

“well, lets hope you keep that in mind when I forcefully straighten your fingers, because it won’t be a walk through the park.” Garcia says softly.

Foxy hisses softly as Garcia pulls his fingers open. she was right, it certainly doesn’t feel good.

“sorry.” Garcia says softly. Mike leans over Foxy, wrapping his arms over his shoulders.

“how bad is it?” Mike asks. Garcia shakes her head.

“nothing broken, just some bent metal. won’t take long, maybe 30 minutes?” Garcia suggests.

“that doesn’t sound too bad.” Mike says. he glances at Foxy. “you gonna be alright?” Mike asks.

“well, if m’not, yer right there, jus don’ let me bash me head in.” Foxy murmurs. Mike smiles slightly, leaning down and kissing the side of his head.

“I won’t, not too hard at least. you’re hard headed.” Mike murmurs softly. he watches Garcia work, arms loosely around Foxys shoulders. he’s not sure what Garcia touches, but Foxy hisses, one hand jerking away from her, before his head drops forward. Mike easily catches his head, hand on his forehead, Foxy groans lowly, but he doesn’t budge. Garcia looks up at him apologetically, but Mike slowly lowers Foxys head to the table.

Foxy blinks his eyes opened, looking around confused.

“where am I?” Foxy mutters.

“bed.” Mike says. Foxy looks confused. “I dragged yo in here. Spencer tried to help and I almost took his head off.” Mike snorts. Foxy looks around, sitting up. he nearly slams his head into Garcia’s when she leans over him.

“shit! sorry.” Garcia laughs, pulling back quickly. “your hands are all good.” she assures. Foxy looks down at his hands. he flexes his fingers, then looks at Garcia.

“they feel good as new.” Foxy murmurs, almost looking confused. Garcia smiles at him.

“well, yeah. you’ve been… hurt before and I’m not leaving you in that condition again.” Garcia says, firmly. Foxy shoots her a half smile, before looking over at Mike. “well, I should be going. I’ll see you guys later.” Garcia murmurs. Mike nods at her, before sitting on the bed beside Foxy.

“you alright?” Mike asks.

“she fixed me up. loike it was nothing. loike it wasn’ an inconvenience.” Foxy murmurs. Mike chuckles softly.

“I know she did. come on. I kicked the others outside for a bit.” Mike murmurs, getting up off the bed. he pulls Foxy with him. “we can go finish your movie.” he murmurs.

“we would’ve finished it two days ago if ye ain’ get, distracted.” Foxy snorts. Mike shrugs and laughs, pulling him off. with enough time to cool down, everything and everyone would be alright.

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“alright kids! I know you’ve seen them around here for a few weeks, now, but Freddy’s is proud to present our four newest friends! welcome to the main show stage, Fred, Bon, and Chi!” Mike grins, stepping out of the way. the three step out on stage, waving. Chi looks hesitant, but smiles.

“let me tell you guys how excited we are to have these guys here!” Bonnie grins.

“Bonnie is right, I mean, another singer in the band? a bass player? oh, and Chica has more help with her cupcakes? how can things get any better?” Freddy grins. a hand immediately flies up. “yes?” Freddy asks, worriedly, looking at the little girl.

“what about Foxy?” she asks softly. Mike chuckles softly.

“don’t worry guys, Foxy isn’t lonely.” Mike assures.

“but he doesn’t have any friends on stage!” a little boy calls.

“he does now, please welcome, Faye!” Mike calls, motioning towards Pirate’s Cove. they had been unable to come up with a show name for her, until Foxy had found an old Pirate story. Reign had loved the show name and easily picked it up, allowing Garcia to upload an accent to her, that she could activate and deactivate at will.

“thats right lads and lasses!” Foxy calls. Faye waves her hand slightly, looking nervous.

“‘ello little laddies.” Faye waves.

“wow!!! Foxy has a first mate!” a little girl squeals. Mike smiles at them.

“thats right and I think they have a new show coming up just for you guys here in 10 minutes!” Mike grins.

“so ye little buckaroos better be in the Cove an ready fer the show in ten minutes! yer not gonna wanna be late t’ this one! Faye is one heck o’ a lass, and she’s got new stories fer ye lot t’ hear!” Foxy grins. “jus’ loike Fred, Bon and the others have new songs t’ hear! forgive me if’n m’ wrong, but, I do believe Chica and Chi have some new goodies fer the kiddos too.” Foxy grins.

“we do! make sure you try our new, Foxy ice cream!” Chi grins.

“Foxy ice cream?” Bonnie asks, looking confused.

“yes!” Chica squeals. “Freddy’s is a brown cookies and cream, Bonnie’s is purple bunny tracks, mine is a yellow lemonade!” Chica laughs.

“and now, we have Foxy’s chocolate chip cookie dough, is his favorite bright red.” Chi grins.

“what about you guys?” a girl asks.

“new flavours and colors are in the works.” Mike assures, chuckling. “alright, alright. so you guys don’t want to be late to the show!” Mike laughs, heading out of the main area. Foxy and Faye are almost run over by the kids, but quickly move out of the way.

“five minutes!” Foxy calls after them, chuckling. he watches Mike head off down the hall and follows after him, sliding into his office behind him. Mike looks over.

“you have a show.” Mike warns.

“m’already dressed.” Foxy snorts. Mike chuckles, walking over to him.

“do you need something?” Mike asks. Foxy wraps his arms around him.

“I think I finally decided on a name.” Foxy murmurs. Mike raises an eye brow.

“oh? almost two years to the date we met and you have a name?” Mike asks. Foxy nods.

“yeah… uh… I was lookin’ ‘round last night an, I found one o’ the kids middle names. I loiked it.” Foxy shrugs. Mike smiles at him.

“well, come on. give me something other than a stage name to call you.” Mike murmurs. Foxy frowns a moment, looking almost hesitant to set it in stone. “if you’re ready.” Mike adds.

“Jasper.” Foxy murmurs. Mike smiles at him.

“oh yeah? Jasper.” Mike says. “so thats the name you want?” Mike asks. Foxy shrugs a little.

“I think so… I loike the way it sounds.” Foxy says, shrugging one shoulder. his ears lay back a little. “ye loike it?” Foxy asks. Mike chuckles softly.

“yes. I do, because you love it.” Mike murmurs. “now, just, give me a little rope to work with on your name alright? I’ve been calling you Foxy for a while now. I might mess up more on you than I did the others and I don’t want that to upset you.” Mike explains. Foxy's ears perk up.

“why would me name be different?” Foxy asks. Mike shakes his head.

“not your name.” Mike says. “I mean, yes you are Jasper and Foxy, but Foxy has been my boyfriend for two years. don’t be too upset if I slip up alright?” Mike asks. Foxy nods.

“I won’. ye still call Spencer by Bonnie sometimes at home. an he answers. he knowss, we all do, ye ain’ mean nothin’ by it.” Foxy assures. “I mean, 12 hours o’ the day m’Foxy and Spencer is Bonnie, Gabriel is Freddy, and Mackenzie is Chica. we understand. we get it, hell we slip up sometimes. we know ain’ nothin’ by it.” Foxy murmurs. Mike nods, smiling slightly.

“good.” Mike murmurs.

“why ye have this conversation only with me? yer not gonna hurt me.” Foxy frowns. Mike laughs a little.

“I didn’t. I’ve had it with all of them. I was honest. I was technically a kid when I met you guys. I’ve been calling all of you by your stage names for over 20 years. I just wanted to make sure I didn’t hurt anyone.” Mike murmurs. Foxy chuckles and kisses his head.

“yer sweet. now c’mon, me show starts in one minute and I gotta get back stage.” Foxy says.

“go.” Mike says, waving him off. he looks at his desk and heaves a small sigh. “I have paperwork, bills, and new shirt designs to go over. I’ll be lucky to get out of here on time tonight.” Mike explains. Foxy frowns.

“well, if’n ye need help, we got a 30 minute space between each show.” Foxy says.

“I will not take your breaks from you for paperwork. you guys work hard in the show, taking a couple of breaks is your right and I won’t take those.’ Mike frowns. Foxy laughs.

“yer not gonna bother me, if m’not hangin’ with the kids, I’d be in here with ye anyway.” Foxy assures. he heads out of the office, closing the door behind him as he heads for the Cove.

“hey, you guys good?” Bonnie asks, walking over.

“yeah, we’re fine.” Foxy assures, brushing past him.

“where you going in such a hurry?” Bonnie asks.

“m’late. show started already and I wasn’ in it.” Foxy says. Bonnie chuckles watching Foxy go. he glances back, the kids are distracted and busy, they won’t notice him gone, especially not with Bon working on his guitar skills. he chuckles and heads for Mikes office. he pokes in.

“hey, you good?” he asks, shutting the door.

“oh, hey. yeah I’m good Bonnie, I’m just, looking at these new shirt designs.” Mike mumbles.

“oh yeah?” Bonnie asks, walking over.

“yeah I’m not putting them through yet, just in case the kids don’t enjoy them as much as you guys.” Mike frowns.

:”you sure you’re okay? you’re seeming a little tense. should I got tell Foxy that you need a good fu-” Bonnie starts.

“I’m fine.” Mike says firmly, his face a little red.

“you sure?” Bonnie asks.

“yes. you guys cannot assume everytime something is wrong that I just need a good fuck.” Mike frowns.

“it usually helps.” Bonnie shrugs.

“okay, yeah, I’m not gonna argue that. it does sometimes help, but its not a cure all answer.” Mike frowns.

“would it do you some good for me to send Foxy in here to talk to you?” Bonnie asks, worriedly. Mike shakes his head, turning his wrist over and running his fingers over it.

“not exactly.” Mike frowns. one orange and one red light are on his rist, the orange light is flashing back and forth between orange and red. Bonnie looks confused.

“you… you’re tired? already?” Bonnie asks.

“yeah, I didn’t sleep alright last night. I got lucky when Foxy managed to scare that guy away but like, that mixed mixed with the first time those guys tried to grab me… I just haven’t been sleeping. okay? please don’t tell Foxy.” Mike begs. Bonnie looks more concerned.

“Mike, are you serious? why didn’t you tell anyone?” Bonnie asks.

“its not important.” Mike says.

“yes it is. you’re not okay.” Bonnie murmurs.

“I’m fine.” Mike says, firmly.

“come on, you can charge up a little in our room. you’ll be alright.” Bonnie soothes, taking his wrist. Mike pulls his wrist free.

“yeah, see, I’m not going to. Garcia will be here shortly to remove the ‘dream’ update for my recharge cycle so I don’t have to worry about anymore issues.” Mike says. Bonnie looks more concerned.

“what? you don’t want to dream anymore?” Bonnie asks.

“no. I’m not getting sleep. if I could’ve turned that off as a human I would’ve done it too. I’m tired. I need sleep just like anyone else and it might suck, but its better than being woken up every night by things that bother me.” Mike says.

“you need to talk to Foxy about this.” Bonnie says.

“I have. he’s supportive of me having the update removed. he just doesn’t know I haven’t been sleeping.” Mike murmurs. Bonnie frowns a little.

“just, be safe.” Bonnie says softly. Mike nods a little.

“we’re throwing a party tonight. Foxy finally picked a name.” Mike says.

“really?” Bonnie grins. “what is it?” he asks.

“you’ll find out later. alright?” Mike asks. “now go. have fun.” Mike smiles a little. Bonnie nods and heads out.

Mike jerks awake when Jasper opens his door.

“hey lovely. ye been quiet in here fer a while. we closed up. ye fall asleep again?” Jasper asks. Mike nods a little, rubbing at his face.

“guess so, m’sorry.” Mike mumbles.

“don’ worry ‘bout it. c’mon. we’re ready t’ head out o’ here. ye comin’?” Jasper asks. Mike nods, getting up. he rubs at his face again, heading over towards Jasper. “Garcia come do what she needed t’?” Jasper asks.

“no, but m’okay. I napped a little.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods again, wrapping an arm around him. “you haven’t changed yet?” Mike asks.

“no, I came t’ check on ye first.” Jasper says. “yer aways more important.” he adds. Mike chuckles.

“awww thanks.” Mike sighs happily, cuddling closer to him. “you tell the others your name?” Mike asks.

“no I jus’ figured when Spencer came t’ talk t’ ye earlier, ye told ‘im.” Jasper murmurs.

“no, that's yours to tell. I didn’t tell anyone elses name when they came to me, I let them come out with it on their own time.” Mike murmurs, leaning against his chest. Jasper chuckles, kissing his head.

“lovely, ye alright?” Jasper asks. Mike groans, his eyes closed.

“no. m’sleepy.” Mike murmurs, softly. Jasper chuckles again.

“if yer sleepy, I can carry ye.” Jasper murmurs, kissing his head.

“I don’t need you to carry me. I’m okay.” Mike assures gently. “m’not a baby.” MIke huffs.

“no, yer jus’ the love o’ me life an yer tired.” Jasper murmurs. he grabs Mike easily, tossing him up on his back. Mike mumbles, not even bothering to resist, just wrapping his arms and legs around him, snuggling into his back.

“I don’t need to be carried.” Mike says again.

“I want t’.” Jasper murmurs, gripping his thighs and adjusting Mike on his back.

“you want to?” Mike snorts, sarcastically.

“if I could do me show with me hands all over ye, I would.” Jasper smirks. Mike snorts, nuzzling his face into Jasper neck, kissing the side of his neck.

“mmmm, I love you, even if you’re a horny fox.” Mike murmurs, teasingly. Jasper snorts.

“only for ye, baby.” Jasper teases. Mike laughs a little, kissing the side of his neck again. “stop that.” Jasper murmurs. Mike chuckles softly, dropping his head on Jasper’s shoulder.

“hey, Mike alright?” Mackenzie asks.

“he’s half asleep again.” Jasper murmurs.

“I told him I could walk and he ignored me.” Mike grumbles.

“yeah an yer not drivin’ us home, I am.” Jasper snorts. they pause whent he door flies open. Garcia rushes in.

“Mike I’m so sorry. I-I had an issue with the puppet thing and I’m just really sorry.” Garcia shouts.

“s’fine.” Mike murmurs.

“he’s half asleep, he’ll be alright.” Jasper assures gently. Garcia heaves a sigh.

“good, cause I’m really here because Spencer called and said Nate got hurt.” Garcia says. Mike jerks up.

“who got hurt, what happened?” Mike asks. Jasper shakes him gently.

“nothin’ lay back down, ye go back t’ sleep.” Jasper says, firmly. Mike sighs softly, dropping his head on Jaspers shoulder.

“you’re cute.” Mike murmurs. Jasper chuckles softly.

“yeah, I know, ye tell me all the time.” Jasper snorts. Mike tightens his arms around Jasper.

“I love you. m’sleepy. m’sorry.” Mike murmurs quietly.

“I know. ye ain’ need t’ be sorry, yer okay. yer not sleepin’ right.” Jasper murmurs.

“love you Jasper.” Mike murmurs. Jasper chuckles, giving a small smile.

“yea, love ye too, now stop talkin’. sleep.” Jasper murmurs.

“wait, what did he call you?” Chasity asks. Jasper turns to look at her.

“s’me name.” Jasper murmurs, softly. he shifts Mike gently. Mackenzie whips around.

“you picked a name?” Mackenzie asks.

“and you didn’t tell us?” Spencer asks. they look hurt, watching him.

“I only picked it a couple hours ago.” Jasper mutters. “an ye were gonna find out, but who did ye all tell first?” Foxy asks. Mackenzie bites her lip.

“Mike.” Mackenzie murmurs. she looks around. Chasity perks up a little.

“Mike.” Chasity murmurs. Jamie frowns.

“I told Mike too.” Jamie sighs.

“technically Chasity told Mike for me.” Reign says, shrugging. Nate purses his lips, before glancing at Mikes sleeping form.

“Mike was the first person I told.” Nate mutters.

“I told everyone at once, but I mostly told Mike.” Gabriel says, glancing at Spencer. Spencer nods and looks around.

“I mean, I waited until Mike was on the phone will all of us to say my name.” Spencer says.

“we all kinda told Mike first.” Mackenzie murmurs.

“yeah an I was gonna tell ye lot, but, it felt loike… a tradition I ain’ wanna break. felt loike, the man who gave us freedom got t’ know who we really are first.” Jasper shrugs a little. Mike mumbles, shifting. “sorry sorry sorry.” Foxy murmurs quickly. he’d almost forgotten he was holding the man they were talking about.

“why don’t you take him to the car? you can come back and change in a minute.” Spencer says.

“yeah, don’t want to wake him up.” Jamie agrees. Jasper nods a little, but pauses before he heads to the door.

“no. no I ain’ leavin’ ‘im out there.” Jasper frowns.

“what do you mean?” Mackenzie asks.

“he almost got kidnapped at the house jus’ a couple o’ weeks ago. I ain’ leavin’ ‘im outside.” Jasper frowns.

“well you haven’t changed.” Gabriel frowns.

“okay? and? I take it home, it’ll come back.” Jasper says.

“you’re not talking it home. you forgot your hook and your sword last time and Mike barely managed to get them to you before your show.” Mackenzie warns. Jasper is ready to argue with her when there’s a cry of pain behind them. Mike jerks awake, sitting up so suddenly Jasper drops him.

“ow.” Mike whimpers lowly. Jasper pales immediately.

“Mike!” Jasper yelps, turning quickly to kneel beside him. he glares over at Nate. Mike looks confused, rubbing his face, looking up at Jasper.

“what happened?” Mike asks softly.

“m’sorry. m’so sorry. I ain’ mean t’ drop ye.” Jasper murmurs softly, hugging him to his chest tightly.

“you dropped me?” Mike asks, sleepily. Jasper scoops him up carefully, heading for the Cove quickly. since Mike is awake he might as well go change.

“m’so sorry. I ain’t drop ye on purpose. m’so sorry Mikey.” Jasper murmurs.

“we staying here tonight?” Mike asks, looking a little confused.

“no, not unless ye want t’. m’jus’ headin’ t’ change.” Jasper murmurs.

“what happened?” Mike asks.

“Nate startled ye I guess, ye sat up an I weren’t expectin’ it. m’sorry I dropped ye. I really am. I’ve never dropped ye before.” Jasper says, holding him tighter. “m’sorry, m’so sorry lovely. I-I ain’ mean t’. I jus’ ain expect ye t’ wake up.” Jasper says quickly. Mike wraps his arms around his neck.

“shhhh. don’t be sorry, it was an accident.” Mike murmurs, softly.

“droppin’ ye feels worse than an accident.” Jasper mumbles. he gently sets Mike on his bed in the boat, laying him back.

“its alright.” Mike murmurs. he curls up, watching him thorough half lidded and sleepy eyes. “you didn’t mean to, I sat up. you thought I was asleep.” Mike murmurs. he cuddles into the bed further. Jasper carefully takes his stuff off, hanging his clothing up to keep it ready for tomorrow. he turns and pauses.

“Mikey?” Jasper asks.

“hmm?” Mike manages. Jasper chuckles softly at him.

“do ye wanna stay here t’night?” Jasper asks.

“no. wanna go home with you.” Mike mumbles.

“if ye stay, I was gonna stay too.” Jasper assures.

“I don’t care. you may have to carry me.” Mike mumbles. Jasper chuckles again.

“thats okay, I won’ drop ye this time.” he assures. he pull shi clothes on and walks over to the bed, scooping him up again. “c’mon, we’re goin’ home.” Jasper murmurs.

“m’kay.” Mike murmurs, sighing happily. he cuddles up to Jaspers chest.

“ye awake enough fer me t’ talk t’ ye?” Jasper asks. Mike nods a little.

“I think so.” Mike murmurs. Jasper chuckles.

“yeah?” Jasper asks.”what did I jus’ ask ye?” Jasper asks. Mikes eye brows furrow a little, blinking awake to look up at him.

“um… a question?” Mike asks. Jasper chuckles softly.

“thats okay, I’ll talk t’ ye in the mornin’, alright?” Jasper asks.

“okay.” Mike manages. Jasper kisses his head and carries him out of the Cove.

“you guys headed out?” Spencer asks. Jasper nods.

“yeah.” Jasper murmurs, shifting Mike. “ye wanna unlock the car?” he snorts. Spencer chuckles.

“sure, I can do that. come on.” Spencer says. Jasper lets Spencer dig the key from his pocket and follows him to the car. “so, did you ask him yet?” Spencer asks. Jasper shakes his head.

“no, he’s basically in recharge.” Jasper murmurs, shifting the other. “right Mike?” Jasper snorts. Mike shifts, blinks a little, before his eyes fall shut again.

“a question?” Mike mumbles. Spencer snorts a little.

“well, you can always ask him tomorrow.” Spencer murmurs.

“I know that. waited this long, an gonna hurt t’ wait a little longer.” Jasper assures gently.

“you sure you want to do this?” Spencer asks. Jasper huffs at him.

“I think s’time yeah.” Jasper assures. Spencer nods a little.

“alright, well if something goes wrong, you know who to call.” Spencer assures. Jasper snorts.

“wrong? what could go wrong?” Jasper asks. Spencer shrugs a little.

“he could say no.” Spencer frowns, unlocking the car. he opens the passenger door for Jasper, who huffs.

“yeah, right, ‘cause that seriously sounds loike Mike.” Jasper snorts, putting Mike into the seat. he buckles the man in, kissing the side of his head, before closing the door. “Mike isn’ loike that.” Jasper frowns, taking the keys.

“well, I’m just saying, we’re here for you if he says no.” Spencer assures. Jasper rolls his eyes.

“ye act loike m’askin’ ‘im t’ marry me er somethin’.” Jasper chuckles. “s’jus’ me voice. ain’ nothin’ serious. he’ll understand.” Jasper assures. Spencer nods at him and smiles.

“good luck, Jasper.” Spencer murmurs. Jasper pauses a moment, before smiling at him.

“thanks. feels good.” Jasper murmurs. Spencer nods.

“having a real name does that. be careful, get home safe. we’ll see you guys tomorrow.” Spencer murmurs.

“see ye tomorrow. don’ let Mackenzie and Chasity make me a cake. please. s’nothin’ big. s’jus’ a name.” Jasper says. Spencer raises an eye brow, before shaking his head.

“its a whole new identity, but I’ll make sure they respect your wishes.” Spencer assures.

“thanks.” Jasper murmurs. he climbs in the car and heads off.

Jasper is as careful and quiet as he can be, carrying Mike into the house. the other doesn’t even budge, snoring softly. Jasper easily strips him down to his boxers, tucking him into his side of the bed, before getting in beside him. he finally had his own name.

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“Jasper? hey you okay?” Mike asks, softly. Jasper groans lowly, shifting. he slowly sits up, rubbing his head. “hey love, its alright.” Mike soothes gently, reaching up to gently rub Jaspers back. Jasper grumbles.

“hey, take it easy.” Garcia murmurs. Jasper blinks his eyes open, looking around. he glances at Garcia, then Mike, eyebrows furrowed.

“you alright?” Mike asks. Jasper nods slightly.

“ready for a test run?” Garcia asks. Jasper opens his mouth a moment, before snapping it shut and shaking his head quickly. “yes you are, come on.” Garcia chuckles. Jasper glances at Mike, hesitantly.

“come on. hey, with your new vocal processor, maybe I’ll quit slipping up and accidentally calling you Foxy all the time.’ Mike smiles at him. Jasper gives a chuckle and pauses, wide eyed. he’d always had a deeper voice with his accent, but this was not the same. it wasn’t near as deep as it usually was. almost two octaves higher, sounding somewhere between Mackenzie and Spencers voices. he glances at Mike, cheeks going red.

“take it easy, we’re not going to judge you.” Mike assures, patting his knee.

“actually, I really do need you to say something. I want to make sure you like your voice. it took a lot of work to fix it up.” Garcia says. Jasper frowns a little, looking down.

“this is weird.” Jasper says slowly, his eye brows furrowed. he glances at Mike, who grins. without his accent, he’s not entirely sure how to move his tongue properly, but it doesn’t seem to bother Mike.

“I dunno, that sounds a little pitched.” Garcia frowns. she walks over to her computer. “thats not really all that surprising though. I had to put an entirely new one in, so I had to reset everything. I got the original settings back in for your accent.” Garcia says.

“its cute.” Mike chuckles. Jasper flushes deeper, huffing.

“alright now, just a quick recheck.” Garcia says. “repeat the first line you said okay?” Garcia asks.

“this is weird?” Jasper asks. he blinks his voice is pitched a little lower now. its sitting between Spencers and Gabriels.

“hows that sounds?” Garcia asks.

“different?” Jasper asks. Garcia chuckles.

“different is good. do you like it?” Garcia asks. Jasper flicks his tongue a couple of times, before looking up at her.

“I… I like it.” Jasper says. he pauses and grins at Mike, letting out a little laugh. Mike chuckles at him.

“I hear. you sound great.” Mike murmurs.

“I sound like… like a real person.” Jasper says. Mike chuckles.

“yeah you do.” Mike smiles.

“now you can swap back and forth okay? this is your main voice now, your accent is secondary, like your ears, okay?” Garcia asks. Jasper nods. “when you activate your ears and tail, your accent will activate, unless you deactivate it.” Garcia explains. Jasper nods again.

“you ready?” Mike asks. Jasper nods at him, getting up. he follows Mike outside, moving his tongue around in his mouth again. he smacks his lips and looks at Mike. “you alright?” Mike laughs, watching him.

“words feel weird. my mouth feels weird.” Jasper says. Mike chuckles.

“its like walking, you’ll get used to it.” Mike assures.

“they feel weird to you?” Jasper asks. Mike pauses, before nodding. he looks at Jasper.

“yeah. they used to.” Mike murmurs. “after the accident, everything felt weird. walking, talking. everything. hell sometimes talking was still weird. it doesn’t feel like that anymore.” Mike explains. Jasper looks away.

“I really messed you up didn’t I?” Jasper asks. “ruined your childhood, killed your freedom, effected your way of life… destroyed your expectancy of life. I took your words, your ability to walk, your… your everything. I took your life.” Jasper says. Mike shakes his head quickly.

“no! no! you didn’t.” Mike says, grabbing him. Jasper looks confused. “sure it sucked. it fucking sucked, but face it, I wasn’t going to stay 26 forever, now I will.” Mike adds. Jasper looks more confused. “look at me. I will live as long as you now. if the accident hadn’t happened, I wouldn’t have been haunting my body. Garcia wouldn't have really been able to transfer me over that easily. if it wasn’t for the accident, I’d be 28 right now. in a few years I’d be 30. in 40 years I’d be almost 70 and old. now I’m 26 and 40 years I’ll still be 26, you’ll still be you.” Mike murmurs.

“but I-” Jasper tries.

“Jasper, I’d take that bite again and again and again if it gets me right back here, with you.” Mike assures. Mike pulls the taller down to kiss him. “all of that shit left me fucked up yeah but, that's okay. this makes it worth it.” Mike murmurs.

“does it?” Jasper asks, hesitantly.

“yes. it does.” Mike murmurs. he smiles and kisses him again. “it makes everything worth it. take it easy. we wouldn’t be standing here right now if it hadn’t happened.” Mike explains. he kisses the taller again. Jasper pulls back a little.

“I love you, but if it meant you didn’t suffered, then I’d wish the bite never happened.” Jasper murmurs. Mike looks confused.

“but… but you’d still be trapped at Freddys with a ghost kid haunting you. we’d never have… I wouldn’t still be here. we wouldn’t be…” Mike trails. Foxy nods.

“you don’t know that for sure. we could’ve met.” Jasper murmurs softly. Mike shakes his head and turns away, but Jasper doesn’t miss the hurt in his eyes. “wait, Mike.” Jasper tries.

“I wouldn’t still be in this town if the bite hadn’t happened Jasper.” Mike hisses. “get the car.” Mike says.

“I-I didn’t mean that I didn’t care about you.” Jasper says.

“no, you just meant that you’d rather me not get bit and not end up here where we are right now. I love you, doesn’t that mean anything? huh? that I would take that bite all over again just to end up here with you and you wish it hadn’t happened.” Mike says. Jasper’s eye brows furrow.

“I like being here with you. I love you.” Jasper says. he looks more confused. “I-I don’t understand what I said wrong.” Jasper says.

“just get in the can.” Mike snaps, getting in the driver seat. Jasper ducks his head down, getting in the car nervously.

“I’m sorry.” Jasper says softly, looking out the window. Mike lets out a deep breath and looks at Jasper.

“look, I’m gonna try to explain okay?” Mike asks. Jasper nods a little. “wishing the accident never happened is like wishing we never happened. you’re the greatest thing thats ever happened to me… maybe you wouldn’t be if the accident hadn’t happened, but it and you are. now that I have you I couldn’t live with out you, don’t want to ever live without you. I need you and sure maybe my life would’ve been better… your life would’ve been better, without the bite. the journey has been shitty, but the end result… I thought it was worth it and I still do… the whole time you didn’t?” Mike asks, softly. Jasper frowns, shaking his head.

“I never thought about it like that… I did, I do. you’re worth everything I went through, but.. but I didn’t want to hurt you.” Jasper says softly. he reaches shakily for Mikes hand, grasping it tightly. “I didn’t want to hurt you and I hate the that it happened, but I love you. I wish there was a way we got here without me hurting you… does… is that worded better?” Jasper asks. Mike chuckles softly and nods at him.

“yeah. okay. I can go with that. I wish you didn’t have to hurt that bad either, not for us to end up here.” Mike murmurs. “but I wouldn’t change us getting here.” Mike murmurs.

“never. like you said. you’re the best thing that's ever happened to me too.” Jasper murmurs softly. “I’m sorry I said it wrong the first time. I didn’t mean that I didn’t love your that I wished this never happened, us. I just meant… you know.” Jasper murmurs. Mike shakes his head.

“no I just… got upset its fine. right? we’re okay, aren’t we?” Mike asks. Jasper nods.

“yeah.” Jasper murmurs. “communication is important, right? in a relationship? this happens, but we get stronger right? we move past it?” Jasper asks. Mike nods at him.

“yeah, at least, that's what I’ve always heard. it happens, we can’t always be on the same page right away and sometimes even when we are on the same page, things happen. miscommunication. we were on the same page we just didn’t understand each other.” Mike murmurs. “you alright? I didn’t… upset you or anything?” Mike asks, looking over.

“I was confused and I hurt you. I didn’t mean to.” Jasper frowns, looking over at him. Mike shakes his head.

“I jumped to conclusions.” Mike murmurs, giving him a half smile. “I know you love me. its just hard to remember sometimes, with all we’ve don, all you can do, that you weren’t always like this and you don’t always know how to say what you mean. I shouldn’t have gotten so upset so fast. I…” Mike trails. he chuckles softly and smiles at Jasper. “I uh, guess listening still isn’t all that easy even with new ears.” Mike chuckles Jasper smiles at him a little.

“as long as we’re okay.” Jasper murmurs, pulling him over to kiss him. Mike smiles as he pulls back.

“good. ready to go show the others your new voice?” Mike asks. Jasper nods at him.

“yeah… it’ll be easier to understand me.” Jasper murmurs. “and unless I’m Foxy, Gabriel won’t have a reason to pick on me when I talk anymore.” Jasper grins, looking at Mike. his grin slowly fades. “Mike?” Jasper asks. the man is squeezing the steering wheel so hard that if he were human his knuckles would be white.

“I thought you said he’d stopped?” Mike ask.

“don’t. please. we just fixed everything.” Jasper begs softly, sighing. Mike inhales sharply and sighs.

“I’m not angry at you.” Mike assures. “I’m angry because I told Gabriel to stop that back when he was Freddy. I told you to tell me if it didn’t stop.” Mike murmurs.

“its not a big deal.” Jasper assures.

“but it is. its a huge deal.” Mike says. “he bullies you and he thought he could do the same to me and you put an end to it, so I’m putting and end to this.” Mike says, firmly. Jasper flushes and sighs.

“I can’t stop you can I?” Jasper asks.

“no. just stay behind me and be ready to grab Spencer if he swings at me.” Mike says, parking the car.

they head inside the house, Mike storming in front of Jasper. the lankier man hangs back slightly, but he’s watching Mike carefully.

“hey how’d it go?” Spencer asks.

“you stupid son of a bitch!” Mike shouts, punching Gabriel hard across the face. the man hits the floor, looking a little dazed. Mike had not only surprised him, but hit him full power.

“Mike!” Spencer shouts, walking over quickly. Jasper steps between Spencer and Mike, glancing to the side, hesitantly. Spencer looks confused. “Jasper?” Spencer asks. Jasper slowly meets his eye.

“just let him. he’s pissed.” Jasper says. he winces at the sound of Mike hitting Gabriel again. Spencer looks confused, between Mike and Jasper.

“Jasper, I can’t let him just keep hitting him.” Spencer hisses.

“its better if he does It than you.” Jasper says, with a wince.

“what do you mean?” Spencer asks.

“I fucking toldd you to stop!” Mike growls. Spencer glances back at him again, before his face darkens.

“Gabriel! I thought we talked about this.” Spencer warns, grabbing Mike carefully and pulling him away.

“let go of me!” Mike screams, struggling with him.

“whats going?” Mackenzie asks.

“its nothing.” Jasper says quickly.

“Gabriels been picking on Jasper again and I’m going to ring his neck!” Mike snaps. Mackenzie frowns, heaving a sigh out her nose as she glares at Gabriel.

“we talked about this. repeatedly.” Mackenzie snaps. Gabriel looks up rubbing his jaw.

“I’m done talking! this is what it took for you to understand to leave me alone!” Mike growls. he kicks at Spencers knee, making the man yelp and drop him. Mike immediately lunges fro Gabriel, who can’t even manage to roll out of the way, yelping. he’s hit Gabriel three more times by the time Spencer manages to get up again.

“knock it off, you’re not going to hurt Jasper.” Mackenzie snaps. she walks over and grabs Mike by the ear, hard.

“ow! ow ow ow ow ow!” Mike snaps, growling as she drags him off Gabriel. he yanks his ear free, rubbing it with a glare. “hey!” Mike snaps.

“I didn’t hurt anything but your pride.” Mackenzie glares.

“that was enough for me.” Mike grumbles, heading over to Jasper.

“now how about we talk about this like adults?” Mackenzie asks.

“he doesn’t listen.” Mike huffs. he gets in Gabriels face. “I’ve told you twice to leave him alone or I’d kick your ass!” Mike snaps. Spencer gently pushes him away.

“easy Mike.” Spencer soothes.

“don’t push him.” Jasper warns. Mackenzie opens her mouth to snap, but pauses, looking over at Jasper. her eyes widen as she squeals before launching herself at Jasper.

“your accent is gone!” Mackenzie grins. Jasper frowns at her, side eye her carefully. “and your voice is definitely sexy.” Mackenzie adds.

“let go.” Jasper says. Mackenzie steps back, before frowning again.

“no accent. thats… wow that's a new low even for you Gabriel.” Mackenzie frowns. Spencer looks confused, helping Gabriel up.

“what?” Spencer asks.

“even after all these years, you’re still picking on his accent?” Mackenzie glares. Mike’s glare snaps back over to Gabriel.

“how long have you been doing this?” Mike snaps, growling. Gabriel looks between them.

“fine! yes I was picking on his stupid accent! it was dumb! who the hell even says ‘twas’ anymore!?” Gabriel snaps.

“he does.” Mike snaps. “and its not stupid. its cute and the kids fucking love it!” Mike hisses.

“he just things its stupid because he doesn’t like Pirates.” Jasper huffs.

“yeah okay? and? Pirates are dumb, hooks and treasure? really?” Gabriel huffs.

“Freddy is adjust a Pirate hater.” Jasper mumbles. Gabriel glares.

“my name is Gabriel! you did that on purpose! you called me the wrong name on purpose!” Gabriel hisses. he winces, rubbing his jaw.

“okay and? at least my voice isn’t flat!” Jasper asks.

“flat!? I’m perfectly pitched you stupid little-” Gabriel growls.

“knock it off.” Mackenzie snaps. Jasper glances at her.

“okay, we need to talk like adults.” Spencer warns.

“then he needs to act like one first.” Mike snaps. “if he wants to act like a 7 year old bully on the playground, I will drop to his level and I will win. so if you want to fight like kids on a play ground and bully the kid with the speech impediment, I’ll act like the 7 year old bully beater and will kick your ass.” Mike snaps. Gabriel heaves a sigh.

“fine. we will act like adults.” Gabriel mutters.

“fine.” Mike agrees. Gabriel rubs his jaw again. “now apologize and promise not to do it again, I don’t care what you think about Pirates, bears aren’t all that great either.” Mike warns. Gabriels face scrunches into a sour look and he heaves a sigh out his nose.

“fine. I’m sorry.” Gabriel says. “I’m sorry I picked on your accent.” he adds, grumbling.

“say it like you mean it or I’m going to punch you again.” Mike warns, fingers flexing as he pulls his fist back.

“adults.” Spencer warns. “adults.” he repeated.

“I told you if he wants to be 7, I will beat him.” Mike warns. “say it like you mean it.” Mike hisses.

“fine.” Gabriel huffs. he rolls his eyes before meeting Jaspers gaze. “I’m sorry I picked on your accent and called Pirates stupid.” Gabriel says. Jasper nods.

“I’m sorry I said your voice was flat.” Jasper mumbles.

“what happened to saying it like you mean it?” Gabriel glares. Mike glances at Jasper in warning.

“I, I said it!” Jasper huffs. Mike narrows his eyes at him in warning. Jasper glares, groaning. “fine, I’m sorry I said your voice was flat.” Jasper repeats. Mike nods.

“Mike, now its your turn.” Spencer says. Mike glances at him.

“if you think, I’m going to apologize for beating his ass, you’re wrong. I’m not sorry I hit him and I will do it again if he doesn’t knock it off. its a warning. I won’t apologize for warning him.” Mike explains. Spencer sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Mike, please. you’re still acting like a 7 year old.” Spencer murmurs.

“no actually, I’m thinking rationally. apologizing for punishment when you’ve done something wrong can learn him to believe the behavior is acceptable and I won’t tolerate that. its not acceptable. its disgusting, actually. bully the shy one knowing he won’t say anything.” Mike explains. he shakes his head. “I’ll apologize for hitting you more than once, but not for hitting you at all.” Mike adds, glancing at Garcia.

“we will take what we can get on that, because arguing is not something we want to do here.” Spencer murmurs. he turns to look over Gabriels face, cupping it gently. “especially with someone who argues until they win.” Spencer sighs. Mike shrugs.

“hey the rationality part of my brain is gone, I’m being as rational with you as I’m physically able to be.” Mike shrugs. “arguing with me just aggravates the fact I don’t have that part of my brain.” Mike adds. he glances at Jasper. “alright so, now we’ve got everything settled, yeah? no more bullying.” Mike says, glaring over at Gabriel. he turns back to Jasper. “and no more hiding that shit from me.” Mike warns.

“yeah.” Jasper agrees. “okay. I just didn’t want you angry.” Jasper mutters.

“I’m not angry. I’m… I’m tired. tired of this going on. so we’re stop we’re not going to do this anymore. its done; we talk about it like adults. when we’re frustrated we don’t resort to preschool ways like mean words.” Mike says.

“fine. no more mean words.” Gabriel huffs.

“you would make a terrible preschool teacher.” Mackenzie says. Mike turns, confused. “I mean he insulted Jasper like a child, and assuming you’re comparing them to the 7 years old, you just punch a child. repeatedly.” Mackenzie says. Mike shakes his head.

“right.” Mike nods, snorting.

“okay, now that that's over, Jasper! you sound great!” Spencer grins at him. Jasper shrugs, face a little pink.

“thanks.” Jasper mutters. Gabriel frowns a little, before nodding.

“it does sound good.” Gabriel agrees.

“thank you. it feels weird.” Jasper mutters. he flicks his tongue again, making a face. Mike snorts softly. Spencer snorts.

“you’ll get used to it.” Spencer assures. Jasper nods a little.

“alright. we’ve got that settled… so…” Mike trails looking around. the others look at him confused. “party at Freddys?” Mike asks, a small smile on his face.

“hell yeah!” Spencer grins.

“I’d kill for Jazz to give us a few notes with his new voice.” Mackenzie grins.

“I am not singing Mac.” Jasper snorts, shaking his head.

“oh come on, you could sound awesome!” she grins.

“I could sound like a damn train wreck, I’m good.” Jasper huffs, following her outside. Mike isn’t far behind them. Spencer grabs Gabriels arm, turning him to look at his face.

“behave. please.” Spencer warns. Gabriel nods.

“yeah.” Gabriel assures gently. he follows Spencer out.

“good, I’ll beat you up if you keep picking on my little brother.” Spencer warns, smiling.

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“okay! Garcia says that alcohol will still effect us.” Mike grins, stepping into the house.

“you’re going to… feed us alcoholic beverages?” Gabriel asks. Mike nods.

“I’m going to drink too.” Mike shrugs. “I’ve got all kinds of things.” Mike assures. Spencer frowns, taking a bottle from Mike he looks it over.

“Vodka?” Spencer asks. “this is 80 proof.” Spencer says.

“don’ say that like ye know what it means.” Jasper huffs. Mike holds a bottle out to Jasper, who looks at him confused.

“come on. my favorite Pirate has to try whiskey at least once in his life.” Mike chuckles.

“I thought Pirates liked Rum?” Mackenzie asks. Mike frowns a moment, looking at the bottle.

“well… oh well. sorry Jazz.” Mike shrugs, offering the bottle to Jasper, he shrugs a little. “just take it easy guys.” Mike shrugs. he heads to the kitchen, coming back with a cup in his hand and a can of coke. “I am going to have a home made Jack and coke.” Mike smiles. he sits on the couch to observe the others.

after only an hour, Mike can’t get off the couch because Jasper is doing a very impressive impression of a Boa Constrictor.

“Chica keep your shirt on, keep your shirt on! KEEP YOUR SHIRT ON!” Mike shouts. this was going to be a long night.

~

Mike looks around.

“okay. bar. drinking in public.” Mike says, getting out of his car. “so everyone just remember, keep yourself together, stay with a buddy, and for godsakes Mackenzie keep your clothes on, please.” Mike says, shooting her a begging look.

“sorry.” Mackenzie huffs.

“yeah tell us to keep our clothes on, you two almost got it on in your chair.” Spencer huffs.

“I smacked his hands off until we were in our room, you guys didn’t really see anything, but I definitely saw way too much of someone I consider a sister.” Mike frowns, shuttering a little. “and parts of her I never wish to see again. please tell me you’re wearing underwear today.” Mike begs. Mackenzie rolls her eyes.

“duh. I just go without at the house for easy access-” Mackenzie starts.

“point is, just be careful. try not to make a scene and don’t be dancing naked no where.” Jasper interrupts.

“exactly. everyone ready?” Mike asks.

“how do we know when to stop?” Nate asks, hesitantly.

“easy, when you’re slurring or dizzy, just let me know. okay? one of you gets too drunk and I have to figure out how to get you back without you possibly throwing up.” Mike says. he’d rented a van big enough to haul everyone for the night, so getting them home wouldn’t be an issue, as long as he could get them in the van. “oh and no one is going home with anyone, or bringing anyone home.” Mike says firmly.

“understood.” Jamie murmurs.

“go have fun.” Mike says. they head inside, Jasper taking Mikes hand and leading him inside. “behave. shove your hand down my pants in front of everyone again and I’m going to punch you.” Mike warns. Jasper laughs a little.

“my hands won’t go no where they ain’t supposed to.” Jasper assures, squeezing Mikes hand gently.

“good.” Mike smirks. he heads up to the bar and gets them both a drink. Mackenzie had been right, Rum and coke had become Jaspers drink of choice, though Mike isn’t sure if thats because he actually likes coke or because he drinks Jack and coke himself.

“but if I get a little handsy, there’s room in the back of the van.” Jasper smirks. Mike laughs a little.

“didn’t you learn anything?” Mike chuckles.

“yeah, I guess.” Jasper snorts. “Jack will make your clothes fall off just as fast as Vodka does Macs.” Jasper snorts.

“you gonna go mingle a little?” Mike asks.

“I… I guess I can.” Jasper murmurs.

“you’ll be alright. go have fun. drink and dance, be stupid like the others.” Mike murmurs.

“what about you?” Jasper asks.

“I am gonna be just fine. I’m gonna take my drink over there and see if those ladies will let me play pool with them. they seem to know what they’re doing and I’ve never played.” Mike says.

“pool? that's not a pool.” Jasper says, looking confused.

“no, not in a pool. a game of pool. I don’t know why its called that but its that table over there.” Mike says. Jasper looks over at the table.

“well, alright. I’ll go over here.” Jasper murmurs, wondering.

“hey.” Mike murmurs, grabbing his hand. Jasper pauses and turns back to him. Mike smiles, pulls him down for a kiss, and lets him go. “if you need to find me, I’ll be around, okay? just come find me.” Mike says softly. Jasper nods a little and heads for Spencer. at least its someone he could talk to. Mike smiles and turns, to the table, walking over hesitantly. he waves. “uh, hi. you ladies mind if I play?” Mike asks. the girls look at each other.

“excuse me.” one frowns, looking at him.

“I mean, I don’t know how to play pool and neither does my boyfriend, Jasper. you look like you know what you’re doing. I was just hoping I could, learn?” Mike asks, looking at them.

“your boyfriend?” the other asks. MIke nods, grinning a little. he turns and easily points Jasper out in the crowd.

“the red head over there.” Mike says.

“the gangly awkward looking one?” the first girl asks. Mike nods.

“but he’s not really gangly. he’s just… shy.” Mike frowns. he turns to them again. ”I’m Mike.” Mike says.

“Ellie, and that's my best friend, Maggie.” the first girl says.

“yeah, and whose the cute one your boyfriend is talking to?” Maggie asks. Mike turns back around.

“oh, that's his brother, Spencer, but I wouldn’t his boyfriend would probably be offended and his girlfriend would probably try to fight you.” Mike says, turning back to them.

“please tell me his girlfriend is not the gorgeous blond.” Ellie groans. Mike chuckles.

“that would be Mackenzie.” Mike chuckles. “but, Chasity, her sister, if just as nice.” Mike assures. Ellie raises an eye brow at him.

“you here to play pool or hook your friends up?” Ellie asks. Mike shrugs.

“can’t it be both?” Mike asks. Maggie laughs.

“alright Mike, come show us what you know.” Maggie grins.

“I, uh, I know nothing.” Mike admits. “I’m probably the first gay guy that couldn’t figure out how to hold a stick if it would save my life.” Mike adds. both girls immediately burst into laughter. Mike grins a little.

“well, when we’re done here, maybe you’ll have some new tricks for your boyfriend.” Ellie teases. Mike snorts and walks over.

“oh what? you two know something about holding a stick?” Mike teases.

he’s been at the table for maybe 30 minutes when someone taps his shoulder. Mike turns.

“Spencer?” Mike asks.

“hey look, Nates… being weird. um, just push him away if he comes over here okay?” Spencer asks. Mike looks confused.

“Nate is being weird how?” Mike asks.

“umm… he tried to hit Jasper, he was being really weird.” Spencer frowns. Mike glares immediately.

“he what?” Mike snaps.

“no, no, its alright. I stepped in.” Spencer assures.

“is Jazz alright?” Mike asks.

“he’s alright, but you know how he is, he might come running over here to you to hide.” Spencer explains.

“awww, that's cute. he runs to you for protection?” Ellie asks. Mike glances over.

“we protect each other.” Mike assures. “someone comes after me and he’s there. someone comes after him, I protect him.” Mike explains. Ellie nods a little.

“thats really sweet.” Ellie says.

“but like, isn’t he like, physically big enough to protect himself?” Maggie asks.

“I’m sorry, who are you?” Spencer asks.

“easy Spencer, these are my new friends. Maggie and Ellie.” Mike soothes. he turns to them. “take it easy. Spencer.” Mike adds.

“Spencer, right, your the boyfriends brother…?” Maggie asks.

“yeah. Jazz is my little brother.” Spencer says.

“technically yes, Jasper does just fine at protecting himself, but he was abused so.” Mike explains.

“you don’t look like him.” Maggie says.

“he’s adopted.” Spencer says. she nods slightly, glancing at Ellie.

“go, make sure he’s alright Spence.” Mike says. Spencer nods and heads towards the others.

“so, you protect that giant of a man?” Maggie asks, almost in disbelief. Mike chuckles softly.

“I’m stronger than I look.” Mike assures. “but yeah, someone has too. sure Spencer does a good job, but Jasper is my boyfriend. I’m there when he needs me and- don’t touch me!” Mike yelps, whipping around. Nates behind him, he laughs a little. Mike pushes the girls back some, carefully. “Christ Nate! fuck off!” Mike growls.

“and this is…?” Maggie asks.

“Nate. Spencers boyfriends brother.” Mike explains. he glares at Nate. “what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Mike asks.

“I just came over to say hi.” Nate laughs.

“you’re drunk, I told you to take it easy.” Mike glares. he turns to the girls behind him. “sorry ladies. I’m gonna go over there so he won’t bother you.” Mike assures. he carefully side steps around Nate and heads off back to the bar, he needed another drink anyway.

he grabs his new drink from the bar and turns, immediately dropping the drink. he comes face to face with Nate, who simply leans in and kisses him. Mike immediately shoves him away, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. he stumbles backwards, landing on his ass, staring up at Nate.

“Mike? Mike!” Jasper shouts, running over. he drops his drink on a random table as he dashes to Mike. he kneels beside him. “lovely, are you alright? what happened?” Jasper asks, worriedly. Spencer immediately starts walking over quickly.

“what happened is, he put his tongue in my mouth!” Mike shouts, pointing at Nate.

“oh no.” Spencer frowns. Jasper turns immediately, fire in is eyes.

“you’re dead!” Jasper shouts, tackling Nate hard, punching him hard across the face.

“oh shit.” Mike mutters, letting Spencer help him up. “Jasper, Jasper stop it!” Mike shouts, grabbing at Jaspers arm. Jasper wrenches his arm away, Spencer grabs hold of Mike, its the only thing that keeps the man from falling over.

“you think you can just put your tongue in his mouth and I won’t rip it out!?” Jasper shouts.

“Jasper, please! stop it!” Mike shouts, grabbing him again. he pulls Jasper off Nate quickly, turning him around. “Jasper you can’t, you’re bleeding!” Mike hisses. the synthetic blood is not the same color as blood, but it is close.

“its just my nose.” Jasper mumbles softly, wiping at it. he’s surprised at the amount of blood on his hand and Spencer makes a mental not to ask Garcia to figure out how to make them bleed at more acceptable levels, Jasper appears he could bleed out from the injury. the consistency of the bleeding to the injuries, weren’t always the same.

“you’re gushing blood.” Spencer mutters. Mike pulls his shirt off quickly, pressing it to Jaspers face. they had no idea what the synthetic blood would do if it came into contact with human skin, Garcia hadn’t done any testing, so he wants to keep it from getting everywhere. “get him out of here.” Spencer says, turning back to look at Nate. the man is laying on the ground, his face bleeding. despite the amount, Spencer feels the blood coming from Nate is an acceptable amount.

“come on. come here. outside.” Mike says, ushering him towards the door. Jasper goes easily, letting Mike push him out. he holds the shirt to his nose, his other hand is cupped under his chin to catch any drips. its not a lot, but some is dripping. there’s a metallic taste in his mouth, like steel, so he knows it in his mouth.

“m’okay.” Jasper manages. he sounds odd with the shirt pressed to his nose, but it doesn’t bother Mike, who leads him around the back of the van, opening the doors and shoving him down to sit in the back.

“let me see.” Mike says quickly. Jasper pulls the shirt back. Mike frowns, smacking Jaspers hands out of the way to sit in his lap and pressing the shirt to his nose himself, with more force than Jasper had been using. Jasper winces, leaning back some, hands easily finding their normal positions on Mikes hips.

“ow. ow, not so hard.” Jasper grumbles.

“I’m trying to stop the bleeding.” Mike huffs.

“how bad is it?” Jasper asks. Mike frowns a little, the synthetic blood is covering his hands.

“it won’t stop bleeding, but I can’t see anything misshapen, do I don’t think he broken anything.” Mike frowns, moving the shirt again to look at his nose.

“I don’t even feel it, unless you touch it.” Jasper mutters.

“yeah you won’t until tomorrow morning, rum does that.” Mike assures. he frowns a little, pulling the shirt back again. “I think it stopped.” Mike murmurs, tilting Jaspers head gently to look his nose over. Jaspers eye brows furrow a little.

“FMLYLM?” Jasper asks, looking down. Mike glances down too. its printed in black ink, three letters on each side, right above Jaspers thumbs where his hands grip his hips.

“oh yeah. that's something Garcia did for me.” Mike says, tilting Jaspers head back up some, he just wants to make sure he’s alright. “she’s working on something, Spencer ask if she could find a way for our skin to hold in a tattoo. I was a lab rat.” Mike explains. Jasper pulls his face free to look down again.

“why did you get that?” Jasper asks, rubbing his thumb over the first three letters. the synthetic skin is slightly raised around the ink.

“it was just something small for us. she was testing some new equipment, ask if she could try it on me, I agreed, but only if she’d do this with it. you always seem to have your hands right there when you hold me or kiss me or really anything.” Mike murmurs. “your hands are always there.” Mike adds. Jasper tilts his head slightly.

“that must’ve been interesting for her.” Jasper murmurs.

“oh it definitely was. she had to know what it meant. I don’t think I even managed to look her in the eyes when I told her it meant fuck me like you love me.” Mike snorts. Jasper grins. he’d, of course, knows what the six letters meant, even without Mike saying it.

“is it an offer?” Jasper murmurs, glancing up at him. Mike flushes immediately.

“what? seriously? here? in the back of this van I rented? I don’t think so.” Mike says. he flushes more. “we’re out here in the open. you’re drunk… there’s blood on your face.” Mike adds.

“a little blood doesn’t turn you off. I know that and so do you.” Jasper smirks. Mike’s face goes dark red as he glares at Jasper.

“you bit me first, I bit back. I can’t help you got into it. you were the one who bit me first and I didn’t mean to bite your lip so hard.” Mike huffs. Jasper rubs his thumbs over the marks, before smirking up at Mike. Mike rolls his eyes a little.

“we both got into it, I think.” Jasper murmurs. Mike huffs.

“you are incuragable.” Mike grumbles, when Jasper squeezes his hips.

“you’re not saying no.” Jasper murmurs. Mike snorts.

“scoot in. if you’re gonna be horny, the doors need to be closed at least.” Mike huffs. Jasper laughs, scooting back enough to pull his legs in, Mike rolls his eyes and leans back, closing the doors. “Gabriel was right, you are such a hound dog.” Mike snorts, sitting back up. Jasper snorts, resting his head against Mike's chest.

“oh, please don’t say his name. that will instantly kill everything.” Jasper groans. Mike laughs.

“oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realize the horny red head had an off button.” Mike snorts, running his fingers through Jaspers hair. “you sure you’re alright? he hit you pretty fucking hard.” Mike frowns, gently using his free hand to touch Jaspers nose. Jasper huffs and pulls back a little, running his finger down his own nose.

“its sore, don’t touch it.” Jasper murmurs.

“its bruising.” Mike murmurs, gently thumbing over the injury. Jasper hisses, pulling back some.

“its supposed to bruise. remember Gabriels face when you beat hiss head in after you found out he was picking on me again?” Jasper frowns. Mike shoots him a smirk.

“yes I do. thank you very much.” Mike grins. he leans down some, looking over Jaspers nose again. “maybe we should call Garcia. let her look you over.” Mike murmurs.

"I guarantee, he needs more medical attention than I do.” Jasper assures. Mike rolls his eyes.

“okay, I love you but the tattoo is not an offer tonight. got it?” Mike asks. Jasper snorts.

“a no is fine. you know that.” Jasper assures, pulling him down to kiss him. he hisses slightly, pulling back. “oww.” Jasper mutters. Mike chuckles softly.

“did you hit your nose?” Mike teases. Jasper grumbles.

“its not funny, that hurt.” Jasper mumbles, pouting. he huffs. Mike chuckles softly, leaning forwards to gently kiss his nose. Jasper raises an eye brow at him.

“okay come on, if you’re not dying we need to go back in.” Mike says.Jasper groans, flopping backwards dramatically.

“what if I say I’m tired and don’t want to?” Jasper asks. Mike laughs, laying down over him. he smiles at the other.

“then I’d call you a whiney little Pirate who is up way past his bed time.” Mike snorts. Jasper huffs at him. “its only 9pm, love. you’re not tired yet.” Mike murmurs, running his fingers over Jaspers wrist. his suspicions are confirmed when two little green lights on his wrist.

“tired of being here and away from you.” Jasper grumbles. Mike blinks at him, sitting up. Jasper follows him, sitting up and watching him. Mike stares at him a moment, before gently cupping his cheeks.

“I didn’t mean to run you off earlier.” Mike murmurs, kissing his forehead, before resting his own against it. he’s gentle, careful not to rest his nose against the others. “I just figured you’d want to go and try to make friends.” Mike murmurs.

“adults aren’t like kids.” Jasper mumbles. Mike nods a little.

“and being around so many adults makes you nervous. I shouldn’t have tried to make you mingle. I’m sorry.” Mike murmurs. Jasper looks up at him and Mikes rubs his thumbs over the others cheeks gently. “will you go back inside with me? I won’t make you wonder or talk to others. you can stay with me the whole time and you don’t have to worry about it. promise.” Mike murmurs, before kissing him again.

“okay. I’ll go back with you.” Jasper murmurs. Mike smiles at him and gets up, letting them both out of the van. he pauses looking at his shirt. its crumpled up and bloody, he can’t put it back on, but he’s not sure he wants to go back in without it. Jasper pulls his off and holds it out to Mike, who looks up at him, confused.

“what?” Mike asks. Jasper smiles at him.

“come on. I’ve known you for two and a half years, we’ve been dating for most of it. I know you, lovely. I know you.” Jasper murmurs softly. he offers the shirt to him again. “so here, take the shirt.” Jasper adds. Mike takes the shirt and pulls it on, before groaning.

“where the hell did you get this? I look like a kid who went through his dads closet.” Mike frowns. Jasper shrugs, snorting.

“I stole it from Spencers closet. he stole it from Gabriel. I wanted something baggy to wear. Spencer said I could keep it. Gabriel wore it once and Spencer stole it because he thought it was ugly.” Jasper shrugs. he reaches up and pulls the hair tie from his hair, before turning Mike around. “‘sides, I got a way to fix it.” Jasper assures. he easily ties Mikes shirt up and steps away. Mike looks down and nods a little, before looking at Jasper.

“yeah but, what about your hair?” Mike asks.

“Mackenzie has an extra on her wrist.” Jasper assures. Mike nods, following him into the bar, taking his hand.

“don’t you let go of me for a second.” Mike murmurs. Jasper glances over.

“what about when I put my hair back up?” Jasper asks.

“that is the only exception.” Mike says.

“what if I pass out drunk on the floor?” Jasper asks.

“I will drag your stupid and unconscious ass back to the van by your arm.” Mike huffs. Jasper smiles at him.

“hey, you alright?” Spencer asks, walking over quickly,

“yeah just punched me.” Jasper snorts.

“we were worried what would happen if someone touched the blood.” Mike says. Spencer nods.

“yeah. we all were. we cleaned up the floor as quick as we could in here.” Spencer says.

“where’s Mac?” Jasper asks.

“oh, she and Gabe are… talking to Nate about his behavior.” Spencer says. “why?” Spencer asks.

“I need a hair tie. Mikes shirt was covered in blood so I gave him mine but the shirt was already baggy on me so it was a dress on him and I gave him my hair tie. I need another.” Jasper explains. Spencer shrugs and pulls one off his wrist, holding it out. Mike and Jasper give him a confused look.

“what? not only does my girlfriend need them, my brother uses them too. I always keep a spare. Mac likes to push them to the limit they snap.” Spencer shrugs. Jasper shrugs, taking it with his free hand. he glances at Mike.

“need my hand now.” Jasper says. Mike glares at him, but lets go. Jasper snorts and quickly ties his hair up. he takes Mikes hands again and looks around. “wheres Reign?” Jasper asks. Mike frowns, glancing around.

“yeah, where is she?” Mike frowns.

“oh those girls you were hanging out with, are teaching her to play the game you were all playing.” Spencer says, pointing. Mike glances over and smiles.

“good. they’re nice girls. I feel really bad Nate ruined it.” Mike frowns.

“I’m pretty much done here.” Spencer says. “I’m gonna go find a spot to sit and wait for Gabe and Mac to come back.” Spencer adds.

“think we can leave Nate here?” Mike asks.

“I think he’ll be lucky if we strap him to the hood and let him come home.” Jasper mutters. Mike laughs and shakes his head, letting Jasper pull him in, hugging his back to his chest. “I’m just saying, its an option.” Jasper says. Mike laughs again, patting the arms around his stomach gently.

“behave Jasper.” Mike warns. Jasper snorts.

“tell Nate to behave first so I don’t have to bust his jaw.” Jasper murmurs, leaning down to kiss the side of his neck. he looks up when Mackenzie and Gabriel walk over to them.

“you two okay?” Mike asks. Mackenzie snorts.

“we’re fine. Nate is still trying to pick himself up off the bathroom blood. Jasper you knocked the hell out of him.” Mackenzie laughs.

“he put his tongue in Mikes mouth.” Jasper shrugs.

“yeah see, we don’t have that jealousy.” Mackenzie laughs.

“jealousy?” Jasper scoffs. “nah, yours is willing. he grabbed Mike and kissed him. its not the same.” Jasper says firmly.

“he’s got a point.” Mike says. “plus, he’s gross.” Mike adds, leaning back against Jasper.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m ready to go.” Gabriel says.

“me too.” Mackenzie says. Mike nods a little.

“Spencer said he was ready to go as well, so is Jasper.” Mike says. Jasper nods. “alright. gather everyone up and, tie Nate to the roof if you have to, but get everyone we’re heading home.” Mike says.

“do we have to grab him?” Mackenzie asks.

“I got him.” Spencer mutters, heading off.

“go gather everyone up.” Mike snorts.

“what about you guys?” Gabriel asks. Jasper tightens his hold on Mike, fingers digging into his sides.

“we’re gonna wait here for you guys.” Mike says. Gabriel raises an eye brow, but nods. he and Mackenzie head off to gather the others. “be good. you can go out to the van. you’re a little overwhelmed.” Mike murmurs. Jasper holds him tighter.

“like I’m gonna leave you alone with him.” Foxy mutters, pulling him closer.

“love, I don’t think thats going to be a problem.” Mike murmurs. he motions to across the room. Jasper looks up. Spencer is carrying Nate over his shoulder, he’s limp and not moving.

“did they leave him like that?” Jasper asks.

“no. he was crying about getting beat up. it was annoying. I bashed his head into the wall to shut him up.” Spencer says, shrugging.

“a favor to all of us, truely.” Mike smirks. Spencer chuckles.

“alright come on, round up, everyone to the van.” Mike says, taking Jaspers hand. Jasper slowly lets him go, holding his hand tightly. he’s reaching the end of his ability to stay calm in an area like this and there’s no way in hell Mike is taking two steps from him. Mike doesn’t bother to fight him, gently squeezing his hand as he pulls the man outside. “come on Jazz.” Mike murmurs. Spencer follows him out to the van, dropping Nate into the back. it doesn’t take long for the others to join them.

“woah, what happened to Nate?” Chasity asks.

“looks like he went three rounds in the ring.” Jamie murmurs.

“sort of.” Gabriel says.

“more like he went three rounds with Jasper, Gabriel, and Mackenzie, then was put out of our misery in the fourth round by Spencer.” Mike says.

“what happened?” Reign asks.

“nothing.” Mike says.

“Nate shoved his tongue down Mikes throat so Foxy beat his ass.” Spencer shrugs. he frowns a little. “Jasper.” Spencer corrects. Jasper glances back at him with a half smirk. “sorry, that is such a Foxy thing to do and Foxy and Jasper may be the same body, but you are two different people.’ Spencer says.

“I agree actually.” Mike says. Jasper snorts.

“oh yeah? like bashing his head in wasn’t a complete and utter Bonnie movie that Spencer wouldn’t even think about doing.” Jasper mutters.

“I didn’t say that. that was absolutely something Bonnie would do and Spencer is very proud.” Spencer grins.

“Spencer is right though. Foxy has way more of a tolerance for crowds then Jasper does. I appreciate that, because I only have a tolerance for crowds at work too.” Mike says.

“Mackenzie only bakes for her friends, Chica bakes for children.” Mackenzie says.

“and Freddy sings for kids, Gabriel doesn’t sing.” Gabriel says.

“hmm. I guess I hadn’t thought of it like that before.” Chasity says. “I don’t bake… but Chi does.” Chasity says.

“hmm. Bon can’t ride a motorcycle, but Jamie can.” Jamie grins.

“see? its better you guys are separated. you have your stage names and personalities, then your year personalities. its nice.” Mike smiles. Nate groans lowly.

“am I being kidnapped?” Nate mumbles.

“no but being murdered is still an option.” Jasper says. Nate groans lowly, slowly sitting up.

“you guys didn’t have to do that.” Nate mumbles. “and you didn’t have to bash my head into the wall.” Nate huffs.

“you didn’t have to shove your tongue down my boyfriends throat in a poor attempt to kiss him, but you still did that.” Jasper hisses. Nate yelps, head slamming against the floor when Mike hits a bump.

“oops.” Mike huffs. “gues you should have your seat belt on.” Mike huffs. Jasper chuckles at him, reaching over to smack his thigh.

“that was mean.” Jasper chuckles.

“do it again.” Spencer smirks.

“please don’t. my head.” Nate whimpers lowly. Mike chuckles to himself and parks in the driveway. “alright everyone out. you are responsible for getting yourselves into the house, I’m going inside.” Mike says, getting out. Jasper immediately follows him inside.

Mike heads into their bedroom, pulling the borrowed shirt off and tossing it to the floor. Jasper watches him, eyes following his hair tie as he flies across the room and vanishes.

“well, there goes my hair tie.” Jasper says. Mike blinks and turns around, looking confused, before it dawns on him.

“uh, shit. I’ll get you some more.” Mike mutters. Jasper snorts.

“forget about it.” Jasper murmurs, pulling the one from his hair. Mike flops onto the bed. “not going to bed are you?” Jasper asks. Mike rolls over to look at him.

“I was thinking about it.” Mike mumbles. Jasper smiles at him, walking over to their closet. he opens the door, grabs something out and turns back to Mike. its a bottle of Jack Daniels.

“drinks and a movie?” Jasper asks. Mike watches him a moment, before grinning.

“I’m grabbing popcorn.” Mike grins.

“the last time you ate popcorn in bed, we woke up covered in butter.” Jasper huffs.

“I’ll move the bowl this time.” Mike assures. Jasper chuckles softly.

“go, make your popcorn. I’ll find us a movie to watch.” Jasper murmurs. Mike grins, heading out of the bedroom. Jasper chuckles after him.

Chapter Text

“whats the plan for today?” a voice murmurs, into Mikes ear. Mike groans, curling up.

“I’m not even awake yet Jazz.” Mike mumbles. Jasper chuckles, crawling over his back to lay on him gently, kissing his neck. Mike groans, burying his face in the pillow.

“its 8 AM.” Jasper says.

“the Pizzeria is closed for deep cleaning. let me sleep.” Mike grumbles. Jasper chuckles into his ear, making Mike shiver. accent change or not, his still got the same deep rumbling laughter from before, even in a simple chuckle. “don’t do that. I’m sleeping.” Mike murmurs. Jasper snorts, running his tongue up the side of Mikes neck. Mike groans, pulling away some. the arms around him keep him from squirming away too far.

“come on, get up.” Jasper murmurs.

“I’m too asleep to have sex, so get off me.” Mike grumbles. Jasper shakes his head, kissing Mikes cheek.

“thats not what I want. what I want is for you to roll over, give me a kiss, and wake up.” Jasper murmurs. Mike grumbles, squirming to roll over. Jasper sits up enough that Mike can roll over and glares at him. “thats step one.” Jasper grins, leaning down. Mike huffs at him, turning his head away, grumbling. Jasper chuckles. “don’t be so difficult.” Jasper murmurs, amused.

“don’t be bossy.” Mike grumbles.

“alright. alright. I get it. I’m bothering you.” Jasper chuckles softly, leaning forwards to kiss his cheek. Mike glances at him sleepily.

“one kiss and you let me go back to sleep.” Mike murmurs. Jasper smirks.

“I’ll agree to that.” Jasper murmurs. Mike chuckles and pulls him down into a kiss. Jasper sighs quietly out his nose, happily, shifting to pull back and leave the other alone. Mike grabs hold of him, holding him into it by the collar of his shirt for a moment longer, before letting go. Jasper grins at him.

“I know what we’re going to do today.” Mike murmurs. Jasper looks a little confused.

“you do?” Jasper asks. he glances away, then back Mike. “care to share?” Jasper asks, confused. Mike laughs, patting his cheek.

“up, come on.” Mike murmurs. Jasper looks more confused.

“one kiss and you know what you’re going to do?” Jasper asks. Mike laughs a little.

“would you like to kiss me again to set it into stone?” Mike teases. Jasper laughs and leans forwards, kissing him again. Mike smiles pulling back after a moment. he rests his forehead against Jasper, pretending to thing for a second, before nodding. “yup. I know what we’re going to do today.” Mike grins. Jasper raises an eye brow, moving when Mike pushes him. the smaller jumps up off the bed and heads out into the living room. everyone else is already up and 6 of the 7 are watching TV in the living room.

“Mike?” Jasper asks, following him.

“alright guys! everyone up and get dressed!” Mike grins. Mackenzie looks over from where she’s sprawled over Spencer and Gabriels laps.

“Mike?” Mackenzie asks.

“come on, come on, I have the van rented for two more days.” Mike says.

“where are we going?” Chasity asks.

“field trip!” Mike grins. “get dressed, put on your swim suits, grab your towel, come on!” Mike says, turning back towards the bedroom. he slams straight into Jasper. “sorry love.” Mike murmurs, walking around him. Jasper turns around and follows him, looking more confused.

“lovely, you’re excited about something, what are we doing?” Jasper asks. Mike nods.

“we’re doing something for you.” Mike grins.

“for me?” Jasper asks. Mike nods.

“we went to a rock concert for Spencer, a baking contest for Mackenzie, karaoke for Gabriel, ziplining for Nate, a play for Jamie, volunteered at a pet shelter for Chasity, handed out meals at the soup kitchen for Reign. we’ve never done anything for you, you’ve never had any ideas, but I have the greatest idea. okay?” Mike asks. Jasper looks a little more confused.

“can you tell me what we’re doing?” Jasper asks. Mike pauses and turns to look at him.

“its nothing bad. I think you’re going to love it. don’t be nervous.” Mike murmurs, pulling him down to kiss him. he pulls back a little, hands cupping Jaspers cheeks. “breathe a little Jazz. its nothing bad. I wouldn’t hurt you. trust me. I think you’re going to love this.” Mike soothes. Jasper watches him, bright yellow eyes looking conflicted with love and nerves. Jasper closes his eyes and sighs softly, before nodding.

“alright. alright. you haven’t lied to me yet.” Jasper murmurs softly. Mike smiles at him, kissing his nose.

“good, now grab your swim trunks.” Mike murmurs. he grabs a bag out of his closet. he’s quick to pack a bag with with two towels and an extra set of clothes, before he changes into his own swim trunks, waiting for Jasper to do the same.

Mike doesn’t let anyone have a moment to rest, making Jasper put on his sandals and get in the van. he ushers everyone into the van and sets off as quick as he can.

“alright everyone, we’ve got an hours drive a head of us, so hang tight and just relax.” Mike smiles.

“right, relax like we’re not in the back of a serial killer van with no seat belts and you driving.” Mackenzie snorts.

“words hurt Mac.” Mike huffs.

Mike only makes one stop before they head out, refusing to let the others come into the store with him, or see his bags, just continues on his way to the destination.

half the crew is asleep, leaned on one another. Jasper is snoring, leaned against the window. all jar slightly when they park.

“we’re here!” Mike shouts. everyone jerks up, looking around confused.

“where are we?” Jasper mumbles, rubbing his eyes.

“we are at the beach.” Mike grins.

“the beach?” Spencer asks.

“eww with all that sand?” Mackenzie huffs. Mike glances beside him. Jasper is staring out at the beach. he’s never seen his much water in his whole life and he’s never seen sand. not real sand, usually just sand in pictures or movies. Mike sees Gabriel elbow Spencer out of the corner of his eye, motioning towards Jasper. the man is awestruck. Spencer looks confused a moment, before it seems to dawn on him.

“huh.” Spencer murmurs. he glances at Mackenzie. she’s watching Jasper as well.

“oh.” Mackenzie murmurs softly.

“I don’t get it.” Nate mutters. Mike glances at him then back to Jasper.

“ready to touch real sand for the first time in your life?” Mike grins. Jasper opens the door, looking at the ground hesitantly. Mike chuckles at him. “go on.” Mike murmurs. Jasper blinks at him. Mike nods again, encouragingly. Jasper takes his sandals off, hesitantly stepping into the sand. he laughs immediately running off into the sand like a child. “be careful!” Mike shouts after him. he heads around to the back opening the doors. “go. all of you.” Mike snorts.

after they all run off, Mike grabs everything and sets them up on the beach. he doesn’t feel like playing in the sand or the water, so he lays out on a towel, a bucket in his hands. Mike chuckles as Jasper runs past him, chasing seagulls.

“Jazz, be nice to the birds!” Mike warns. Jasper turns, grinning at him. he stops chasing the seagull and heads over towards Mike. he crouches down beside Mike, grinning at him again.

“ye ain’ want t’ get up an play?” Jasper grins. Mike smiles at him. he must’ve slipped back into his accent with the joy of the beach. maybe it felt like home with the accent? Mike isn’t sure, but its cute.

“no, I’m good. I’m going to sit here and build a sand castle.” Mike assures.

“ye want help?” Jasper asks. Mike pauses a moment.

“well, I need some wet sand, but… I don’t want to risk getting too close to the water.” Mike says, almost sheepishly. Jasper nods at him, pulling his shirt off and tossing it beside Mike.

“how can I help?” Jasper asks. Mike holds up two of his three buckets.

“fill these with wet sand. not soggy. close to the edge of the water, but not in it.” Mike says. Jasper nods.

“jus’ two buckets?” Jasper asks. Mike nods.

“I’m gonna dig a hole with this one to put some water in,” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods an heads off towards the water. Mike watches him go. he looks happy, happier than Mikes ever seen, which he didn’t know was possible. Mike can’t help the love sick smile that crosses his face as he watches Jasper walk towards the edge of the water, before he shakes his head and gets to work.

“you okay?” Spencer asks. Mike looks up.

“huh? yeah, I’m great. what's up?” Mike asks. Spencer glances over to the edge of the water, watching Jasper carefully feel the sand, before moving to the next spot, until he perks up and scoops some into one of the buckets.

“the beach was a good idea for him.” Spencer says, sitting down beside Mike. he digs his hands into the hole Mikes digging to help. Mike nods, smiling a little.

“yeah, never thought about it before this morning, but he’s a Pirate that had never seen real water, had never seen real sand. I figured he’d enjoy it here, we’ll be lucky if I can drag him out at the end of the day.” Mike chuckles. he glances at Jasper again. he stalls in his digging to watch Jasper with a quiet, but happy sigh.

“you look happy.” Spencer murmurs.

“look at him.” Mike says. Spencer glances over. “what if he’d actually be happier out there on a boat somewhere, instead of it all just being programming?” Mike asks, looking over at Spencer. Spencer watches Jasper a moment, before frowning.

“he wouldn’t be happy out there without you, Mike. he wouldn’t be the same without you.” Spencer says softly. Mike glances over at him.

“maybe I can book us a cruise sometime. I’m sure he’d love to be on a boat for a few days.” Mike shrugs. Spencer chuckles, looking up when Jasper comes over. he holds out the two full buckets.

“where do ye want this?” Jasper asks. Spencer stares at him a moment. “what?” Jasper asks, looking confused.

“dump it in here. can you get me some more?” Mike asks, hesitantly glancing at the water.

“I will fill buckets o’ sand fer ye all day if thats what ye want.” Jasper shrugs, dumping the buckets into the hole. he turns and heads back towards the water.

“he’s…” Spencer trails. Mike immediately puts a finger to his lips.

“shh. I know. leave him alone.” Mike murmurs. “I don’t think he’s realized it, but he’s happy.” Mike adds. Spencer nods a little, glancing at Jasper.

“so, whats with the sand?” Spencer asks.

“sand castle.” Mike grins.

“right, well, I’m going back over here.” Spencer says, getting up.

“alright. have fun.” Mike smiles. he looks up when Jasper dumps more sand in.

“ye need more?” Jasper asks. Mike looks it over.

“I dunno, maybe. come on, I’ll help. three buckets is better than two.” Mike says, moving to get up.

“nah, I got it.” Jasper says quickly. Mike pauses, looking up confused.

“whats wrong?” Mike asks.

“I don’ wan’ ye too close t’ the water.” Jasper murmurs. he pauses and looks away, before looking at Mike. he clears his throat. “how… how long have I been doing that?” Jasper asks, softly. Mike shakes his head.

“not long. you were happy, I left you alone.” Mike murmurs. Jasper frowns a little, before glancing at Mike.

“it was stupid.” Jasper says.

“it was cute.” Mike chuckles. “you getting so excited over the beach.” Mike adds. Jasper watches him a moment, before he cracks a smile.

“if you say so.” he murmurs. “stay here. I’ll get you a couple more buckets of sand, then I’ll get you a couple buckets of water.” Jasper smiles.Mike nods at him a little, watching him go. Mike looks up when Jasper comes back.

“does it… does it bother you, I didn’t say anything?” Mike asks. Jasper looks at him, shaking his head.

“no. it doesn’t bother me, I’m not upset… I just… my accent is stupid.” Jasper mutters.

“far from it.” Mike snorts. Jasper look sat him confused. Mike shrugs. “its one of things about you that stands out. your accent, your hair, your eyes, your freckles. I like it. its cute.” Mike explains. he smiles up at Jasper from where he’s sitting in the sand. “all together sexy and the man I love, now go put water in those buckets and don’t let Gabriels words sink into your head.” Mike says., looking back down as the sand he’s working with. Jasper crouches down and leans in.

“look at me.” Jasper says. Mike glances up, smiling at him.

“yes?” Mike asks. Jasper leans forwards, giving him a kiss, before standing up.

“thank you.” Jasper smiles, before heading back towards the shore. Mike smiles after him, before turning back to his work. Jasper comes back, kneeling in the sand with the three buckets he has. he can’t risk pouring the water and it splashing all over Mike, it might get on his face and then the whole day would be ruined. he carefully dumps the water into the sand and looks at Mike. “now what?” Jasper asks. Mike chuckles.

“now, you can go play, enjoy the day, I’m gonna stay over here away from the water and build me a sand castle.” Mike murmurs. Jasper looks confused.

“but I want to stay over here and spend time with you.” Jasper says, softly. Mike pauses, hands freezing immediately. he slowly looks up at Jasper.

“Jazz…. lovely, you should go out there and enjoy the beach. the sand, the water. take it all in. play and have fun.” Mike murmurs.

“I’d like to stay here with you and play in the sand with you.” Jasper says again. Mike smiles at him, shaking his head.

‘Jasper hey, we can come back at any time and play in the sand. you will never get to experience the beach for the first time ever again.” Mike explains. Jasper shrugs.

“and? its not worth it if its not with you.” Jasper murmurs. Mike sighs, slightly, closing his eyes. he’s quiet a moment, before smiling at him a little.

“you sweet, romantic idiot. okay come on, there’s no way to do this right or wrong.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods, scooting closer to him.

“but you’ll show me how you want it done right?” Jasper asks.

“no. we’re going to build it how we want. if we’re doing this together its our project not mine.” Mike murmurs softly. “and you can’t build it wrong.” Mike soothes again. Jasper nods.

“will you show me what we’re doing?” Jasper asks, almost hesitantly.

“yes of course.” Mike smiles.

the two work on the castle for a bit, before Jasper gets up. Mike glances up at him.

“I’m gonna get in the water.” Jasper says.

“gonna be upset if I come with you?” Mike asks, hesitantly. Jasper looks at him.

“you want to play in the water?” Jasper asks.

“only with you and only because I know you won’t let me get hurt.” Mike says. Jasper looks almost hesitant. like he’s not sure if he wants to say yes or no. on one hand it would be more time with the one he loves, on the other hand it could go horribly wrong and ruin the entire day. Mike watches him. he wants Jaspers input, because he has the same fear Jasper does. it could either go really good and they get to play in the water together, or really bad and Mike ruins the whole day with a panic attack.

“I’m not going to stop you.” Jasper says, after a few moments. Mike watches him, before shaking his head. it was selfish of him to want to spend more time with the red head than he already does, potentially risking ruining the entire day, just to do it.

“nah, go have fun in the water. probably best if the only person who can get us home, doesn’t have a panic attack. I’m gonna get some more sand though.” Mike says.

“I don’t want you to have a panic attack, but I can drive if I need to” Jasper assures. Mike shakes his head.

“nope, not worried about it. I’ll be driving us home.” Mike assures.

“thats not what I meant. I meant, if you want to get in the water with me, I’m not going to stop you and if anything happens, I can drive us home, its not a big deal. I don’t want to say yes or no because if I say yes and something happens I’ll feel guilty you got hurt and if I say no, well then nothing happens, but I feel guilty I told you, you couldn’t come have fun with me. I don’t know how to answer this.” Jasper says. Mike chuckles, grabbing his buckets.

“don’t worry, you just did. I’m worried about the same thing you are.” Mike assures. he glances at the water almost nervously. “and that's a lot deeper than the pool. if I go under,” Mike pauses to shutter.

“don’t even think about that, I would have you.” Jasper assures. Mike shakes his head again, before grinning at Jasper.

“best not to push my luck. I’m gonna get some more wet sand. our left side keeps crumbling.” MIke says, turning to frown at their sand castle. Jasper watches him, fidgeting with his fingers.

“I’m sorry.” Jasper murmurs. Mike turns, looking confused.

“Jazz, its a sand castle, they don’t last forever.” Mike assures, smiling at him.

“you know that's not what I meant.” Jasper says, frowning. Mike chuckles at him, before walking past him with the buckets.

“I’ll be alright Jasper. I’ve lived with this problem my whole life. its not the first time I’ve come to the beach and didn’t get in the water, it won’t be the last time.” Mike assures. Jasper follows him.

“have you ever been in the water?” Jasper asks. Mike shakes his head.

“nope, as a matter of fact this right here is the closest I’ve ever been to the water.” Mike says, stopping close to the edge of where the waves reach. he watches the water a moment, before turning to Jasper. “and I really owe that to you, if I’m honest.” Mike murmurs.

“why me?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs.

“you’ve worked with me on it. showed me how to swim, got me comfortable with the water, you’ve helped keep me from going under. hell three years ago I would’ve been too afraid to get this close, but you’ve worked with a lot and gotten me okay with this.” Mike explains. he shrugs a little. “I know its been a pain in the ass, not gonna lie, but nothing is perfect.” Mike adds, glancing at Jasper.

“working with me wasn’t always easy either.” Jasper mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck. Mike shrugs.

“yeah, but its what we do for the ones we love.” Mike grins a little. he packs as much sand into the buckets as he can, before heading back over to their sand castle. he kneels down, dumping the buckets out, before pausing as a shadow comes over him. he turns, looking up with his head tilted to the side. “Jazz?” Mike asks. Jasper stares at him a moment, before a determined look fills his eyes and he reaches out a hand to Mike. “what?” Mike asks.

“we should both get to experience the water for the first time, together.” Jasper says. Mike glances at his hand, before shaking his head.

“no, go a head. those waves are freakish and terrifying. I’d probably lose it if one hit me.” Mike snorts. Jasper shakes his head.

“we don’t have to go in deep, just far enough to feel it. like you said, anything happens, I’ve got you.” Jasper murmurs. he reaches out a little closer to Mike. Mike looks at his hand, before looking up at Jasper again.

“you don’t have to do this.” Mike assures.

“but you want to. if you didn’t you wouldn’t have asked if I minded. I don’t mind, I just don’t want you hurt.” Jasper murmurs softly. he smiles at Mike again. “so lovely, you coming with me?” Jasper asks. Mike looks at his hand once more, then at his face. he smiles a little, taking Jaspers hand and letting him pull him to his feet.

“only if you don’t mind.” Mike murmurs.

“mind? I could never.” Jasper assures. they head towards the shore, smiling a little. “what made you want to bring us, bring me, to the beach?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs a little.

“when we redesigned Pirate’s Cove, you… the way you described the ocean was robotic, like you’d been programmed with the way it looked. it made me realize you’d never seen the ocean, not for real. I’ve been thinking of how to get you to see it for the first time. I was thinking too big. the ocean. I was trying to figure out how to get you to see the wrong thing, I figured the beach would be pretty close.” Mike explains. “give you a real view on how pretty it can be, though, now I’m thinking of something else.” Mike murmurs.

“oh yeah? thinking of what?” Jasper asks. Mike smiles at him a little, before looking out over the water.

“how would you feel if we rented a boat for a day or maybe, went on a cruise?” Mike asks. Jasper looks over at him.

“a cruise?” Jasper asks.

“a five day trip across the real ocean on, basically, a party ship.” Mike says.

“crowded?” Jasper asks, hesitantly. Mike chuckles a little, stopping at the edge of the water.

“Jasper might be a little nervous, but I have a big feeling, Foxy will be way too excited for that to bother him.” Mike murmurs. Jasper frowns beside him, looking at the water.

“maybe. gotta admit, you said that and something in my circuits started screaming.” Jasper murmurs. Mike chuckles softly.

“ready?” he asks.

“of course.” Jasper says, holding Mikes hand tighter, as though he could keep the man from getting hurt by holding his hand. he step into the water together. Jasper grins a little. “its warm.” Jasper murmurs.

“warmer than I thought.” Mike grins. they take a couple more steps in before they sit down. the water barely comes up to Mikes knee’s, so they aren’t too worried about waves splashing him in the face.

“you guys good?” Spencer asks, making his way towards them.

“easy, easy! hey! watch the splashing!” Jasper growls, carefully throwing his arm in front of Mikes face to block any splash Spencer may cause. Spencer snorts, rolling his eyes.

“I’m not going to splash him, I’m not Gabriel.” Spencer snorts. “just coming to see if you two are alright. I mean the water is the biggest part of coming here and this is the first time I’ve seen Jasper get into it since we got here.” Spencer shrugs.

“we’re good. Jasper waited to see if I wanted to get in the water.” Mike assures. Jasper shrugs.

“he’d never been in the water either. figured we should do it together.” Jasper shrugs. Spencer looks a little confused, before it seems to dawn on him.

“right, you only started getting in the water when Jasper started working with you on it. I don’t know why I never put that together, you’ve never been to the beach before.” Spencer says.

“no I have.” Mike assures. “I just never been in the water.” Mike corrects. he turn to Jasper. “I am fine right here, you can go play in the water. this is as close as I’m getting.” Mike says.

“and just leave you here?” Jasper frowns.

“yeah. I’ll be fine. look the waves are barely coming up high enough to get over my knees, I’ll be fine sitting here.” Mike assures. Jasper frowns. “go, I brought you out here for you to have fun. not so you could spend the whole time freaking out over me.” Mike frowns.

“I don’t know.” Jasper frowns.

“go.” Mike says firmly. Jasper gets up hesitantly.

“I don’t know if I should.” Jasper frowns. Mike leans up, smacking his ass before shoving him.

“go!” Mike laughs. “go have fun. play in the water. if I’m not okay here, I’ll go back to my sand castle.” Mike assures. Jasper turns and glares at him, before heading into the water. he only seems hesitant for a few minutes, before he dives under the water and swims off. Mike chuckles, glancing at Spencer. “something wrong?” Mike asks.

“just.. not sure how I feel leaving you alone over here after the bar incident the other day.” Spencer frowns. “I mean, if he gets pissed off… these guys don’t know about your water fear.” Spencer frowns.

“Reign does.” Mike corrects.

“Mike.” Spencer warns.

“please. I’m okay. I’m not drunk and I have no problem defending myself right now.” Mike assures.

“just shout, right? if you need anything.” Spencer says looking hesitant.

“I’m fine Spencer. promise. go have fun. turn off big brother mode for an hour and go hang out.” Mike chuckles. he frowns, leaning around Spencer. “Jamie! get off Jasper!” Mike shouts. Spencer turns around in time to see Jamie jump on Jaspers back, dragging him under the water. “go, play big brother over there then. go save him.” Mike chuckles. Spencer turns quickly and heads towards Jasper.

“Jamie! get off him!” Spencer shouts, rushing over to them. Mike chuckles. he watches Spencer yank them both up, Jasper looking a little dazed, Jamie laughing.

“wait! wait! it was joke! I promise!” Jamie laughs. Mike shakes his head, watching Spencer easily lift the other over his head before tossing him as hard as he can. Jasper snorts a little, brushing hair out of his face.

“give me my hair tie back you thief!” Jasper shouts, immediately tackling Jamie as soon as he surfaces. Mike chuckles, shaking his head.

“can I sit with you?” a voice asks. Mike turns his head, smiling.

“sure Reign. no worries. come on, might give Jasper a little more peace of mind for someone to be sitting with me.” Mike murmurs. Reign smiles and sits down beside him.

“does that mean I can join?” Nate asks, grinning as he walks over.

“no.” Mike says. Nate frowns at him.

“why not?” Nate asks.

“seriously?” Mike huffs. “you kissed me in front of my boyfriend.’ Mike snaps. “I don’t want you or your atrociously disgusting lips anywhere near me.” Mike says firmly.

“atrociously? thats a new one.” Reign laughs. MIke smiles at her.

“gross just wasn’t covering it anymore, y’know? Jazz helped me find one suitable for my disgust.” Mike chuckles.

“I’m right here you know.” Nate snaps. Mike groans a little.

“Nate, I’ve been nice, for the simple fact you’re basically Gabriels brother, but, leave me alone.” Mike says.

“I mean, you picked the loser with anxiety and an accent. you actually let himself look like that? I mean, really? he’s so thin I could snap him like a tooth pick and pale. his eyes look diseased too and his smile? crooked and antsy. its kinda gross actually, with the long hair and freckles.” Nate scoffs. Mike stands glaring at him.

“Jasper chose what he looks like, based off my human body.” Mike snaps. Nate flusters immediately.

“its a good look on you.” Nate says, hesitantly.

“before I died.Garcia gave him an upgrade when I made changes to what my body would look like, like this. so don’t you dare go insulting him when he and Garcia put two weeks into working on his body. he made his look like mine and then when I got to chose what I looked like, he changed himself, beefed himself up some. he looks fantastic I’ll have you know.” Mike hisses.

“I-I didn’t mean-” Nate tries. Mike is immediately in his face.

“and I promise you, that gorgeous man looks so much better than you, so much better than you could dream of. I love him, got it? I love his beautiful red hair, his stunning eyes, his breathtaking accent, his adorable freckles and his sweet grin, crooked that it may be, is cute. he’s gorgeous, I don’t mind having my hands all over him. he’s mine, he’s so much better than you, that the only times I’m ever going to put my hands on you is when I do this!” Mike snaps, pulling back and punching Nate as hard as he can across the face. Nate hits the ground, groaning. Jasper immediately runs towards them.

“Mike!” Jasper shouts. he stops in front of MIke, grabbing his chin gentle. “lovely? what happened?” Jasper asks, looking him over. he glares over at Nate. “what did you do?!” Jasper growls.

“he was just being an idiot.” Mike assures, but he looks just as angry as Jasper. “I settled it.” Mike assures.

“did you fucking kiss him again?” Spencer glares, storming over.

“no, I’m fine. Christ, I don’t need you both to come running every time I punch someone.” Mike snorts. Jasper turns back to him looking him over.

“nothing happened. Nate talked shit and Mike hit him for it.” Reign assures. Jasper glances at Reign, who shrugs at him, getting up from her seat in the water. “he’s fine.” Reign assures, once again.

“and you? you’re alright?” Jasper asks, looking her over with a quick glance. he considers the other a sister. he would beat the man if he’d placed his hands on her.

“I’m fine. look. no hands or lips touched anything, except for when Mike punched Nate in the mouth.” Reign laughs. “he just talked some shit to Mike about how you look.” Reign says. Mike glares over at her.

“well I thank you kindly, to keep my body out of your mouth.” Jasper snaps.

“yeah, that's my job.” Mike laughs. Jasper shoots him a deadpanned look.

“thats gross.” Spencer huffs.

“no, what's gross is listening to Mac describe how much she likes to lick you.” Jasper says.

“I’m tasty.” Spencer grins.

“thats gross.” Mike snorts.

“no, its not, I’m tasty!” Spencer grins.

“and that one sentence has me questioning my sexuality, maybe I’m straight?” Mike mutters, shaking his head.

“definately not.” Jasper mutters, wrapping his arms tightly around the other. he glares over at Nate. “you sure you’re alright?” Jasper mumbles into his ear.

“I’m fine. he was just being an idiot.” Mike assures. he pushes back slightly, smiling at him. “we’re both okay promise. he never even looked at Reign.” Mike shrugs. Jasper slowly lets him go.

“alright.” Jasper murmurs softly.

“all I said was-” Nate starts. Mike glares over at him.

“you keep talking and I’m going to bust your teeth with my foot.” Mike snaps. Jasper laughs, squeezing Mike to his side, kissing the side of his head. he looks up.

“suns getting low. we should head back to the house.” Jasper says. Mike glances at him, before looking at his watch.

“wow, almost 6 hours. we should probably pack it up. we can come back again.” Mike assures.

“go let the others know, I’ll start packing up your buckets.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods. heading towards the water. Jasper turns and glares at Nate. “keep flirting with my boyfriend, I’m going to destroy that brand new body Garcia made you.” Jasper warns. Nate glares at him a little as Jasper walks off.

they pack up and head back to the house, barely making to their respectful beds, before passing out. Jasper barely makes it to their bed, collapsing on Mikes side as he kicks his shoes off. Mike chuckles, he almost hadn’t managed to get Jasper to change out of his swim trunks before getting in the van, but he had. he leans over Jasper, who blinks up at him sleepily.

“you know what happens when you sleep on my side of the bed?” Mike murmurs. Jasper blinks at him a moment, as if thinking over. he heaves a sigh, rolling onto his back. he opens his arms.

“c’mere love.” Jasper murmurs softly. Mike grins, kicking his own shoes aside, before laying over Jasper. he hugs him and settles his head on to Jaspers chest.

“get some sleep. love you.” Mike murmurs.

“we’re gonna leave sand in the bed.” Jasper mumbles.

“I’ll clean it up tomorrow. now get some rest.” Mike murmurs. Jasper grumbles a little, hugging him tighter.

“love you too.” Jasper smiles.

Chapter Text

Mike leans back, looking up at the stars. Jasper sighs softly beside him, bottle grasped loosely in his fingers. he tilts his head back with a low hum. Mike glances at him. Jasper has a soft pinkish tint to his cheeks. Mike chuckles, leaning against his side.

“its beautiful.” Jasper says. Mike nods.

“stars are pretty.” Mike murmurs, softly.

“yup.” Jasper agrees. “I like the stars. before the whole, killing guards thing, I used to find time at night, where I could look up at the stars.” Jasper murmurs. Mike tilts his head.

“I don’t remember if I liked stars before the accident.” Mike says, taking a sip from his own bottle. Jasper glances over at him, frowning. “I remember I liked the color yellow and trucks and baseball cards, and…” Mike trails before chuckling. “Pirates.” Mike murmurs. Jasper snorts, pulling him closer to his side. Mike takes another sip, letting out a quiet giggle. he doesn’t let himself get tipsy often, usually busy with keeping the others safe, but he could relax with Jasper. the other wouldn’t do anything too stupid.

“I could’ve guessed that one.” Jasper murmurs. Mike smiles.

“my room was Pirate themed. my bed was the shape of a boat and I had ocean blue carpet. I don’t remember what the walls looked like, but I remember that silly little Foxy plushie on my bed. I didn’t get to go often. we moved into a new house about a week before the accident. we never painted my room, we didn’t get the chance, and we didn’t have the money after the accident.” Mike murmurs. Jasper glances at him. “I had to have a full sized bed for medical equipment and wasn’t conscious enough to even be upset when my ship bed vanished.man I was pissed though when she threw out that toy. she erased the pizzeria from my life, she didn’t want me to remember the accident, but I did.” Mike explains. Jasper kisses the top of his head again, resting his lips on Mikes hair.

“I’m sorry. I know you don’t blame me, but I’m still sorry. you were so little and I was… a big machine.” Jasper murmurs. Mike pulls back and shakes his head.

“nah, its cool.” Mike assures.

“before the… before… those kids… um..” Jasper trails a little.

“went missing?” Mike asks, softly. it wasn’t easy for any of them to talk about. Jasper and the others had a few nightmares after the dream update, where they could remember the kids, the murders, them being stuffed into their suits. Spencer had even described once, to Mike after a nightmare, he could still feel the little boys blood dripping through his gears sometimes. Jasper nods slightly.

“the Cove, was bigger, you saw. they sealed off part of the stage, shipped my crew off. gave him the perfect place to put the… kids.” Jasper murmurs. Mike glances at him.

“by the time I got there, you were alone, you weren’t so beat up though.” Mike murmurs. he leans over and hugs Jaspers waist a little. he drops his head on Jaspers chest.

“wasn’t so bad then. took a while for the…” Jasper trails a little. he licks his lips with a quiet sigh. “kids to do some damage.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods. Jasper swallows. “can I share something with you?” Jasper asks.

“sure, what's up?” MIke asks.

“I um, I’m glad you got there when you did, not before… I was faster back then.” Jasper admits. “you… you wouldn’t have gotten away. no one did… I hurt a lot of people… I killed more.” Jasper adds, squeezing him gently. Mike glances up at him.

“Jazz?” Mike asks, worriedly.

“before I was too broken down, I’d wait. my pattern was different. you didn’t have to watch me to keep me in one place, it wouldn’t work. when the others would get frustrated, it was my turn. I was so much faster then, you clocked me at 60 miles an hour when I ran across the pizzeria while we were playing, but back then, I was so much faster.” Jasper murmurs.

“thats, kinda scary to think about.” Mike frowns.

“I had the highest kill count… something Fritz was always excited about in slightly lucid moments… those went away the longer he was dead… but I remember watching them play, y’know? he was never any good at games. never got the high score, but with me… he did. it wasn’t really lucid, because he was so angry, he kept track like a score.” Jasper explains. “18.” Jasper says.

“18 that you got?” Mike asks. Jasper nods.

“there were so many guards… kid always kept count. he wanted to brag about his score…” Jasper murmurs.

“how could you be any faster?” Mike asks, hesitantly. Jasper tenses a little. he leans back and takes a sip from his bottle. he huffs a small chuckle.

“I uh, back when I could, ran on all fours. came after them like an animal.” Jasper says. Mike is quiet a moment, before he shutters.

“oh God, I just imagined that… it was fucking terrifying and I’m begging you to never, because I would scream.” Mike shutters. Jasper chuckles softly. “oh shit, just imagining that. it was… holy shit. you were so fast already,” Mike mutters.

“think my top speed was somewhere around… 70? maybe 80?” Jasper says.

“stop.” Mike mutters, before chuckling. “I’m terrified.” he adds.

“yeah?” Jasper snorts.

“I might actually have nightmares of that.” Mike mutters. Jaspers face falls a little.

“I’d hate to be the cause of more nightmares.” Jasper murmurs, softly. Mike glances up at him, then looks away. he’d had quite a few nightmares about the accident and Jasper had the same, if not more. Mike had woken up to Jasper screaming several times, the man trying to stop the spirit that haunted him from hurting Mike.

“I’m sorry.” Mike murmurs.

“you don’t have to apologize for fear.” Jasper murmurs.

“I was never afraid of you.” Mike blurts. Jasper looks confused, glancing down at him.

“what?” Jasper asks. Mike bites his lip, looking out over the back yard, leaking a long sip from his bottle. he sighs.

“so.. the longer I’m in this body, the more memories come back.” MIke explains.

“you’ve told me that.” Jasper murmurs.

“well… recently… when I had that last nightmare. I… guess I remembered something.” Mike murmurs.

“what?” Jasper asks. Mike swallows a little.

“I remember, you bent down. you asked me if I liked the show and what my favorite part was.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods a little.

“I remember that.” Jasper murmurs.

“I saw something.” Mike says.

“what?” Jasper asks.

“I saw a boy. not the kid that climbed on the stage… he looked like… Fritz. he looked angry. he tripped that kid, made him push you.” Mike murmurs. Jasper looks confused, thinking a little.

“I remember, when I fell on you… you weren’t looking at me…” Jasper murmurs.

“I was watching Fritz. he was… almost bigger than me. he was pissed. you tried to apologize, it was like, he got angrier. there was a little girl screaming at him, I think she said stop?” MIke asks. “when you bit me… I fell out of my body.” Mike says.

“I think you’ve told me about that.” Jasper says. Mike shrugs.

“maybe… but this girl, I didn’t see her when the kids went away. but she grabbed me, by the shoulders. she was screaming my name. kept saying your name is Mike Schmidt, you’re favorite color is yellow, your favorite pizza is pepperoni, you love Pirates, Foxy is your favorite.” Mike says. “over and over and over as she shoved me back into my body. I popped out a couple of times. every time I did, she’d start screaming the same thing… like a mantra.” Mike says, glancing at Jasper. he’s got a look on his face.

“she didn’t want you to be like them. she knew… as soon as you forgot, you’d be like them. she wanted to make sure you would be okay.” Jasper murmurs. Mike looks at him. “she wanted you to live. she didn’t want Fritz to kill you. he was… an angry little boy.” Jasper murmurs softly.

“they were all so angry.” Mike murmurs. he leans against Jasper again. “I was never afraid of you… I couldn’t remember why. I convinced myself it was because I knew it was the kids.. but I didn’t realize I actually knew it was the kids.” Mike says. “I never had a reason to be afraid of you, because, subconsciously, I knew you didn’t hurt me, not on purpose.” Mike murmurs, leaning up to kiss his jaw, before nuzzling up under his chin. “you weren’t mean, you never have been.” Mike adds. Jaspers body seems to slump some and he lets out an almost disbelieving chuckle.

“I love you.” Jasper mutters. Mike raises an eye brow, pulling back to look up at him.

“I love you too. whats wrong?” Mike asks.

“nothing… just like a weight is gone.” Jasper murmurs. “I know you wouldn’t lie to me, but a part of me…. thought you were only telling me you didn’t blame me, because you didn’t want me to feel guilty.” Jasper explains. “but you proved it. with a memory I had twisted. when you looked away from me, I thought you were scared. of me. I convinced myself you were terrified.” Jasper says. he shakes his head, looking up at the stars. he takes a long swing of his rum. “its nice. relieving.” Jasper manages. Mike sits up, turning to face him.

“you sound like…” Mike starts, before sitting forwards and hugging him tightly. he holds the other tightly to his chest. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry it took me so long to remember, but I never said what I said so you wouldn’t feel guilty. I said it because I believed it. I believed it whole heartedly, with my whole body.” Mike says. Jasper pulls Mike into his lap and holds him.

“I know. I know you wouldn’t lie to me. I know that's not why you said it, but when there’s proof in the memories… its easier to believe.” Jasper murmurs. Mike holds him tightly, before pausing.

“oh my god.” Mike murmurs. he pulls back, looking Jasper over. “thats why.” Mike murmurs. Jasper looks confused. “you had the highest kill count, plus what the others assumed was the death of a child on your hands. that's why they beat you, Fritz was so angry. they broke you down to slow you down.” Mike says. Jasper raises an eye brow.

“you just now figured that out? sure Freddy is and was a damn bully… but.. they were trying to save lives when they were lucid enough to do so.” Jasper says, softly. “I begged them. I… I wanted them to break me. I didn’t want to hurt anyone else.” Jasper murmurs. “I never let them know how bad it was. the pain, the fact I couldn’t see. running hurt. moving in general hurt. it was my idea.” Jasper admits. Mike stares at him. Jasper meets his eye a moment before looking away. “I never wanted to hurt anyone and I figured… I could save lives if they broke me down.” Jasper explains. Mike watches him a moment, like everything suddenly makes sense.

“thats why you weren’t angry.” Mike murmurs. “thats why Spencer tries so hard to keep you safe, because… he had to hurt you to save other people.” Mike murmurs softly. Jasper gives him a sad and sheepish look.

“he did what he had to do.” Jasper murmurs. Mike leans forwards and drops his face into Jaspers shoulder.

“why didn’t you tell me?” Mike asks.

“I don’t know.” Jasper says. “I… I figured maybe you knew, but I don’t know. it felt stupid… that they had to do that.” Jasper admits.

“stupid?” Mike asks, sitting up. he grabs Jaspers chin and stares at him. “you… you did what you needed to do, to try and stop that spirit from hurting people, using you to do it.” Mike says. he shakes his head, leaning forwards to kiss him. the Jack on Mikes lips tastes sharp compared to the cheap rum Jaspers been drinking, but he doesn’t mind. Mike pulls back, before leaning forwards to rest his head on the others shoulder. “everything makes a lot more sense.” Mike murmurs.

“yeah?” Jasper asks softly. Mike nods.

“makes a lot of sense. Foxy did what he had to do, Jasper just has the anxiety from it.” Mike murmurs softly.

“you talk about me like I’m two different people.” Jasper says, sounding amused. Mike shrugs.

“you are Jasper.” Mike murmurs. “you’re Foxy at the pizzeria and Jasper here, but you are two different people. Foxy doesn’t mind crowds, as long as its kids. he hates pizza. he’s a performer. he has an accent and doesn’t like music. loud noises don’t bother him and he’s kinda gruff. he lives for the moment.” Mike says. he shrugs a little, sitting up. he smiles at Jasper, leaning down to kiss his nose, Jasper smiles at him slightly. “Jasper doesn’t like crowds of any kind, even kids. sure he’s got an accent, but not bad, its still cute. he doesn’t hate pizza as long as its not Freddy’s, and only if I’m too exhausted to make something but the human side of me demands I eat. he’s not a performer. he loves music rock, jazz, punk, blues, country, everything. he loves music. loud noises and sudden moves show a more human side with a little fear. Jasper isn’t gruff, he’s sweet. he likes rum and swimming and running and gymnastics… Jasper loves life, even if he’s anxious and somethings bother him. he’s beautiful and sweet and caring and bashful and horny and happy, so happy, and mine.” Mike murmurs, leaning forwards to rest his nose against Jaspers. “Foxy is an act and Jasper is real.” Mike murmurs. Jasper watches him a moment. “they’re both mine. all of you is mine, but Jasper feels more mine than Foxy does.” Mike says softly. Jasper grabs his face gently, pulling him into a kiss. he pulls back resting his forehead against Mikes. Jasper has a content smile on his face, even if its more lopsided than usual because he’s tipsy.

“you make being Jasper sound amazing.” Jasper murmurs.

“thats because Jasper is amazing.” Mike assures. he smiles, tilting his head a little. “you’re amazing. you’re the best. you’re gorgeous and lively. and happy.” Mike says. he nuzzles him gently, kissing his cheek, before burying his face into Jaspers neck. “I love you. I love you so much. you don’t understand. you never will. I… you make being me worth it and I love you so much.” Mike murmurs, softly. he hugs Jasper tighter.

“I love you too, even if you’re an emotional drunk, love.” Jasper murmurs softly. he kisses Mikes head, holding him tighter. he rubs the smallers back. Mike huffs, pouting into his neck.

“am not.” Mike grumbles. Jaspers lips quirk up in a small smile.

“don’t be like that, yes you are, but its alright.” Jasper murmurs. Mike huffs, cuddling closer.

“you can't be like that when you’re either horny or sleepy while drunk.” Mike mumbles. Jasper snorts.

“speaking of.” Jasper murmurs, shifting.

“no. its dark and gross out here.” Mike warns. Jasper shakes his head.

“I meant, I’m tired.” Jasper snorts, softly. “you ready to head inside?” Jasper asks. Mike nods a little, pushing up off Jasper.

“yeah. come on.” Mike murmurs. he gets up and waits for Jasper, grabbing their bottles as he waits. Jasper takes his bottle, then uses his free hand to take Mikes, heading for the house.

“does it bother you when I swap accents…?” Jasper asks, hesitantly. Mike looks over at him.

“bother me? love, why would it bother me?” Mike asks. Jasper shrugs a little.

“I don’t know. it bothers me.” Jasper mutters. Mike shakes his head.

“it doesn’t bother me. you… with or without the accent I love you, okay? its cute when you get so excited that, you slip back into your accent. when you see something you’ve never seen before like the beach, or when you had your first food and found out you love bacon. it was cute when you looked at me all excited and told me you loved bacon. your accent, its cute. it happens.” Mike explains. he chuckles a little, smirking over at the other. “when you wake up with it and you’re still sleepy its cute, and, you know, when you accidentally slip into it while we’re having sex, its sexy as fuck.” Mike chuckles. Jasper glances at him, eye brows raised.

“seriously?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs a little, swinging their hands.

“I thought we were having a moment of honesty.” Mike snorts. he shrugs a little once more, shaking his head. “I don’t mind when you slip into your accent, I don’t mind if you talk with or without it. I love you either way, okay?” Mike asks. Jasper nods. “I don’t know how many times I have to say it, but I’ll say it forever if thats what it takes. I love all of you. quirks, perks, accent and all. Foxy or Jazz, accent or no accent, silly Pirate costume and stories or not. I love you.” Mike murmurs. Jasper opens the door and lets Mike inside, before following him.

“thank you.” Jasper says softly. he grabs Mike, pulling him into a kiss, before letting him go. “I just… I worry sometimes.” Jasper murmurs. Mike leans back in pecking him on the lips with a small smile.

“I know you do and I will reassure you each and every time I promise you that.” Mike murmurs, against his lips. he pulls back to smile at him again. “and that's alright. I’ll be here to help with the worries. they’re not going to go away, but I can do my best to help. hey, maybe 50 years from now you’ll finally get it.” Mike grins. he heads into their bedroom, Jasper following behind and shutting the door. Mike lays on the bed, with a happy sigh, sprawling out. Jasper kicks off his shoes, dropping his shorts and stepping out of them. he lays on the bed beside Mike, tossing his shirt to the floor. “watching you get into bed is like watching a toddler. you strip as soon as you walk through the doorway. its kind of funny.” Mike chuckles. Jasper rolls his eyes. he only wears clothing because he has to, he’d walk around in nothing but his boxers everywhere if Mike would let him and the other knows that. when the others aren’t at the house, the two never wear much more than their boxers at the house, though even with the others at the house, they were lucky if Mike wore more than his boxers and his socks.

“we should go camping.” Jasper says.

“camping?” Mike asks, glancing over. Jasper nods.

“the back yard is, as you put it, too dark and gross. you’d never stay outside all night with me. not without a tent, at least.” Jasper says. Mike chuckles softly at him.

“if you want to spend the night outside we will, but I have a better idea then camping.” Mike says. Jasper looks over.

“hmm?” Jasper asks.

“the neighbor down the road is… is giving away their trampoline. we could set it up, put a net around it and over it, and lay out there. watch the stars all night.” Mike murmurs.

“a net over the top?” Jasper asks.

“if I get dived on by a fucking bat, I swear, I’ll beat you with the damn trampoline.” Mike warns. Jasper laughs.

“bats are harmless.” Jasper assures. Mike narrows his eyes at him.

“do I look like I fucking care?” Mike huffs. Jasper laughs softly, rolling onto his side, pulling Mike to his chest.

“I won’t let any bats dive at you.” Jasper murmurs, softly. he kisses the side of his head. he chuckles. “you get the trampoline, okay? we will camp your way. I don’t care how we do it, I just want to sleep under those stars. the idea just feels, free.” Jasper admits. he holds tighter to Mike. “but I need you there because I can’t be free without you.” Jasper adds.

“that is probably the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.” Mike says, turning to look at him. “I will camp with you. I don’t mind. that's the only thing you’ve really ever asked me for.” Mike murmurs. they lay there quietly a moment before Mike huffs. “but I’m absolutely not having sex with you on the trampoline.” Mike warns. Jasper laughs at him, hugging him tighter.

“I’m not asking you to do it for sex Mike. I just want to camp with you under the stars.” Jasper says. “is that really all you think I want?” Jasper asks, frowning. Mike shakes his head quickly.

“no, I’m just making it absolutely clear. a trampoline is not the place for fooling around of that kind.” Mike assures. Jasper just laughs at him, kissing the side of his head.

“that just sounds dangerous, lovely.” Jasper murmurs, nuzzling his nose into Mikes neck. he sits up a little and reaches over Mike to shut their lamp off. Mike leans up and kisses his chest, before dropping his head back down. Jasper chuckles softly, leaning down to kiss him. in the dark and tipsy, he just about mauls his partner, but Mike just chuckles.

“alright. lay down love.” Mike smiles. Jasper chuckles and lays beside him. he holds Mike tightly, listening to the man fall into recharge, before letting himself do the same.

~

Mike blinks awake, looking around.

“where am I?” Mike mumbles, rubbing his eyes. “is this… my childhood bedroom?” Mike asks, looking around. he gets up and glances around, grabbing the Foxy b=plush off the bed. his mother had gotten rid of it not long after the accident, despite him begging her not to. he can still see traces of blood on his pillow. he swallows nervously, suddenly its not the nightmare that scares him, its the memories.

“yes.” a voice snaps. Mike turns a looks at her.

“Elizabeth… haven’t seen you since you shoved my head into Foxys mouth.” Mike glares. “usually you just send your little minions to come and haunt me.” Mike growls. Elizabeth glares.

“I told you to stop it.” Elizabeth growls.

“stop what?” Mike asks. she glares. Mike looks at himself. “my Foxy pjs. nice… so you’re going through my memories then?” Mike asks, looking over at her. she glares.

“you haven’t even tried.” Elizabeth growls.

“what am I supposed to stop?” Mike asks. she grabs him roughly, lifting him off the ground. Mike grabs her hands, looking nervous. she always makes him smaller than her. he figures its some sort of power play, but it would be nice if she’d stop.

“find a way to stop it.” Elizabeth growls.

“what am I stopping, please, just tell me that at least.” Mike says, watching him.

“I. want. out.” she snaps.

“out?” Mike asks, confused. “ar-are you… oh god are you in another restaurant? is that what you want me to stop?” Mike asks. she glares, growling lowly.

“I want out. find a way to stop it,” Elizabeth hisses. “or you’re going to die.” she promises. Mike looks more confused as she drops him. the ground is vibrating under him. it makes him more and more nervous the closer it gets. “there never was just one.” she snaps before vanishing. Mike blinks, looking where she once stood.

“geez.” Mike mutters, getting up. he brushes himself off, before tensing. he can feel something standing behind him. he slowly turns, looking annoyed. “if you’re trying to scare me, you already… did.” Mike whimpers lowly. the look slowly turns to fear as his eyes trail up the brown figure slowly. tilting his head until its all the way back. the freakish version of Freddy before him, is something he’s never seen before. its something from a nightmare, which is probably what he’s having. that what usually happens when there’s hints of Elizabeth in his dreams. he can’t stop the scream the ripples from his throat as he turns around and takes off running, slamming the door behind him so it can’t follow. it does nothing to stop it. he can hear the monster roar and give chase.

he can’t wake himself, he never can. he either has to wait until the nightmare ends or Jasper wakes him, which is a nightmare itself. he’s never had a dream he couldn’t force himself to wake up from, its scary.

Mike turns to glance back at the Freddy chasing him when he slams into something. he grabs hold to keep from falling and feels a sense of dread as he catches a glance. its a dirty red. he feels the panic setting in. anything. anything would be better than a nightmare version of his lover. anything.

“please don’t be Foxy. I can’t out run Foxy. please.” Mike murmurs softly, clenching his eyes shut. he slowly lifts his head to look up and carefully peaks one eye open. he whines quietly, before slowly stepping away. the figure is staring at him with narrowed eyes and is definitely something he’s going to see what he wakes up. something drips on his face and Mike quickly wipes it away. he screams, turning and running as fast as he can. its no use, he can’t out run Foxy like this. he can’t win. he runs down the hallway, if he can get back to his bedroom he can slam the doors on them all and be safe! he skids to a stop, coming across the nightmareish version of Bonnie. a voice calls behind him whispering, we are not your friends. he’s trembling as he takes a small step back. suddenly two yellow hands grab him from behind lifting him up, towards the towering purple figure in front of him. the Bonnie turns around to face him and the sinister smile on its face makes Mikes breath catch. he knows what's coming and clenches his eyes shut so he doesn’t have to see Bonnie bite him. seeing Foxy bite him again was bad enough, he didn’t need his brain attempting to fill in details.

“Mike!” Jasper shouts, shaking him hard. Mikes eyes snap open as a hand slaps over his mouth, muffling his scream. “shhhhh.” Jasper soothes gently. :you’re okay.” Jasper assures, moving his hand from Mikes mouth gently. his chest is heaving, he’s looking around, before his eyes land on Jasper again. Jasper looks confused and concerned as he sits on his knees beside Mike, worried bright yellow eyes meeting Mikes terrified and confused eyes. “hey, you were screaming. you alright?” Jasper asks. Mike, finally seeming to get a hold of himself, sits up and throws his arms around Jasper, hugging his neck hard. he buries his face in Jaspers neck with a quiet whimper. its the only thing he can manage beside the scream threatening to crawl its way up his throat. Jasper looks more confused, hugging him tightly.

“hey… everything alright?” Spencer asks, leaning into the doorway. Jasper shakes his head, holding Mike tighter. Spencer watches them, taking in the sight of Jasper propped up on his knee’s, holding Mike. the other is trembling, curled up, clinging to Jasper. he’s come to check on them after all of Mikes nightmares and never found him like this. something isn’t right and he’s immediately concerned. he steps closer but stops immediately when he sees Mikes arms tighten around Jasper and Jasper shoots him a warning look. Spencer nods. Mike is still trying to get a hold of himself and figure out whats real and what isn’t.

“you’re alright.” Jasper murmurs softly, shifting to kiss the others head.

“you guys need anything?” Spencer asks. Jasper shakes his head, holding Mike tighter. Mike flinches slightly, but doesn’t release his hold.

“no. he’s aleight. just go back to bed.” Jasper assures gently.

“are you sure?” Spencer asks.

“would you go? please?” Jasper snaps, glaring up at him. Spencer looks confused and Jasper holds tighter. “sorry, you’re making him more nervous.” Jasper murmurs. Spencer nods and steps back. Mike flinches slightly at the sounds of the floor boards creaking under him. Spencer shoots a concerned look over, but he’s more careful as he walks out, carefully closing the door. Jasper shifts, sitting back, off his knee’s pulling Mike with him.

“you’re okay. its alright.” Jasper murmurs, kissing the side of his head. Mike mumbles something into his neck, holding tighter. “I know.” Jasper soothes. he holds tighter, nuzzling the side of his face. “I know Mikey.” Jasper sighs softly. its quiet for a few moments.

“I’m sorry.” Mike murmurs.

“don’t be sorry. its alright. it happens. I don’t mind being up with you when you have nightmares.” Jasper soothes. Mike shakes his head.

“no… I mean…” Mike trails. Jasper looks confused, pulling back some. he can’t hear with Mikes face shoved into his neck.

“yeah?” Jasper asks, softly.

“there’s more.” Mike mumbles.

“more?” Jasper asks.

“Elizabeth…” Mike trails, glancing away from him. Jasper looks confused, tilting his head, watching him.

“what? what happened with her this time?” Jasper asks.

“there’s more. she’s… she told me there’s another location.” Mike manages. he leans into Jasper, clinging to him. “with more kids.” Mike adds quietly. Jasper holds him tighter.

“another one?” Jasper asks.

“at least one more.” Mike murmurs.

“okay, we’ll do what we always do. we’re gonna find this place, get them out of there, set those kids free.” Jasper murmurs. he shifts again, pulling Mike into his lap. Mike legs go, before hugging Jaspers chest tightly. “its alright.” Jasper adds. Jasper kisses his head again, running his hand through Mikes hair gently. “is that whats got you so messed up?” Jasper asks.

“I don’t want to talk about that.” Mike says, holding Jasper tighter. that was a big and firm, no. he saw something.

“okay, thats alright. you don’t have to talk to me about it.” Jasper soothes. he shakes his head a little. “its got you pretty shaken up, I just want to know you’re alright.” Jasper soothes.

“I’m alright. just creeped me out. sorry I woke you up.” Mike mumbles. Jasper kisses his forehead gently, before nuzzling his nose into his neck.

“its alright. its alright. I’ve told you before, you can wake me up any time. please, I want you to wake me up when it happens, I want to be able to be here for you.” Jasper murmurs, softly. he tilts his head back gently, kissing him. “wake me up any time, every time. even if its not bad enough I have to wake you up, you wake me up.” Jasper murmurs.

“I won’t.” Mike mumbles.

“you will. you will wake me up. I need to be here for you.” Jasper murmurs. he squeezes Mike gently. Mike curls up, dropping his head against Jaspers chest.

“she always makes me see you guys… sometimes normal, other times… different.” Mike manages. Jasper knows if he gives Mike a few minutes to calm down, he’ll talk.

“yeah?” Jasper asks. Mikes arms tighten around him again and Jasper isn’t sure how he can’t hear metal crunching from the grip, but he does hear some internal struts creak slightly. he holds just as tight to Mike.

“I’ve never seen anything like that. she went through my memories… pulled up my childhood bedroom. down to the blood stains on my pillow. my walls were… white and grey. there were toys on the floor. its the only real memory I have of that room.” Mike explains. “you guys…” Mike tenses, clinging to the bigger man. Jasper tilts his head and looks down at Mike.

“lovely, you’re okay.” Jasper soothes, cupping Mikes cheek gently. he caresses his cheek with his thumb.

“she wants out.” Mike says. Jasper looks confused.

“huh?” he asks.

“Elizabeth. she said, she wants out.” Mike mumbles. whatever he saw had to be bad if he was changing the subject again.

“do you think its safe to find her?” Jasper asks.

“I don’t think its safe to not find her.” Mike mumbles. Jasper nods a little. “you were huge. broken. terrifying.” Mike mumbles. he knows it’ll go back and forth if Mike is really freaked out.

“thats nothing unusual. what about your room?” Jasper asks, trying to help Mike along. “you remember any thing else?” he asks.

“I had a pile of plushies, the others, on the floor. of course, the Foxy was on the bed. he was… covered in blood.” Mike murmurs. he curls up more. “you guys were like nothing I’ve ever seen. not… like before.” Mike explains. “giant, maybe 10 foot?” Mike asks. Jasper kisses the side of his head.

“10 foot.. thats…” Jasper trails, looking up at the ceiling. “scary.” Jasper murmurs. he squeezes Mike gently. “I’m sorry I ruined your Foxy toy.’ Jasper murmurs.

“it wasn’t ruined. my mom through it out anyway.” Mike mutters. “she threw them all out, everything I had. my shirts, pjs, posters, everything.” Mike adds. “talk about nightmare… guys weren’t that big or terrifying when I was a kid, or even when you were trying to kill me. maybe it was worse, through the eyes of a kid, but… the sound Freddy made when he chased me, the, the… I dunno drool that dripped on me from you.” Mike shutters. “I never saw Chica coming… she grabbed me and held me towards Bonnie. the sound he made.” Mike manages. Jasper kisses his head again, holding him. “it felt real.” Mike says, softly.

“I’m sorry if I chased you.” Jasper murmurs.

“you didn’t it was weird. Freddy did and I guess, Chica too, if she caught me. you just stood there. like you didn’t know what was happening. you like, drooled, on my head. stared me. I bumped into you and you didn’t act like the others.” Mike explains. “it… weird. cause usually, you chase me.” Mike murmurs.

“maybe Elizabeth is realizing if she wants your help, maybe she shouldn’t demonize me more than I’ve already had done, especially to you.” Jasper suggests. he shifts a little, lifting Mike up to fold his legs and settle the other back into his lap.

“she’s… gone through my memories.” Mike murmurs. “ghost or not, she… she has to know about us.” Mike says, lifting his head to look up at Jasper. “maybe she thinks, I’ll find her faster, if she doesn’t make you a monster.” Mike says. Jasper nods a little, kissing his cheek. Mike repeating his words in a different way, was common after a nightmare.

“maybe.” Jasper murmurs. Mike leans against him.

“thats what you just said isn’t it?” Mike asks.

“I used demonized. you said monster.” Jasper says. “and the way you’ve been describing what she does to us… monster is a better description.” Jasper murmurs. “are you okay to go back to sleep?” Jasper asks. Mike tenses slightly. “hey, hey, its alright.” Jasper assures.

“no. no way. if I try, I’m just going to see…” Mike trails.

“thats okay.” Jasper murmurs, shifting to grab their TV remote. he shifts them around on the bed to face the TV. Mike would end up passed out in his lap two episodes in to whatever TV show they settled on, but that was okay.

Chapter Text

Mike looks around the elevator hesitantly.

“wow. this thing is huge.” Mike says.

”what is that god awful sound?”

“its music.”

“I know what music is Jasper, jackass. I meant where is it coming from.”

“Gabriel be nice.”

“the elevator.” Mike explains.

Welcome to the first day of your exciting new career.

Mike jumps.

“woah. the building.” Mike murmurs.

”what about the building?”

“its talking. we’ve seen all kinds of things, but like a talking building, that's weird.” Mike says.

or if this is the result of a dare, we welcome you. I will be your personal guide to help you get started. I’m a model 5 of the Handyman’s Robotics and Unit-Repair System, but you can call me HandUnit.

“right. Handunit.” Mike says.

”are we sure this is the right place?”

“its a Fazbear Entertainment facility.”

“yeah but are we sure that Elizabeth is here?”

“didn’t you find another place that turned out to be some stupid horror show making fun of the history of Freddys?”

“oh god, fuck that place by the way.”

“one thing is for sure, its definitely a Freddy’s. they take care of the building the same way they take care of everything else.” Mike mutters, typing his name into the console in front of him.

please welcome, Eggs Benedict.

“are you fucking kidding me?” Mike huffs.

”what happened?”

“it told me to put my name in, that it couldn’t be changed later. the screen was all glitchy and I tried to type my name it didn’t work. it called me Eggs Benedict.” Mike huffs. there is a cackle on the other side of the phone. “don’t even Jasper. that's so rude.” Mike huffs.

”Eggs Benedict.”

“I dunno, that is kinda funny.”

“thanks Chica.” Mike huffs.

”its kind of sad.”

“its just a breakfast food.”

“no Garcia, not that.”

“what do you mean Gabriel?”

“I mean, the building is so bad that he can’t even type in his name? how bad are the animatronics?”

“Gabe has a point…”

“I feel bad about laughing now.”

Mike reaches out and hits the bright red and obvious button, as Handunit says and the elevator doors slide open.

“this can’t be good.” Mike mutters.

”something wrong?”

the worry in Spencers voice almost makes him want to leave.

“I… I have to crawl through a vent.” Mike says.

”sounds like Freddy’s.”

“I hate it when you say that Gabe. the last time you said that I almost got kidnapped. ” Mike mutters, crouching down. he crawls in hesitantly. “whatever, or whoever, is in here, they don’t want it getting out.” Mike says. “I can barely fit in this thing.” Mike mutters.

”you’re not exactly the biggest and broadest either. would we even be able to get in there to you if something happened?”

“don’t think like that Spencer, of course we could.”

“maybe we should go in with him next time?”

“no way, the elevator is meant for one. we put too much weight in it and we might not come back up.”

“I don’t care about the weight, Mackenzie. if something happens to him, we’re no good to him out here.”

“we’re no good to him dead either Jasper.”

“easy guys.” Mike says. he climbs out of the other end of the vent looking around.

view the window to your left, this is the 'Ballora Gallery Party Room and Dance Studio'. encouraging kids to stay fit and enjoy pizza. let's turn on the light and see if Ballora is on her stage.

yeah, nothing says stay fit like eating pizza.”

“whats wrong with pizza, Jazz?”

“nothing Mack. I didn’t mean anything by it, promise.”

Mike snorts a little, looking around.

“there’s two buttons. one of them is lit up.” Mike says, reaching out to press the button. the stage is empty.

uh-oh.

“uh-oh? uh-oh what?” Mike asks, hesitantly.

it looks like Ballora doesn't feel like dancing. let's give her some motivation. press the red button now to administer a controlled shock. maybe that will put the the spring back in her step.

Mike stares.

“what?” he asks.

”did that thing just say ‘controlled shock’?”

“shock!?”

“you can’t… you can’t just shock her.”

“th-the other button won’t light up. I can’t hit the button.” Mike says. he shakes his head, stepping away from the lit up button. “no. no way. not happening. hey! excuse me! Handunit! I-I can’t do this!” Mike shouts. its silent. “no. no I won’t.” Mike says.

”Mike,”

“no! I’m not doing it Gabriel!” Mike hisses.

”Mike, breathe. I know you don’t want to.”

“I’m not hurting anyone Spencer.” Mike snaps.

”Mikey, hey, just think a moment, okay? you don’t want to do this, but you have to, you have to, to get them out of there. right? we want to get them out, don’t we?”

Mike whines lowly.

“yeah…” Mike mumbles.

”right. you have to. if it won’t let you move on without it, you have to. you want to save them, you have to do this.”

Mike reaches out hesitantly.

“I don’t like this.” Mike says, pressing the button. he jumps at the loud electrical crackling. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” Mike shouts.

”lovely, I don’t think they can hear you.”

“that, that doesn’t make me feel any better Jazz.” Mike says.

”right. sorry. I hope I’m wrong and they can hear you.”

Mike frowns a little, pushing the light button.

“holy shit, she’s huge… I’ve got a ballerina. her name is Ballora. she doesn’t look too hurt, but…” Mike trails.

”you get that Garcia?”

“got it. so one female so far.”

Mike looks up when Handunit talks again.

excellent. Ballora is feeling like her old self again and will be ready to perform again tomorrow. now, view the window to your right. this is the 'Funtime Auditorium' where Funtime Foxy encourages kids to play and share. try the light! Let's see what Funtime Foxy is up to.

“I am begging you. please. please be on your stage.” Mike murmurs. “no.” Mike says, clicking the light. “the Foxy isn’t there.” Mike says.

looks like Funtime Foxy is taking the day off. let's motivate Funtime Foxy with a controlled shock.

Mike clenches his eyes shut and hits the button, before he hits the light button again.

lets try another controlled shock.

“how about we don’t and say we did?” Mike asks. “I don’t like this. they’re shocking them into compliance. why don’t you leave them alone!” Mike shouts.

”Mike…. I really need to know how these guys look.”

Mike grits his teeth.

“I know you do Garcia, but I don’t like it. why do I have to force them into this? how bad is it that they’re hiding? they’re not fighting. they’re hiding.” Mike asks.

”Mike. we know you don’t want to do this, but you’re getting them out of here. you have to. to save them.”

“Spencer is right. its hard. we know it is. but in the end its going to save them. one more shock.”

Mike nods a little at Gabriel’s voice in his ears.

“right. one more.” Mike murmurs. he hesitantly reaches forwards and hits the button. he sighs in relief. “I see her. she’s kind of jerking around a little, but she seems okay.” Mike murmurs. “I mean, I assume she’s a she. I’m not sure. I just assume cause she’s pink.” Mike adds.

looks like Funtime Foxy is in perfect working order. great job! in front of you is another vent shaft. crawl through it to reach the 'Circus Gallery Control Module'.

“another vent?” Mike asks, hesitantly.

”come on Mike. I need more numbers. two women. what else?”

“its weird… I mean. we have Ballora and Funtime Foxy.. but the place is called ‘Freddy’s’. he’s the face of the place and I don’t even see any posters of him.” Mike says.

”maybe he’s in the next area?”

“maybe.” Mike murmurs. he crouches down and crawls through the vent.

Motion Trigger : Circus Gallery Vent.

“shit. that voice scared me.” Mike murmurs.

”you alright?”

“yeah. I’m good. scared me, but I’m good.” Mike assures, crawling through the vent. he climbs out the other side, looking around hesitantly. “I don’t like this.” Mike mumbles. he’s not afraid to admit, he’s scared. he wants Jasper. he wants to cuddle up to him and let the other man handle it for him, but he knows he can’t.

on the other side of the glass is 'Circus Baby's Auditorium'. let's check the light and see what Baby is up to.

Mike hesitantly reaches out to push the button, pausing.

“some of the lights are out. I can’t see her.” Mike says.

looks like a few of the lights are out, but we can fix the later. let's encourage Baby to cheer up with a controlled shock.

“seems like just one behind the glass. her name is Baby…” Mike says.

”so no Freddy?”

“no, I don’t see anything about one.” Mike says.

”any Bonnie or Chica?”

“not that I’ve heard about.” Mike says. he swallows pressing the shock button. unlock the other rooms, this one doesn’t work properly. “I still can’t see her..” Mike says, pushing the light button.

lets try another controlled shock.

Mike can’t find it in him to argue anymore, he hits the button hesitantly, flinching when the shock goes off again.

let’s try another controlled shock.

“I can’t even see her. how do I know if she’s on stage or not?” Mike asks.

”maybe there’s a sensor.”

Jaspers suggestion makes him frown.

”or maybe it doesn’t care if there’s an animatronic on stage or not? maybe it gets joy out of this?”

“Spencer, knock it off. we’re trying to make him feel better.”

“right, sorry.”

Mike heaves a shaky sigh and hits the button again.

“please. just be on the stage. I don’t want to hurt you.” Mike murmurs, he hits the light button hesitantly. “I can’t see her still.” Mike says, softly.

great job Circus Baby, we knew we could count on you! that concludes your duties for your first night on the job. we don't want you to feel overwhelmed. otherwise, you might not come back… please leave using the vent behind you and we'll see you again tomorrow.

“thats it?” Mike asks.

”you wanted more?”

“its… its barely one AM.” Mike says.

”just get out of there before it changes its mind.”

Mike nods and gets back in the vent hesitantly.

he crawls quietly a moment before a loud sound makes him jump.

“shit!” Mike yelps. “what the fuck was that?” Mike shouts.

”Mike? what's wrong?

“are you okay?”

“can you tell us whats going on?”

“something… something like, I don’t know, something is walking in here.” Mike says, crawling out quickly.

Motion Trigger : Circus Gallery Vent.

Mike scrambles through the vents and back to the elevator. the doors close automatically, he looks around the elevator.

”you okay?”

“I’m getting out of here as fast as I can, but the elevator only goes so fast.” Mike murmurs.

he scrambles out of the building and towards the van waiting for him, glancing back hesitantly. he slams into Jasper, whose climbed out of the van to meet him. the taller immediately grabs hold of him and looks towards the building.

“you’re alright.” Jasper murmurs.

“we have to get them out of there.” Mike says, hugging Jasper tightly. Jasper kisses his head, holding him tighter.

“its alright. we’re going to get them out.” Jasper assures.

“I don’t know how I feel about Mike going back in there.” Spencer frowns, watching them separate. Gabriel nods a little, looking Mike over.

“we don’t always get along, but this… this seems exceptionally hard for you.” Gabriel says. Mike glances at Gabriel, then back to the building, cuddling to Jasper.

“I couldn’t do it. I probably would’ve cried if they ask me to do something like that.” Mackenxie admits, hugging herself. Spencer glances at her, before hugging her gently.

“I don’t know what I would’ve done.” Spencer says.

“I wanted to break the window, get them out. I didn’t want to hurt them.” Mike says, looking at them. “I never wanted to hurt any of them. I never wanted to hurt any of you.” Mike says.

“you did what you had to, you’re still doing what you need to do. it doesn’t make it any less hard.” Gabriel says. “you did what it took to save yourself and now you’re doing what it takes to save them.” he adds. Mike shakes his head a little.

“w-we have to get them out.” Mike adds.

“take it easy.” Garcia says, walking over. “we’ll get them out-” Garcia tries.

“you don’t get it. you don’t get it! you didn’t see it. that's a literal prison. vents into each room so they can’t escape, animatronics tortured into compliance. the building gets… joy from it.” Mike says, watching Garcia. “they’re living in a literal hell and it makes me so angry. I just want to break them free.” Mike murmurs, glancing back at the building. Garcia sighs softly, shaking her head.

“I know. I’ll never know what you’ve seen down there, or what they’ve been through, but lets get you home for the night alright? well figure out how to get them out tomorrow.” Garcia assures.

“I… I don’t think we should pull them and leave them in the dark like we did with Jamie and the others. these guys, its…. we can’t do that to them. the need to walk out of the building and know its over.” Mike says. Garcia bites her lip a little.

“I can make some quick temporary bodies. nothing big and nothing detailed. something that allows them to get themselves out. how many should I make?” Garcia asks.

“how many can you have ready by tomorrow?” Mike asks. Garcia thinks it over a moment.

“you found three we have, possibly, three more missing down there. I can make seven just to be sure, but they’ll be child sized, maybe three foot?.” Garcia says. Mike nods.

“the size doesn’t matter, I just need to be able to get them out as fast as possible.” Mike says.

“what if you can’t find everyone tomorrow?” Mackenzie asks, hesitantly. Mike looks away a moment, before shaking his head.

“then I go back, again and again and again, until I do.” Mike says. “I get them all. if I have to tear the building apart to do it, I’m getting all of them.” Mike adds. Mackenzie nods. Jasper pulls Mike back to his chest.

“come on, we’re going home.” Jasper murmurs, leading Mike towards the van. Mike lets him, glancing back at the building. he lets Jasper sit him in the passenger seat, he doesn’t feel like driving. he pulls his knees up, hugging them as he watches the building.

“they need our.” Mike murmurs.

“we’re going to get them out.” Jasper assures.

“Jaspers right.” Garcia says, shutting the doors.

“I don’t think Mike should go in alone tomorrow.” Mackenzie says. Garcia looks over.

“it would help him carry some of the bodies down.” Garcia says. she glances around the van, before her eyes settle on Jasper. “I don’t know if it should be Jasper.” Garcia adds.

“no. no.” Mike says, shaking his hed. “I’m not dragging anyone else down there.” Mike adds.

“I’ll go.” Gabriel offers. Mike turns to glance at him. “face it. I’m a bully. I’m mean, I can ruthless. I’ve done worse,” Gabriel starts, with a quick glance at Jasper. “than shock a few bots back into line.” Gabriel murmurs.

“I can’t ask you to do that.” Mike says, softly.

“I’m not going to let anyone else volunteer. Mack. she’s sensitive. Spencer he’s a big boy, but he can’t. he couldn’t hurt someone that hasn’t hurt someone he cares about, plus he needs to be with Mack. Garcia is human and doesn’t need to be down there.” Gabriel says.

“let me guess, I’m too clumsy?” Jasper huffs.

“you’d be too worried about Mikes safety and his mental health. you wouldn’t keep track of your own. certainly not going to make Mike feel any better if you get hurt because you were watching him and not yourself.” Gabriel murmurs, looking over at Jasper. Jasper looks away, but he knows Gabriel is right. Mike reaches over to take his hand hesitantly. Jasper just holds the wheel tighter, Mike nods a little, pulling his hand back.

“you can be pretty ruthless.” Mike murmurs.

“so Gabriel is the perfect choice.” Garcia says. Mike nods.

“thanks.” Mike mumbles. he glances in the back. “but if you can’t handle it, let me know. I can do it, it just makes me angry.” Mike says.

“I’ll be fine.” Gabriel assures. Mike nods a little, hugging his knees tighter.

“”thank you. you’re right. we don’t get along much, but we have the same goal in mind.” Mike says. he looks up when they pull up to the house.

Mike glances back at Garcia.

“you staying the night?” the others are at the pizzeria, setting up for the parties tomorrow.” Mike says.

“yeah I’ll stay. I need to go to Freddy’s later anyway.” Garcia says. Mike nods, getting out. they get out and head towards the house, Jasper perking up with a grin.

“hey, I got something for you.” Jasper says, smiling at Mike. Mike looks confused, letting Jasper take his hand and pull him inside. Mike looks confused. “so I went digging through some of those old boxes that we pulled out of the old Cove. I was looking for the stupid out of order sign.” Jasper mutters. Mike immediately stops, looking up at him.

“why? you don’t need that. he was idiot to put that up! and-” Mike starts.

“I wanted to burn it.” Jasper says. Mike goes quiet, nodding a little. “i didn’t find it, I’m guessing you’re probably why.” Jasper snorts. Mike looks away.

“uh, I… I-I might know where it is.” Mike sighs.

“I figured.” Jasper snorts. “I did find something else.” Jasper says. Mike looks confused, letting Jasper lead him to their room. he opens the door and steps back, letting Mike in. the other glances around hesitantly, before his eyes land on the bed. there’s a wrapped box on the bed, Mike looks confused.

“uh…” Mike manages.

“well, open it.” Jasper murmurs. Mike hesitantly steps towards the bed. “its not gonna bite you.” Jasper assures.

“I’m not sure I believe you.” Mike laughs a little, hesitantly. Jasper chuckles and clears his throat.t

“ain’ gonna hurt ye Mikey, jus’ open it.” Jasper murmurs. Mike glances back at him with a small smile. Jasper grins at him a little, shrugging. Mike hesitantly opens the box and immediately laughs.

“oh my god, you found one, a real one.” Mike laughs, reaching into the box. he pulls out one of the original Foxy plushies, from the 80’s. he holds it up carefully under its arms, like its delicate. the plush stares at him, head flopping forwards. “oh wow. the company that made these went out of business years ago.” Mike murmurs, looking it over. he turns to Jasper. “where the hell did you find this?” Mike asks. Jasper shrugs a little.

“while I was looking for the sign, I came across an old box. had my name on it. I thought maybe it was something you’d done, but when I opened it, it was… a bunch of old Cove merch.” Jasper says. “shirts, flags, hats, masks. you know.” Jasper shrugs. “I dug through the box. it was at the bottom. the only one.” Jasper says. Mike turns back to the plush laughing a little. he’s got a look on his face Jaspers never seen before, but he knows the man is happy.

“I thought after my mom threw mine away, I’d never see one of these again.” Mike murmurs.

“with the company shut down, you hold in your hands, probably the last Foxy toy in the world.” Jasper murmurs. Mike glances over at him again, before turning and hugging him.

“thank you.” Mike murmurs, laying his head on Jaspers chest. Jasper hugs him tightly.

“you’ve done so much for us. felt nice to have something to give back.” Jasper murmurs, kissing the top of his head. Mike laughs a little, pulling back. his eyes fall on the toy again and Jasper almost recognizes the look. he’s sort of seen it before, though not since Mike was a kid. “wow.” Jasper murmurs. Mike blinks and looks over at him.

“h-huh?” Mike asks. Jasper smiles a little.

“I’ve seen a lot of looks on your face, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen a look like that.” Jasper murmurs, softly. he smiles at Mike. “joy. I’ve seen you happy and sad and scared. I’ve seen you so mad I thought you were going to kill someone, but I’ve never seen joy like that. you look like I gave you something important. its just an old toy.” Jasper murmurs, softly.

“a toy?” Mike laughs a little. he turns and carefully sets the plush on the dresser. he sits it up carefully, brushing a little fizz off its head. he turns back to Jasper, with an almost sad smile. “its my childhood. it was a great part of my childhood that I had ripped from me because of an accident.” Mike murmurs. he looks back at the plush. “its more than just an old toy to me.” Mike says. Jasper turns to look at the toy.

“well, they sure don’t make the new ones like this anymore.” Jasper murmurs. Mike glances at him.

“thank you. I can’t say it enough. thank you so much.” Mike manages. Jasper hugs him again, glancing at the plush.

“I’m glad you’re happy. come on. lets get some sleep.” Jasper says, kissing his cheek. Mike nods a little, staring at the toy a moment long, before strips down into his boxers and flopping back onto the bed.

“thats the best gift I’ve ever gotten.” Mike murmurs. Jasper turns the lights off, shutting the door. he throws his shirt aside and lays beside Mike. Mike rolls over and hugs him tightly, kissing the side of his bare chest. “you’re the best. have I ever told you that?” Mike asks. Jasper laughs a little, and wraps his arms around him.

“once or twice.” Jasper murmurs, carefully pulling the smaller to lay on him. he knows there’s going to be nightmares tonight and he’s hoping to cut them down a little by holding the other. “you deserve the best.” Jasper adds. Mike smiles and turns his head to look at the plush.

“thank you again.” Mike murmurs softly. he holds a llittle tighter and kisses Jasper shoulder. “thats… that's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me, even if it was an accident. its not what you went looking for, I know, but… its the nicest thing anyone has ever done.” Mike murmurs softly. he turns his head again to look at Jasper. Jasper shoots him a small smile, leaning forwards to kiss his forehead.

“accident or not, when I saw it, I knew what I had to do.” Jasper murmurs, glancing at their dresser. he’s not sure how Mike can see it so well in the dark. maybe he can’t, but is just imagining it. maybe its not the plush she’s actually looking at, maybe its the memory of it that he’s looking at. Jasper doesn’t know and doesn’t care. “you need that. put all those little ghosts kids to rest, but you never actually put your ghost to rest. figured, that might do the trick.” Jasper murmurs.

“don’t make me cry. I swear I will.” Mike mumbles, burying his face into his neck. Jasper kisses the top of his head.

“don’t do that.” Jasper murmurs. “don’t get upset.” Jasper adds. Mike cuddles up to him more. he holds tighter. “alright come on, lets get some rest, okay?” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods and settles down quietly.

“you’re gonna hold me?” Mike mumbles.

“if we picked the wrong place… she’ll come back.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods a little, letting his eyes fall closed.

“m’kay.” Mike mumbles. Jasper holds him a little tighter.

~

Mike blinks, looking around. he’s in Freddy’s. he pauses, picking up a Foxy plush off the ground.

“hello. how did you get here?” Mike asks, looking it over.

“you seem to like that thing.” a voice says. Mike turns and looks up at Elizabeth.

“Foxy was my favorite.” Mike says.

“wasn’t all that hard to guess.” she scoffs. she crosses her arms over her chest. “so.” Elizabeth says. Mike rubs the back of his neck.

“did we get it right?” Mike asks. Elizabeth immediately glares.

“why did you do that to them?” Elizabeth growls.

“what?” Mike asks, looking confused immediately.

“why did you hurt them!?” Elizabeth shouts. Mike flinches back.

“I-I didn’t want to! th-the building! my guide! he wouldn’t let me move on until I did!” Mike shouts. he stares at the plush in his hands. “I don’t want to hurt anyone. I never have. I want to get them out. I want this to be over. I don’t want to hurt them.” Mike mutters, before hugging the plush tightly. he looks at her. “but… that means we… we found you right?” Mike asks.

“found me? FOUND ME? no! you SHOCKED ME!” Elizabeth shouts. Mike flinches back again, watching her.

“please stop screaming at me.” Mike manages. he shakes his head. “I didn’t want to.” Mike says, again.

“YOU HURT ME!” Elizabeth shouts. Mike shakes his head again, squeezing the toy tighter.

“stop yelling at me!” Mike shouts back. “I had to!” Mike argues.

“YOU’RE NO BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE! YOU HURT ME! YOU HURT THEM YOU-” Elizabeth shouts.

“STOP SCREAMING AT ME!” Mike shouts. Elzabeth stares at him shocked. “YOU THINK I WANTED TO HURT THEM!? YOU THINK I ENJOY THIS!? I WANTED TO DO THAT?! I NEVER WANTED TO HURT THEM! I WANT TO GET THEM OUT! SET THEM FREE! I’M ONLY THERE BECAUSE OF YOU!” Mike screams. Elizabeth stares at him, blinking. she hadn’t expected him to blow up like this. “I DON’T WANT TO HURT THEM! I WANT TO HELP THEM! I HAVE TO HURT THEM SO I CAN SAVE THEM! I DON’T WANT TO DO THIS! I DON’T WANT TO GO BACK BUT SOMEONE HAS TO GET YOU OUT OF MY HEAD AND IT’S APPARENTLY ME!” Mike shouts.

“don’t yell at me.” Elizabeth snaps. Mike glares at her.

“why should I listen to you when you wouldn’t do that when I ask?” Mike asks her. he glares at her. “I’m not afraid of you and if you hurt me, I won’t help. so get out. leave me alone. go away!” Mike shouts.

“you promised!” Elizabeth shouts.

“I didn’t promise anything! I didn’t know anything! I had to guess and guess and guess while you threatened me! gave me nightmares! screamed at me! played the worst memory I have and forced me to relieve it! made my friends hurt me! scare me! I never promised to help you! I want you to leave me alone!” Mike cries. he pants a little, looking at her. “you turned the man I love into a monster in my head. you turned my friends, my family, into a nightmare in my own head.” Mike hisses. he shakes his head and turns around. “why would I want to help a monster?” Mike snaps. its quiet a moment.

“you helped the kids who tried to kill you before.” Elizabeth growls. Mike turns around.

“get.. out. of. my. head.” Mike snaps. “its fucked up enough without you in it.” Mike warns.

“and why is that? huh? a kid made an accident happen?” Elizabeth growls. “oh, no wait, I’m sorry, its because that ‘man you love’ BIT YOU!” Elizabeth screams. Mike glares at her, fire in his eyes.

“JASPER IS NOT A MONSTER!” Mike screams.

“FOXY BIT YOUR HEAD! HE KILLED YOU! YOU SHOULD HATE HIM!” Elizabeth screams back.

“FOXY DIDN’T BITE ME! I WAS ATTACKED BY THE GHOST OF A MURDERED BOY IN THE 80’s! FOXY WOULD NEVER HURT ME! JASPER NEVER MEANT TO HURT ME! IT WAS THE FAULT OF SOMEONE LIKE YOU! GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HEAD! LEAVE ME ALONE! GO AWAY! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” Mike screams.

“Mike!” Jasper shouts. Mike looks behind him.

“get out of my head Elizabeth and don’t fucking come back.” Mike snaps.

“Mike! wake up!” Jasper shouts. Mike inhales sharply, jerking up. he’s tangled in the blankets and on the floor. he looks around. Jasper and Spencer are both standing over him concerned.

“hey, you… you with us?” Spencer asks. Mike looks around again, before nodding.

“yeah. I think so.” Mike mutters.

“I hope so. you were screaming for someone to get out. thought you got attacked or something.” Spencer says, helping Jasper pull Mike free of the blankets.

“I was… I told Elizabeth to fuck off. get out of my head. that I didn’t want to help her.” Mike mutters. “she was screaming at me for hurting those guys today. when I told her I didn’t want to, she screamed louder.” Mike mutters. he lets Jasper pull him up.

“you alright?” he asks. Mike nods at him.

“yeah. I just wanted the fucker out of my head.” Mike mumbles. Jasper hugs him gently.

“so you’re okay?” Mackenzie asks.

“I’m great thanks.” Mike mutters, rubbing at his face. he glances at the clock. “well, look at that. I made all night, even with a nightmare.” Mike mutters, heading for the bathroom. “I’m gonna shower.” he sighs. Jasper watches him go.

“think he’ll be alright?” Spencer asks.

“I’m not sure… he was shouting about me not being a monster.” Jasper murmurs softly. he heads into the bathroom to keep an eye on Mike.

Chapter Text

Mike sighs softly, looking up at the building.

“you’re okay.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods.

“yep.” Mike assures. he looks at Gabriel. “ready?” Mike asks. Gabriel nods once at him.

“yes. lets go.” Gabriel murmurs. they step into the elevator together.

welcome back for another night of intellectual stimulation, pivotal career choices, and self-reflection on past mistakes. we're committed to create a unique and fulfilling work experience. one part of that commitment is ensuring that you don't get tired of the voice that you're hearing right now. using the keypad below, please select a new companion voice.

Gabriel looks at Mike.

“the key pads busted. just touch it.” Mike mumbles. Gabriel pushes a button.

it seems that you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type, and I will auto-correct it for you. thank you for choosing…

angsty teen.

“great.” Mike grumbles.

”you okay Mikey? you don’t sound okay…”

“I’m not okay. I have to hurt these guys.” Mike mutters.

“no you don’t. thats why I’m here.” Gabriel assures.

“how are we gonna get all three of these bodies in there?” Mike frowns.

“it’ll be easy.” Gabriel assures. Mike heaves a sigh out his nose.

”Mike?”

“leave him be Mack.”

Mike heaves a sigh, shifting the shell in his arms as the elevator comes to a stop.

>the elevator stopped. you know the routine. you can get out now, or... whatever. stay here if you want.

“alright come on, lets get these guys out of here.” Gabriel murmurs.

Gabriel heaves a sigh, putting the third shell down.

“okay, it was not as easy as I thought.” Gabriel mutters. Mike frowns at him, before walking over to the glass. he knocks har don it.

“Ballora! Ballora if you can here me, get on your stage!” Mike calls. Gabriel looks confused.

okay, let's start with your nightly chores. you should check on Ballora and make sure she's on her stage, but... whatever.

Mike hits the light button and shakes his head.

“no, please. I warned you!” Mike shouts, knocking on the glass again.

“they can’t hear you.” Gabriel murmurs.

huh. I guess Ballora has better things to do. let's zap her. that should be fun.

Mike stares at the window.

”did… did it just sound excited?”

Mike blinks at the sound of his lovers voice, but doesn’t move.

“yeah. it was… disturbing.” Gabriel mutters.

”Mike?”

“Mike, hey, you alright?”

“he’s fine. he’s not hurt.” Gabriel assures. he hesitantly hits the button, wincing, before hitting the light button. they both look up when the voice is suddenly warbled garbage.

“what the hell?” Mike asks. Gabriel shrugs.

let's check on Funtime Foxy. make sure he's ready for showtime tomorrow.

“that is the last fucking bit of my patience! you fucking piece of shit!” Mike screams. Gabriel steps away quickly. Mike grabs something off one of the desks and throws it at the window with a frustrated scream.

”Mikey?”

“Gabriel what's happening?”

“Mike is raging.” Gabriel yelps, jumping out of the way. “Mike! Mike you have to stop! Mike!” Gabriel yelps.

”Mike, tell me what's got you like this?”

“I’m so fucking tired of this company! now they’re torturing and misgendering living creatures!” Mike growls. Gabriel blinks.

“it misgendered their version of Foxy and he’s losing his mind.” Gabriel says. he clicks the light button and pauses. “hey, she’s there.” Gabriel says.

GrEaT
GrEaT
GrEaT

Mike looks up confused, before meeting Gabriels gaze.

“what the hell?” Gabriel asks.

“maybe I broke it?” Mike asks, hesitantly.

there seems to have been a problem with the voice synthesizer. default settings have been restored. please proceed through the vent ahead of you to 'Circus Baby's Auditorium'.

“I don’t want to.” Mike mumbles.

“you stay here, with the shells. I’ll be back.” Gabriel says, crouching down. he crawls through the vent.

“be careful.” Mike calls. he sits down on the ground. “what do we do? how are we going to get them out?” Mike asks.

”we’ll figure it out. just let me do what I have to in here and we can figure it out. maybe we can pry the vents open?”

“if we need to, we’ll come in with a crow bar.”

“Jasper love the spirit sweetie, but I don’t think that's going to work.”

“brute force always works Garcia.”

its quiet a moment before MIke hears Jasper huff.

”and don’t call me sweetie.”

Mike laughs a little.

”its a southern thing. you’ll be fine.”

“oh. shit.”

“Gabriel?” Mike asks, hesitantly.

“”somethigns wrong. its gonna shut off the power!”

Mike looks up when the power goes off as soon as the words are out of Gabriels mouth.

“no no no no no no….” MIke manages, backing himself into a corner.

”Mike?”

“Mike find somewhere to hide! its warning me to hide!”

“th-there’s no where to hide!” Mike yelps, dropping into a corner. he covers his head with his arms, terrified.

”Mike breathe, relax. hunker into a corner and stay calm. just relax. okay? you handled us with a bat, you can handle these guys.”

“Jaspers right. you handled us just fire, you’ve got this.”

“babies! there’s babies! baby hands! they’re trying to grab me!”

“Gabriel, can you relax a little? Mikes having a panic attack here. Christ its babies, just knock them over.”

“Spencer! are you serious? no hey! let go of me!”

“Gabriel?” Mike asks. he hears something slam and Gabriel grunting on the other end of the phone. “Gabriel?” Mike asks. its quiet and Mike stands nervously. “Gabriel?” he calls into the vent. theres suddenly the sound of someone crawling through the vent. “somethings in the vent.” Mike says.

“ITS ME MOVE!” Gabriel shouts. Mike jumps back and watches Gabriel come flying out of the vent, panting.

“Gabriel are you okay?” Mike asks.

“no I’m not okay. I got attacked.” Gabriel hisses. “now we have to go through Ballora’s area and restart the power.” Gabriel adds. Mike blinks at him. “come on, we have to go in the vent.” Gabriel says. Mike glances over, noticing the vent is open.

“we have to crawl through that?” Mike asks.

“yeah.” Gabriel mutters.

“grab a shell, lets go.” Mike murmurs. Gabriel looks at him, but nods slightly, looking hesitant. Mike climbs into the vent and Gabriel follows him silently.

you will now be required to crawl through the 'Ballora Gallery' using the vent to your left to reach the breaker room. it is recommended that you stay low to the ground and reach the other side as fast as possible as to not disturb Ballora. I will deactivate myself momentarily as to not create an auditory disturbance. deactivating.

“come on, lets go.” Mike says. Gabriel leaves the shell in the vent carefully, not close enough to block it, but not too far in so they couldn’t reach it.

“shhhh!” Gabriel hisses. Mike looks confused. “she can’t see, she can hear us. go slowly.” Gabriel murmurs. Mike looks more confused.

“what are you talking about?” Mike asks, softly.

“something warned me. now go.” Gabriel murmurs. Mike looks confused, but starts moving.

“why are we crawling?” Mike asks.

“we make too much noise walking, I guess.” Gabriel murmurs quietly. Mike crawls carefully through the room. “listen for her music, get still when you hear it.” Gabriel murmurs.

”what are you guys doing?”

“crawl now, questions later.” Gabriel hisses. he grunts, slamming into Mike, nearly knocking him over.

it seems that you are taking a long time. please proceed as quickly and as quietly as possible.

Mike and Gabriel both jump.

“fuck.” Mike hisses. he turns a little and glares back at Gabriel. “get off my ass.” Mike hisses.

“you can’t stop like that and expect me to-” Gabriel cuts himself off, snapping his mouth shut. they both look up, when something large spings in front of them. Mike swallows hard, watching Ballora spin by. they wait until it goes quiet again to keep moving. they decide, silently, that they can converse in the other room.

Mike and Gabriel finally reach the door, pushing it open. Mike sighs, getting to his feet.

“finally.” MIke mumbles.

”you okay?”

“we’re fine.” Mike assures.

Motion Trigger : Breaker Room.

you may now interface with the breaker control box. using the interface may disrupt nearby nearby electronics. if you feel you are in danger, feel free to disconnect the interface temporarily until it is safe to reconnect.

“nearby electronics? whats nearby in this place?” Gabriel snorts. Mike grabs the tablet in front of him and pauses. a flicker of light and he catches a glimpse at something.

“Freddy.” Mike murmurs.

“no, Gabriel. please don’t do that.” Gabriel frowns.

“no, look, Freddy.” Mike says, pointing. Gabriel follows his gaze and pauses.

“oh shit.” Gabriel murmurs.

”you two alright?”

“we found the Freddy.” Gabriel murmurs. “you work on the power, I’ll keep an eye on him.” Gabriel murmurs. Mike nods and sets to work. “theres a tape player over here. its got a note… says if Freddy acts up, press play.” Gabriel says.

“acts up? acts up how?” Mike asks.

“maybe he’s what the control box will bother. I mean he’s the only thing I see nearby.” Gabriel shrugs. Mike nods a little.

“Circus Control back up and running.” Mike murmurs. Gabriel nods.

“well, HELLO AGAIN~!”

Mike freezes and looks over at Gabriel.

“he moved.” Gabriel murmurs. Mike glances up.

“the button. push the button Gabe.” Mike says quickly. Gabriel presses the button quickly.

calm down, and go back to sleep, no one is here!

Freddy lets out a laugh, but seems to reset on his stage.

“thats terrifying.” Gabriel murmurs.

“yeah just imagine four of those coming after you at once.” Mike mutters.

“right. sorry.” Gabriel murmurs.

“I-I know you're over there so-o-omewhere~!” Freddy laughs. Mike ducks down, quickly grabbing hold of Gabriel and pulling him down too. Gabriel hits the button quickly.

I think it was just a mouse!

“I’m just glad I’m not fighting this alone.” Mike admits. “Circus Gallery back up and running.” Mike says. he starts on the next area, watching Gabriel poke around the console.

“he’s moving again.” Gabriel murmurs.

“shhhh.” Mike mumbles.

“hey, Bon-Bon, I think-ink that's the birthday boy over there-ere. we should go give him a surprise~!” Fraddy laughs.

Mike hunkers down more and Gabriel hits the button again.

”you two okay?”

“is the Freddy giving you trouble?”

“get him into a body! quickly!”

“shhhhhh.” Mike hisses. “last one Gabe.” Mike murmurs. Gabe nods, leaning around the console once more to look. both freeze when there’s a thunk. Gabriel lets out a quiet sigh, slowly looking up. the Freddy laughs staring down at him.

“well, hello again!” Freddy grins.

“hit the button.” Mike manages. Gabriel stares silently. “Gabe, hit the button.” Mike murmurs. the Freddy is just staring at them. MIke glances down at the tablet. done. everythings completed. “Gabe run.” Mike says. Gabriel glances back at him.

“h-huh?” Gabriel asks.

“run!” Mike snaps. he grabs the mans hand and yanks him out of the way when teh Freddy reaches for him. he pulls Gabe towards the door, slamming through it and leaning back against it. Gabriel looks at him shocked, leaning against the door.

“what the hell?” Gabriel asks.

”are you guys okay?”

“what happened?

“you saved me from him.” Gabriel mutters. Mike grunts, sinking to the ground.

“shhh, come on. lets get the fuck out of here.” Mike says.

great job. this completes your tasks for the night. please proceed back through the 'Ballora Gallery' with care, and we'll see you back here tomorrow.

Mike starts crawling forwards with Gabriel behind him.

”are you both okay?”

“we’re fine Mack.” Gabriel soothes.

“is someone there?”

Mike and Gabriel freeze, glancing at each other. there’s music in the air.

“who was that?” Gabriel asks. Mike presses a fingers to his lips to shush him and keeps crawling. Gabriel nods and follows him.

“I can hear someone creeping through my room.” Ballora murmurs.

“thats her.” Mike says softly. its quiet a moment, they sit there listening. the music is more like a soft humming now.

“perhaps, not.” she says softly. Mike bites his lip glancing back at Gabriel. the other man shakes his head no quickly and Mike sighs.

“h-hello?” Mike calls. its quiet a moment.

“who are you?” she asks.

“I… I’m Mike.” Mike says.

“what are you doing?” Gabriel hisses softly. “these guys are massive. we can’t fight her off.” Gabriel murmurs. Mike waves him off.

“I’m Mike, I’m here to help.” Mike says. he gets up slowly to his feet. “and I’m sorry about what we had to do.” Mike murmurs.

“help?” Ballora asks. “help how?” she asks.

“I want to get you guys out, all of you.” Mike murmurs. Mike hears metal creak and glances behind him, its not Gabe. Ballora must be wondering closer to them.

“where are you?” Ballora asks. Mike swallows and steps away from Gabriel.

“where are you? I’ll come a little closer.” Mike says. Gabriel reaches out to grab him but, Mike steps out of his reach.

“who else is with you?” Ballora asks. Mike glances behind him.

“I’ve got a friend with me. his name is Gabriel. he’s here to help me get you out of here.” Mike says.

“you keep saying that, what do you mean?” Ballora asks.

“out of here. away from… away from this darkness. away from the pain. away from the torture. to the surface. where they can’t… can’t force you to perform anymore, can’t force you onto that stage.” Mike explains.

“to the surface? how? we’re stuck… I’m stuck. we cannot escape.” Ballora says softly. Mike nods a little.

“not in that body, but we brought one. a smaller one. a temporary one. we’ll get you into that body and get you out of here. we have a friend outside, her name is Garcia. she’ll build you a new body, a better one. you can move, see, dance if you want to. you could design it to be what you want.” Mike explains. he glances at Gabriel. “go get the temporary.” Mike says.

“Mike are you sure-” Gabriel starts.

“just go.” Mike says. he turns back to Ballora. “you’re not gonna like, kill me right? if I get closer to you?” Mike asks.

“no.” Ballora says after a moment. Mike nods, grabbing the flashlight from his belt he turns it on. Ballora is standing next to her stage. Mike walks over hesitantly. he glances up at her. Gabriel was right, they’re huge.

“c-can you sit down?” Mike asks. Ballora’s plating shifts.

“not easily.” Ballora murmurs.

“if you want to come with us, we have to get you into this other body. I’m shorter than you. I can’t reach. it would be easier if you could, lay down or something, but its important that its on the stage, they’re weighted platforms. if I have to come back for the others, I won’t be able to if you’re not on stage.” Mike says.

“how do I know you’re telling the truth?” Ballora asks.

“hang on, I can introduce you to Garcia.” Mike says.

“she is in here too?” Ballora asks.

“no, she’s on my phone.” Mike says. he pulls his phone out, turning off his bluetooth ear piece. “Garcia, can you explain this a little better to her?” Mike asks.

”oh! of course! hi! I’m Garcia. I’m going to get you out of that body and into a new one. I built them myself. you get to design how you look. you’ll be free to go out in public, you’ll look like a human. Mike and I have been getting abused Animatronics out of Fazbear Entertainment buildings for 4 years together. he’s been doing it for 5 but he did the first set on his own. I just got them new bodies so they didn’t have to hide. do you have any questions for me?”

“there’s more?” Ballora asks, hesitantly laying on the stage.

”there’s a bunch more! guys say hi!”

“hi! I’m Mackenzie. I used to be an Animatronic chicken, but Garcia is the best and I love my new body.”

“hey there, I’m Spencer. I was one of the originals Mike and Garcia helped. there’s more of us that aren’t here.”

its quiet a second.

“Jazz?” Mike asks.

”m’Jasper.”

“Jasper is also one of the originals we saved, so is Gabriel.” Mike explains. he looks up when Gabriel comes back with the shell. “now, this one is kinda plain looking, but its not forever, its just so we can get you out of here.” Mike says. Gabriel lays it on the stage beside Ballora, before pulling the backpack off his back.

“I went back for your laptop.” Gabriel mutters. Mike perks up.

“I forgot about that.” Mike says. he opens the laptop, pulling up Garcia’s program. he glances at Ballora. “are you okay with this?” Mike asks.

“I believe so.” Ballora murmurs.

“alright. Gabriel is going to come around to your head okay? there’s a chip back there he needs. he’s going to pull the chip. its gonna be black and dark and quiet for a moment, but only for a moment. okay? you’ll be in the new body and started up.” Mike assures. Gabriel side eyes Ballora nervously, before glancing at Mike.

“okay.” Ballora murmurs.

“ready?” Mike asks.

“yes. get me out of here.” Ballora murmurs, softly. Mike nods. he hooks the laptop up to the shell and watches Gabriel pull the chip from Balloras head. he carefully places it into the new body.

“alright Garcia.” Mike says.

”okay I’m wired into your computer. I’ve got control, just lat me do what I need.”

“sure thing.” Mike murmurs, pulling his hands away. its quiet a moment before the new body slowly whirs to life. “Ballora? Ballora are you with us?” Mike asks, leaning over her. little eyes blink open and and she looks at Mike.

“I can see you.” Ballora murmurs. Mike grins at her.

“of course you can.” Mike says. he disconnects the wires, packing his laptop back up. “you ready to get out of here?” Mike asks. he grabs his phone connecting it back to his ear piece.

“I have never more ready for anythng in my whole life.” Ballora admits. Mike nods and gets up, carefully pulling her up with him. “I’m small.” Ballora says.

“yeah sorry, like I said its temporary. it was easier to carry multiple small bodies than it was multiple big ones.” Mike explains. Ballora nods a little, taking a step. there’s a loud crashing sound.

“what was that?” Gabriel asks.

“we should go.” Ballora says quickly, looking at the breaker room door. Mike grabs her, scooping her up.

“sorry but I’m faster. Gabe, run!” Mike shouts. he runs towards the vent pushing Ballora inside. “go, go quickly. Gabe is right behind you.” Mike says. he shoves Gabriel into the vent. watching the breaker room door burst open. Mike doesn’t stick around to see what happens, just throws himself into the vent, pushing Gabriel to move faster. “move! if he grabs me because you’re not moving I’m dragging you out with me!” Mike warns. Gabriel scrambles further into the vent, careful of Ballora. “shit, I left my flashlight.” Mike hisses.

”I’ll get you a new one. keep going.”

Jaspers voice is full of worry, but Mike ignores it. they scramble through the first vent and straight into the second one, only stopping to calm down when they reach the elevator. Mike looks down at Ballora as the elevator starts moving, before looking at Gabriel when he speaks.

“I feel like we need someone else with us tomorrow. their Freddy is a little… out of it.” Gabriel murmurs.

“Freddy went insane when they took Bonnie from him.” Ballora says. Mike glances down at her again. Mike looks concerned.

“they took Bonnie from him?” Mike asks. Ballora nods a little.

“yes. he went crazy when Bonnie was shut down. they gave him a hand puppet to make him feel better, but it didn’t work. Freddy has not been out in years.” Ballora explains. Mike nods a little.

“why did they take Bonnie?” Gabriel asks. Ballora looks away.

“he was angry. we used to have more of us… there was a party planner. they would rent her out to plan parties and set things up. she would sing too. she was always happy… then one day she wasn’t. she saw something, I don’t know what, but she was never happy again. they shut her down. I miss Chica.” Ballora murmurs.

“they shut down your Chica?” Mike asks. Ballora nods.

“and Bonnie got angry. he refused to listen. he hurt the people that tried to work on him. they shut him down too. Freddy was never the same. they tried to fix him with that stupid puppet, but he knows its not his Bonnie.” Ballora explains. Mike nods. “Foxy, she got angry too… she bit someone when they went after Freddy…. they took her away too, but she came back. she hasn’t said a word to anyone since.” Ballora adds.

“there’s more than we realized down here. you’re right Gabe, we’re gonna need more help.” Mike says firmly. the elevator doors open and they step out, walking out into the parking lot. Mike hangs up his phone and looks around. Garcia and the others are walking over to them quickly.

“I’m coming in with you tomorrow night.” Spencer says.

“we all are.” Jasper says firmly. Mike nods a little.

“alright. we’re gonna need multiple trips, probably more bodies. how many did you get made?” Mike asks.

“I managed the three you guys took down. I need at least another four if not more.” Garcia says. Mike nods.

“come on, lets get the hell out of here.” Mike murmurs. he walks over to the van and opens the doors. “Ballora you’re going to ride back here with the others, then Garcia is going to take you back to her place. you can help give her an idea on how many are locked away down there.” Mike says.

“of course.” Ballora murmurs. she climbs into the van and Mike heads for the drivers door. Jasper his leans against the door, blocking it from him, when he gets there.

“Jazz.” Mike frowns.

“I don’t think so. I’m driving.” Jasper says, holding his hand out for the key. Mike frowns at him, but pulls it from his pocket, holding it out to him. Jasper takes them, smiling at him. “you look tired.” Jasper murmurs, softly.

“I feel exhausted.” Mike mutters. he heaves a sigh. “just hoping Elizabeth doesn’t make an appearance tonight.” Mike mumbles.

“pretty sure you might have scared her off last night with all that yelling.” Jasper says. Mike shrugs, before heading to get in the passenger seat. Jasper waits until everyone is loaded up, before driving them back to the house.

the ride is silent, everyone lost in thought, until they get to the house. Jasper parks and glances at Mike, he’s out cold leaned against the window. Jasper chuckles, before letting the others out.

“come on Ballora. you can come with me. while I working on some other temporary bodies, you can start designing yours.” Garcia murmurs, leading her towards her car. Jasper reaches out and carefully gets Mike out of his seat, hefting him into his arms.

“you okay Gabe?” Spencer asks, closing the vans back doors.

“yeah… it was just a lot down there.” Gabriel mutters. he glances at Mikes sleeping form, that Jasper hugs tighter to his chest while shooting him a warning look. “kinda… kinda got a small glance at what it must’ve been like before, for Mike. with us.” Gabriel admits.

“yeah?” Mackenzie asks.

“yeah. it was terrifying.” Gabriel frowns. they head into the house, for their respective bedrooms.

Jasper doesn't even try to work Mike out of his uniform, just pulls the mans shoes off and tucks him into the bed, before laying beside him. he debates between wanting to sleep and wanting to stay awake incase Mike needs him, but sleeping wins out in the end.

~

Mike blinks and sits up, rubbing his head. he looks around, frowning as he comes across the Foxy plush again.

“hello.” Mike mutters picking it up. the moment he picks the plush up, its head falls off. “no!” Mike says, quickly picking up his head.

“hurts doesn’t it?” Elizabeth snorts. Mike turns to glare at her.

“I told you to get out of my head.” Mike hisses. he turns back to the plush and scoffs.

“and I told you to get stop this.” Elizabeth snaps. Mike scoffs and glares at her.

“if you think destroying something I love is gonna make me help you, you’re wrong.” Mike glares.

“maybe there’s a reason.” Elizabeth huffs. Mike huffs.

“Mike?” a voice calls. Mike blinks turning around.

“Jazz?” Mike calls. he puts the plush on the ground, looking around. “leave Jazz out of this!” Mike shouts, glaring at Elizabeth.

“you took someone I love.” Elizabeth growls.

“I saved her.” Mike snaps. Elizabeth grabs him by the shirt lifting him up.

“ye let ‘im go!” a voice shouts. Mike yelps hitting the floor. he blinks and looks up. there’s a smaller version of Jasper standing over Elizabeth, growling.

“Jazz?” Mike asks. Jasper gets up and walks over to him, hugging him tightly. “Jazz why are you here?” Mike asks.

“I don’ know, but loike hell I was gonna let her hurt ye.” Jasper mutters, pulling back some to look him over. Mike hugs him tightly, burying his face into Jaspers neck. he pulls back and looks at Elizabeth.

“you’re lucky I don’t kill you for that.” Elizabeth growls. Jasper hugs Mike tighter, glaring at her.

“ye leave Mike alone, er I’ll hurt ye.” Jasper warns. Elizabeth huffs at him.

“you can’t hurt me.” she smirks. Jasper chuckles.

“ye can’ control me loike ye can ‘im.” Jasper growls. he vanishes and Mike looks around.

“Jazz? Jazz!” Mike calls. he glances at Elizabeth.

Mike jerks up, gasping lowly. he looks around.

“woah. what happened?” Mike mumbles, looking around. Jasper frowns at him.

“I woke you up.” Jasper murmurs. Mike blinks a little.

“you got yourself out?” Mike asks. Jasper nods. “I’ve never woken up before she said what she needed to.” Mike murmurs. Jasper shrugs a little.

“do you want to try to go back to sleep?” Jasper asks.

“not yet. I can feel her hanging around. lingering.” Mike mumbles. Jasper nods. “how’d you join us?” Mike asks.

“I think, she pulled me in.” Jasper shrugs. he lays back on the bed and looks at the ceiling, before grabbing the remote. “lets watch a show.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods and curls up beside him, dropping his head on Foxys chest. he knows the other is just as tired as he is, but he doesn’t seem to mind staying awake with him.

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“alright so, after a little digging, the elevator can hold us all just, try to be still.” Mike says. the doors close with everyone inside. Mackenzie had stayed behind with Ballora, not wanting her to be alone or have to come back. Spencer leans on Gabriel.

“we’ll be fine.” Gabriel shrugs.

“just keep Garcia safe.” Mike adds, shifting the shell he holds.

“she’ll be alright.” Jasper assures.

“whats the plan?” Garcia asks.

“we get in, we get them, we get out.” Mike says. he pauses as a keyboard apparears. “this shit again.” Mike huffs.

using the keypad below, please type the first few letters of the musical selection you would prefer.

Mike sighs a little. Jasper leans forwards and clicks a button.

“what the hell?” Jasper asks.

it seems you had some trouble with the keypad. I see what you were trying to type and I will auto-correct it for you. thank you for selecting...

‘casual bongos’.

Jasper chuckles, glancing at Mike. he shakes his head, smiling at Jasper.

“whats with the music?” Garcia asks.

“who knows?” Mike mutters.

“the key pad is just as busted as you said it was.” Jasper murmurs. Mike shrugs a little.

“told you. its busted.” Mike mutters. “just like everything they leave to rot.” Mike hiss, bitterly. Jasper frowns a little looking away. Mike’s eyes widen some. “I didn’t mean you, I never mean you.” Mike says quickly.

“I know what you meant.” Jasper assures.

“sorry.” Mike mumbles. Jasper pulls him over and kisses his head gently.

“I know what you meant Mike.” Jasper murmurs. the elevator stops and Mike looks up, hitting the button.

“alright. come on, lets get these guys in here.” Mike murmurs, crawling through the vent.

Jasper and Gabriel follow behind with the other shells.

due to unforeseen malfunctions from today's shows, your nightly duties will require you to perform maintenance that you may or may not be skilled enough to perform. it became necessary for technicians to attempt to disconnect Funtime Freddy's power module. however, they were unsuccessful.

“gee, I wonder why the sentient Animatronic didn’t want you to turn him off.” Mike snaps, huffing.

“Mike, its alright, we’re getting them out of here love.” Jasper soothes.

“it doesn’t make it any better Jasper. I almost punched that repair guy when he attempted to disconnect Bonnie’s power module while trying to fix him.” Mike grumbles. Gabriel laughs.

“I remember that! Jaspers never moved so fast in his life.” Gabriel laughs. Jasper snorts and Mike rolls his eyes, but there's a smile on his face.

allowing them to try again would be an inefficient path forward as we would need to allow 6-8 weeks for recover and physical therapy.

“so, they got pretty hurt trying to do so.” Gabriel murmurs.

“I can imagine so, remember last night?” Mike asks, hesitantly.

“I’m seriously trying not to.” Gabriel mumbles, shuttering. Mike crawls out and pulls the shell out behind him. he can hear the other group getting in the vent and nods.

you will need to reach the 'Parts and Service' room on the other side of 'Funtime Auditorium' to perform the procedure yourself. let's check on Ballora first and make sure she's on her stage.

“for once, I have no problem.” Mike says, reaching out and smacking the button with a smirk. it falls off his face almost immediately, followed by a startled scream.

great. it looks like everything is as it should be in 'Ballora Gallery'.

“Mike?” Jasper asks, rushing to him quickly. Mike turns, pointing at the window. Jasper looks confused, grabbing Mike and pulling him to his chest, before pushing the button. he pauses, eyes wide and jaw dropped. he subconsciously holds Mike tighter as Gabriel walks over.

“they tore her apart.” Gabriel murmurs. Jasper holds Mike tighter, watching the light go back out. “I’m glad we got her out last night.” he adds, glancing at Jasper.

let's check on Funtime Foxy. it's important to make sure she's on her stage before entering.

“lets… lets check on the Foxy.” Jasper murmurs, softly. Mike shakes his head.

“what was that scream?” Garcia asks, emerging from the vent. Spencer isn’t far behind.

“nothing. don’t look at Ballora Gallery.” Gabriel murmurs. Spencer walks over to hug him as Mike moves to press the button on Funtime Foxys room. the stage is empty.

“no, I’m NOT shocking her!” Mike snaps.

great. it looks like everything is as it should be in 'Funtime Auditorium'.

“excuse me?” Garcia asks, shocked.

“but she isn’t there.” Spencer says.

“something has to be.” Mike mumbles.

there is no need to check on Baby tonight. please refrain from entering unauthorized areas. proceed directly to 'Funtime Auditorium'.

two vents pop open and the five stare.

“if we don’t need to check on her, why’d the vent open?” Spencer asks, crouching in front of the vent.

“you are not going in there.” Gabriel says firmly. Spencer looks confused.

“huh?” he asks.

“I’m going. you stay here. there’s only space for one person to hide and I know where its at.” Gabriel says. Spencer frowns at him, but moves out of the way. Mike glances into the vent and lets out a slow exhale.

“guess I’m going in.” Mike murmurs.

“not by yourself.” Jasper says firmly. “Spencer stay here and guard Garcia. whatever kind of Foxy is hanging out in there, we’re facing together. I’m faster.” Jasper adds. Mike glances at him before nodding a little.

“okay, just, for once, stay behind me.” Mike mutters, climbing into the vent. Jasper watches him a moment before following behind.

“those guess are cute together.” Garcia murmurs. Spencer moves to stand beside her.

Mike crawls through slowly.

“any idea what we’re facing?” Jasper asks.

“not really, but Ballora said that Funtime Foxy was… crazy, in best terms.” Mike mutters. “they don’t rent her out as often to play with kids because she’s erratic.” Mike adds. Jasper nods a little. he watches Mike climb out of the vent and follows him silently.

unlike Ballora, Funtime Foxy is motion-activated. for this reason, it's important to keep the room dark as to not accidentally activate her. you have been provided with a flash beacon. use it if you need to get your bearings and to ensure you don't bump into anything. however, use it as sparingly as possible. proceed forward to reach the 'Parts and Service' room.

Mike grabs the flash beacon off the wall, hesitantly.

“we need to get across the room as fast as possible, but crawling isn’t gonna be fast enough to get away from her.” Mike murmurs. he feels Jasper behind him, grabbing hold of the back of his shirt. “ready?” Mike asks softly.

“ready.” Jasper murmurs. Mike hits the button. the path in front of them lights up immediately. showing the path is clear. Mike nods to himself, stepping forwards carefully. they take a few steps and pause, Mike hits the button again. something jerks just off in the corner of the light and Jasper drapes his wrist over Mikes shoulder, pointing carefully.

she’s over there.

he can feel Mike nod.

I saw her too.

Mike reaches back slowly, grabbing Jaspers free arm and putting it around his waist, he wants the man to be as close as they can be.

stay close. don’t let go.

it would be disastrous if they got separated, as Mike had the only light. Jasper squeezes him gently.

I’m not going anywhere lovely.

Mike pushes the button on light and nearly freezes. the Foxy is almost in front of them. Jasper squeezes tighter.

that's a little close.

Mike nods a little.

I agree.

maneuvering around the Foxy is challenge they struggle to tackle the first time, but easily get through the next few times. silently conversing with one another, despite not being able to see each other. they push the door open carefully.

Motion Trigger : Parts and Service.

they have simultaneous sighs of relief and look around.

“no.” Mike murmurs softly, looking at Freddy.

it seems that Funtime Freddy is out of power, which should make your job much easier. the release switch for the chest cavity is located on the underside of the endoskeleton jaw. to reach it, we will first need to open the faceplates. you will need to press the faceplate release triggers in a specific order. and it's important to be as precise and as careful as possible. first, locate the small button on Freddy's face just under his right cheek and press it.

“no!” Mike shouts, walking over quickly. Jasper watches him reach out and cup the offlined bears face. “they powered him down! they shut him off! they, they, they’re monsters!” Mike shouts.

“Mike.” Jasper murmurs, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“no! look what they did to him!” Mike shouts.

“I know, I know. Mike, I know.” Jasper soothes gently, pulling him to his chest. “trust me, I get it.” Jasper adds.

“they want me to… they want me to pull his power source.” Mike mumbles.

“we don’t even have to do what they want Mike. we grab his chip and we get the hell out.” Jasper says.

“and what about the Foxy?” Mike asks. Jasper glances back at the door behind them.

“we need to get her out too.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods a little. “but we need to get Freddy out first. he’s already off, just grab his chip.” Jasper says.

“I can’t.” Mike murmurs, backing up. “look what they did to him, Jazz.” Mike says, turning to glance at him. he’s angry but Jasper can see the sadness in his eyes. Jasper nods a little.

“I know. they shut him down.” Jasper murmurs. he moves Mike out of the way carefully and steps in front of the Freddy. “I’ll get it.” Jasper assures. he leans the Freddy forward carefully. he pops the chip out easily, turning to Mike. “okay, lets save their Foxy.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods and pushes the door open carefully. Mike lets out a slow breath and flashes the beacon as Jasper closes the door behind them. he doesn’t see the Foxy, so he glances at Jasper, before turning back to the room.

“uh, hello?” Mike calls. he hears the sound of metal scraping on the floor and turns towards the sound. “excuse me? Funtime Foxy?” Mike calls, hitting the button on the beacon again. he stumbles back into Jasper a little when the Animatronic is suddenly illuminated. she’s staring at them angrily. her limited facial features show her glaring them down. “hi, I’m Mike. this is, Jasper.” Mike calls, motioning to Jasper.

“what are you doing?” Jasper mutters. “she looks pissed.” Jasper adds.

“never stopped me before.” Mike murmurs. he clears his throat. “Funtime Foxy, we’re here to help. we want to get you out.” Mike says. they both tense when they hear running towards them. “we don’t want to hurt you.” Mike manages. he flashes the beacon quickly, showing Foxy is now a foot in front of them. the beacon seems to startle her. “look, we don’t want to hurt you. we want to get you out of here. what I had to do that first night, that second night. I never wanted to do. we’re here to get you guys out.” Mike says, hesitantly stepping forwards. Jasper grabs hold of the back of his shirt.

“I don’t think so.” Jasper warns. “don’t get any closer to her.” Jasper murmurs.

“don’t be like that. if she was going to hurt us, she would have already.” Mike says. he brushes Jaspers hand off gently and steps closer. “I lost my flashlight so I can’t just hold the light.” Mike mutters. there’s some rustling behind him and a soft click.

“good thing I have mine.” Jasper murmurs. he trades the flash beacon for the flash light and Mike holds it so he can see Funtime Foxy.

“hi. we don’t want to hurt you.” Mike says, hesitantly stepping closer. “you’re not going to hurt us right?” Mike asks. she narrows her eyes at Mike, glancing over at Jasper. “I know the nightguard uniform makes me look bad, but I promise, we aren’t here to hurt you.” Mike assures. “do you… do you have something other than Funtime Foxy I can call you?” Mike asks. “seems… rude to call a lady by Funtime Foxy.” Mike says, shooting her a hesitant smile. she steps closer, making Jasper growls lowly. “easy Jasper. easy.” Mike soothes. he glances back at him.

“if she hurts you-” Jasper starts.

“she won’t.” Mike says firmly. he turns back to the Animatronic, who crouches down lower to be in his face. the glare falls from her face and she slowly opens her face plates. Mike pulls back some to give her room. “I… I don’t understand.” Mike says. she reaches up and points at one of the plates on her face. Mike glances down. “L.. Lizzie? Lizzie, your name is Lizzie.” Mike grins up at her. she nods once, closing her face plates. “hi Lizzie.” Mike smiles. her face plates shift and Mike nods, glancing at Jasper with a grin. “told ya.” Mike grins. Jasper rolls his eyes.

“yeah, I’m glad she didn’t hurt you, really.” Jasper assures. he steps closer. “Lizzie, we want to get you out of here. to do that we need to put you in another body. if you promise not to hurt anyone, we’ll bring someone in here that can help.” Jasper explains. she watches him.

“um, you can’t talk. I was warned, by Ballora. we saved her last night. can you just nod?” Mike asks. she looks hesitant but nods slightly. there’s an odd grinding sound that didn’t happen the first time.

“that sounds like it hurts, what about your face plates?” Jasper asks. “open them all the way for yes half way for no, can you do that?” Jasper asks. immediately, Lizzie’s face plates pop open.

“alright. good. if we bring someone in here to help you, will you be nice? you won’t hurt her?” Mike asks. immediately her plates pop open again. “good. Jasper can you go get Garcia?” Mike asks.

“yeah I’ll be right back.” Jasper assures. he heads over to the vent and climbs back in. Mike glances around with his flashlight.

“hey, whats that door over there?” Mike asks. Lizzie turns to look at it, then heads for the door. Mike follows her. she points to a sigh on it, Mike hadn’t seen in the lack of light. he squints to read it. “storage?” Mike ask. Lizzie's face plates pop open again. “thats got to be where the others are.” Mike says, reaching for the door knob. faster than he thought she could move, Lizzie grabs his wrist, side eyeing him. “Lizzie?” Mike asks. she stares at him a moment and he nods, pulling his hand back. “alright, sorry.” he murmurs. suddenly the lights come on. Mike glances up, looking over at the window.

”hey! that was me!”

Spencer waves out the window. Mike grins and waves at him.

“thats our friend, Spencer.” Mike says. Lizzie waves at the window. Spencer grins at them.

“I’m back.” Jasper calls, climbing out with one of the shells in his hands. Garcia pops out behind him happily.

“hi! Jasper tells me your name is Lizzie, I’m Garcia.” Garcia waves. “I’m gonna swap you into a new body.” Garcia says. Lizzie walks over, waving hesitantly. “don’t be nervous sweetie, I’ve got you.” Garcia smiles, sitting on the ground. Mike glances at the door again and heads over to it.

“Mike?” Jasper asks.

“I bet the others are in here.” Mike says. he pulls the door open and flashes the light over the room, curiously. “oh god, Bonnie!” Mike shouts, walking in quickly. Jasper follows him quickly.

“I wish you wouldn’t wander into the dark without me.” Jasper hisses. he pauses, flicking on a switch. Mike puts the flashlight in his holder, he’ll give it back later. he looks around.

“look, there’s Chica!” Mike says, shoving boxes out of his way. he climbs over a fallen shelf and pulls the boxes from her lap. she’s bright yellow and white, her face plates have some damage to the paint, but Mike doesn’t care. he pokes around, looking for her power modulator. “check the Bonnie. lets see if we can turn these guys back on.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods and walks over to the purple and white bunny. “they’ve taken her core.” Mike murmurs, dropping his head against Chicas. Jasper frowns, before sighing.

“his too.” Jasper murmurs. “come on, lets get them out of here and to Garcia. moving the suits will make room for us to poke around in here and see if anyone else is hiding.” Jasper says. Mike nods.

“I hate this.” Mike murmurs. he grabs hold of Chica, moving her carefully.

“I know. me too.” Jasper murmurs.

“you don’t get it.” Mike sighs.

“I do, it hurts you.” Jasper murmurs.

“it makes me think of you.” Mike admits. Jasper looks over.

“what do you mean?” he grunts, pulling Bonnie.

“it makes me think about what they did to you. leaving you broken and alone on that stage, just inches away from shutting off yourself.” Mike mutters. Jasper glances over at him.

“you got me out.” Jasper murmurs. “you’re getting them out too.” he adds.

“it hurts. I can just see you there.” Mike mumbles. ‘rotting on that stage… alone.” Mike manages, softly. he grunts, pulling Chica towards the door.

“lovely I’m not alone anymore. I have you.” Jasper murmurs. “I have Spencer, he’s like a brother. I have Reign, she’s like a sister. I have the others. Garcia, she’s there too.” Jasper assures.

“i know. you have that now.” Mike murmurs.

“I’m not alone and I don’t think about that stuff Mikey. I’m happy with you.” Jasper assures. he shoots Mike a smile as they drag the suits out. Garcia looks up shocked, before turning to the window.

“Spencer! bring me the other shells!” Garcia shouts.

“I’m gonna go back in and see if anyone else is hiding in there, you want to give Spencer a hand with the others?” Mike asks. Jasper nods.

“sure.” Jasper murmurs, heading towards the vent.

“Bonnie, Chica.” a voice says. Mike glances over.

“Lizzie.” Mike smiles. she waves a little.

“I… I haven’t seen them in years. they’re so… dusty.” she says, crawling over to the Chica. she hugs her chest.

“just hang on. we’re gonna get them out too.” Garcia assures. Mike heads back into the room.

he creeps around, moving stuff before something catches his eye. he frowns and walks over.

“woah.” Mike murmurs, pushing a shelf out of the way. it falls over with a clatter. suddenly something is running his way.

“Mike!” Jasper shouts, bursting into the room.

“I’m okay.” Mike soothes gently. “but I found something.” Mike murmurs. Jasper walks over quickly, pausing.

“my crew.” Jasper murmurs. Mike glances at him.

“huh? is that who they are?” Mike ask. Jasper nods.

“yeah… thats Horace, Archibald, Jenny, Amelia, oh! that's Hawk!” Jasper says, moving stuff out of the way so he can look.

“Hawk?” Mike asks.

“Hawkins, but we called him Hawk.” Jasper murmurs. “and here’s his kid, Oswald. this isn’t just my crew, some of these guys used to be on stage with the band.” Jasper says.

“there was more than just those three?” Mike asks. Jasper nods.

“back in the 70’s. when it opened. there was 13 of us, I think. I can’t remember.” Jasper murmurs. “over here, this is Frankie. he was named after the owners nephew, he and Oswald were meant to run around with the kids.” Jasper murmurs.

“we’re gonna need more bodies.” Mike mumbles.

“Doppler.” Jasper murmurs, crouching down.

“Doppler? what kind of name is that?” Mike asks.

“what kind of name is Foxy?” Jasper huffs. he leans forwards looking over the old owlish Animatronic. “they… they said everyone was shipped to another facility… they were just in storage?” Jasper asks.

“I don’t know Jazz, but I do know we have to get them out of here. help me drag these guys out.” Mike says. Jasper nods a little and pauses.

“wait, someone is missing.” Jasper frowns. Mike looks over.

“huh? who?” Mike asks.

“Elaina. she was a wolf. all the little girls used to love her. she was this sea blue color with little patches of… green? if I remember correctly. she was my right hand, my first mate. she was the first to go… I don’t see her.” Jasper murmurs, glancing at Mike.

“maybe they really were shipped out and these guys just got put in storage after a while?” Mike asks. Jasper nods slightly. “I’m sure she’s out there somewhere. maybe one day we’ll find her, okay?” Mike asks.

“right.” Jasper murmurs. he grabs hold of the first one he can and starts fragging them out. Mike does the same. they drag two out and head back for more.

“woah, I haven’t seen these guys in years.” Spencer murmurs.

“come help us grab some. there’s more.” Jasper says. Spencer nods, running over to help. they easily moves the bodies and Mike steps back into the room for one final check, while Spencer and Jasper help arrange their friends.

“we don’t have enough shells for them all.” Garcia says, looking up. Jasper frowns a little, holding the Freddy chip out to her.

“some of them will have to leave in darkness. we can’t help it, but its not forever.” Jasper murmurs. Garcia nods.

“I just… I know what Mike wants.” Garcia sighs.

“so do I, but its alright.” Jasper assures.

“where is Mike?” Spencer frowns, heading for the room. “Mike?” he calls. Jasper turns to look at the door.

“Spencer? everything okay?” Jasper calls. Spencer rushes back to the door.

“Mikes gone!” Spencer shouts. Jasper scrambles over quickly, shoving Spencer out of the way.

“Mike?” Jasper calls, looking around. “MIKE!” Jasper shouts. Spencer turns to look around the room. “he’s gone.” Jasper murmurs.

“hey his hat.” Spencer says. he picks it up and freezes. its covered in their android blood. “Jazz…” Spencer trails, turning with the hat. Jasper stills at the sight, watching the reddish liquid drip to the floor. later he’ll swear he heard something physically snap, but for the moment he’s surprised when Jasper rages. he picks up boxes and throws them, shoving shelves out of his way.

“MIKE!” Jasper shouts, practically throwing a shelf out of the way. “MIKE!” Jasper shouts. Spencer watches him frowning.

“Jasper, losing your temper isn’t going to get him found- hey!” Spencer yelps, turning to look at the box Jasper threw at him.

“this was your idea!” Jasper shouts, picking up some spare part from the floor that Spencer can’t see before its thrown at him. “it was your idea for him to come here! it was your idea for him to find this place! it was your idea for him to come in here! YOU got him hurt!” Jasper shouts.

“Jasper, Spencer! what the hell is happening?” Gabriel shouts, walking in.

“he got Mike kidnapped!” Jasper shouts. Gabriel looks confused.

‘help now, questions later.” Spencer says, dodging a broken piece of metal that's thrown at him.

“I told him this was dangerous! that he shouldn’t be the one to do this! that anyone else could do it! that I could do it! that someone other than him should come into a place like this!” Jasper snaps.

“Jasper, hey, we know Mike is missing-” Gabriel starts. he yelps diving to the floor when a large, broken, part of a shelf is thrown at him. “hey!” Gabriel huffs.

“kidnapped! hurt! Spencer did this!” Jasper growls.

“knock it off!” Garcia growls. Jasper freezes, arm pulling back with a chunk of, what appears to be, a motor in his hand. she can hear his vents huffing and from the sound, he’s beyond angry. “fight isn’t going to solve anything, where’s Mike?” Garcia asks, looking around.

“we don’t know.” Spencer says, holding out Mikes hat to her. she takes it, looking it over. suddenly Jaspers anger makes since.

“oh Mike.” Garcia murmurs, looking up at Jasper. the red head drops the motor, looking away from her, before he sighs softly. “we need to gather everyone up and get them back to the surface. we can come back and look for Mike when they’re all out of here.” Garcia says.

“absolutely not, I’m not leaving.” Jasper says, firmly. Garcia nods a little.

“alright. you stay here, we’ll be back to help. do you have your phone?” Garcia asks. Jasper reaches into his back pocket, pulling it out.

“yeah.” Jasper murmurs.

“good, we’ll be back in a few minutes.” Garcia says. Jasper huffs, turning to dig through the room.

he doesn’t even notice the others leaving, isn’t sure how long they’re even gone before his phone rings.

“what?” Jasper hisses.

”we can’t get back in.”

“what the hell do you mean Spencer?” Jasper growls.

”the elevator locked behind us, we can’t get back in.”

Jasper clenches his fists.

“FINE! I’ll find him myself!” Jasper growls. “you jackasses turn your back on him after he-” Jasper yelps. theres a sound of the phone clattering to the floor.

”Jazz?”

“Jasper!”

Spencer turns to the others.

“I lost Jasper.” Spencer murmurs.

Chapter Text

Mike groans lowly. shifting.

shhh… be still, and quiet.

“h-huh?” Mike manages. his head hurts.

you've been sleeping for quite a while. I think they noticed that you never left the building last night. the cameras were searching for you…

“where am I?” Mike mumbles softly.

but, they couldn't find you. I have you hidden, too well.

Mike looks around the best he can. he’s trapped in what looks like a suit. it appears to be one of the old spring lock suits.

I kidnapped you.

“who are you?” Mike asks. the voice doesn’t answer.

don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. I am only going to keep you for a while. try not to wiggle, though. you're inside something that came from the old pizzeria. I don't think it was ever used. at least, not the way it was meant to be used… too dangerous. it's just big enough for one person to fit inside. but, just barely.

Mike swallows hard, looking around. he tries his best not to move, glad he’s not human anymore, but he knows his body wouldn’t last if the suit locked around him.

uh-oh. it sounds like someone else is in the building. shh.

Mike thinks for a moment, about shouting for help, but decides against it. he’s not sure how the suit will react to loud noises.

I'll open the face plates for you. that way they can find you on the cameras. now all you have to do is wait.

Mike looks around. the plates moving reveal another suit next to him.

“what the hell?” Mike murmurs. he can’t tell who or what it is from where he’s sitting.

I recommend that you keep the spring locks wound up. your breathing and your heartbeat are causing them to come loose. you don't want them to get too loose. trust me.

Mike squirms the best he can, reaching to reset one of the locks. he doesn’t need to breath, but his body does create heat. how long could he keep himself alive in this suit? could he survive? would the others find him. he freezes hearing someone walking around.

“hello?” Mike asks.

“where ya hidden lad?” a voice asks, softly. Mike blinks, looking confused. its not a voice he knows and, while he doesn’t know if he can trust it just yet, whoever it is might be able to get him out.

“uh.. m-me?” Mike asks.

“nah, the ghostie ye got hangin’ ‘round, yes ye. where ya at?” the voice asks.

“o-over here. in this stupid suit.” Mike hisses. the foot steps get louder, before seeming to soften, like whoever it is, is nervous they might set off the locks. he can see a flash of blue, before a face bends down into his view.

“‘ello laddie! don’cha move. I’ll have ya out in a jiffy!”

Mike looks at her a moment.

“Elaina?” Mike asks. she pauses a moment.

“aye… that's a name I ain’ heard in a long time.” Elaina says. she looks a little confused. “but, how did ye know that?” Elaina asks.

“Jasper, he told me.” Mike says. “um, I mean, you knew him as Foxy.” Mike murmurs. she perks up.

“Cap’in Foxy? from the ol’?” Elaina asks.

“yes. please can you get me out? we can talk more later.” Mike begs.

“roight, sure. lemme set’cha free.” Elaina says. she opens the back of the suit and it hits the floor. after a mere second the locks snap back into place. Mike swallows trying to scoot out. he’s almost out when he moves wrong and part of the suit snaps onto his leg. Mike screams. “hang on.” Elaina says quickly. she pulls him from the suit quickly, before the rest of the locks can snap shut. Mikes breathing heavily, looking at his leg. its yellowish and looking at the rest of the suit, seems to be some sort of spring version of Chica, he’s never seen before, but it doesn’t matter to him. his lower calf has been crushed. he’s hyperventilating. he screams again and there’s a low groan.

“Mike?” Jasper manages.

“Jazz?” Mike asks, nervously.

“where are we?” Jasper mumbles. Elaina looks over.

“don’ move lad, I’ll get’cha out too.” Elaina says. she pops the back of his suit off as well, quickly kicking it out of the way before the parts can snap back into place, and Jasper falls out. he scoots back slightly, looking around.

“Elaina. you’re here.” Jasper murmurs. Elaina looks confused.

“did Cap’in Foxy tell ye ‘bout me too?” Elaina asks.

“no I… its not gonna make since-” Jasper trails.

“he is Foxy!” Mike snaps. Jasper looks over quickly and his eyes widen.

“Mike!” Jasper shouts, running over to him.

“i-it snapped on my leg.” Mike says, looking at him. Jasper kneels beside him.

“what do ya mean s’Cap’in Foxy?” Elaina asks.

“long story.” Jasper murmurs. “okay Lovely, m’gonna pick ye up.” Jasper murmurs, pulling him up onto his back. Mike whimpers, clinging to his back. he hugs his neck. “just take it easy.” Jasper murmurs. he turns to look at Elaina. “long story short. kids were murdered in the 80’s, stuffed into our suits and left to rot, then removed and buried under the stages. Mike here, found the bodies, set the spirits free and realized we were alive. he got us out of the restaurant, into different bodies to give us real lives, we go around to other Fazbear Entertainment facilities and save other Animatronics, we intend to do that with you as well but we were taken while looking for you. I know I don’t look or sound like the Captain you knew, but I have my accent turned off.” Jasper explains. his plating shifts to show his ears. Elaina blinks at him.

“I find it hard t’ believe yer Cap’in Foxy.” Elaina huffs. Jasper huffs, turning his accent on, he faces her.

“ye best believe m’Cap’in Foxy, the one an only. yer me roight hand, me first mate, an this is me boyfriend. we need t’ get’im outta here now,” Jasper says firmly. Elaina blinks at him frowning. he heaves a sigh. he knows he’s snappy. he shakes his head, marching towards the first door he sees. “lads and lassies, welcome t’ Foxy’s Pirate Cove. m’yer host Cap’in Foxy an this here be me first matey, Lieutenant Elaina, ye can call her El.” Jasper says. Elaina pauses. Jasper clears his throat. he glances at Elaina. “and that's where you jump into the crowd, waving your sword around, laughing like maniac and yelling at the kids you’re gonna steal their pizza if they can’t share and be nice.” Jasper explains. Elaina stares at him.

“it really is ye, ain’ it?” Elaina asks.

“yes.” Jasper says.

“and this is… yer new first mate?” Elaina asks.

“my boyfriend. he’s my partner.” Jasper assures. he shifts Mike one his back, making him whimper lowly. “I know, I’m sorry. we’ve gotta find Baby and get her out of here and anyone else we can find.” Jasper says.

“what about the suits we were in?” Mike manages. Jasper pauses and turns to look at the empty suits.

“I don’t know if they were ever sentient.” Jasper frowns.

“but if they have chips-” Mike starts.

“I can look but I’ll have to put you down.” Jasper murmurs.

“I can look.” Elaina says. “jus’ tell me where I need t’ look.” Elaina adds. Mike points, shakily.

“i-in the back of their heads is a small slot, it should have a chip in it. I just need them. please.” Mike says. Elaina looks at him, then glances at Jasper.

“any friend o’ the Cap’in is a friend o’ mine.” Elaina says. she heads back over to the suits. Jasper turns his head to look at Mike the best he can.

“hows your leg, lovely?” Jasper asks.

“it hurts. a lot. its leaking fluids, b-but the safety features Garcia put in are activating. my system will cut the artificial blood off from the area.” Mike mumbles.

“we need to get you to Garcia.” Jasper murmurs.

“what time is it?” Mike asks.

“I don’t know, I lost my phone.” Jasper mumbles. Mike reaches back into his back pocket with a wince, pulling it out.

“22 missed calls from Garcia and the others. its… its, almost time for my shift to start. we’ve been out a while.” Mike mumbles.

“can you call them, let them know we’re okay?” Jasper asks. “let Garcia know you need help?” Jasper asks. Mike makes an unintelligible noise, before his head slams against Jaspers and he drops the phone. the arm holding onto Jasper goes slack for a moment, before the rest of his body follows suit. “Mike? lovely? you alright?” Jasper asks. Elaina rushes back over, two chips in hand.

“I got’em Cap’in.” Elaina says.

“good, grab his phone.” Jasper says, motioning to the ground. Elaina looks down and picks it up as carefully as she can, holding it out to Jasper. he takes it carefully.

“do ye want me t’ take’im?” Elaina offers. Jasper seems hesitant, but its Elaina, he can trust her.

“please be careful with him.” Jasper murmurs. Elaina smiles at him.

“ya know me Cap, I couldn’ hurt ‘im, he means too much t’ ye.” Elaina assures, gently. she unloads Mike off his back, holding him carefully. Mike whimpers softly. Jasper brings the phone to his ear quickly.

”Mike! MIke are you okay!?”

“don’t yell in my ears.” Jasper says, shoving the door open.

”Jasper! where’s Mike?”

“he’s.. he’s here. he needs help. one of the Animatronics kidnapped us. his head is busted and they locked us in a spring lock suit. it locked down on Mikes leg.” Jasper says.

”how bad is it?”

“I don’t know he’s probably gonna need a new leg from the knee down.” Jasper says. “he’s unconscious.” Jasper says. he freezes, looking up. “oh shit.” Jasper mutters.

”Jazz? Jasper? whats wrong?”

“when can get guys get here?” Jasper asks.

”we’re already in route. try not to sound so panicked.”

“I gotta go.” Jasper says, hanging up quickly.

Garcia glances at Spencer then to Gabriel.

“that can’t be good.” Spencer murmurs. Garcia nods in agreement.

they waste no time parking and rushing into the building. none of them even bother to listen to the Handunit, desperate to get to their friends, they rush into the building. Garcia stops in main room, looking around.

“how do we get to them?” Gabriel asks.

“break the vents, get us inside. we have to find them.” Garcia says. Spencer nods and sets the bag he had down, he pulls out the crow bar he’d grabbed.

“alright, you can open up or I’m gonna break it open.” Spencer warns. he glances around.

“babe, what are you doing?” Gabriel asks, staring at him.

“Mike said the building was sentient, I’m attempting to give courtesy." Spencer says. Gabriel picks the bat up out of the bag.

“look me dead in the eyes.” Gabriel says. Spencer looks at him, confused.

“yeah?” Spencer asks. Gabriel grabs hold of his shirt, yanks him to his face, and glares.

“your brother is in there with his boyfriend, probably bleeding out because he got trapped into a spring lock suit, now break it down!” Gabriel shouts. Spencer glares immediately, turning around and slamming the crow bar into the vent door, denting it. “now you’re getting it.” Gabriel grins, turning to slam his bat against the other vent door. Garcia stares at them shocked.

Spencer manages to pry his side open first.

Funtime Auditorium Maintenance Vent Open

Spencer looks up.

“good, lets make sure we keep it that way.” Spencer growls, jamming the crow bar into it and wedging it open.

Ballora Gallery Maintenance Vent Open.

Spencer turns to Gabriel. he watches Gabriel jam something into the vent, wedging it open.

“alright, now what?” Gabriel asks.

“flick on all the lights.” Spencer says. they rummage through the panels, flicking buttons and switches until every light in both areas is on.

“how do we find them?” Gabriel asks.

“no idea but we get in there and we find them.” Spencer says, climbing into a vent. he heads into the Funtime Auditorium. “Jasper! Mike!” Spencer shouts. he looks around. Garcia and Gabriel come down a minute later.

“I’ll call Jasper.” Garcia says. she pulls her phone out and holds it up, putting it on speaker.

”can’t talk! busy!”

“Jasper where are you?” Garcia asks.

”dunno. somewhere in the Funtime Auditorium, quick close that!”

“I’m trying!”

“Jazz?”

“hang on, lovely, we’re a little busy! the door!”

“I’ve got the door, you get the vent!”

“Jasper what the hell is going on?” Spencer asks.

”last door! in the back!”

Jasper shouts, before hanging up.

“come on.” Spencer shouts. he runs towards the back of the large room, full speed. he’s no where near as fast as Foxy, but he breaks a personal record running to the door. he grabs it and throws it open, listening to Gabriel and Garcia running behind him. Jasper turns, scrap metal in hand and ready to swing. before he freezes.

“shit! Spencer! I’m glad to see you!” Jasper shouts, dropping the metal. he hugs Spencer, yanking him in. he yanks Gabriel and Garcia in as well. Jasper slams the door.

“whats going on here?” Garcia asks.

“somethin’ big be out there. we be fightin’ it off, but we can’ leave the lad.” Elaina says.

“Elaina?” Spencer asks. Elaina looks at him confused, then to Jasper.

“Bonnie, he goes by Spencer now. Freddy, he goes by Gabriel.” Jasper explains, pointing to them as he slams a nearby vent shut. something scratches on the other side. “Gabe, hold the door shut, we don’t need that think getting in here.” Jasper says.

“what is it?” Gabriel asks.

“not sure. Mikes over there.” Elaina says, pointing. she slams a second door shut. Garcia looks over, Mikes sitting propped up on the wall, in a puddle of artificial blood.

“Mike!” Garcia cries, crouching beside him. Mike whimpers, lifting his head. “I’m gonna cut off the flow, I can put more blood in, but I can’t fix your leg right now.” Garcia explains.

“G-Garcia?” Mike manages, blinking at her. he winces. “I fucked up.” Mike mumbles.

“I see that kid.” Garcia soothes.

“ye can’ fix’im?” Elaina asks.

“not here. we need to get him out.” Garcia says. “what the hell is out there?” she asks.

“some sort of failed animatronic. “ Jasper says. “its huge and its mean and its pretending to talk like Baby. we haven’t even found her.” Jasper adds.

“Mike needs to be a priority.” Spencer says.

“we tried getting him out, it just keeps going after him.” Jasper frowns. Spencer snaps his fingers.

“maybe its his uniform.” Spencer says. “maybe it recognises the uniform.” Spencer repeats.

“we can’t just strip him down.” Gabriel frowns.

“no, we just cover him up.” Spencer says. he pulls off his shirt and holds it out to Garcia. “put this on him.” Spencer says.

“you’re wearing two shirts?” Gabriel asks.

“its a ‘tank top’ according to Mike and I’ve started wearing it under my work clothes, but I kept forgetting so I wear one all the time. so if something happens and I get something on me at work, I can just wear my undershirt.” Spencer explains. Garcia works on getting the shirt on Mike carefully.

“we need to cover his face, if its his face it recognises, it might not let him out, uniform or not.” Gabriel frowns.

“does this thing need to go with us?” Garcia asks.

“its definitely some sort of alive. not sure if its sentient though.” Gabriel frowns, leaning around Jasper to slam the vent shut..

“you’re supposed to hold the door.” Jasper says. Spencer scrambles over quickly, grabbing hold of the door. “Mike wants to get everyone out. that means that thing has to come with us.” Jasper frowns.

“‘sides, he might know where t’ find this ‘Baby’ ye keep talkin’ ‘bout.” Elaina says. “Freddy come hold me door shut I be having’ an idea.” Elaina says. Gabriel frowns, but walks over to hold the door shut.

“Gabriel.” Jasper corrects gently, opening the vent and peering in.

“roight, sorry, habit mate.” Elaina says, glancing at Gabriel.

“its okay. you don’t mean anything by it.” Gabriel assures. Elaina walks over to the desk in the room, digging through it.

“what are you doing?” Spencer asks.

“my specialty.” Elaina says. Jasper grins at her.

“paper hat.” he says. Elaina nods.

“no one makes a paper Cap’in hat quiet loike me.” she grins.

“whats the hat for?” Garcia asks.

“to cover Mikes face.” Jasper says. “did you get everyone out yesterday?” Jasper asks.

“yeah, they’re all sitting in labeled containers at home, waiting for bodies. you guys were a little more important.” Garcia assures.

“not everyone.” Elaina says. Jasper glances at her.

“whose missing?” Jasper asks. “we grabbed everyone we saw.” Jasper frowns.

“ye ain’ see me did ya?” Elaina asks, grinning. “me and Edward got turned on a couple o’ years ago. we’ve been hidin; out ever since. told ‘im t’ stay put ‘til I came fer’im.” Elaina says.

“Edward?” Garcia asks. Eliana nods.

“we were meant t’ be twins. m’blue an green, he be green an blue. I be a Pirate, he be… well…” Elaina trailed.

“he was a host. he didn’t do so well with the kids. he was a Pirate but his tail got caught in the gears of the boat, they decommissioned him for a bit, brought him back as a host. still no tail. a kid got too close walking past him and he accidentally cut them with a sharp bit on his tail. they sent him out. he’s here?” Jasper asks. Elaina nods, turning with a hat in her hands.

“yeah he’s here. I won’ leave without ‘im.” Elaina says.

“no one left behind.” Mike mumbles quietly. Elaina smiles and kneels next to him.

“I can see why ye chose ‘im, Cap’in.” Elaina grins, glancing at Jasper. Jasper smiles at her a little. she puts the hat on Mike, carefully covering his face.

“alright, he’s all set. we need to get him out of here.” Garcia says. she glances at Jasper. “you’re the fastest. you need to carry him. stay in the middle of us. we don’t know if that things gonna follow us.” Garcia says.

“got it. come hold the vent shut El, I’ve gotta get him loaded up.” Jasper says. Elaina nods walking over. she quickly takes his place and watches him walk over to Mike. “alright Mikey, you know the drill. we’re gonna get you up on my back and get you out of here, okay?” Jasper asks. Mike gives a weak nod.

“how are you going to do that when he can’t stand up?” Garcia asks.

“same way I did before.” Jasper says.

“wait, if you hold him like that and that thing grabs him, or you fall, you’re gonna hurt his leg.” Gabriel says. Jasper pauses, thinking a moment.

“right well, I’ll…” Jasper trails a moment thinking.

“reverse piggy back. its the same thing just you carry him on the front instead of your back.” Garcia says, digging through papers on the desk. she starts grabbing things, throwing them into her back pack. “that way it can’t grab him from behind, you can’t out right land on or pull on his leg, and you still have your arms should you need them.” she explains.

“you’re not going to need them though. Gabriel and I will keep anything from getting to you guys.” Spencer assures.

“good enough for me, c’mere Mike.” Jasper murmurs, picking him up. the little bit of help Garcia could provide has Mike strong enough he can hold onto the other with his arms, burying his face into Jaspers neck, with a painfilled hiss. “I’ve got him.” Jasper says. Garcia reach's out and adjusts the hat on Mikes head to cover his face the best she can.

“alright we get out and make a run for the vent. everyone stays around Jazz. we protect Mike. once we get them up to the main room, we can find Baby and Edward. after we do that, we can see about getting a chip from that thing.” Garcia explains.

“sounds loike a good plan.” Elaina says.

“try not to out run us Jasper, we’re here to help.” Spencer says. Jasper nods, holding Mike tighter. the other man whimpers.

“lost y’light.” Mike mumbles.

“I’m not worried about a flashlight Mike. I’m worried about you. I’ll get us both new ones.” Jasper assures gently, shifting one arm to holds the back of Mikes head, kissing the side of it. “that stupid flashlight was due for a replacement anyway.” Jasper assures. he holds Mike tighter. “alright, we’re ready when you guys are.” Jasper assures. Garcia adjusts the hat again and nods.

“I’ve got what I could grab, lets go.” Garcia says.

they exit the room quietly, Jasper doing his best to keep Mike quiet. with the injured man in and out of consciousness, he really only has to soothe the occasional whimper.

they’re about halfway through Funtime Auditorium when something large steps in front of them.

“thats it.” Jasper murmurs, clutching Mike tighter and taking a half step back. Mike hisses lowly when his leg is bumped.

“sorry Mike.” Gabriel murmurs, staring at the creature in front of them. Elaina lets out a low howl like sound.

“ye get yer filthy paws, away from me sister!” a voice shouts. the mass of parts is tackled by a flash of green.

“Edward.” Elaina grins. Edwards flashes a smirk at her.

“don’ pick on me sister.” Edward growls.

“that thing… what if its got Baby’s chip?” Garcia asks.

“where would it be?” Gabriel asks.

“maybe in his head? I’m not sure.” Garcia frowns.

“ye need the head?” Edward asks, looking at Garcia.

“y-yeah, well the chip in the back of it, but like, I need it undamaged.” Garcia says quickly.

“okay. sure thin’ lass.” Edward shrugs. he reaches down and in one quick move, snaps the head off the creature. Garcias jaw drops and she stares.

“thats… that's one way to do it.” Spencer frowns. he slides it over to Garcia and smiles at her.

“only one way t’ take a monster out.” Edward grins. Jasper chuckles softly.

“you rip its head off and hope it stops squirming.” Jasper laughs. Edward turns to looks at him, confused. that wasn’t something he’d ever said in front of kids. it was just something and Foxy used to joke about back stage, after Edward accidentally took the head off a talking doll that creeped him out.

“how’d ye know that?” Edward asks, hesitantly.

“it be Cap’in Foxy.” Elaina grins. Edward looks more confused.

“I’ll explain later.” Jasper assures. “for now, we have to get you guys, have to get Mike out of here.” Jasper says. Edward glances at Elaina, who nods.

“we need to find Baby.” Spencer says. “you know Mike would be pissed if we didn’t get her out.” Spencer adds. Jasper frowns.

“the clown?” Edward asks.

“thats the one.” Jasper nods. Edwards frowns.

“I know where she be, but if’n yer lookin for her chip thingy, ain’ gonna be there. she been scooped.” Edward says. Elaina takes a step back.

“scooped?” Elaina asks.

“earlier today. she be actin’ up at a party. they scooped her. chip might still there.” Edward says.

“Jasper, you take Mike back to the main room, Spencer you go with them, we’re gonna go find her.” Garcia says.

“don’t have to tell me twice.” Jasper says, heading for the vent. Elaina helps him ensure he steps around the body laying on the floor, so he doesn’t drop Mike, then watches him head off. Spencer isn’t far behind.

“how are we gonna get him through the vent?” Spencer asks.

“I got an idea, but its not gonna be very comfortable.” Jasper mutters. “can you climb into the vent backwards. we’re gonna have to drag him. not like the shells. the shells don’t feel pain, he does.” Jasper murmurs.

“right I got you.” Spencer says. he manages to get himself into the vent backwards and Jasper kneels beside the vent.

“alright Mike. let go.” Jasper murmurs.

“no.” Mike mumbles.

“you have to let go so we can get you out.” Jasper frowns, pulling at his arms. Mike holds tighter for a moment before his arms drop. Jasper nods. “good, grab his hands Spencer.” Jasper says.

“this is gonna be, interesting.” Spencer mutters, grabbing Mikes hands. he carefully pulls Mike into the vent, crawling back some so the both fit. “and what are you doing while I drag your boyfriend?” Spencer asks.

“should something try to come up the vent from the Auditorium, it’ll grab me, not him and not you.” Jasper says. Spencer nods slightly. he pulls Mike into the vent further, giving Jasper some room to crawl in. Mike blinks up at Spencer, turning his head some.

“your dicks in my face.” Mike mumbles.

“well, don’t look at it. it doesn’t like confrontation.” Spencer grunts, pulling Mikes good leg up out of the way.

“disgusting.” Mike mumbles.

“like you’ve never had a dick in your face.” Spencer snorts, crawling backwards. Jasper snorts, careful not to touch Mikes bag leg. “this is gonna take forever.” Spencer says, crawling backwards. he drags Mike up underneath him again, wincing when Mike cries out in pain. “sorry. sorry.” Spencer murmurs.

“d-don’t…” Mike whimpers. “I-I’ll be okay.” Mike winces. Spencer nods slightly, crawling backwards.

it takes them longer than Jasper thought it would, having to stop when Mikes leg gets caught on part of the vent, and he needs a moment, but they get him out. Mike lays on the floor of the main room, whimpering lowly.

“take it easy lovely, we’re getting you out of here.” Jasper assures. “Mike?” Jasper asks, gently patting his face. Mikes head drops back, the world slowly going dark.

Mike groans lowly.

“Mike?” a voice asks.

“Garcia?” Mike manages, his eyes slowly opening. he blinks at her.

“hey, welcome back to the land of the living. managed to safe your leg.” Garcia says. Mike slowly sits up, rubbing his head.

“we get out?” Mike asks.

“yeah and we got everyone out with us.” Garcia murmurs. she motions to the side. Mike glances over, theres a large table with several containers, each labeled and holding a chip.

“thats a lot.” Mike murmurs.

“yeah, give me something to do for a while.” Garcia smiles at him. “I still have that puppet thing to work on.” she adds.

“still not cooperating?” Mike asks.

“she’s angry, too angry to wake up.” Garcia murmurs. Mike nods a little.

“hey, you’re awake.” Jasper sighs, looking relieved. Mike looks over, getting up. he hugs Jasper tightly.

“we did it. we got everyone we could find out of there.” Jasper assures. Mike nods a little, but hugs him tighter. Jasper holds him a moment before stepping back. “come on. lets get home.” Jasper murmurs.

“I’ll let you guys know when I get the next group up and running.” Garcia assures. Jasper nods, leading Mike out.

“we did it. I think the nightmare is over.” Jasper murmurs softly. he leads Mike out to the car and pauses. there’s a paper on the window of the car. Mike looks confused, before walking over. he picks up the paper.

“Freddy Fazbears Mega Pizza Plex.” Mike says. he turns to look at Jasper who heaves a heavy sigh.

Chapter Text

“are we ready?” Mike asks, looking at the others. Gabriel nods.

“yeah, its time they got to come back.” Spencer murmurs. Jasper shifts anxiously. they had decided to bring some of his crew back first.

“alright guys here we go.” Garcia murmurs. there's a low groan and two figures sit up quickly.

“Edward!”

“Elaina?!”

“easy guys.” Mike soothes gently. both turn to look at him.

“woah.” Edward murmurs. he feels his throat. “my accent, its gone.” he grins.

“mine too.” Elaina grins.

“I promised you both, didn’t I?” Garcia says.

“I just… when you shut us off…” Elaina trails.

“we understand. its alright.” Mike assures. she glances at him.

“hey! you’re leg!” Elaina grins, getting up. she stumbles a little, but easily seems to stabilize herself. she immediately launches herself at Mike, Jasper quickly stepping to the side. he struts her. “you did it!” Elaina squeals, hugging Mike tightly. the man laughs and wiggles free.

“okay okay. welcome aboard.” Mike smiles. “hey nice job on her eyes Garcia. the blue and green match her fur perfectly.” Mike smiles. Garcia nods at him. Elaina lets go and turns to her brother, grinning.

“Edwards are the same colors, just opposite. she said they were twins, they weren’t identical, but I wanted them to at least appear like siblings. it was easy since I worked on them together.” Garcia smiles.

“Eddie! Eddie look at us!” Elaina squeals. he gives her a hesitant smile.

“yeah, I see El. I see.” Edward murmurs softly. she hugs him tightly. she turns to Mike.

“we’re forever in your debt. whatever you need.” Elaina assures quickly.

“consider whatever debt you think you owe, paid. you got me out of that suit before it could completely snap on me. saved my life there. I can see why you were his number one on stage.” Mike assures gently. Elaina grins at him.

“old Captain Foxy could always trust his Lieutenant.” Elaina assures.

“but if you guys want to come work on my crew again, we still have a Freddy’s.” Jasper offers. Elaina stares at him a moment.

“I own this one. you don’t have to do anything you don’t want. hell Jamie, Nate, and Chasity moved off into their own place and jobs elsewhere.” Mike shrugs.

“I want to see kids again.” Elaina murmurs.

“and you totally can, but lets wake a couple more up, alright? we do four at a time.” Mike says. Elaina nods, looking at her brother. she glances back at Mike.

“who else is there?” Elaina asks.

“we’ve got Horace and Hawk. coming with us today.” Jasper says. Elaina groans.

“not Hawk.” she grumbles.

“whats wrong with Hawkins?” Garcia asks.

“he’s creepy!” Elaina huffs.

“no he’s not.” Jasper snorts.

“the way he watches kids is weird.” Elaina argues.

“he was programmed to watch them like that and make sure they left with the right adults.” Spencer argues.

“and I got rid of that. he’ll be fine.” Garcia assures.

“what about Ozzie?” Edward asks.

“Ozzie isn’t coming on yet. him and Frankie are just kids. I want the adults awake first so they can help adjust the kids.” Garcia assures, gently. Edward nods slightly.

“so what's up with Hawk?” Mike asks.

“nothing now. his programming was weird.” Garcia assures, gently. she wakes the golden haired man carefully. grey eyes slowly open and the man sits up.

“where am I?” Hawk mutters.

“Hawkins, remember? we’re in the lab here. Garcia built us new bodies.” Elaina says. Hawkins nods slightly, rubbing his head.

“Oz?” Hawk asks. he looks around quickly. “OSWALD!?” Hawk cries.

“easy. easy. his body isn’t finished yet. he’s alright. I’m still working on it.” Garcia soothes. Hawk looks over at her nervously. “your son is alright.” Garcia assures. Hawk nods hesitantly.

“look at you.” Jasper smirks, looking Hawk over. Hawk looks confused, glancing at Jasper, before he perks up.

“only one in the world has eyes that yellow.” Hawk says, getting up quickly. he trips and slams onto his face, scrambling to his feet quickly to yank Jasper into a hug. “Captain Foxy!” Hawk explains. Jasper laughs, hugging him tightly. he pulls back after a moment.

“its Jasper now.” Jasper assures. Hawk looks confused.

“what kind of name is that?” Hawk asks. Jasper shrugs a shoulder at him.

“needed a human name to blend in.” Jasper says. “and I like my name, thank you.” Jasper snorts. Hawk nods looking around.

“wow. hey, whose that?” Hawk asks.

“Horace.” Jasper says.

“aww man, really?” Hawk pouts. Jasper snorts.

“whats wrong with Horace?” Garcia asks.

“nothing, he’s just deaf. I don’t know if I remember the sign language. he was meant to be inclusive for deaf kids.” Hawk says.

“a deaf Pirate?” Garcia asks. Jasper glares at her slightly.

“he was a fine Pirate.” Jasper hisses. Garcia looks over.

“no, I know that, but I just meant, how does that even work?” Garcia asks.

“he was a cook, kind of. he did the same thing I did, only he was just for Cove parties.” Mackenzie says. Garcia nods slightly.

“that makes a little more sense.” Garcia says. “he won’t be deaf anymore. he didn’t want to be but he remembers the sign language. he wanted to make sure he did.” Garcia explains.

“so he’ll be fine?” Jasper asks. Garcia nods. she wakes him up gently. bright orange eyes open and he looks around.

“easy, easy. remember? we talked about this, hearing is going to be something you have to get used to.” Garcia murmurs, softly. Horace swallows hard, looking at her.

“your voice is nice.” Horace say, softly. Garcia smiles at him.

“Horace?” Jasper asks. Horace looks over, blinking.

“oh! Captain!” Horace shouts, scrambling to get up. Jasper moves quickly, catching him when he nearly falls.

“easy there.” Jasper soothes.

“wow you caught him but not me?” Hawk huffs. “you were always playing favorites Cap.” Hawk teases. Jasper chuckles and stands him up.

“s-sorry. hearing makes standing weird.” Horace says.

“yeah it does.” Jasper soothes. he helps the man stand up and steps back a little.

“you always were the best.” Horace murmurs. Jasper chuckles.

“its not Captain anymore, just Jasper.” Jasper assures gently. Horace nods a little. he hugs Jasper as tight as he can, clinging to him.

“when we were shipped out.” Horace mutters. Jasper nods a little, hugging him.

“I know. its nice to see you guys again.” Jasper says, glancing around. he steps back from Horace.

“alright, hi I’m Mike. you guys are gonna be come back with us, to my house. you know these guys. you’ve got Spencer, he was Bonnie. Gabriel, he was Freddy. that's Mackenzie, she was Chica.” Mike explains, motioning to the others.

“and who says we’re going anywhere with you?” Hawk growls, getting in Mikes face. Mike raises an eye brow at him, staring him down with a blank face.

“yeah, step back a little.” Mike says. Jasper steps between Mike and Hawk, shooting Hawk a warning glare. Hawk stares at him a moment, before his eyes widen and he takes a half step back.

“oh, sorry Captain.” Hawk says. Jasper straightens slightly. Mike leans around Jasper, looking unimpressed. he’s not worried about any of Jaspers crew, they still seem to respect him and he knows Jasper would take them down in a heartbeat if they tried to attack him.

“alright so, now that, that's handled. again, I’m Mike. come on, we’ll set you guys up in my house. tomorrow you can see all the fun.” Mike explains, smiling.

Mike heads for the van with Spencer, Mackenzie, and Gabriel. the others hang back as they walk to chat with his crew.

“so, you’re not a Captain anymore?” Edward asks.

“I am. I’m Captain Foxy, Pirate Fox that sails the seven seas, but only at work.” Jasper explains. he watches Mikes back with a small smile. “at home I’m Jasper, Mikes boyfriend and killer of spiders that come after him in the shower.” Jasper chuckles. Elaina laughs a little.

“he’s got spunk Cap.” Elaina snorts.

“I’ll say, didn’t even flinch when I came at him.” Hawk snorts. Jasper smirks at him.

“he knows you’re my crew and they if one of you managed to hurt him, I’d get you back for it.” Jasper assures. “he’s seen a lot, trust me, the only thing that really scares him, is spiders.” Jasper snorts.

“so why him? what's special about him?” Hawk asks. Jasper shrugs, chuckling.

“he’s Mike. he saved us from a world of hell I’ll explain later. they left me to rot on a stage and he was the one who noticed. he strong and determined, and he cares about us a lot more than anyone else does.” Jasper explains. “you should’ve seen how tore up he was getting when I didn’t think we were gonna find anyone. how angry he got when he saw they pulled power cores from some of the new Animatronics and left them to rot.” Jasper adds, glancing at his friends.

“so, he’s an eye for an eye guy?” Horace ask. Jasper shakes his head quickly.

“no, no. he’s more of uh…. no man left behind, kind of guy.” Jasper assures.

“so the spider thing?” Elaina asks. Jasper laughs, he sees Mike turn around and smile.

“he was in the shower about two weeks ago-” Jasper starts. Mikes face turns bright red.

“you tell them that story I’m gonna beat your ass!” Mike shouts. Spencer laughs, grabbing hold of him and turning him around. Jasper laughs.

“this big ass spider comes crawling down the wall. I’ve known Mike for five years and I have never heard him scream like that. came flying out of the bathroom stark naked, screaming there was something in the shower. I’ll give it to him, it was a big ass spider, ‘bout the size of my hand, but I couldn’t stop laughing. when I finally managed to squish the damn thing he wouldn’t even talk to me.” Jasper laughs. Mike glares at him over his shoulder and Jasper laughs harder.

“I’m still not talking to you just so you know.” Mike grumbles. Jasper chuckles softly.

“I don’t see anything particularly special about the singular human you picked.” Hawk frowns. Jasper glances at him.

“you will. trust me. you will.” Jasper assures him. “you’ll see him in action and you’ll realize whats special about him. theres no on like Mike and he’s not human.” Jasper adds.

“he’s not?” Edward asks, hesitantly. Jasper shakes his head.

“but he bled with that thing crushed his leg.” Elaina says.

“yeah and Garcia put a new one on him. he’s like us, an Android. he was human.” Jasper says. he pauses. “but I’ll tell you guys that later.” Jasper assures. Jasper loads them up into the van, looking into the back hesitantly.

“hey, Mack can rid up front if you want to ride in the back.” Mike assures, gently.

“no, I always ride up front with you.” Jasper says, closing the van door.

“this is different. these aren’t just friends, this is your crew.” Mike assures. “just ride in the back with them, alright? Mack’ll ride up front. you come home to me every night. we share a bed, we share more than just a bed. you’ll come back to me later. ride with your friends.” Mike murmurs. he pulls the slide door open, grateful they’d rented a different van. “Mack, come on, you’re up front with me.” Mike says.

“yes! finally!” Mackenzie squeals, climbing up front. Jasper climbs into the back. Mike slides the door shut and hops into the drivers seat.

Mike drives them back to the house, letting everyone out. he heads for his and Jaspers room. Jasper makes sure his crew gets inside, before he heads to talk to Mike.

“hey.” Jasper murmurs, shutting their door behind him. Mike glances over at him.

“oh, hey lovely, whats up?” Mike asks.

“thank you.” Jasper murmurs, pulling him to his chest. Mike smiles and hugs him, chuckling.

“for what Jazz?” Mike asks.

“everything. my crew. everything.” Jasper murmurs.

“I’m still working on tracking down the rest of the original crew.” Mike murmurs. Jasper shakes his head a little and kisses him, pulling him to his chest.

“I appreciate it.” Jasper murmurs.

“of course. now what are you doing in here?” Mike asks.

“showing my appreciation.” Jasper murmurs, kissing him again. Mike laughs a little, pulling back.

“knock it off. you’re supposed to be out there helping your friends adjust.” Mike murmurs.

“eh, the others have them handled.” Jasper assures, kissing his neck. Mike chuckles softly.

“trying to test out my new leg?” Mike teases.

“I can test out much more.” Jasper assures. Mike shakes his head.

“yeah not when we have a living room full of people.” Mike says, firmly. Jasper chuckles, pulling back.

“alright, alright. you’ve made your point.” Jasper murmurs, kissing him again. Mike chuckles, heading for the bathroom.

“I’m gonna go shower. I still have… whatever this is, on my leg from her doing more adjustments to fix it.” Mike mutters, turning around to head to the bathroom. Jasper grabs him and pulls him back against him. Mike chuckles. “you better put that away, before your friends notice it.” Mike teases, back to Jaspers chest.

“I tried, you told me no.” Jasper smirks. Mike laughs and pushes him back gently.

“you bet I did.” Mike murmurs, heading for the bathroom. he smirks over his shoulder at Jasper. “later though, promise.” Mike adds.

“what if I can’t wait?” Jasper asks, watching him. Mike laughs a little, walking into the bathroom.

“you will. if we have to go out and sleep in your boat for the night to have time away from everyone we will.” Mike assures. he closes the bathroom door, smirking at Jasper as he does so. “go behave.” Mike murmurs. Jasper huffs and heads out of the bedroom, but he’s got a smile on his face.

“where’s Mike?” Mackenzie asks.

“he has some sort of gel on his leg from an adjustment that Garcia made on his leg and he’s gonna shower it off.” Jasper shrugs a little. “so two of you are sleeping in here and two do you are in the bedroom across from Mack, Gabe, and Spencer.” Jasper says.

“where ever I go, Edward goes.” Elaina says. Edward squeezes her hand gently. “

“we’re a team.” Edward mumbles.

“guess you’re stuck with me, Horace.” Hawk grins at him.

“no problem with that.” Horace murmurs. “how long can we stay?” Horace asks.

“stay until you find somewhere else you can go.” Jasper shrugs.

“we’ve got us an apartment that we’re next on the list for.” Mackenzie says.

“really nice one too.” Spencer grins. “and we’ve been living here for 5 years. we’re finally next on the list.” Spencer adds. Horace nods at him.

“thanks.” Horace murmurs.

“no problem.” Jasper says. he looks at the clock on the wall and frowns. “anyone gone to set up the big party tomorrow?” Jasper asks.

“what party?” Spencer asks.

“oh shit, the field trip.” Mackenzie says.

“nah don’t worry about it. I was asking because Mike wants to head over to the Pizzeria and work on some of the stuff he’s been putting off for a while.” Jasper says. “I’ll set it up while we’re there.” he adds.

“you sure?” Mackenzie asks. Jasper nods.

“yeah, we’ve got it.” Jasper assures. he pops back into the bedroom, walking into the bathroom. “hey Mack forgot to set up for the field trip tomorrow.” Jasper says. Mike moves the curtain to look at Jasper.

“seriously? we’ve got 45 kids coming tomorrow for a school birthday party field trip.” Mike says.

“cakes are done, but the party stuff isn’t. so we’re going to set up the party and stay in the Cove for the night.” Jasper murmurs. Mike raises an eye brow at him.

“have I been neglecting you?” Mike asks. Jasper looks confused.

“neglecting? no, busy recovering and making sure the others were going to be okay and their bodies were built and they’d have places to stay-” Jasper lists. Mike stops him, shaking his head.

“alright. alright. I’ve been neglecting you.” Mike murmurs. he reaches out and pulls him close, kissing him deeply. he smiles at Jasper. “okay. let me finish cleaning this shit up. its.. disgusting. and its goopy, then we can get dressed and head that way. though it sounds like we’re gonna have to put the party set up aside for a little fun first. I’ve been busy for the past couple of weeks.” Mike admits, leaning out to kiss the others cheek.

“you were helping me get my crew back. its not neglect. I’m not needy.” Jasper snorts. he pauses a moment, thinking. “well, okay, not as needy as I used to be. I do need your attention. you’re gorgeous and its nice.” Jasper murmurs softly, kissing him. Mike chuckles softly, pulling himself back into the shower. “you have that gunk, all up the back of your leg.” Jasper says. Mike moves his leg out of view quickly.

“don’t look at that.” Mike mutters. Garcia was still working on his leg and the temporary he’s got doesn’t have any synthetic skin on it, its just a white shell. Garcia had simply replaced his whole leg instead of just below his knee, worried that there was more damage to his leg than she could see. Jasper frowns.

“why cause its orange?” Jasper asks. Mike watches him a moment, before he silently realizes something. of course, Jasper wouldn’t find him having a barely leg bothersome or disturbing, the man had been a broken down Animatronic for years. “I don’t care how your leg looks.” Jasper huffs, rolling his eyes.

“I… I know.” Mike mutters. Jasper raises an eye brow.

“you know I looked worse than that.” Jasper says. Mike frowns.

“that doesn’t make me feel any better.” Mike huffs. “I don’t like it and I wish it didn’t look like this, but I told her to put my leg aside. I can walk. your friends were more important.” Mike mumbles.

“she’ll get your leg fixed.” Jasper murmurs. he leans forwards and kisses Mike, not caring the water is soaking him. he gently caresses the seam of Mikes new leg, before pulling back. he smiles a little. “I don’t care what it looks like though. you’re still Mike.” Jasper murmurs. he pulls his hand back making a face and flinging the orange gunk from his fingers. “even if your leg is gross.” Jasper frowns, looking disgusted. Mike laughs a little. “what is this?” he asks, glancing at Mike.

“Garcia says its something that helps our joints stay greased. that it wasn’t a big deal that it leaked out a little. I just need to clean it off and the rest will stay inside my body.” Mike mumbles.

“you’re missing the back of your leg.” Jasper murmurs. Mike turns trying to see the back of his leg, before glaring at Jasper.

“get it off my leg.” Mike huffs, holding the rag out. Jasper lays and carefully cleans around his joint and the back of his leg. Mikes shifting makes more squeeze out of the back of his knee, that Jasper easily cleans up.

“alright, I think I got it all. you dry off, I’ll meet you outside.” Jasper says. Mike nods.

“thank you.” Mike mutters. Jasper nods and heads to the bedroom. his shirt is soaked, so he swaps it for a new one and steps out of the room.

“did you guys know our joins are lubricated with a nasty, goopy, thick, orange substance that smells like metal shavings and burnt rubber?” Jasper says, scrunching his nose.

“what?” Spencer asks. Jasper points behind him.

“apparently Garcia put too much into Mikes new leg and I just spent 10 minutes helping him clean the extra out of the back of his knee.” Jasper frowns.

“thats disgusting!” Mackenzie mutters, looking at her hands.

“soon as he gets out we’re going to set up the party and catch up paperwork.” Jasper says.

“have fun.” Spencer says.

“right, nothing more fun than paperwork.” Jasper mutters, rolling his eyes.

“isn’t that gonna take you guys a while?” Mackenzie frowns. Jasper shrugs.

“theres a bed in the Cove.” Jasper shrugs. “not that he’ll sleep in there, but there are other bed he’ll willingly stay in.” Jasper says.

“I’ll stay in what?” Mike asks, walking out. he’s drying his hair with a towel.

“nothing, come on, lets head out. you’ve got paper work and I’ve got a party to set up.” Jasper says. Mike scoffs.

“fine.” Mike mutters, grabbing his hat. he follows Jasper out the door.

“whats up with the hat?” Elaina asks. Gabriel frowns a little.

“thats a story Jasper and Mike should tell.” Gabriel murmurs, looking out the window. he watches Jasper and Mike back out of the drive way.

Mike laughs, glancing at Jasper.

“you told them we were doing paperwork?” Mike asks. Jasper glances at him.

“yeah. while I’m setting up for the party, you have paperwork to catch up on.” Jasper says. the amusement turns into disgust.

“if you expect me to do paperwork on my day off, you’re wrong.” Mike says. he huffs, turning back to the road. Jasper snorts.

“don’t be a baby about it.” Jasper chuckles.

“if you expect me to satisfy your horny mood after doing paper work, you’re wrong.” Mike says firmly.

“I don’t.” Jasper shrugs. “before paperwork was my plan.” Jasper snorts. Mike rolls his eyes, sighing. Jasper chuckles. “oh come on Mike. we work out a little frustration before you do the paperwork, you might actually get it done today. you’ve fallen behind recently.” Jasper smirks.

“you have a point, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.” Mike mumbles. Jasper chuckles a little.

“we still have the flyer to worry about.” Jasper murmurs. Mike groans.

“we’re running out of space to put these guys.” Mike murmurs.

“we have space in the pizzeria. Jamie, Chasity, Reign, and Nate got their own places so they don’t need their beds anymore.” Jasper says. Mike nods slightly.

“right and we’re gonna do some reconstruction on the pizzeria if your crew wants to stay.” Mike murmurs. “we’re going to have to see what we can find out about that Mega Pizza Plex.” Mike adds. he parks in front of the pizzeria looking up. “come on, I guess I’ve got paperwork to do.” Mike murmurs. he gets out and Jasper follows him.

“hey, excuse me, I think I made other plans for us.” Jasper smirks, grabbing Mike. he throws the man over his shoulder, making Mike laugh.

“I thought you said you weren’t feeling neglected?” Mike laughs.

“I’m not.” Jasper smirks. he drops Mike down and grins. Mike pauses looking around.

“what… Jasper what the hell?” Mike asks. Jasper shrugs.

“you didn’t think I brought you all the way out here just to have sex with you, did you?” Jasper asks. Mike looks at the table in front of him. “I set up a projector in the Cove too, so we can watch a movie.” he adds. Jasper flushes slightly, looking at him. “I know we don’t need to eat, but you enjoy it sometimes, so I got us something, didn’t cook, we know how that went last time..” Jasper murmurs, rubbing the back of his neck. Mike looks around. Jaspers turned the lights on and they’re pointed at the table.

“Jazz…” Mike murmurs, looking around. he turns to Jasper. the red head shrugs a little, flushing more. “its… why’d you do this?” Mike asks.

“whens the last time we did anything for you?” Jasper asks, softly. “when have we ever done anything nice for you?” Jasper asks. Mike laughs a little, smiling.

“y’know, I didn’t think I found a romantic. I knew you were sweet, even if you pretend to be all tough, I know you’re a sweetheart, but I never expected you to set up something like this.” Mike murmurs.

“thats kind of why I did it, to be honest. you’ve never expected anything, nothing, in the five years we’ve known each other. you’ve done a lot for us, for me. you got me out hold of the spirits, free from the Cove, into a working body, gave me a someone to love.” Jasper murmurs. “you found my friends and… you helped me burn that stupid sign.” Jasper laughs a little. Mike snorts. “you’ve done so much for us. it was time for me to give something back. you never expect anything, so I thought it would mean more.” Jasper murmurs, rubbing the back of his head. he looks at Mike, fiddling with his fingers. “the others knew, that was all a ploy to get you out of the house.” Jasper adds.

“aww Jazz.” Mike murmurs, hugging him. he yanks him down into a kiss. “you’re so sweet.” Mike mutters.

“so, do you want to eat and watch a movie?” Jasper asks.

“sure.” Mike murmurs.

“we don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Jasper says quickly.

“you put a lot of time into this.” Mike says.

“time? Mike I ordered food, if you don’t want to eat it, that's fine, we watch the movie and hang out in the Cove.” Jasper assures.

“but what about the party?” Mike asks, worriedly.

“all set up and ready to go. we even got your paperwork done for you.” Jasper assures. “just gotta take this table down and its ready.” Jasper explains. Mike smiles at him. Jasper takes his hand and pulls him off to his Cove. the tables have been pushed out of the way. there’s blankets on the floor and a large picture is cast on the wall in the Cove, over a sheet. Mike smiles.

“what movie did you pick?” Mike asks. Jasper flushes darker and walks over to the blankets on the floor. he picks up a movie case from beside the projector.

“you told me once it was your favorite movie as a kid.” Jasper murmurs, holding the case out to him. Mike takes it looking confused. he flips the case over and grins.

“Treasure Planet?” Mike asks, grinning at him. Jasper shrugs a shoulder. “where the hell did you find a copy of Treasure Planet?” Mike asks.

“well, actually, Reign found it. she was over at a friends house and they had it on the shelf. she asked if she could borrow it for a friend and the girl gave it to her. said she didn’t watch it anymore. she gave it to me, for you.” Jasper admits. Mike smiles at him.

“really? they just gave it to her?” Mike asks. Jasper shrugs, smiling a little.

“yeah.” he murmurs. “I got popcorn.” Jasper adds. Mike laughs and takes his hand, heading for the blankets.

“come on, this is the greatest movie of my childhood. I burned through like 5 copies after the accident, because I’d play it on repeat… I couldn’t remember watching it.” Mike snorts. Jasper smiles at him. “come on, you’re about to see the movie that gave me my love of Pirates.” Mike murmurs. Jasper perks up a little.

“so it is a Pirate movie.” Jasper grins. Mike nods at him.

“the first one my mom ever showed me, actually.’ Mike grins. he sits on the blanket and pauses. “actually, come to think of it, I think this movie is also where I figured out I liked guys.” Mike snorts. Jasper looks over.

“what?” Jasper asks.

“don’t worry, he’s a fictional movie character.” Mike assures. Jasper rolls his eyes.

“even if whoever it is, wasn’t I don’t think I’d have much competition.” Jasper shrugs. “ I mean, I’ve already got you,” Jasper adds, pulling him closer. Mike laughs and leans back against some of the pillows, pulling Jasper back with him. Jasper goes easily, pulling Mike to his side, to kiss his head. he reaches back and presses play on the projector. “alright Mikey, show me what I’ve been missing.” Jasper murmurs.

not even halfway through the movie, Jasper pulls Mike into his lap, letting him lean back against his chest. Jaspers arms tightly around his waist, eyes focused on the screen. its amusing to Mike, leans back a little more, forcing Jasper to lean back instead of them both being hunched over. Jasper doesn’t even seem to notice, watching the movie. until Mike squirms, rolling his shoulders.

“quiet squirming.” Jasper murmurs, kissing the side of his head. Mike chuckles softly.

“don’t squeeze me so hard. my joints are starting to hurt.” Mike says. Jasper grunts at him, but does loosen his hold slightly. “shame you’re busy with the movie.” Mike teases.

“m’watching.” Jasper mumbles. Mike chuckles softly, leaning back against him. its not late, but he knows by now, its getting dark outside. he figures it would be alright to nod off a little bit, though its hard to resist when he’s cuddled against his boyfriend like this.

despite having cleared the Animatronics and, hopefully, all the spirits out of Circus Baby’s pizza, Elizabeth still haunted his dreams. he was nervous to fall asleep, but it was near impossible to resist. Jasper is always so warm and his embrace is always so inviting. he drops his head back against Jasper, who doesn’t even seem to notice, and lets himself fall asleep. he’s sure Jasper will wake him when the movie is over, if didn’t accidentally ruin the movie with a nightmare first.

“I see why you like that movie.” Jasper murmurs, glancing down at Mike. he pauses. Mike snoring softly, head dropped back. Jaspers careful, if he moves too much, Mikes head will flop off his arm and probably snap him awake. Jasper carefully unwraps one of his arms from around Mikes waist, reaching up to gently cradle the mans head, so it won’t jar him awake. with Mikes head held firmly against his chest, Jasper easily adjusts the smaller so he can scoop him up, more easily said than done from his sitting position, but he manages to do so without waking Mike. the other appears to be sleeping pretty good and he doesn’t want to risk waking him and ruining that, not yet at least. Mike shifts when Jasper lays him on the bed. “shhh. you sleep here while I clean up some.” Jasper murmurs.

Mike mumbles softly, curling up under the blanket happily.

“right, you stay here.” Jasper murmurs, kissing his head. he smiles before walking off.

Jasper comes back after a few minutes, having cleaned up the table and blankets. he crawls over Mike, wiggling under the blanket.

“hey you.” Jasper murmurs, nuzzling his face into Mikes neck. Mike blinks awake, slowly.

“hmm?” what are you doing?” Mike murmurs, wrapping his arms around him.

“unless you want me to leave you alone, I wasn’t really done appreciating you and everything you’ve done for me.” Jasper murmurs. Mike snorts.

“I thought you didn’t bring me here for sex.” Mike mumbles.

“I didn’t bring you here just for sex, but there was no way you’d have enjoyed it at home, too many people for you.’ Jasper murmurs, softly. he kisses Mikes neck, laying down over the other. “but I will get off and leave you alone if you want.” Jasper murmurs.

“you’re not going anywhere.” Mike huffs, pulling him down into a kiss. Jasper chuckles.

“you would’ve been just as happy to skip the movie, wouldn’t you?” Jasper asks. Mike gives him a sleepy look and huffs.

“I think I did.” Mike admits. Jasper laughs.

“do you want me to get off of you?” Jasper murmurs. Mike holds tighter to him.

“no.” Mike mutters. “you can’t come over here and wake me up, then leave me.” Mike huffs. he pouts a little, pulling Jasper down into another kiss. Jasper slides his hands up under Mikes shift, pushing it up. they break apart just long enough for Jasper to mush Mikes shirt over his head. Mikes happy to let him do so, but pauses, when he attempts to pull Jaspers shirt off, only his arms aren’t moving. Mike pulls back, blinking at him confused. he tilts his head back and huffs, pulling on his wrist. “did you… did you just tie my hands to the bed with my shirt?” Mike asks.

“sure did.” Jasper smirks. Mike looks at him, confused.

“why?” Mike asks. Jasper chuckles.

“told you, I’m not done appreciating you.” Jasper grins. Mike frowns.

“and what, I can’t appreciate you at the same time?” Mike asks, tugging on his wrist again.

“nope. not tonight.” Jasper murmurs, digging his face into Mikes neck, gently biting the sensitive flesh. Mike groans lowly.

“fuck.Jazz. you always go for that same spot.” Mike groans. Jasper chuckles, licking the bite gently.

“I like the noises you make.” Jasper admits, “turns you all red and you make the prettiest sounds.” Jasper murmurs, biting his neck again. Mike groans, moving his head to side, face growing redder at Jaspers words.

“Jazz, c’mon. do you have to tease?” Mike groans,

“its much more fun when you can’t push me away and it doesn’t even have to be sexual.” Jasper murmurs, lifting one of his hands. Mike squirms immediately.

“don’t! don’t do it. Jasper, I promise you that will absolutely make me kick you off. there will be no sex and no appreciating anything other than the fact I’m not going to kick you full force in the nuts, just half. don’t tickle me. that's just torture.” Mike begs. his face flushes more, trying to squirm away from Jasper. with the biggers weight and his hands tied to the bed, he’s not moving. Jasper laughs, kissing his neck, hands slipping down to grip Mikes hip, carefully moving himself to pin Mikes legs down, a sorry attempt to protect himself, should Mike make good on the threat.

“what, you’re really gonna kick me if I tickle you?” Jasper chuckles.

“I will kick you so hard, Garcia is gonna have to build you a new dick.” Mike warns. Jasper winces a little.

“alright, alright. point taken, no more teasing, promise.” Jasper murmurs. he chuckles softly, lifting himself up to pull his own shirt off. he leans over Mike, adding his shirt to Mikes, insuring he can’t get free.

“this isn’t fair.” Mike pouts, tilting his head back to watch Jasper. “I can’t even make you give me a kiss.” Mike huffs. Jasper laughs a little, leaning down to kiss the shorter.

“you’re not getting out of this.” Jasper murmurs, running his hands down Mikes sides. Jasper pulls back, to fumble with Mikes belt buckle. “you and this fucking belt buckle.” Jasper growls lowly. Mike snorts softly.

“its the only one I could find that would keep my pants up while running from you guys.” Mike murmurs. Jasper growls lowly, dropping his head on Mikes chest.

hands“why did you wear this.” Jasper mutters.

“seeing you try to figure it out is cute, plus I thought I would be allowed to get my own pants off.” Mike snorts, watching him a moment. Jasper lifts his head, glaring at Mike before leaning over the side of the bed. Mike watches him. Jasper sits back up with his blade in hand. “no. no, baby, don’t cut my belt. its a good belt. Jasper, don’t cut my belt, I love this belt, don’t ruin my belt, baby don’t cut my belt.” Mike begs.

“I’ll replace it.” Jasper assures, carefully cutting through it. Mike groans, dropping his head back.

“I could’ve gotten that. you just had to untie my hands.” Mike groans.

“thats okay, it was wearing out anyway, been five years. I’ll buy you a new one.” Jasper assures, yanking Mikes pants off. he sits up unbuckling his own pants and tossing them off with Mikes. he runs a hand up Mikes length, smirking when his lover bucks against him, moaning lowly. “fuck you’re beautiful, you know that?” Jasper asks. Mike pulls at his wrists.

“come on, let my hands go.” Mike whines. Jasper chuckles, leaning over him to sink his teeth into the others neck, while fisting a hand in Mikes hair, yanking his head back to give himself more room. the sounds Mike makes, arching up off the bed, nearly has Jasper giving his game up, but he’s determined to show Mike how much he appreciates him.

“have I ever told you how much I love you like this?” Jasper asks, watching Mike squirm. Mike looks down at him, face bright red. “all flush and sprawled out for me. you know you make the prettiest little sounds, hmm?” Jasper asks, running his tongue up Mikes chest. Mike groans lowly.

“you are such an ass.” Mike grunts. “you… you cut my belt, tied my , you bite me. uunngghh~” Mike groans, bucking up under him. Jaspers hand around him, is tight, slicking up with the artificial fluids Garcia had programmed them with.

‘the only sounds I want to hear out of that pretty mouth of yours, are ones just like that. quit complaining and enjoy it.” Jasper murmurs. he kisses Mikes chest, “I’ve been planning this for a while, doing a little research. humans are very fond of sex.” Jasper murmurs softly, leaning up to kiss Mikes jaw gently, keeping a firm hold on his hair.

“re-research?” Mike manages. he strains against his restraints, arching up off the bed. “y-you looked up porn on my laptop? nnghh~” Mike moans, when Jasper bites his neck. Jasper chuckles, leaning back to look him in the eye with a cocky smirk, letting go of Mikes hair.

“where do you think I learned how to use your shirt like that?” Jasper asks. Mike watches him a moment, the smirk turns devious as he leans down, lips brushing Mikes, but pulls back when the other leans forwards. “s’not the only thing I learned either.” Jasper murmurs, leaning forwards. Mike doesn’t even bother to lean up this time. Jasper is playing a game. he wants control, Mike will let him have it. Jasper rests his forehead against Mikes. Mike watches him and for a moment Jasper almost decides to end his game again. there’s no fear, no worry. Mike’s not scared. his eyes, lustful as they may be, are full of love and love means trust. he may not know what Jasper has in store, but he trusts the other to do what he pleases. Jasper dips his head down, kissing Mike gently. he pulls back kissing down Mikes neck.

“Jazz, you’re driving me nuts.” Mike murmurs. Jasper chuckles, softly. “all your fucking teasing- ah!~” Mike groans, arching up. he certainly hadn’t expected Jaspers warm, wet tongue on the under side of his length. his surprise cry turns into a long moan when Jasper does it again. he bucks his hips, before Jasper holds him down. Mike lifts his head, panting. he stares down at Jasper, face the darkest red Jaspers ever seen on him. Mike pulls on his wrists, watching him.

“keep pulling and you’re gonna hurt yourself. those aren’t gonna give.” Jasper snorts, glancing up at him. Mike groans, dropping his head back, fingers flexing, itching to touch. Jasper crawls back up and kisses him. Mike groans, watching him, lips red and spit shiny. Mike recognizes, just barely though his haze, the Jasper is intentionally producing more artificial saliva than normal. he gets not chance to question it, before Jaspers holding his hips down and swallowing him down. Mike bucks up, but Jaspers weight doesn’t budge, holding him firmly.

“J-Jazz~” Mike moans. he lifts his head, chest heaving as he stares down at Jaspers head bobbing in his lap. “o-oh fuck~ Jasper, fuck.” Mike groans. Jasper pulls back, chuckling he drops his face into Mikes thigh, smirking, before he bites the skin there. Mike groans.

“keep saying my name like that, and its going to be a long night.” Jasper murmurs. he lifts his head back up and sucks down his length.

its not long until Mike is begging for Jasper not to stop and warning him.

“please, fuck fuck, Jasper, fuck!” Mike manages. he arches his back, thighs trembling. he tries not to squeeze Jasper with his thighs too hard, but he can’t help it. he can’t even warn the other properly, barely managing to stammer out his name, before his body locks up and his vision goes white.

Mike blinks his eyes open, not sure when he closed them, chest heaving. he pauses a moment, Jaspers leaned over him. he unties Mikes hands. his arms immediately wrap around Jasper, pulling him into a kiss. he pauses, pulling back.

“why do you taste like strawberries?” Mike mutters.

“ask Garcia, I don’t taste like anything, you taste like strawberries.” Jasper murmurs. Mike scrunches his face a little. “when you can walk, we’ll clean you up in the shower, but we’re far from done.” Jasper grins. Mike drops his head back planting.

Chapter Text

Mike holds up the camera and smiles.

“hi! I’m Mike Schmidt, you might recognize me as the owner of the Local Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria. well, to show you guys that Freddy’s isn’t just for kids. we’ve decided to start a TikTok. a lot of you don’t realize that these guys have a life outside of the Pizzeria, they have stage names there and real names here. we won’t be sharing their personal names as not to confuse children.” Mike explains. he picks the camera up, walking outside. “we will, however, be showing you a day in the life outside of Freddys. the pizzeria is closed today, some kid had a vomit fest in the main room, so they’re doing a deep clean.” Mike smiles.

“who are you talking to?” a voice asks.

“oh hey Freddy, remember that TIkTok account I was telling you I was gonna start?” Mike asks. he nods. Mike turns the camera to him. “say hi.” Mike smiles. Gabriel waves at the camera.

“hey, I’m Freddy.” Gabe waves.

“wanna show them what you do outside of work?” Mike asks. Gabe shrugs.

“well, usually, this.” Gabe grins and takes off running for the pool. he jumps off the deck and dives into the pool. Mike laughs. Gabriel pops back up laughing. “but for real, we spend a lot of time outside. all of us, not just me. I enjoy kareoke, which is not all that surprising, but we’re not who we are on stage.” Gabe explains.

“yeah-” Mike starts. he’s cut off with a loud crash.

”damn it, MIKE!” Jasper calls. Mike looks over quickly.

“that was Foxy.” Mike mutters, heading for the stairs quickly.

“that can’t be good, he was working on his motorcycle.” Gabe says, leaning over the side of the pool. Mike runs down the stairs and heads around the house.

“what happened?” Mike asks, running over. Jasper sits up, holding his head.

“the bike fell over.” Jasper hisses. Mike frowns, turning the camera around. he’s not sure about the blood allowance on TikTok.

“oh my god, you’re an idiot.” Mike says, walking over quickly. “hang on guys, I’ll be right back.” Mike says, ending the recording. Mike quickly stands the bike up, putting the kick stand down. “what the hell did you do Jazz?” Mike frowns kneeling beside him.

“it fell over on me.” Jasper mumbles. “who were you talking to?” Jasper asks, moving his hands to let Mike look his head over.

“I was making a TikTok, like we talked about.” Mike mutters. “come on, it doesn’t look bad, I wanna clean it up first, I don’t think we’re gonna need Garcia.” Mike says, helping him up. Jasper leans on him, groaning. “okay, come on.” MIke murmurs, leading him to the house.

“woah, what happened?” Spencer asks, leaning out the door.

“Jaspers motorcycle fell over on him. can you grab my phone while I get him cleaned up. be careful I was recording a TikTok for the new channel.” Mike says, helping Jasper into the house.

“I’m bleeding on the floor.” Jasper mutters. he groans lowly.

“thats okay.” Mike assures, leading him to the bathroom. he pushes Jasper down on the toilet lid. “stay here.” Mike murmurs. he heads off and grabs a wash cloth. he comes back press a damn rag to the wound.

“how bad is it?” Spencer asks, walking in.

“can’t tell. I’m trying to get it to stop bleeding.” Mike mutters, leaning down to look. “it doesn’t look too bad. can you go get the first aid kit?” Mike asks. Spencer nods.

“yeah I’ll be right back.” Spencer says, putting Mikes phone on the counter. Mike glances at it, its screen is off, so its not recordering. he nods and turns back to Jasper.

“alright, tilt your head back, let me see.” Mike murmurs, gently pushing his chin up. Jasper tilts his head back.

“I’m okay. don’t think it knocked anything loose, just hurt.” Jasper mutters. “I thought you were gonna have to move it off me.” Jasper frowns. Mike frowns, holding the cloth to his head. “ow.” Jasper mumbles.

“ow? a motorcycle falls on your head and all you have to say is ow?” Spencer laughs, holding out the first aid kit. Mike grabs the first aid kit.

“I’m just gonna wrap it up and if it bleeds through, we’ll call Garcia.” Mike says.

“sounds like a plan to me.” Jasper murmurs. Mike quickly covers the wound and steps back.

“alright. wash your face, I’m gonna grab you a new shirt. if we don’t want that shit to ruin the shirt, or this rag, I need to get them soaking in water.” Mike mutters, heading for the bedroom.

“nice job, dumbass. you’re supposed to sit on the motorcycle, not the other way around.” Spencer chuckles. Jasper glares at him. “what were you doing under that thing anyway?” Spencer asks.

“I was trying to see where the wire was exposed on those LEDs I put on it. Mike got shocked the other day, I was trying to see if a wire was touching the metal.” Jasper mutters, getting up. he washes his face off in the mirror, scrubbing carefully at the dried blood, before pulling his shirt off. Spencer grabs Mikes phone and laughs, pointing it at Jasper. “what are you doing?” Jasper asks. he turns back to he sink, trying to get the blood off his skin, using the shirt to scrub it from his neck and chest.

“come on Foxy, you’re gonna be internet famous, look at those abs.” Spencer laughs. Jasper glares at him.

“knock it off, would ya?” Jasper asks, swatting at the phone. “Bonnie stop it. give me that.” Jasper hisses, reaching for the phone.

“awww c’mon.” Spencer laughs, holding the phone out of his reach. “reach for it little brother reach!” Spencer laughs.

“stop it, this isn’t funny!” Jasper growls.

“Bonnie leave Foxy alone, no one like an older brother that picks on the little brother.” Mike warns from the other room. Spencer laughs, turning the camera around to face himself.

“I think its fun!” Spencer laughs.

“well you look like a bully.” Mike says, snatching the phone. “don’t act like Freddy, just because you’re on camera.” Mike warns.

“oh that's cold.” Spencer pouts. Mike rolls his eyes, smiling a little at the camera.

“alright well, I guess that just leaves Chica for now,” Mike says, heading out of the bathroom. “the others are out. Bon, Chi, Faye, Fred. they’ve all moved out, I know you haven't seen them in a while, Faye is the only one that wants to stay working at the Pizzeria.” Mike explains. “Chica!” Mike calls. Mackenzie looks over at him, from her book.

“Mike, what are you doing?” Mack asks.

“ just say hi to TikTok.” Mike smiles Mackenzie waves at him.

“uh, hi. I’m Chica.” Chica waves.

“Bonnie is being annoying and Foxy almost knocked himself out with his motorcycle, so would you like to talk a little about what you do outside of Freddy’s?” Mike asks.

“I paint, I work on new foods and things for the Pizzeria.” Chica smiles. Mike smiles, turning the camera around.

“alright well, we’ll get this poster and see how it does.” Mike says, ending the recording. he posts it to the TIkTok, before heading back to the bedroom.

“don’t be so sensitive Jazz.” Spencer huffs.

“knock it off Spencer.” Mike warns. “you know he doesn’t want to be on camera anymore than he has to.” Mike hisses. Jasper flushes, huffing softly..

it won’t hurt me to be on the camera, but did you have to start messing with me while I was trying to clean the blood off me?” Jasper grumbles, pulling a new shirt on. he glances at Spencer, who has a sheepish look on his face. Jasper sits on his and Mikes bed, frowning.

“alright, alright. I’m sorry I recorded you like that.” Spencer murmurs. Jasper nods at him and rubs his head.

“fuck that hurt.” Jasper mutters.

“I bet it did, idiot.” Mike huffs, walking over. he glares at the man, arms crossed over his chest.

“either yell at me or talk quieter, it hurts.” Jasper mutters. Mike sighs softly, shoulders dropping. he leans down and kisses Jaspers head.

“not dizzy or confused, are you?” Mike asks.

“no.” Jasper murmurs.

“anything rattling around?” Mike asks.

“no.” Jasper assures. Mike nods a little.

“he’s going to be alright Mike.” Spencer assures.

“I know, but a whole motorcycle fell on his head, I’m gonna be worried.” Mike hisses, glaring over at Spencer. Spencer puts his hands up.

“right, right, sorry.” Spencer murmurs. he heads out of the bedroom. Mike sits himself in Jas[ers lap, looking his head over gently.

“I’m okay Mikey.” Jasper murmurs, softly. Mike leans down and kisses him gently,

“I know you say you’re okay, but you had a motorcycle on your head.” Mike mutters.

“I wiggled free.” Jasper assures. Mike lets out a soft sigh, hugging Jaspers head to his chest.

“I know you think that makes you okay, but I’ve never heard you scream for me like that.” Mike murmurs. Jasper wraps his arms around him gently.

“m’sorry. I really thought you’d have to get me out.” Jasper murmurs. he pulls back a little. “hey, lovely, look at me.” Jasper says. Mike pulls back to look down at him. Jasper pulls him down, kissing him. he holds it a moment, before resting his forehead against Mikes. “love, I’m okay.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods a little.

“”okay. okay. I get it. don’t need me to sit here and love on you and worry over you.” Mike murmurs, moving to get up. Jasper grabs him gently.

“I didn’t say that.” Jasper murmurs. he lays back, pulling Mike over him. “I will never turn down you loving on me. I’m just trying to get you to see that I’m okay. my head is fine. it doesn’t even hurt that bad.” Jasper assures. Mike smiles and leans down, kissing his nose. Jasper smiles. “I don’t like the worrying over me.” Jasper murmurs.

“I always worry about you.” Mike mutters. he pauses when his phone goes off, sitting up. Jasper glances over, watching Mike grab his phone. he smiles. “oh this is cool. come on.” Mike says, getting up. Jasper gets up off the bed, following him. “hey guys! come check this out!” Mike calls. Spencer pops in.

“hey, everything okay?” Spencer asks.

“yeah, grab Mack and Gabe.” Mike says, hooking his phone up to the TV. Spencer shrugs and gathers the others.

they all sit on the couch together, though Jasper gets up and sits himself in Mikes chair when Spencer keeps poking him.

“Mike, what's going on?” Mackenzie asks.

“so I posted that TikTok less than an hour ago and my phone is already blowing up.” Mike grins, turning the TV on.

“hey, I’m Freddy.” Gabe waves.

“wanna show them what you do outside of work?” Mike asks. Gabe shrugs.

“well, usually, this.” Gabe grins and takes off running for the pool.

“ignore the video.” Mike mutters, pausing the video. he pulls up the comments. “look at this.” Mike says.

”oh wow! I didn’t know they could leave the Pizzeria!”

“oh my gosh, look at Freddy!”

“that dive was awesome!”

“you guys are weird, did you see Bonnie!?”

“awww Chica looks so happy! look at her!”

“I hope Foxy is alright! that looks really bad….”

“can we see the motorcycle again?!”

“I wanna see Foxy ride that motorcycle!”

“there’s already 100 comments.” Mike says, scrolling through them.

“wow! hey! we’re internet famous!” Spencer grins. “oh, hey I’ve got fans.” Spencer grins.

“yeah, you also have some haters.” Mike frowns, scrolling through the comments. “some friend Bonnie is, Foxy had a motorcyle fall over onhis head and he’s making fun of him.” Mike reads, frowning. Spencer frowns a little.

“okay, okay I was a dick.” Spencer mutters. Mike diconnects his phone from the TV, chuckling.

“does… does that mean we can do more?” Chica asks. Mike nods.

“yeah, okay, so, what I’ve done is had Garcia do a little… fixing. so you guys also have the app on your phones. you can record anything you want and save it as a draft. I have to go over the video first to make sure it follows the rules and blur out anything, or remove anything, that doesn’t follow the rules. then we can post them.” Mike says.

“so we can make videos ourselves?” Mackenzie asks. Mike nods a little.

“yep. that why I’m not following you guys around with a camera all the time.” Mike snorts. he frowns a little. “but, we do have rules.” Mike says firmly.

“what kind of rules?” Gabriel frowns.

“just some for safety.” Mike assures. “first of all, no real names. stick to your stage names, we don’t want to confuse kids. do not post, tell, or show our address you do not want people showing up, I already have a couple guys out there who have tried to grab me three times. lets keep it safe.” Mike explains.

“reasonable.” Spencer agrees.

“the app has strict rules for what needs to be covered with clothing at all time. so I mean, you guys are smart, I doubt any of you would be nude on camera. Gabriel if you’re going to insist on your pranks, if you do anymore in the shower make sure Spencer is covered if you’re going to record it. one forbidden body part and they’ll shut us down.” Mike warns.

“fair enough.” Gabriel nods.

“I’m no so sure on their rules about blood, I blurred Jaspers face so they didn’t see the blood, but lets just make it a rule not to record anyone whose seriously injured. that was an accident, I wasn’t expecting to come out and him have busted his head like that.” Mike frowns.

“we don’t want to record anyone hurt like that anyway.” Mackenzie murmurs.

“right. so you guys can have freedom to do whatever you usually do, but be careful. normally I wouldn’t give a fuck about who knows about you guys or who knows about me and Jasper, but just, be careful. some people out there are crazy.” Mike says.

“yeah, something about dead kids in suits and you being almost kidnapped three times, gave us a hint people are crazy.” Jasper snorts. Mike rolls his eyes.

“don’t be like that.” Mike mutters. “so, you guys just be careful, alright? I’m gonna check your videos and edit things, so just keep that in mind and have fun.” Mike says.

“that seems like a lot of work for just you.” Spencer frowns.

“Garcia is gonna help.” Mike assures. “actually, she’ll probably do most of the editing.” Mike snorts.

“so… what do we record?” Mackenzie asks.

“whatever you want.” Mike smiles. “within reason.” he adds.

“yeah but like, what?” Spencer asks. Mike shrugs.

“well, Jasper and I already talked about he’s going to do a couple of videos on his motorcycle, I think learning to ride would be funny, as long as he doesn’t get too hurt. as long as you don’t reveal the Freddy secrets, you could bake Mackenzie, show them the birthday cakes you’re making. Gabe, you were learning some new songs those could be interesting to test out with a small audience. oh, Spencer, there is nothing people love more than some guitar.” Mike smiles.

“actually that sounds fun. playing guitar for people online.” Spencer says.

“once we get enough followers, we can live stream, you could do guitar live.” Mike smiles. Spencer grins at him.

“really?” Spencer asks. Mike nods.

“come on, I’ve got an idea.” Mackenzie squeaks, grabbing SPencer and Gabriel. Mike snorts and looks at Jasper.

“you alright?” Mike ask. Jasper frowns and waves Mike over.

“c’mere.” Jasper murmurs. Mike walks over worriedly, watching Jasper get up out of the chair. Jasper grabs Mike and pulls him to his chest, kissing him. he pulls back and rests his forehead against Mikes. “please stop asking me that. I’m okay.” Jasper assures gently.

“right, sorry.” Mike murmurs. Jasper snorts.

“come on, you can help me find the wire I’m looking for, I’m sure of it. once I get this up and running, we can do a couple videos on it.” Jasper smiles. Mike nods and smiles.

Chapter Text

Mike huffs.

“this is stupid.” he mutters.

“well you are the one who got kicked out for not having a kid with you.” Garcia snorts.

“so why am I the kid!?” Mike shouts.

“you wanted to go in and rescue them, didn’t you?” Garcia laughs. Mike glares at her, getting up. he looks himself over.

“how old am I?” Mike muttered.

“about 8.” Garcia says. Mike rolls his eyes a little, looking at himself in the mirror. Garcia did a pretty good job.

“great.” Mike mumbles. he moves the hair from his face and pauses. “did you have to add the scar?” Mike frowns, glancing at her.

“well, I uploaded an old picture of you and worked off that. sorry if its accurate.” Garcia mutters. “I adjusted your height, you’re just shy of 4 foot, so you’re appropriately child sized too.” Garcia adds. Spencer pokes his head in.

“you ready?” Spencer asks, walking over. Mike looks up at him.

“this is stupid.” Mike mutters.

“how else are we supposed to get them out of there? they’ve upped security protocols.” Spencer frowns. he smiles at Mike. “so, ready to go?” Spencer asks.

“I guess so.” Mike mutters. he yelps when Spencer scoops him up. “hey wait! I don’t think so, put me down!” Mike growls.

“take it easy Mike, quick struggling.” Spencer laughs, carrying him out to the car. Mike squirms, almost hitting Spencer in the face.

“take it easy? put me down! I am an almost 31 year old man! I will not be carried!” Mike growls. “don’t man handle me! put me down! damn it!” Mike hisses.

“Jasper carries you all the time.” Spencer laughs.

“thats different! he’s my boyfriend!” Mike growls.

“you’re like six, you don’t have a boyfriend.” Mackenzie laugh, leaned against the car. Mike glares over at them.

“I’m eight.” Mike snaps. he glances around. “where’s Jasper?” Mike asks.

“he’s looking for a way for us to get in should something happen and we need to get into you.” Gabriel says. Mike nods slightly, still struggling with Spencer.

“Spencer, let me go or the first thing I’m doing when I get back in my body is shattering your nuts with my foot.” Mike warns. Spencer laughs and drops him into the back seat. Mike scrambles, glaring at him.

“buckle up. come on. we’ve got 3 hours until they close and its an hour and a half away.” Spencer says. Mike huffs.

they head out, all sitting anxiously. this would be the first place Mike was sneaking into and not working at. the first place they wouldn’t be able to get to him easily. it had them all on edge.

“alright, you got your phone?” Gabriel asks.

“yep.” Mike says.

“flashlight?” Mackenzie asks. Mike leans forwards and grabs his backpack, he’d snagged one from the prize counter at Freddy’s. he opens the bag.

“check.” Mike murmurs.

“first aid kit?” Spencer asks.

“yup, got it.” Mike says.

“phone charger and block?” Gabriel asks.

“got those too.” Mike assures.

“bluetooth head piece charger?” Spencer asks.

“yes and its charged. guys I’m not actually a kid. I have everything.” Mike snorts.

“we’re just worried. oh! did you bring your taser?” Mackenzie asks.

“yes I have the taser, I won’t need it.” Mike scoffs.

“MIke, you know that if we have to try and get to you… it’ll take us longer than normal right? this isn’t an elevator trip down like the last place, or a simple door Jasper can bust down with his idiot head. we’ve been studying this place for a month. its gonna be hard to get in.” Spencer murmurs. Mike nods.

“I know and I’m not worried. you said Jasper was scouting for easy ways to break in.” Mike says.

“speaking of Jasper.” Spencer murmurs, answering the phone. “Jasper, whats up?” Spencer asks.

”got a vent in the back. its industrial sized. we could fit, if we had to.. its weird. they take so many precautions to keep people out, that its like they don’t care if the animatronics get out.”

“they probably don’t. Baby and her crew deactivated outside of their building until they were reactivated by staff. so they probably shut off.” Mike says.

“we’re pulling in, so meet us at your bike.” Spencer says.

”I’ll be right there.”

Spencer parks and looks up at the building.

“you guys are gonna head home right? you’re not just gonna hang out in a secured parking lot until closing?” Mike asks.

“theres a truck stop, down the road. you can just see over here from there. open 24 hours a day. talked with the owner, we can park as long as we need.” Gabriel says. Mike glances over.

“what the hell did you say?” Mike asks.

“that my boyfriends little brother went into the Pizza Plex and never came out. said we could just hang in the lot.” Gabriel shrugs.

“gee, thanks.” Mike mutters, looking up at the building. there’s a tap on Spencers window and they all look up to see Jasper. Spencer rolls the window down.

“so, plan?” Jasper asks, watching the door.

“Mike wonders to the bathroom until after closing, I leave without him.” Spencer says.

“what happens if they ask you were Mike went?” Mackenzie asks.

“he went out with Gabriel.” Spencer says, glancing at Gabriel.

“and if they question me, he went out with Spencer.” Gabriel shrugs.

“great.” Mike murmurs.

“lets roll.” Spencer says, getting out.

“don’t lose him.” Jasper warns. Mike chuckles softly.

“the point is to literally lose me.” Mike murmurs.

“you know what I mean.” Jasper says, flatly.

“he’ll be fine.” Gabriel assures, getting out. Mike climbs out with his bag, glancing up at Jasper with a smile.

“I’ll be fine Jazz. now stay with Mack.” Mike says. he walks over to Gabriel and Spencer, looking up at them. “damn, it's a good thing I was adopted. I’d hate to look like you guys.” Mike smirks, heading for the front door.

“oh haha.” Gabriel mutters. “you should be nice to us, we’re bigger than you.” Gabriel snorts.

“watch the car, watch the car!” Spencer yelps, grabbing Mikes backpack. he yanks the other back in time for a car to go speeding by. Mike blinks.

“shit.” Mike mutters.

“don’t let him get hurt! damn! he hasn’t even made it in there yet!” Jasper snaps. he’s easily ignored.

“okay, you can walk when we get to the doors and nothing more.” Spencer says, picking him up.

“I will agree to your terms, can you at least not hold me out here like I’m a deranged toddler?” Mike huffs.

“oh right.” Spencer says. he walks over and plops Mike up onto Gabriels shoulders. Gabriel looks confused, quickly grabbing onto Mike.

“don’t fall.” Gabriel mutters. Mike flails a little, before grabbing hold of Gabriel.

“don’t drop me.” Mike hisses.

“I’m gonna have a system failure before they even make it in there.” Jasper mutters, getting into the car. he looks nervous, its rolling off him in waves. Mackenzie glances at him worriedly.

“I think he’s a little big for that, isn’t he?” Mackenzie asks.

“whatever works.” Jasper murmurs.

Mike ducks down when Gabriel walks into the building.

“okay, you can put me down now.” Mike mutters. Gabriel nods and, with help from Spencer, gets him down. “lets get started.” Mike murmurs.

~

“the bathrooms are locked.” Mike mutters.

”what do you mean?”

“he means the fucking bathroom is locked Gabriel.”

“they have fifteen minutes until close and I can’t get in the bathroom.” Mike mutters.

”is there somewhere else you can get into?”

“not without help or.. or a photo pass. I could hide in one of their rooms.” Mike says. he walks over to a counter and looks up. “hey, excuse me!” Mike calls. a man leans over the counter. “where can I get a photo pass?” Mike asks.

“can I see your bracelet?” the man asks. Mike holds up his arm and the man scans his bracelet. “each guest gets one free, every visit. so here’s yours.” he smiles, hanging Mike a pass.

“thank you.” Mike says.

“but we’re gonna close shortly, so I don’t know if you’ll have a chance to use it. you can save it for another visit.” he smiles. MIke nods, heading away from the counter.

“I got it.” Mike says, looking over the pass.

”yeah?”

“one Glamrock Freddy Fazbear photo pass.” Mike murmurs.

”what do you do with it?”

“I saw a kid wave his at one of the doors and opened.”

“good idea Spencer.” Mike murmurs. he walks over to the door hesitantly. there’s no line. the animatronics are on stage. he holds his pass up to the door and grins when it slides open. “I’m in.” Mike murmurs. he heads hesitantly into the room, looking around.

”hey we found your creepy security guard that was staring at you. Spencer sent me a picture.”

“who is she Jazz?”

“Vanessa Shelly. she’s 23. that's all I can find of her though. its like she appeared two years ago or something. right after the Pizza Plex opened.”

“thats creepy.”

“really creepy. why was she staring me down. hundreds of people here and she was staring at me.” Mike murmurs.

”she was following him. Gabe and I had to step in a couple times. apparently she’s the night guard. she’s here earlier than normal. no one really knows anything about her. we made a report she was staring at the kid we were with and they just looked at us.”

“it was weird.”

“do you think she’s onto us?”

“I doubt it Mack, but I wouldn’t be surprised if this was another case of missing kids.”

“don’t say things like that Gabriel.”

“sorry Jasper.”

“shh. I hear something.” Mike murmurs. he crouches behind the couch in the room, hiding.

”the Freddy, he just like, collapsed on stage. they’re rushing everyone out. hide, if you’re in his room they could find you.”

Mike hides further behind the couch.

“right.” Mike murmurs. he watches the door fly open. “they’re carrying Freddy in.” Mike whispers.

”shhhh. stay quiet. if they find you, they’ll throw you out.”

“or worse, turn you over to that guard.”

Mike shutters. the staff walks out and Mike lets out a breath.

“wow. that was intense.” Mike murmurs. he walks over to Glamrock Freddy. “hello? Freddy?” Mike asks, climbing up onto him.

”is he okay?”

“he’s like asleep.” Mike murmurs. he knocks on the Animatronic and pauses. “he sounds hollow.” Mike says, knocking again.

”I watched him take a birthday cake out of his stomach earlier.”

“I am really glad I was not a Freddy that could do that.”

“well, the stomach is where cake should go.”

“thanks Mack.”

Mike frowns and pulls on the handle.

“wow. this is huge.” Mike mutters, leaning over. Mike yelps, slipping and landing face first into Freddys stomach. the hatch immediately closes after him. Mike groans lowly.

”Mike? Mike are you okay?”

“I fell in.” MIke groans. he yelps when everything shifts around him.

“show time already? I… I am experiencing a malfunction, the recharge cycle is not complete.” a voice says.

“oops. I think I woke him up.” Mike mutters.

“what? who said that?” Freddy asks.

“uh, hi. down here.” Mike says. he feels the animatronic move and immediately panics. “h-hey! don’t crush me!” Mike yelps.

“I still do not see you, where are you?” Freddy asks.

“I fell into your stomach while you were recharging.” Mike manages.

“my, stomach hatch? that is for oversized birthday cakes and pinatas! it is not a safe play area!” Freddy explains. the hatch suddenly opens behind Mike and he yelps, falling out backwards. he groans, hitting the ground. “there you are, are you alright?” Freddy asks, picking him up.

“h-hey! put me down.” Mike glares, squirming. the bear drops him to his feet.

“scanning complete. odd. your guest profile is unknown to me. who are you?” Freddy asks. Mike dusts himself off.

“my name is Mike and I’m here to get you guys out of here.” Mike says. Freddy looks a little confused.

“hmm, Mike. I will notify the main office, you’re not supposed to be here.” Freddy says.

“wait, don’t do that.” Mike hisses, waving his arms.

“huh, connection error? I cannot connect to the main network.” Freddy frowns.

“good. I don’t need you letting that security guard know I’m here. she’s been weird.” Mike hisses.

“the security guard? she will not hurt you, she can help you.” Freddy assures.

“no she can’t. look, is there anyway you can, like, not talk so loudly? you’re gonna get me caught.” Mike snaps.

“yes, apologies, take this. it is a novelty Freddy Faz-watch.” Freddy says, holding a box out to Mike.

“where’d you get that box?” Mike asks.

“from my desk. well always keep one on our desk for birthday boy and girls. that is why it is wrapped.” Freddy assures. Mike nods slightly and opens the box, taking the watch. he put it on his wrist. “I am sending you an encoded message.” Freddy smiles. Mike raises an eye brow, glancing down the the watch beeps. he clicks the message.

”hello Mike! it’s me, Freddy! I can escort you to the exit and get you out of here, but I cannot leave my room. there is a button on the wall to the back room, I will make it accessible to you now.”

“no. I’m not leaving.” Mike says. Freddy looks confused.

“I do not understand. you do not want to go home?” Freddy asks. Mike heaves a sigh.

“alright, buckle up bud, this is gonna be a long story.” Mike says. Freddy tilts his head, watching him. “okay, my name is Mike Schmidt. I was human at one point, but I’m not any more. I’m an Android. I’m not a kid, I’m a grown man, in a kids body. okay? I’m here to get you guys out of here. Fazbear Entertainment doesn’t care about you guys.” Mike explains. “I just need to get you guys out of here.” Mike adds. Freddy watches him a moment, before brightening up.

“oh! I see! we are playing pretend?” Freddy asks. Mike stares at him a moment.

“no. no we’re not.” Mike frowns. he pauses looking behind him, he suddenly feels another presence. he turns back to Freddy slowly. “look I know you like being here and want to perform, but something evil is going on here.” Mike says.

“evil?” Freddy asks, crouching down.

“you already don’t believe me, but I want to get you out of here. out of the Pizza Plex.” Mike explains.

“out of the Pizza Plex?” Freddy asks, shocked. Mike nods.

“you could be free.” Mike says.

“why would we want to leave?” Freddy asks. Mike looks shocked this time.

“why would you want to stay?” Mike asks.

“I love playing with the kids and performing.” Freddy says. Mike frowns a little.

“nothing has happened here that you want to get away from?” Mike asks.

“well… there were some kids… they went missing a few weeks ago… I would like to get away from that.” Freddy says.

“it always comes back to missing kids.” Mike murmurs, clenching his eyes shut.

”its almost over Mike, we’ve got this.”

Mike nods slightly at Jaspers words. he looks up at Freddy.

“I can get you all away from that. I can’t save those kids. its already too late, but I can get you out and I might be able to set their spirits free.” Mike says. Freddy looks confused. “how many of you are there, here?” Mike asks.

“well there is me, Chica, Roxy, and Monty in the main show area. there is also the daycare attendant. oh! and the DJ. he is such a nice fellow.” Freddy says. Mike frowns.

“what? no Bonnie, no Foxy?” Mike asks. Freddy’s ears droop, his shoulders as well.

“I have never been far enough to see if there is a ‘Foxy’ here but… there is no Bonnie at the Mega Pizza Plex… not anymore.” Freddy murmurs.

”I don’t like the sounds of that….”

“he sounds so sad.”

“where’d he go?” Mike asks.

“we should get you out of here.” Freddy says.

“are you gonna come with me?” Mike asks. Freddy watches him a moment, before nodding.

“I will leave the Pizza Plex with you, but not without my friends.” Freddy says.

“we’re gonna get your friends out of here.” Mike assures. “so how do we get you out of here?” Mike asks.

“you’ll have to let me out of my room.” Freddy says. he walks over to the door he had shown him before. “push the button and go into the maintenance room.” Freddy says. Mike nods and pushes the button, before walking into the room. he looks around. Freddy walks in behind him. “there is a vent. you will have to crawl through it and release me from the outside.” Freddy explains. Mike nods and looks at the stack of boxes in front of the vent.

“okay. I’ll be right back.” Mike says, climbing up the boxes. he climbs into the vent, hesitantly.

“there is nothing to be afraid of, you can do it.” Freddy smiles. Mike glances at him before crawling further into the vent.

”is he willing to go?”

“yeah, I’ve gotta get him out of the room first, then we can get the others. we may have some missing Animatronics. he doesn’t know if they have a Foxy, but Bonnie is… missing?” Mike frowns.

”are you… in a vent?”

“it always leads back to vents and dead kids.” Mike mutters.

”Mike? who are you talking to?”

”what was that?”

Mike lifts the watch to his face.

“those are my friends, they’re gonna help me, help you guys get out.” Mike says.

”your, friends?”

“yes. they’re on my phone, on my Bluetooth ear piece.” Mike explains. he drops out of the other side of the vent. he heads past the others rooms, carefully, before getting to Freddy’s door. “uh, the door isn’t opening.” Mike says.

”oh, uh, you are going to need a photo pass to open the door. apologies, I assumed you had one. you should be able to find one at the convince counter.”

“I have one, but I used it to get into your room already. I can’t use it again?” Mike huffs.

”you can only use each pass once. I am sorry.”

“great. I’ll be right back.” Mike mutters. he heads back down towards the room he’d gotten one from before. “this is stupid.” Mike mutters.

”I am sorry you feel that way.”

Mike blinks down at his watch and frowns.

“can you just, like, hear me all the time?” Mike asks.

”only when you do not disconnect from a previous message.”

Mike huffs and hits the button. he grumbles, crawling under the partially opened rolling door.

“okay guys, I’ll call if I need any help. call Garcia, maybe she can patch her way into the watch so I can send messages that way.” Mike says.

”will do Mike, be safe.”

“copy that Spencer.” Mike says, hanging up. he gets up off the floor. “well, at least the floor seems clean.” he grumbles. he walks around the desk and looks around. he frowns bringing the watch to his face. “Freddy, I can’t find a pass.” Mike huffs.

”check through the drawers, I am sure they will not mind. this is an emergency situation.”

Mike frowns and digs through the drawers.

“I got it!” Mike grins.

”good job! now, please, come let me out.”

“I’m coming, hang on.” Mike murmurs. he crawls back under the door and heads for Freddy’s room. Mike walks up to the door and waves the pass, watching it fly open.

“way to go Superstar! I knew you could do it!” Freddy grins at him. Mike blinks at him.

“uh, yeah. okay so, how do we get the others out of here?” Mike asks. Freddy frowns a little.

“I know how we can get them out, hurry, climb into my chest cavity.” Freddy says. Mike watches the hatch open nervously.

“um… okay, just be careful, I’m not human but I still don’t want to get crushed in there.” Mike says. he pulls himself up into Freddys stomach and turns around, sitting down. he’s glad Garcia didn’t make him any taller. he’s got a little room, but any bigger he’d risk getting pinched or crushed.

Freddy heads out of his room and towards a door, Mike doesn’t recognize. theres a big red symbol that resembles Freddy above the door with Animtronics and Staff only written on a sign beside it.

“here are we going?” Mike asks.

“away from here before that security guard sees you.” Freddy assures. Mike nods slightly.

”pssss Mike.”

Mike looks down at his watch quickly.

“who was that?” Freddy asks.

“thats Garcia. she must’ve patched into my watch.” Mike says. he taps the message.

”Mike? Mike can you hear me?”

“loud and clear Garcia.” Mike says.

”good. its scary how easy it was to hack into this thing.”

“so hows it going Mike?”

“well, I got Freddy out.” Mike says. “Freddy… where are we?” Mike asks, looking around.

“the safest path to get you away from there is through the utility tunnels.” Freddy explains.

“its really weird, cause, I can’t see.” Mike says. the plating in front of him, shifts, inching open just enough Mike and peek through. “thanks.” Mike murmurs.

“of course…” Freddy pauses.

“Freddy?” Mike asks.

“someone is down here with us. so not worry. even if we are spotted you are safe with me Mike. she would never suspect we are traveling together.” Freddy assures.

“comforting.” Mike murmurs. Freddy sudden;y takes a quick turn, running down a hallway. “F-Freddy where are we going?” Mike yelps.

“mute your friends. please hide in the first aid station. someone is nearby.” Freddy murmurs. he opens his hatch, watching Mike climb out. Mikes quick to scramble into he first aid station, just as he hears footsteps. he puts his hand over the watch, after ending the message, hoping it won’t make any noise. he peeks out of the curtain nervously.

“Freddy! you’re supposed to be on lockdown!” Vanessa chides. Freddy steps back quickly, glancing over at Mike, nervously.

“O-Officer Vanessa, I-I do not know how I got here.” Freddy blurts quickly, stepping back from her again. Vanessa glares.

“you know, you totally ruined the show today. your system crashed and you blew it. now parts and service has you on reduced power.” Vanessa sighs. she shakes her head. “they said it was a safety precaution. just one more thing to deal with.” Vanessa mutters.

“I.. I am sorry.” Freddy manages. Vanessa sighs again.

“okay, look. we’re five minutes from closing and some kid is sneaking around backstage. if you see anything, let me know. I already alerted the others, now go back to your room.” Vanessa warns, walking off. Freddy watches her go before glancing at Mike. he walks out after a moment, looking up at Freddy.

“man, she really is just out to get me.” Mike mutters. Freddy opens his hatch, letting Mike climb back in.

“I have said nothing. I will keep you safe.” Freddy assures. he closes his hatch carefully, leaving it open just enough Mike can see and heads back down the hall.

“so, where are we now?” Mike asks.

“we are now under the Pizza Plex!” Freddy says. “these utility connect all the attractions. Fazer Blast, Monty Golf, Roxy Raceway. all are accessible to S.T.A.F.F., with high enough clearance of course. guests are never usually allowed down here… but yours is a… special situation.” Freddy says. Mike frowns a little, clicking the button on his watch.

“right. so… where are we going again?” Mike asks.

“I am taking you to the main entrance, so you may leave.” Freddy says.

“what? no way! we had a deal! you and your friends were going to escape with me!” Mike hisses.

“Mike, please do not argue with me. I must take you someplace safe and that place is out of the Pizza Plex.” Freddy explains.

“no way! let me out of here! I’m not leaving! you can’t make me!” Mike shouts.

“your parents are probably worried.” Freddy tries.

“I’m a full grown man! my parents are in Florida! they don’t care what I’m doing, let me out!” Mike growls, kicking at the hatch. Freddy ignores him, heading up the stairs. he stumbles a little, frowning to himself.

“I am sorry. my recharge cycle had not yet completed when I found you.” Freddy says, opening the hatch. Mike yelps, falling out.

“oww! hey!” Mike glares, sitting up.

“you will have to continue to the doors without me. I will guide you from your faz-watch. please be careful. get out of here Mike.” Freddy says. Mike watches him walk off to a recharge booth and frowns.

“no way, I’m not leaving without you guys.” Mike huffs. “Garcia, guys, you there?” Mike asks.

”we’re here. I’ve got a virtual map of the place pulled up, but its not up to date. try to find a map so we can follow along with you.”

“sure thing Garcia.” Mike mutters. he pushes open a set of heavy doors. “I’m in some sort of like, boiler room or something.” Mike says, looking around. he wonders out carefully.

“hey! little guy!” a voice shouts. Mike turns around, confused. suddenly one of the Animatronics, bursts into the room.

“Monty?” Mike asks. the Gator charges him and Mike screams, running as fast as he can away from the animatronic.

”Mike are you alright?”

“whats going on?”

“we can be there in like, two seconds, do you need us?”

“h-he’s chasing me! Monty, the Gator, he’s chasing me! he’s not playing either!” Mike shouts, running as fast as his little legs will take him. he perks up seeing a stair case. he trips over a box that's suddenly thrown into his path.

“lost boy over here.” Chica says.

“now Chicas here too! I don’t understand!” Mike yelps, running up the stairs. “th-they’re acting weird. weird like you guys used to! b-but I haven’t felt any ghosts here since Freddys room!” Mike shouts.

”is there anywhere you can go?”

“I don’t know! I’m too busy running!” Mike shouts. Mike runs up the next set of steps. “little legs, big steps. bad idea.” Mike manages, tripping over the last step. he pushes himself up easily and takes off again, running through the first open door he sees.

”well done Mike! you found a security office! you should be quite safe here. the doors were designed to keep our highly-trained security staff safe in the event of an emergency. as long as the doors stay closed, which they will! as long as there is ample power."

”that sounds awful familiar.”

“Freddy! the doors are at 15% and they’re pounding on them, got an ideas?” Mike asks, looking around.

”do not panic. you-”

“you don’t understand what I’ve seen. this is the perfect time to panic!” Mike snaps. Freddy is silent a moment.

”do not panic. you should see an interface on the security desk. hold on, while I make it accessible to you. there! you can now activate security protocols."

Mike turns around to the desk and quickly hits the button.

”great! your Faz-Watch is now connected to the security camera system. check the map on your Faz-Watch. those boxes on your mini-map are nearby security cameras. when movement is detected by the cameras motion sensors, you should see red alert icons. switch between the cameras to find a safe path out of the office and to the main lobby."

“I don’t want the main lobby. I’m not leaving without you guys.” Mike snaps. one of the doors behind him creaks when one of the Animatronics pounds on it and Mike flinches back. “okay, anywhere but this area is a good area.” Mike mutters, pulling the cameras up on his watch. “Garcia, can you guys see this too?” Mike asks.

”we sure can. you go, we’ll follow you on the cameras.”

“we’ll watch the cameras for you. you just go.”

“yeah, alright. thanks guys.” Mike murmurs.

”who was that?”

“that was Jasper.” Mike explains.

”coast is clear Mikey, go.”

Mike nods slightly and takes off running.

”wait stop stop. she’s around the next corner.”

“is she coming my way?” Mike asks, hesitantly.

”no, wait, yes! hide!”

Mike glances around. there’s an old parts and service cart, if he had to guess, sitting nearby. he grabs the side and scrambles over. he covers his mouth with his hands, listening to the footsteps growing louder and louder, until they get quieter.

”she’s gone, make a break for the door.”

Mike nods and jumps back out of the bucket, running for the nearby door. he slams through it and down the hallway, slamming through another set of doors.

Freddy Fazbears Mega Pizza Plex, is now closed. initiating nighttime protocols.

Mike watches a door roll down and cover the exit before nodding to himself.

“well, even if I wanted to get out, there’s no way out now.” Mike murmurs, looking around.

”Mike, you missed your chance. you should be able to escape when the security doors reopen at 6am. until then, keep moving, and try not to draw attention to yourself.”

“I don’t know how many times I have to say it, but I’m not leaving without you guys.” Mike snaps.

”Mike, I do not think you understand. it is not safe for you here.”

“so what? you really want to be trapped in this prison forever? with spirits and ghosts of dead kids haunting you? hmm? because that's what's happening.” Mike snaps. Freddy goes silent and Mike huffs.

”maybe you shouldn’t be in there by yourself Mike.”

“I’m fine Garcia. Mike mutters. he pauses, picking up a entry pass off the ground. he glances around before heading for the turn-styles.

”yeah, I’m not hearing that. back up is on the way. just hang tight.”

Mike frowns and uses his pass on the turn-style, walking through it.

”great job Superstar! you have accessed the lobby! unfortunately, that entry ticket does not allow you to enter the pizzeria, but you can find an upgrade machine in customer service.”

“yeah. thanks.” Mike mumbles.

Chapter Text

“are you kidding me?” Mike snaps.

”whats wrong?”

“I got a stupid daycare pass.” Mike huffs, looking at the pass. he frowns.

”haha! thats funny as hell. first Spencer man handles you, then Gabriel has to carry you, now you’re stuck in daycare.”

“shut up Garcia.” Mike snaps. he huffs. “now what?” Mike asks.

”that is actually great news! I will meet you in the Daycare! the entrance is on the second floor balcony. it will be easy for us to meet up there."

Mike groans lowly.

“fine. I’ll meet you at the daycare.” he mutters. Mike pokes out of the room and heaves a sigh. Chica is down stairs. he could get upstairs pretty easily, but getting across the way to the daycare, might be a challenge. he turns, carefully avoiding the S.T.A.F.F. bot, heading up the stairs.

he finally gets to the daycare and looks up at the doors.

“Freddy, are you sure this is going to work?” Mike asks.

”I am positive.”

Mike nods and pushes the doors open.

”wait, I have to warn you of something Mike.”

Mike frowns a little.

“uh, okay?” he asks.

”the daycare attendant is… strange, but means no harm. he is fine, but the nap time daycare attendant… he is a little more strange. be careful, keep the lights on.”

“uh… alright? what happens if they go out?” Mike mutters.

”find the generators as fast as you can and get them back on.”

Mike nods to himself, creeping around.

“right. lights on. generators on.” Mike murmurs. he looks around, before pausing. there’s a noise in one of the bathrooms. Mike frowns creeping over, silently wishing he had his backpack so he could grab his taser, regretting the choose to leave it in Freddy’s hatch. he pushes the door open. “I don’t know who or what is in here, but you better come out right now. if you don’t I’m coming in and you’re not gonna like me.” Mike warns, looking around nervously. one of the stall doors creaks open. Mikes ready to bolt, why the fuck had he threatened whoever it was? he
s three foot tall! he can’t fight anyone! Mike takes a step back quickly, watching the door open. a foot steps out of the shadows, quickly followed by a familiar red head.

“Mikey! you’re okay!” Jasper shouts, running over. he hugs Mike tightly. Mike blinks, looking confused.

“wait… how are you…?” Mike asks.

“Garcia had a body made like this for me in case you found trouble and needed help. sorry it took me so long. she had to fix a couple of things. I snuck through the vent, I was listening to the call on this watch Garcia made me. I knew you were going to the daycare so she helped me find my way here. thats why she’s been quiet.” Jasper explains, holding him tighter. he lifts his wrist. “Garcia, I found him.” Jasper says.

”thats great. Mike you alright?”

“yeah. I’m good. you guys didn’t have to send him in after me though.” Mike says.

”well, Garcia and Jasper weren’t the only ones worried about you being in a place like that alone. especially since it seems the others have turned on you for some reason.”

“I’m telling you Gabe, its that damn night guard. she’s up to something.”

“I can’t help but agree.”

“thanks Mack.”

Mike hugs Jasper before stepping back.

“thanks. I’m glad to have the back up… its been weird in here. first Freddy seemed okay and on board, but, now he’s acting weird.” Mike frowns.

“we’ll figure it out and get them out of here together.” Jasper assures. Mike nods and heads towards the daycares main doors.

“well, come on. we have to get through here to meet back up with Freddy.” Mike murmurs, taking Jaspers hand and leading him towards the doors.

“wait, are you sure Freddy is safe?” Jasper asks, following him.

“well… no. but I don’t really have any other options. he’s the only one who hasn’t tried to hurt me or anything. I don’t have anyone else I can trust in here, well, now I have you, but I didn’t before. its easier to do something like this if you believe you have someone you can trust.” Mike frowns. Jasper nods slightly.

“you know you can always trust me. I’m here to help and I love you.” Jasper murmurs softly, squeezing his hand gently.

“thanks, love you too.” Mike murmurs. Jasper smiles at him, helping him push the large doors open to the drop off area. he follows Mike into the room, looking around.

“its.. really colorful in here.” Jasper comments. Mike nods slightly. he looks up at the golden statue.

“that must be the daycare attendant.” Mike murmurs. he lifts his watch. “okay Freddy, I’m in the daycare.” Mike says.

Mike, I am unable to get into the daycare and get to you. check the daycare security desk for a security badge, then please let me in.”

“uh, okay.” Mike murmurs. he looks around.

“Sun and Moon?” Jasper asks, looking at the plaque on the golden statue.

“why can’t we just go down stairs?” Jasper asks, pushing on the barricade.

“I’m not sure.” Mike murmurs. he walks over to the slide and looks in, before glancing at Jasper. “well, ready to slide into fun?” Mike asks, holding his hand out. he didn’t want Jasper in the building, but now that he has him, he can’t risk the other getting left behind. Jasper frowns, but walks over and takes his hand.

“sure. slide into fun.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods and lets go, crouching down to climb in. “I don’t think so, we don’t know what's in there.” Jasper says, pulling Mike back. Mike glances at him.

“what are you doing?” Mike asks.

“I’m going first.” Jasper says, ducking into the slide. Mike raises an eye brow.

“you know if I hadn’t stopped to check on that noise in the bathroom, I’d already be down that slide.” Mike snorts. “hey, what was that noise anyway?” Mike asks. Jasper frowns, glancing back at him. his face is a little red and he looks annoyed and embarrassed.

“I miscalculated where the damn vent was going to be and fell out of the ceiling. I almost landed in the toilet.” Jasper mutters, sitting on the slide. Mike snorts and, as much as Jasper wants to be annoyed, he smiles at Mike, chuckling. “ready for this?” Jasper asks.

“I guess so.” Mike frowns, peering into the slide. Jasper nods and pushes himself into the slide, listening to Mike climb in after him.

he crash lands into a ball pit, looking confused, but barely has a second to think, before Mike comes flying out of the slide and slams into him. Jasper sits up to glare at him.

“thanks.” he mutters.

“sorry.” Mike snorts. he stands and pulls Jasper back up, looking around. “now what?” he asks.

“I guess.. we find a way out of the ball pit.” Jasper shrugs. he grabs hold of Mikes hand, leading him further into the ball pit.

they pause a moment looking up when something moves.

“that must Sun…” Mike says.

“split up.” Jasper says, diving into the balls. Mike watches him, hesitantly stepping back into the shadows as the animatronic drives into the ball pit. he sees Jasper pop up just on the other side of it, before he crouches back down.

“where’d he go?” Mike asks. he hesitantly steps out, despite the warning glare Jasper sends him. suddenly the animatronic pops out in front of Mike, who turns quickly to get away from it, but doesn’t manage to make it back to the slide before he’s grabbed. “h-hey! let go of me! put me down!” Mike shouts, kicking. he doesn’t make it easy to keep hold of him, but Sun really doesn’t seem to struggle. given the fact he’s the assigned daycare attendant, its probably not the first child throwing a tantrum and demanding to be put down, that he’s ever dealt with.

“hellloooo! new friend! wow you’re sure up late! are we having a slumber party? where are all of your friends?” Sun grins.

Mike squirms.

“put me down!” Mike snaps, trying to push the hands off him.

“now now, new friend, we can have fun here!” Sun grins, carrying him out of the ball pit. Mike glances at Jasper, but the other is gone. Mike frowns bitterly.

“great thanks.” Mike hisses under his breath.

“we can finger paint and tell stories and drink Fizzy Faz ‘til our heads ex-PLODE! we can stay up all night! there’s only one rule, keep the lights on. ON. ON.” Sun laughs, putting him down. “so new friend. tell me your name.” he grins.

“get away from me!” Mike snaps, trying to run around him. Sun easily grabs him and puts him back where he’d dropped him before. Mike looks up at him, almost scared for a moment. he looks over seeing movement out of the corner of his eye. when had Jasper managed to climb out of the ball pit? Jasper looks angry, climbing up onto the toy house nearby.

“whats your name new friend?” Sun asks again. Mike glances at Jasper, then back to Sun.

“Mike.” Mike says. he glances around. he tries to take off again, tripping over the nearby toy with a yelp as the soft building blocks fall over on him.

“no! no! clean up! clean up!” Sun cries, picking the toys up. Mike sighs a little, scrambling away from him. Jasper looks relieved, until the animatronic picks Mike up again.

“let go of me!” Mike shouts. Sun carries him back over to their original spot, smiling at him, though he looks a little nervous now.

“we can play and have fun! but don’t forget to-” Sun starts.

“you leave him alone!” Jasper shouts, jumping at Sun from behind. he grabs hold of the Animatronic, startling him into dropping Mike.

“oww.” Mike mutters, getting up.

“get in the play structure!” Jasper shouts, jumping off Suns back. he grabs hold of Mikes hand, pulling him. Mike stumbles, but manages to keep up as Jasper pulls him into the little structure and up the stairs. Mike turns to look behind them, the animatronic is picking up toys that had been knocked over in the struggle.

“we have to get to the desk.” Mike murmurs.

“come on. we can go through this thing.” Jasper says. Mike follows him hesitantly, before pausing.

“a generator.” Mike says. Jasper glances at him.

“why is that in here?” Jasper asks. Mike frowns a little.

“Freddy said something about the Naptime daycare attendant, Moon. that he was weird and that if the lights go out, use the generators to get them back on ASAP.” Mike says. he glances at Jasper. “and Sun said there was only one rule, keep the lights on.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods slightly.

“lights on.” he murmurs, glancing at the generator again. “come on, lets go. the quicker we get that badge, the faster we get out of here.” Jasper mutters.

“this thing is creepy. I would’ve been terrified as a kid.” Mike mutters, glancing back behind them. Jasper snorts, squeezing his hand.

“you weren’t afraid of me.” Jasper murmurs.

“you weren’t creepy. you were cool, you still are.” Mike assures. “I got a message earlier on my watch while we were in the bathroom. said a bunch of kids had bedwetting problems and nightmares, some were even too afraid to sleep in the dark, after spending an afternoon here.” Mike frowns. Jasper glances at him.

“maybe this ‘Moon’ guy is creepier?” Jasper asks. Mike glances back again.

“I don’t see how.” he frowns. Jasper snorts.

“don’t be a baby. come on. I can see the desk.” Jasper says. he pauses at the edge to look for Sun, before pulling Mike towards the desk. Mike follows easily, looking around behind the desk.

“n-new friend! you’re gonna get us in trouble!” Sun cries, running over. he’s easily ignored.

“there, that's the security badge.” Mike murmurs, grabbing it. he looks at Jasper.

“I found a flashlight.” Jasper says, holding it up. theres a loud pop and Jasper glances at Mike. “that was weird.” Jasper frowns. Mike glances at him, then looks up when the lights go out.

“uh-oh.” Mike murmurs.

“uh-oh? is that all you have to say?” Jasper asks, looking around. he backs himself against Mike, nervously. neither of them know what they’re up against.

“no-NO! why would you do that!? lights on! LIGHTS ON! LIGHTS ON- I WARNED YOU!” Sun growls, climbing up onto the desk. he grabs his head grunting before he falls backwards.

“that can’t be good.” Mike mutters.

“naughty boys.” a voice growls. Mike glances behind him at Jasper, whose side eyeing him hard.

“what was that?” Jasper asks.

“more like who was that.” Mike mutters.

“naughty boys.” the voice snaps again.

“I’m officially scared now.” Mike manages, as two hands pop up over the desk. suddenly two red eyes are staring at them.

“thats gotta be Moon.” Jasper says, wide-eyed.

“its past your bedtime. you must be punished.” Moon growls. he jumps up on to the desk, staring at them. “nighty-night.” he growls, jumping off the desk. he vanishes.

”Mike! I do not know what you did, but the lights are out in the daycare. you need to find those emergency generators I told you about and turn them back on. there should be five of them! hurry!”

Jasper turns the flashlight on and glances at Mike. the animatronic is laughing now.

“take the flashlight. you find the generators, I’ll keep him distracted.” Jasper says.

“we have no idea what happens if he catches you.” Mike says.

“he won’t catch me.” Jasper assures. he pushes the flashlight at Mike. “go.” Jasper says. Mike nods and takes off running for the play structure. “hey! over here you oversized babysitter!” Jasper shouts, dashing off as fast as he can.

Mike runs straight into the structure on his right, nearly slamming into a wall. he looks around before he stops a light. he walks over, nearly tripping on the cords and flips the switch. a light flicks on out on the floor, illuminating Jasper. he runs out of the light, a panicked look on his face.

“whose side are you on?” Jasper yelps.

“sorry!” Mike cries, running up the ramp. Jasper grunts shoving over every toy he can find.

“come get me!” Jasper shouts.

“clean up. clean up.” Moon growls somewhere behind him.

“Mike! hurry up!” Jasper shouts.

“I’m trying!” Mike calls. he flicks on the next generator as Jasper runs past the light. Jasper grabs hold of the structure, sliding around a corner. he kicks over more toys as he hears another light flick on. “two left!” Mike calls. Jasper grunts, barely managing to slide under the Animatronic.

“come and get me!” Jasper laughs. another light flicks on.

“I can’t find the last one!” Mike shouts. Jasper frowns.

“there’s a light on the other side of the structure, over the bridge!” Jasper calls, grabbing hold of the play kitchen set, he throws it down onto the ground. the Animatronic is still behind him somewhere, picking up toys. he runs into the first part of the structure he can. he feels almost panicked, rushing around, looking for the generator. “I got it!” Jasper shouts, flicking the switch. immediately, the lights come on.

“yes!” Mike shouts, running out and over to the desk. Jasper jumps down the closest slide and runs over to him.

“lets get the hell out of here.” Jasper says, slamming his hand on the button. they both run out quickly.

“Mike?” Freddy asks, pausing. he looks between the two. “Mike, you… multiplied?” Freddy asks.

“funny. this is Jasper. he came to help me.” Mike says. Freddy nodes, looking up as the daycare doors open.

“we need to get out of here.” Freddy says, grabbing them both.

“rule breaker! rule breaker! you are banned from the daycare! banned! security alert! security alert!” Sun shouts.

“that is, no good.” Freddy says, tucking them both up under his arms as he takes off running. Mike looks behind him.

“thats really not good!” Mike yelps. Jasper glances back. Chica, Monty, and Roxy are all running behind them.

“can’t you run any faster?” Jasper huffs.

“I am not programmed to run, I am doing the best I can Jasper.” Freddy assures. he runs them up the stairs, slamming through the door with Freddy's face on it and past the statue, just as the lights go out.

“whats? we just turned those on!” Mike glares.

“that is not good either. we need to get to a recharge station immediately! every hour, the power is diverted to the recharge stations, so we may recharge. when that happens, the lights go out, and when THAT happens the daycare attendant is free to roam the building. it will find you! even if I have you hidden.” Freddy explains.

“uh, can we get in those things?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs at him, lifting his watch.

“uh, Garcia? is a recharge stations going to hurt us?” Mike asks. its silent a moment.

”um… I don’t think so?”

“you don’t know?”

“hey! I didn’t design those bodies for this situation okay?”

“quit fighting. Mike, what's going on?”

“I’m not really sure.” Mike says. Freddy runs into the recharge stations, the door slamming shut behind him. he looks down at the two, shifting them to hold one in each arm, instead of up under his arms.

“I felt like a football.” Jasper mutters, rubbing his head.

“me too.” Mike mutters. “they can’t see us in here?” Mike asks, looking up at Freddy. the bear shakes his head.

“not in this one. some recharge stations they can, but this one is designed so we can see out, but not be seen, so as not to scare young children.” Freddy explains. Mike frowns a little.

“what is that?” Jasper asks, pointing. Mike follows his finger. there’s some Bunny thing, skipping around.

“that is a fountain!” Freddy explains. “a fountain is a decorative reservoir used for discharging water.” he smiles. Jasper stares up at him, blinking, but Mike shakes his head.

“don’t worry about him. he’s weird like that.” Mike mutters. he looks up at Freddy. “he was talking about the dancing rabbit thing.” Mike says. Freddy tenses.

“you didn’t see that?” Jasper asks. Freddy frowns, looking away.

“no… I did not… there is no rabbit at the Pizza Plex…. not anymore…” Freddy murmurs. they step out of the recharge stations and Freddy puts them down gently. “good news, the doors will open in five hours.” Freddy says.

“I’m no leaving without you guys!” Mike snaps.

“five hours? with that freaking thing running around?” Jasper asks. Freddy crouches in front of them.

“do not panic, if we get separated again, Mike can call me on his Fazwatch, as long as I have power, and I am able to reach you, I will be there.” Freddy assures.

“thats reassuring. you couldn’t get to us in the daycare.” Mike mutters. “we really need to get the others and get out of here.” Mike says. Freddy's head twitches a little, before he shakes it. “are you okay?” Mike asks, watching him stand up. Freddy glances behind them.

“I swear… I just heard someone call my name.” Freddy murmurs.

“the ghost kids.” Jasper says, glancing at his watch. “there was one in the daycare. I think it followed us out.” Jasper adds, showing Mike his watch. there’s a little scanner on it, showing something is nearby.

“is that a ghost kid?” Mike asks. Jasper nods.

“yeah, Garcia programmed my watch for it.” Jasper says. “they’re each a different color, so we can see how many there is. see the one in the daycare was green, so is this one.” Jasper says. Mike nods a little, glancing around.

“I know theres some in here. I’ve felt a couple.” Mike murmurs.

“we’ll get them out.” Jasper assures. Mike nods.

“lets get a move on then. we stay still too long and Moon might get us.” Mike says. Jasper follows him quickly, Freddy isn’t far behind. he hesitantly pushes the door open, looking around.

“I think they’re still downstairs.” Jasper says.

“good.” Mike murmurs. he heads out of the daycare area.

“we can access the main atrium with your new security badge.” Freddy says. Mike glances behind him, then looks at his badge.

“alright. where’s that?” Mike asks.

“the elevator. we need to go up.” Freddy explains. Mike nods and heads for the elevator. Jasper and Freddy follow him. “I will mark recharge stations on your Fazmap… it appears you don’t have one. we should get a map from the greeter on the center balcony.” Freddy explains. Mike nods.

“alright, we need a map.” Mike says. the elevator stops. Mike and Jasper leans out carefully.

“please take this map!”

Jasper yelps, jumping back, before he sighs, glaring up at the bot.

“jackass.” Jasper mutters, snatching the map. Mike laughs, taking the map from him.

“it appears El Chips is open.” Freddy says. Mike looks up at him.

“why would we want to go there?” Mike asks.

“come on, I think we’re on level 3. we need level 1.” Jasper says, heading for the stairs.

“there is a security office on the other side of El Chips, you can upgrade your security badge there.” Freddy explains. Mike frowns, looking at Jasper.

“we should upgrade our security badge, Jazz it might be helpful.” Mike adds. Jasper frowns a little, but nods.

“alright. lets upgrade our badge, then we can head down stairs.” Jasper says. Mike leads the way, carefully dodging S.T.A.F.F. bots. its quiet a moment before Mike starts giggling to himself. Jasper, concerned, glances over at him.

“whats funny?” Jasper asks.

“the sound you made when that thing offered you a map.” Mike snorts. Jasper glares at him.

“you tell anyone about that and I’ll tell them about that time when a spider, the size of an ant, scared you.” Jasper warns. Mike glares over at him.

“oh yeah? well, then I’ll tell everyone about that time, in the office, when those ghost kids were still haunting you, when I had to pee.” Mike snorts. Jasper scrunches his nose.

“you threatened to throw a full cup of piss at me, what was I supposed to do?” Jasper huffs. Mike snorts. they walk up to the El Chips door and Freddy stops.

“I must warn you. when you enter an area where you do not have a locator map signal, I will not be able to reach your location. you can update your minimap at a security office. both of you, be safe." Freddy says. Mike glances back at him.

“yeah I thought you’d help us.” Jasper huffs, rolling his eyes.

“I need my backpack.” Mike says, looking up at Freddy.

“I do not have one.” Freddy says.

“I left it in your hatch.” Mike huffs.

“oh, apologies.” Freddy says. he opens his hatch open. Jasper watches Mike climb in, grab his back, and hop back out.

“ready?” Jasper asks. Mike nods. they crawl under the door and get up, looking around. “hungry?” Jasper grins, throwing a bag of chips at Mike. Mike swats it away, rolling his eyes.

“knock it off. we’ve gotta figure out how to get to the security office.” Mike says. Jasper snorts and follows him.

”you will near to go through the East Arcade, there should be a door that will lead you to the security office.”

Mike glances down at his watch and nods.

“alright, thanks Freddy.” Mike says, pushing a button.

“I’d rather just look around.” Jasper murmurs. Mike takes his hand and pulls him along. “so what's up with these stupid bots?” Jasper asks, as they sneak past a S.T.A.F.F. bot mopping the floor.

“stay out of the flash light beam. I got picked up and screamed at last time I stepped in one, then I had to find a way to get away from Roxanne.” Mike mutters. “I had to climb into a stroller to get away and then Chica almost got me.” Mike huffs. Jasper frowns.

“its really weird they’re acting like this.” Jasper says.

“its not the ghosts either. they’re not being haunted. its like… like a glitch or something.” Mike frowns.

“like someone is controlling them?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs a little.

“I don’t know.” Mike murmurs, pulling Jasper through the door.

"well done, you are in the east arcade. you should be able to get to the security office easily.”

Mike nods.

“come on, I see a door.” Jasper says, pulling Mike around arcade machines.

”you guys are so cute like that.”

Mike blinks and looks at Jaspers watch.

“was that Garcia?” Mike asks. Jasper nods, lifting his watch to his face.

“what the hell are you talking about?” Jasper asks.

”oh, I’m just following you on the cameras.”

“yeah well follow this.” Jasper huffs, flipping off the closest camera.

”cute but that's not the right camera.”

Jasper scoffs.

“use those cameras to be useful. is there anyone up here in the arcade with us?” Mike asks.

”I’ve got eyes on Roxy, not too far away from you guys. she’s hanging out in the arcade… weird. like she knew you would be there.”

Mike frowns, before glancing at his watch.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if she did. hey can you hack into my watch and see if anyone else has?” Mike asks.

”I can try. give me a bit.”

“good.” Mike murmurs. they get to the door and Jasper pushes on it.

“seriously? we don’t have high enough security clearance.” Jasper snaps.

”how unfortunate, Jasper, I do apologize. head past the superstarcade wall, to the back of the arcade. there is a roll up door at the very back which leads to the prize counter."

“oh great.” Mike mutters. he lets Jasper pull him along.

“you can’t hide forever.” Roxy growls. Mike glances behind them, grabbing Jasper and pulling him into a nearby empty food stand.

“what are you doing?” Jasper asks.

“she was right behind us. if she looked over, we’d be dead.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods, peeking out, carefully. Roxy stomps past them.

“out of sight out of mind?” Jasper asks. Mike nods.

“yep.” Mike murmurs. they carefully climb back out and head through the arcade.

“so what if they don’t want to be saved?” Jasper asks.

“I don’t know. I guess if we just save the kids then its worth it.” Mike shrugs. he pauses, letting go of Jaspers hand. Jasper keeps walking.

“what are you doing?” Jasper asks.

“this vent is open.” Mike murmurs, poking his head in.

“yeah, but the door is right there.” Jasper says, pointing.

“yeah and if its locked too? we need to make sure we take note of anything useful.” Mike says. Jasper nods a little.

“well, instead of wasting time, lets just go through here.” Jasper says. he crouches down into the vent. Mike hands Jasper the flashlight from the daycare. “what are you doing?” Jasper asks. Mike pulls his backpack off and pulls his flashlight out.

“I have one.” Mike smiles.

“I’m going in first.” Jasper says.

“okay.” Mike snorts. “I’m not a kid Jazz, I don’t need protecting.” Mike teases.

“no, I’m an Android and you’re a spirit trapped in an Android body.” Jasper says. Mike frowns and follows him into the vent.

they crawl a moment, before Mike pauses.

“whats that sound?” Mike ask.

“huh?” Jasper asks. Mike turns around to look behind him. Jasper turns looking around with his flashlight. he glances around, before his beam lands on a figure. “what is that?” Jasper asks. Mike scrambles back some.

“its a fucking spider!” Mike shouts. Jasper moves to let Mike around him. Mike cowers behind him.

“s’not a spider.” Jasper says. whatever it is, darts forwards. “woah!” Jasper yelps, jerking back. he slams his flashlight down on the thing, scooting back some, arm out in front of Mike as if to protect him. the creature scrambles away from them as fast as it can.

“it was a spider.” Mike huffs. turning to keep crawling .”and you can stay behind me to fucking deal with it if it comes back.” Mike hisses. Jasper snorts, following after him.

“it was a machine.” Jasper says.

“still a spider.” Mike says. Jasper chuckles. Mike pauses at the edge of the vent.

“now what?” Jasper asks. Mike shifts.

“I didn’t wanna fall on my face.” Mike mutters, jumping out. he moves out of the way and Jasper jumps out behind him.

“I think we made it.” Jasper murmurs. he gets up, dusting himself off. he heads for the office, Mike following him.

“I don’t like this.” Mike says, stopping when they get close enough to open the first door.

“what are you doing? come on Mike.” Jasper murmurs. Mike shakes his head, staring at the door, that closes when Jasper steps away from it. “Mike, come on.” Jasper says.

“no. no way.” Mike says. Jasper grabs his hand.

“I know it looks like the old office and this is giving you a lot of bad memories, but we just need to get in there and get the badge, okay?” Jasper asks. Mike glances at him, then back to the door.

“okay. right. get the badge and get out.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods and pulls him into the office.

“two seconds.” Jasper assures. he pulls Mike over to the desk. he grabs the badge, handing it to Mike. “here.” Jasper murmurs. Mike reaches for it, but yelps. both cover their ears, looking around as an alarm goes off.

“Freddy! what do we do? all we did was take the badge!” Mike shouts.

”do not panic! that office is now on lock-down. I can deactivate the alarm but it will take some time."

“does it have to be so loud?!” Jasper shouts. he pauses and looks around.

“come on out kid!”

“you think you’re better than me!?”

Jasper shoves Mike under the desk.

“stay there.” Jasper says. Mike watches him, covering his ears. Jasper slams the buttons, securing both doors shut. Jasper comes back over, ducking under the desk with Mike.

“this… I don’t like this.” Mike says, glancing at Jasper.

“I don’t either, just stay quiet.” Jasper soothes, blocking Mike with his body. Mike covers his head with his arms, knees to his chest. Jasper glances at him. “hey, give me your backpack.” Jasper murmurs. Mike glances at him, but pulls the backpack off his back, pushing it towards Jasper.

“what are you doing? the doors are running out of power.” Mike manages. Jasper ignores him, running over to the corner and grabbing a couple of boxes. he stacks them carefully around spots of the table, so the Animatronics can’t see them. he carefully stuffs the back pack to his own side, hoping it’ll help them blend into the makeshift barricade he’s made.

“just be quiet. I don’t think they’ll look for us down here and it keeps you from having to open and close doors.” Jasper says. he shuffles back against the wall, pulling Mike to his side. “its okay.” he murmurs. Mike curls against him silently. Jasper gently. grabs Mikes wrist, hissing into his watch. “you better hurry up and get us out of here, Freddy.” Jasper snaps.

”I am doing my best. it should not be much longer. I promise.”

Jasper huffs a little and holds Mike tighter.

”Jasper, what's happening? are you okay?”

“you sound… angry?”

“more like worried.”

“I think its annoyed. its kinda hard to tell without his accent.”

“we’re trapped in an office, alarms blaring, doors running out of power, and bugged out Animatronics on each side, beating on the doors. so no we’re not okay. Mikes having, like, I don’t know, war flashbacks? what the fuck is it called?” Jasper hisses.

“war flashbacks?” Mike asks, looking at him confused.

”sweetie, do you mean PTSD?”

“I already told you not to call me that Garcia.” Jasper warns. Mike snorts softly, making Jasper look down at him.

“war flashbacks.” Mike snickers. Jasper shoots him a small smile, before covering his watch quickly as the doors burst open. Mike flinches and Jasper holds him tighter. “I’m sorry I got us into this mess.” Mike manages.

“shh. we’re gonna be fine. as soon as we get out of here, we need to make our way downstairs. see if we can figure out how to get these idiots out of here without getting killed.” Jasper whispers.

“maybe we can find a way to help them in their areas?” Mike asks, softly. he tenses curling up more when Roxy stomps past them.

“what do you mean?” Jasper asks.

“well, maybe there’s something on Rockstar row or like, in their little areas. Monty gold, Fazerblast, Mazercise, Roxy Raceway… I saw a place called Bonnie Bowl…. maybe we can find Bonnie in there. find a way to get them out.” Mike says, softly. Jasper nods. the both tense more when the sirens finally go silent.

”all done! see that was not so bad. if the path is clear, continue through the prize counter and get out of there.”

Jasper grabs the backpack, putting it on.

“Garcia, check the camera. get us out of here.” Jasper says.

”copy that Jazz. just hunker down for another minute. Monty is hanging out right outside the office. I’ll let you know as soon as the coast is clear.”

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“finally.” Jasper mutters, looking around. “sure took your sweet time getting us around.” Jasper huffs.

”well sorry I can’t control the damn Animatronics. I’m doing the best I can. why didn’t you guys just look at the cameras?”

Jasper glances at Mike, whose still tense and nervous from the incident in the office.

“it just wasn’t an option for the time being.” Jasper frowns. he glances around, before pausing. “woah.” Jasper murmurs, heading off. Mike turns to look at him.

“Jazz….?” Mike asks, hesitantly. he follows the other nervously. “Jazz please don’t walk off and leave me.” Mike says. Jasper doesn’t stop, but does slow down, reaching a hand out behind him to take Mikes. Mike grasps it gratefully, letting Jasper pull him along. “woah… where are we?” Mike asks, looking around.

“sign says, Kids Cove.” Jasper murmurs, looking up at the lighthouse.

“hey! look!” Mike says, pulling Jasper over to a cardboard cut out. Jasper tilts his head back, staring up at the cutout.

the figure is tall and built. with yellow leg warmers covered in little orange stars. there's a pair of what looks to be dark purple shorts with yellows stars designed into its upper legs, topped of with a studded belt. the chest plate is similar to Freddy’s in build, only in the center of the pink chest plate, there’s a black skull and bones across it, there’s also the sides of a yellow vest along with purple shoulder pads. on his left red wrist, a studded bracelet, two matching bracelets on his right wrist right above a golden hook, not too different from Freddys bracelets. the face is, semi familiar. with long red hair held out of its face with a purple and yellow bandanna. there’s a bright yellow star shaped eye patch over its right eye, scars littered around it, the left eye is a familiar bright yellow. on the edges of the pink muzzle, two golden lightning bolts crossed into an ‘X’ on each side. theres two bright red and pink pointed ears on the top of his head. the right ear has three golden earrings and the left side has two.

Jaspers jaw drops and he stares, before turning to Mike.

“you’re telling me I could’ve looked like that!?” Jasper cries, pointing to the cut out. Mike laughs a little, looking up again.

“eh, I like you. the real you. the simplistic kinda look that you had was more than enough. I love the real you, not… this.” Mike says, motioning to the cut out. “don’t get me wrong, he looks cool, but he’s not you.” Mike smiles. Jasper flushes and smiles at him.

“thanks.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods, looking around.

“come on, lets dig around in here. maybe there’s a Glamrock Foxy hiding in here somewhere.” Mike snorts.

“the Bonnie is missing, isn’t he?” Jasper asks.

yeah. I guess. Freddy wouldn’t really talk about him.” Mike says. Jasper nods and shrugs a little.

“maybe the Foxy is the same?” Jasper asks. Mike shakes his head.

“nah, Freddy says he doesn’t know anything about a Foxy model here, but I mean, look around. there’s caution tape up. maybe he’s a new addition they haven’t actually introduced yet?” Mike asks. Jasper nods.

“could be. won’t hurt to look around. lets see if he’s hanging out in here somewhere.” Jasper says. Mike nods and heads over to the lighthouse, looking for a door. Jasper glances around, before heading over to the large boat, nearby. “hey Mikey.” Jasper calls. Mike looks over.

“whats up Jazz?” Mike asks.

“come here.” Jasper says. Mike walks over to him quickly.

“woah, the back of the boat is open.” Mike says.

“someone’s been living in here.” Jasper says, motioning to garbage on the ground. Mike looks around. trash litters the floor. old food wrappers and such, the crumpled remains of a sleeping area.

“I don’t like this.” Mike says. Jasper scrunches his nose, looking around.

“whats that smell?” Jasper asks. Mike sniffs, before scrunching his nose and covering it.

“where’s that coming from?” Mike asks. he looks around. “it smells like death.” Mike mutters. both pause, glancing at each other. “no.” Mike murmurs. Jasper frowns and steps out of the boat, looking around.

“theres a door.” Jasper says. Mike grabs his hand before Jasper can figure out how to open the door.

“Jasper… we know what's going to be behind that door….” Mike says. Jasper frowns a little, squeezing Mikes hand.

“I know, but… we have to do this.” Jasper murmurs. Mike grabs his arm, pulling him back.

“look, I know you want to protect me, but we each have our own thing. I’m going in first, okay? if its safe for you to come in and look around, I’ll tell you.” Mike assures. Jasper watches him a moment, before nodding at him. he steps back.

“okay.” Jasper murmurs. Mike steps forward and pushes on the door, it opens slowly. he inches in slowly, glancing at the dark stains on the floor, swallowing. he pauses, turning to Jasper.

“hand me a flashlight.” Mike says softly. Jasper nods, pulling the backpack off. he pulls out one of the flashlights and hands it to Mike. Mike clicks it on, shining it around.

“well…?” Jasper asks softly.

“I don’t see any bodies… but this is definitely blood and it really stinks.” Mike says. he sweeps the flashlight further over the room and pauses. “no way.” Mike says, flickering his light beam back in the other direction quickly.

“Mike?” Jasper asks.

“he’s real.” Mike says softly. Jasper pokes his head in and stares at the Animatronic on a box. Mike inches forwards, light on the Animatronic carefully.

“MIke! what are you doing!?” Jasper hisses, a panicked look on his face.

“I’m gonna see if he’s activated.” Mike huffs, as though its obvious. he inches forwards. “u-uh,h-hello?” Mike calls, tapping the Pirates leg. the Animatronic jerks, eyes flashing. he growls and gets up off the box. Mike scrambles backwards, landing on his ass and looking up at the Animatronic terrified.

“ya gotta lotta nerve-” Foxy starts. he stops, eyes widening. “kids…” Foxy murmurs, stepping back slightly. Mike glances back at Jasper.

“and he’s Australian, I got jipped.” Jasper whispers. Mike rolls his eyes, before looking back up at the Animatronic.

“are… are you Glamrock Foxy?” Mike asks.

“jus’ Foxy laddie.” Foxy murmurs, walking over to them quickly. he carefully picks Mike up, putting him back on his feet. “sorry ‘bout that. yer both alright? yeah? either of ya hurt?” he asks.

“no, we’re okay.” Mike assures.

“why are you in here?” Jasper asks. Foxy frowns a little, glancing behind him.

“uh, I ain’t on the floor yet.” Foxy says. Mike looks towards where Foxy had glanced.

“no…” Mike murmurs, walking towards the corner. Foxy puts an arm out in front of him.

“don’. little lads like ya both, don’ need t’ see that.” Foxy says. Mike shakes his head.

“lets, uh.. I’m Mike. Mike Schmidt, this is Jasper. we’re not actually kids. its a long story. long story short is, we’re both Androids. we’re adults. Jasper is from the original Freddys from back in the 80s. we got put into these bodies so we could sneak in here after hours and try to get you guys out of here so you could be free to live outside of Freddys.” Mike explains. Foxy looks confused. “Jazz, you explain more, I wanna see what we’re dealing with.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods and glances up at the Foxy.

“come on, I’ll explain.” Jasper says. Foxy walks over to him hesitantly, crouching down. Mike inches closer to the corner.

“Garcia.” Mike manages, lifting his watch to his face. his voice is shaking.

”Mike…?”

“Mike are you okay?”

“do you guys need help? you sound pretty shaken.”

“I agree with Spencer. you sound messed up.”

“I… I-I’ve got… bodies.” Mike manages.

”huh?”

“kids… 13 of them, at least.” Mike murmurs.

”oh god…”

“13…?”

“13 bodies? 13 kids?”

“Mike… are you serious? you’re sure? 13?”

“maybe more… some of them are so messed up… I can’t tell…” Mike manages. “but the Foxy… he’s been sitting in here with them. watching over them. th-they’re not stacked or crammed anywhere. they’re just kinda… laid here. wrapped in table cloths… he’s been… guarding them.” Mike manages, voice cracking.

”Mike hey, its just me, the other three had to step out. are you and Jasper okay?”

“I didn’t let Jasper see this. I don’t want him to.” Mike murmurs.

”Mike, are you okay? you don’t sound okay.”

“I can’t imagine what it was like for him to sit in here with this.” Mike murmurs.

”as soon as we get you and the other Animatronics out, we’ll get them out. just like we do everytime. okay? its going to be okay. just focus on getting the Animatronics out.”

“right. okay.” Mike murmurs. he turns around and heads back towards Jasper and Foxy. Foxy is standing, pacing a little as he listens to Jasper.

“and now we go around saving kids, spirits, and Animatronics.” Jasper says. Foxy nods slightly.

“alright. I’ll help ya. even if ya aren’ kids… ya look like’em. I don’ want more kids hurt.” Foxy murmurs.

“thats fine with us.” Mike assures. Jasper glances over.

“Mike, what did you find?” Jasper asks. Mike looks at him before looking away.

“just… stay away from that.” Mike murmurs. Jaspers shoulders fall and he nods, looking away.

“right, understood.” Jasper murmurs.

“so what's the next plan then?” Foxy asks, crouching back down. he looks between them.

“we have to figure out where your chips are and get everyone out. not sure how we’ll get the Sun and Moon out, we’re banned from the daycare.” Mike says. Foxy gives him a half smile.

“I sorta know Sun… I haven’ met many, jus’ two, maybe. I should be able t’ talk t’ ‘im.” Foxy says. Mike nods.

“alright. thanks Foxy.” Mike says. Jasper glances at him, Mike nods a little. it was just as weird for Mike to say as it was for Jasper to hear, if Mike wasn’t talking to him.

“let me guess. the others are after ya?” Foxy asks. Jasper nods.

“yeah.” Jasper says.

“Monty, Roxy, and Chica are. Freddy’s sort of been working with me, but he doesn’t understand we don’t want out. we want to get them out.” Mike says. Foxy nods a little.

“well, we’ll figure it out. I don’ know ‘bout anyone else, but I think I know where me own chip is.” Foxy says. Mike shakes his head.

“if you’re gonna help us, you need yours.” Mike says. Foxy nods.

“but where is it? I think its important.” Jasper says. Foxy shrugs a little, chest plates shifting. “you have a stomach hatch too?” Jasper asks.

“m’supposed t’ deliver birthday cakes t’ the daycare, when I get introduced.” Foxy explains. he points inside his chest. “talkin’ ‘bout this thin’?” Foxy asks. Mike leans in and looks, before nodding.

“yup. that's the one.” Mike says. “I bet Freddy’s is in the same spot.” Mike says.

“I haven’ met ‘im, but I know Monty’s chest opens the same way, fer maintenance reasons. his might be there too, but the girls, no idea.” Foxy says. “but I seen’em open Monty like this, while they were puttin’ me t’gether.” Foxy adds. Mike nods.

“we’ll look for theirs after I get my hands on Bonnies, first we have to find him.” Mike says.

“Bonnie? Bonnie Bowl.” Foxy says.

“yeah. that's the one.” Mike says. Foxy looks away then back to Mike.

“I know where he is, I think.” Foxy murmurs. he looks confused, ears twitching.

“do you? cause he’s supposed to be missing.” Mike says.

“I think so.” Foxy says. “come on.” Foxy adds, heading out of the Kids Cove. Mike and Jasper follows him quickly.

“so can I ask you something?” Jasper asks.

“ask away.” Foxy says, glancing back.

“how’d those kids get in there…?” Jasper asks. Foxy stalls a moment, before his tail twitches and he slowly keeps walking.

“m’not ‘posed t’ be active yet. m’stored in that room so kids don’ accidentally find me before they’re ready for me t’ be out. I have a set date next week, they gotta update the others to add me t’ their memories and things. I woke up the other day… I don’ remember why. its fuzzy, like me memory is fightin’ me. I don’ know how they got there, but I tried to make them comfortable, give them the respect they deserve, y’know?” Foxy explains. he looks thoughtful. “I think… it was some sort guard… but I can’... me memory isn’ workin’.” Foxy frowns. he glances back at Jasper.

“we get it. we’ve seen it a couple times.” Jasper says. Foxy nods and pauses looking around.

“you’ll have t’ forgive me. I, uh, I don’ have a map yet.” Foxy says, rubbing the back of his neck. “I gotta stop and get me bearin’s.” Foxy adds. Mike nods, walking over to the railing, looking around.

“should we check Bonnie Bowl first?” Jasper asks.

“we’ll have to find you an access pass, I think...” Foxy frowns. Mike turns to look at him.

“but, you’re Foxy. don’t you have access everywhere?” Mike asks. Foxy shrugs.

“I dunno. I will when I’m officially added t’ crew, but I don’ know what I have access t’ yet.” Foxy shrugs a little. Mike nods.

“that makes since.” Mike says. “where do we get a pass?” Mike asks. Foxy shrugs.

“unfortunately, I don’ know that either. m’afraid I won’ be o’ much help.” Foxy frowns.

“thats okay, its nice to have someone with us while we’re stumbling around like idiots.” Mike assures. Jasper nods.

“Mikes right.” Jasper says. “besides, this is kinda of a new one for us. we’ve never had Animatronics that wanted to stay.” Jasper frowns. Foxy glances at him.

“I have a question.” Foxy says.

“go ahead.” Mike says, smiling at him.

“ya really wanna get us outta here? int’ new bodies?” Foxy asks.

“yup!” Mike says. “Jasper and I actually run an older version of Freddy’s. the original band still works there as Androids. I don’t expect anyone to work there, but I leave the choice open to everyone.” Mike explains.

“the… original band?” Foxy asks, tilting his head.

“yeah. Gabriel was our Freddy, Spencer was our Bonnie, Mackenzie was our Chica, and Jasper, he was our Foxy.” Mike says. Foxy raises an eyebrow, glancing over at Jasper.

“yer the original Foxy?” Foxy asks. Jasper shrugs a little.

“yeah. way back in the day. I still do that, I actually enjoy it.” Jasper says. Foxy nods slightly.

“but we wouldn’ have t’ if we don’ want t’?” Foxy asks.

“thats right.” Jasper says.

“an I be allowed t’ go, even if m’not out like the others?” Foxy asks. Mike pauses and turns around.

“I don’t care if you’re an active Animatronic, a brand new one they haven’t put on the floor yet, or if they’ve thrown you in storage for 30 years. if you want to leave with us, you’re coming with us. everyone is welcome.” Mike says, firmly. he turns back around and keep walking. Foxy frowns.

“what was that ‘bout?” Foxy asks. Jasper frowns, adjusting the straps of the backpack he’s wearing.

“he’s very passionate about saving everyone he can… me and the other originals… we weren’t doing so hot when Mike managed to save us. we were falling apart. I was out of order for a long time, broken down and barely online. he gets pretty upset over the idea of not just me like that, but others possibly ending up like that.” Jasper murmurs. Foxy nods a little.

“so… how come ya don’ use Foxy as yer name anymore?” Foxy asks.

“eh, I like Jasper. once we get you out of here and get you a body, you’ll be allowed to pick your own name if you want. you’ll also get an update so you don’t have to talk like a Pirate all the time.” Jasper says, glancing at him. Foxy smiles.

“that would be nice.” Foxy murmurs.

“might wanna go a head and start thinking of names. took me a couple of years to find one I liked. you have all the time you need, but putting some serious thought into it doesn’t hurt.” Jasper says. Jasper looks up when Mike pauses, lifting his watch to his face.

”Mike?”

“Freddy?” Mike asks. “you’re all, glitchy, you okay?” Mike asks.

"if you get this message, come to the Roxy Raceway entrance on the second floor. I piled up some boxes so you can hop over the construction fence and find me. something is jamming my communications signal. come to the Roxy Raceway."

Mike frowns, glancing back at Jasper.

“somethings wrong with Freddy.” Mike says.

“what do you mean?” Jasper asks, walking over to him quickly.

“he’s all glitchy. he’s calling for help. he needs us to go to Roxy Raceway and help him.” Mike frowns. Foxy frowns, stepping back.

“m’not really supposed t’ interact with the others. they don’ know who I am.” Foxy says. Mike frowns.

“we can’t just leave you here.” Mike murmurs. “do you have access to the main network?” Mike ask.

“sort of.” Foxy says.

“can you connect to my fazwatch?” Mike asks. Foxy frowns, tilting his head. one of his ears twitches, making his earrings cling together. there's a beep on Mikes watch and he clicks the button.

”it seems I can connect t’ yer watch. I can’ go int’ Roxy Raceway, but I can make sure ya get there safely.”

Mike perks up and glances back at him.

“alright. sounds like a plan then.” Mike says.

“Mike are you sure this isn’t a trap?” Jasper asks, hesitantly.

“I don’t know. but if he’s hurt or anything, we can’t just leave him.” Mike murmurs.

“so, what do we do with Foxy?” Jasper asks. Foxy blinks down at them.

“I feel guilty leaving him outside. if Freddy is hurt, whatever it is could come after Foxy too.” Mike murmurs, tapping his chin.

“I promise, I’ll be fine.” Foxy says. “I’ll get ya two over there, okay?” Foxy ask.

“yeah but who knows where we’re gonna end up, especially if you can’t come with us.” Mike says.

“I’ll be fine. c’mon.” Foxy murmurs.

“wha- hey!” Jasper shouts, kicking his feet. “what are you doing?” Jasper growls. he’s dropped onto Foxys shoulders quickly, before Mikes scooped up.

“what are you doing?” Mike glares.

“ya said he was hurt. we’re going over there.” Foxy says. Jaspers eyes widen and he quickly holds on quickly. if this Foxy is anywhere near as fast as he used to be, he doesn’t want to risk falling off. “sorry, but I need t’ keep me hook free, better t’ not need it an have it free than t’ need it and have t’ drop one o’ ye.” Foxy says. he tenses up and takes off as fast as he can.

Mike and Jasper stumble a little when Foxy puts them down.

“sorry ‘bout that. I don’ trust them cameras.” Foxy murmurs. Mike glances up at him.

“huh? why?” Mike asks.

“the guard be watchin’. if there’s kids here, I know someone be on the cameras… s’like a game t’ her I guess. that's a big reason why I wanted t’ be with ya on this trip. I can’ risk more dead kids.” Foxy frowns. Mike nods slightly, looking up.

“this place is under construction.’ Jasper frowns, looking around.

“its weird.” Mike mutters.

“go. find Freddy. I’ll be around. I ain’ on the same circuit as them yet, cause they don’ know ‘bout me. they’re not ‘posed t’ converse with me, so I can’ be controlled like them, but ya can get me on yer watch.” Foxy says. Mike nods at him.

“thanks.” Mike murmurs.

“jus’ call me if ya run int’ trouble. I’ll try t’ find ya.” Foxy nods. Mike pauses and turns to Foxy.

“try to find a recharge station to hide out in. if she sees you on the cameras. she might try to send the others after you.” Mike says. Foxy tilts his head a moment, seeming to think. “its the big chambers with a lightning bolt on it.” Mike explains.

“right, thanks.” Foxy nods at him. he watches them head into Roxy Raceway, before heading off.

Mike looks around, before grabbing Jaspers hand and pulling him along.

“so, you think we can trust him?” Mike asks.

“not sure… he was in a room full of dead kids.” Jasper says.

“he was guarding their bodies. he wrapped them in table clothes and put them to the side where only he could see them. he’s probably not on during the day and wouldn’t be able to alert anyone they’re in there.” Mike says. Jasper nods slightly.

“that makes sense… do you trust him?” Jasper asks. Mike pauses to think a moment, before nodding as he keeps walking.

“yeah, I do. Foxy models have always been different. I mean think about it. you were different from the others. Reign was different from her lot. Lizzie was different from Baby and the others. think about it. why wouldn’t he be any different?” Mike asks, glancing at him. Jasper nods a little.

“yeah, you’re right.” Jasper murmurs. Mike pulls him along.

“Freddy?” Mike calls. he frowns looking around

“think those are the boxes he stacked for us?” Jasper asks, pointing. Mike shrugs.

“maybe. its worth a shot.” Mike says, walking over. he climbs up onto the first box, glancing around. “I can’t see him.” Mike frowns, climbing over the second box.

“this feels like a trap.” Jasper mutters, climbing up onto the first box. Mike climbs the third box and pauses.

“I can kinda see him. he doesn’t look too good. he’s laying on the floor.” Mike murmurs. Jasper climbs up to the third box, following Mikes gaze. they jump down off the boxes and onto the stairs, carefully.

“this feels like a trap.” Jasper murmurs. Mike frowns.

“come on. we have to at least try to help him.” Mike says. he jumps over the wall and grunts, nearly falling on his face. Jasper huffs, throwing himself over the wall and landing beside Mike. the slowly make their way over to Freddy’s twitching figure. “Freddy?” Mike asks, hesitantly. Freddy looks at them.

“there you are. I was so worried. I waited and waited for you two. I missed the hourly recharge, and have been trying to get down to Parts and Service. I think something is wrong.” Freddy manages, pushing himself to sit up. Jasper grabs hold of Mike. he doesn’t like the way Freddy is glitching.

“somethings up here Mike.” Jasper murmurs.

“I think she’s trying to hack into him too, make Freddy like the others, she doesn’t want him helping us.” Mike murmurs.

“Mike, what if this is a trap?” Jasper asks.

“then we call Foxy for help. come on.” Mike murmurs. “what do we need to do Freddy?” Mike asks.

“help me get to Parts and Service… it is down under the main stage. normally the stage lift takes me down there after every concert. that is really the only way I know how.” Freddy says, watching them. Mike nods a little.

“how are we suppose to get there?” Mike asks. he watches Freddys head twitch and slams against the floor. the bear winces.

“use the door behind me. it will take you to the rehearsal room on the other side of the building. look for a backstage pass and find a way to turn on the lift." Freddy manages. Mike nods.

“we’ll do our best.” Mike says. Freddy's head drops back and stays on the floor.

“entering rest mode.” Freddy says, slumping over. Mike watches him a moment.

“alright. come on Jasper.” Mike says.

“no way, this is a trap.” Jasper says firmly.

“all we have to do is find a way to the backstage, okay? we can call for Foxy. he can help us with Freddy.” Mike murmurs. Jasper frowns. “are you here to help me or are you here to be a baby?” Mike glares.

“I am not a baby.” Jasper hisses. “I just don’t want to end up trapped.” Jasper huffs, arms crossed over his chest.

“fine, then stay here. I’m going.” Mike huffs. he heads for the door. “Foxy, its Mike, can you hear me?” Mike asks.

”loud and clear. how can I help ya?”

“Freddy’s stuck in like, the backroom of Roxy Raceway. he’s in bad shape, do you know where the rehearsal room is?” Mike asks.

”I think so. I’ve been in there before. its where they did test runs with me. I dropped a birthday cake in there.”

Mike almost laughs at how sad he sounds at that, but he manages to stop himself.

“I’m sorry you dropped a birthday cake. can you meet me there? I’ve gotta find a way to get a backstage pass. I’ve gotta get Freddy down to Parts and Service.” Mike explains.

”I can try. no promises, but I will let ya know if I can’ get there.”

“thanks.” Mike murmurs.

“you can't just run off and leave me, Mike.” Jasper huffs, running over to him.

“I figured you’d tag along eventually.” Mike shrugs. Jasper glares at him.

“you really don’t care if this is a trap?” Jasper asks. Mike turns to look at him.

“trap or not, I can’t leave him like that Jasper.” Mike says firmly.

“so, you’re gonna get killed to help him?” he asks.

“if I have to.” Mike frowns. “Jazz, look at him. look how beat up he is. I know something happened. I’m not stupid, but like, I can’t leave him broken.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods at him.

“I know. come on. lets see if we can get him fixed up.” Jasper murmurs. “what about Foxy?” Jasper asks.

“he’s gonna try and meet us in the rehearsal room.” Mike says.

“Mike, this is a bad idea.” Jasper mutters. Mike glances at him, concerned.

“Jazz…. Jasper are you alright? this isn’t how you usually act, you’re being weird.” Mike says, watching him. Jasper glances around, fiddling with his fingers, before looking at Mike. he’s got and anxious frown on his face.

“something weirds going on here.” Jasper frowns. “the spirits… they’re like…. making my energy buzz, my circuits feel weird. I don’t like it. I haven’t been this anxious in years. I don’t like it.” Jasper admits, wringing the hem of his shirt in his hands. Mike glances at him, looking confused and more concerned than before.

“Jasper?” Mike asks, watching him. Jasper looks at him, before frowning and looking around. Mike frowns and looks around the room, before shooting Jasper a small smile and reaching for his hand. “I feel it too, I don’t like it either. I want to get these guys out of here.” Mike says softly. Jasper glances at his hand.

“I don’t know how well this is gonna work.” Jasper murmurs.

“if we can’t save all of them, we know at least that Foxy wants out.” Mike murmurs. “we have to get him out at least.” Mike says, softly. Jasper nods a little.

“right. if anyone else wants out we can get them out too.” Jasper murmurs. Mike glances at him.

“hey, its gonna be alright. okay?” Mike murmurs. he reaches for Jaspers hand, shooting him a small smile. “as long as we’re doing this together, we’re gonna be fine, right?” Mike asks. Jasper looks at his hand and nods, taking it.

“right.“ Jasper murmurs. “but please, tell me you see something weird going on with Freddy.” Jasper begs. Mike squeezes his hand gently.

“he is a little off, isn’t he?” Mike asks. “and he looks beat up. he didn’t last time we saw him.” Mike frowns.

“do you think he got attacked or something?” Jasper asks, hesitantly.

“he didn’t say anything about it.” Mike frowns.

“watch your step.” Jasper murmurs. Mike carefully walks around a barrel. “we can talk later, for now we need to figure out how to get out of here.” Jasper says.

“are you lost?” Roxy calls. Mike grabs Jasper and pulls him against a box, glancing around.

“how do they know where we’re gonna be?” Mike frowns.

“told you. its a trap.” Jasper huffs. Mike frowns and leads him further into the room.

“trap or not, the only thing we can do is keep moving forwards." Mike says, pushing open the door. Jasper follows him, both pausing to glance around. “its too dark in here.” Mike mutters.

“the flashlights are in the backpack. hang on.” Jasper says, taking the bag off. he grabs both lights out and hands one to Mike.

“Garcia.” Mike says, holding his watch to his face. he pauses, glancing at his watch. “actually, I think we should use yours. your watch isn’t on the main network here.” Mike says.

“why can’t we try to ambush her and get her chip?” Jasper asks.

“we have no idea if they’ll shut down or not Jazz. a couple of years ago, sure. but this is new. different tech. we don’t know. besides, we’d need Freddy or Foxy to help. I don’t want to get killed.” Mike frowns. “call Garcia. have her get us out of here and to the rehearsal room.” Mike murmurs, flicking his flashlight on. Jasper frowns, before lifting his watch to his face.

“Garcia.” Jasper says.

”ready to help Jazz.”

“you’re not Garcia.” Jasper frowns.

”nope. I’m Spencer. Garcia’s in the bathroom. how can I help?”

“pull us up on the map, find us on the cameras, something. get us out of here.” Jasper says.

”uh yeah, sure. no problem. give me a minute.”

“just keep us away from S.T.A.F.F. bots and Roxy.” Mike says.

”yeah, can’t be that hard. so she’s across the room from you guys. go to the right and follow the wall down a hallway. there’s a door in the hall that leads to the rehearsal room.”

“sounds easy enough.” Jasper says. Mike nods and pulls Jasper along behind him.

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Mike slams the doors shut, leaning back against them with a sigh.

“fuck. that was bad.” Mike mutters.

”Mike? Jasper?”

“Foxy, where are you?” Mike asks.

”I… uh… I got a lil lost… m’near Rockstar Row. sorry.”

“don’t be sorry you don’t know your way around.” Jasper soothes.

“just stay there. we’ll figure out how to get to you. there’s gotta be a security office we can get you to so you can get a map upgrade.” Mike mutters

”I be real sorry.”

“don’t worry about it, its not your fault you don’t have a map.” Mike assures gently. he looks around. “come on, lets find this stupid pass and get the hell out of here.” Mike mutters. Jasper nods.

Garcia, you back?” Jasper asks.

”yeah, I’m here, what's up? how bad did SPencer fuck you guys?”

“not too bad. we made it. pull up the cameras, see if you can find the Foxy. he doesn’t have a built in map yet and he’s lost. he was supposed to meet us in the rehearsal room, but he can’t find it.” Jasper says.

”yeah, no problem. any idea where he is?”

“Rockstar Row, where ever that is.” Jasper says.

“thats where I started at tonight. Freddys room on Rockstar Row. that's gotta be ages from here.” MIke groans lowly, digging around. they dig around for a few minutes int he clustered room, before Jasper grins.

“got it!” Jasper shouts, waving the pass in the air. Mike perks up.

“fuck yeah! if we were fighting for our lives in here, I’d kiss you.” Mike grins, running over to him.Jasper snorts.

“lets get out of here.” Jasper murmurs, grabbing him. he pulls him to the hallway happily. mike follows grinning.

“Freddy, we got the pass.” Mike says. he pauses looking at his watch. “Freddy?” Mike asks. Jasper glances at him worriedly.

“come on, lets get to the backstage office.” Jasper murmurs. they push the door open and pause. “where are we?” Jasper asks. Mike looks around.

“Rockstar Row?” Mike asks. he looks around. “Foxy!” Mike calls. its quiet a moment, before the Animatronic appears, walking over to them quickly.

“hey! yer both okay.” Foxy says, looking relieved. he crouches in front of them. “alright, whats the plan?” Foxy asks. Jasper holds up the pass.

“we need to find the backstage office.” Jasper says. Foxy nods, glancing around.

“I have no idea where that would be.” he mutters. Mike taps his chin, thinking.

“I got an idea of where its at.” Mike says. he grabs Jaspers hand and pulls him along quickly, Foxy scrambles to his feet to follow them. Mike leads them over to a door and points. “employees only, backstage area.” Mike says, pointing at the sign.

“well, seems like a good place to start.” Jasper grins. he pauses, looking around. “whats that sound?” he frowns.

“Monty.” Foxy frowns, glancing over at the Gators green room.

“whats wrong with him?” Mike asks. Foxy shrugs.

“don’ know, but while they were workin’ on me, they brought Bonnie in once. said Monty got a lil rough with’im. tore his arm clean off. Bonnie just laughed it off though.” Foxy frowns.

“lets just avoid him then. I like my arms where they are.” Mike says.

“me too.” Jasper says, reaching for the door.

“hang on.” Foxy says. he picks both of them up, leaving them confused.

“what are you doing?” Jasper asks.

“the doors can sense the pass, not how many people. we go through at the same time, we don’ risk only one o’ ya gettin’ through.” Foxy explains.

“makes sense to me.” Mike shrugs. Jasper nods a little and Foxy walks forwards, nudging the door open with his arm carefully. he doesn’t immediately put them down when they step inside, carrying them up the stairs.

“whats with the doors?” Jasper asks. Foxy shrugs.

“yer guess s’as good s’mine.” Foxy says.

“that looks like Chicas guitar.” Mike says. Jasper frowns.

“what if there’s a sensor and you can’t walk through?” Jasper asks, looking up at Foxy. he shrugs again.

“guess we’ll find out.” Foxy snorts. he steps forwards hesitantly, to his utter surprise the door flies open. he steps through it quickly.

“huh. weird.” Mike murmurs. Foxy carries them through the second door, putting them down.

“this must be the office.” Jasper says.

“hey! its backstage right? I wonder if we can get Foxy a map in here.” Mike says.

“lets not.” Foxy says quickly. Mike looks over. “I don’ know what keeps me off the main network. as long as m’not on that, I can’ be controlled, who knows what could happen if ya accidentally upload me int’ the main network like the others.” Foxy frowns. Mike watches him a moment.

“yeah… I guess thats a bad idea. good thinking.” Mike says.

“hey Mike, I got another badge for you.” Jasper says. he walks over to the badge holder and pull it out, holding it towards Mike. immediately an alarm starts going off. “oops.” Jasper mutters, looking up.

“I guess we learned nothing from the last badge.” Mike says, taking it from Jasper. he gives a sheepish shrug.

“sorry Mike. didn’t think.” he murmurs.

“its okay.” Mike assures. “hey whats this?” Mike asks, grabbing a disk from the holder.

“performance disk.’ Foxy says. Mike glances at him. “sorry. I see a lot o’ those. they have t’ program each and everyone into us. I’ve seen so many o’ those stupid things, I could find’em in recharge.” Foxy explains.

“gross.” Mike says, tucking it into the backpack.

”Mike? what did you do? something has happened. I can communicate again. thank you. I think you fixed my signal!”

Mike looks down, lifting his watch to his face.

“Freddy?” Mike asks. “Freddy, we can see you on the screens, are you… standing?” Mike ask. Jasper immediately gets an uncomfortable look on his face.

“that weird tingling is back. this is a trap.” Jasper says. MIke glances at him concerned.

“we’ve been over this Jazz. that ‘weird tingling’ is you giving yourself anxiety to the point your circuits are buzzing. you’ve got to calm down.” Mike warns gently.

”consider standing a… second win.”

Mike watches the screen a moment, before he glances at Jasper.

“okay, I don’t like it either anymore.” Mike mutters, hesitantly. Jasper frowns a little, hugging himself. he swallows and looks at Freddy on the screen.” okay Freddy, what do we do? I can see the others coming at us on the screens.” Mike says.

”do not let them in! the security doors for the backstage office are equipped with an electrical deterrent. if you see them banging on the doors, hit the appropriate button. the shock will stun them long enough they’ll wonder away, but not hurt them.”

Jasper frowns a little.

“why? why the electrical deterrents?” Jasper asks. Freddy goes quiet a moment.

”they… they became necessary… after an incident with Monty losing his temper. a security officer was injured.”

“I don’t like that.” Mike mutters. “I won’t do it.” Mike says, shaking his head.

“I know you won’t Mike. I’ll do it.” Jasper assures.

“I’ll help where I can.” Foxy assures.

“b-but how do we get out of here? we can’t just do that forever!” Mike hisses.

”do not panic. do you see the large vent in the floor? you are probably standing right on top of it. If I can reach the room under you, I should be able to force it open, and let you out."

Mike looks down at the vent he’s standing on.

“uh… okay….?” Mike asks. the screens flicker.

”hmmm. all the doors appear to be on lockdown. hmmm… look for me on the monitors. if you see me waving, push the button in front of the corresponding monitor to open the door and let me through.”

“okay. I can do that.” Mike murmurs. Jasper shoots him a small smile, before slamming his hand down on a button.

“I got these doors, you get those doors.” Jasper says, looking at Foxy.

“uh, right. sure. I can do that.” Foxy says. he slams his hand down on a button, wincing as Roxy jerks back away from the door. “I did not like that.” Foxy frowns.

“yeah, Mike doesn’t either. just help me out so he doesn’t have to do it.” Jasper says. Foxy nods. Mike cries out, jumping away from the monitor when a new face pops up.

”there you are! see you soon!”

“its the rabbit lady thing.” Mike says.

”hurry Mike! I cannot stop her!”

Mike looks around quickly, slamming his hand on the button when he sees Freddy.

“I feel really bad about this.” Foxy says, hitting the button. Mike quickly moves around the console looking for Freddy.

”over here!”

Mike looks up and quickly hits the button.

“sorry Freddy, there’s a lot of screens and I gotta keep moving around to find you.” Mike says.

“he’ll be fine.” Jasper says, jumping up to hit the button for the door Monty is beating on. “back up ya nasty lizard.” Jasper glares.

”can you see me?”

“yes I’m working on it.” Mike snaps, hitting the door button. “why is there a timer on screen?” Mike asks.

“I don’t want to find out.” Jasper says. Mike slams the buttons on a door as he sees Freddy run up to hit.

“whats gonna happen when Freddy gets here?” Mike asks, hitting another door button.

“what do you mean? we get out.’ Jasper says.

“I mean I thought Foxy wasn’t supposed to meet the others.’ Mike frowns.

“well, guess m’gonna do it anyway.” Foxy says. “I don’ like how Freddy was actin’.” Foxy frowns. “m’not leavin’ ya alone with ‘im.” Foxy warns. Mike hits another button letting Freddy in another room.

“I don’t like this.” Mike says. he dashes around to look dor Freddy on another monitor. he doesn’t see the vent vanish seconds before he steps on it. “JASPER!” Mike cries, falling into the who. Jasper looks over.

“Mike!” Jasper shouts, running over to the hole in the floor.

“Freddy.” Mike yelps. he looks up. “Jazz! its Freddy!” Mike shouts. Jasper looks relieved.

“Foxy, come on.” Jasper calls. “Freddy move over.” Jasper hisses.

“if I move and do not catch you, you will get hurt.” Freddy warns.

“no I won’t. move.” Jasper huffs. Freddy frowns, stepping out of the way, he puts Mike down carefully.

“c’mon kid.” Foxy says, scooping up Jasper and jumping into the hole. “we gotta move. lets go.” Foxy says. Freddy stares at him.

“I do not understand, who is that?” Freddy asks.

“thats Foxy. I’ll explain later. where can I use this?” Mike asks, holding up the disk.

"we need to get to the Atrium. that is a program disc for the stage show. if you use it in the sound booth, you should be able to run a showtime program, which will activate the lift, we can get to Parts and Service.” Freddy explains. his head twitches to the side and he winces, holding onto his stomach. Mike steps back, watching him, before Freddy walks past him quickly. Mike moves to follow him, but Foxy scoops him up.

“hey.” Mike huffs. he’s swiftly tucked into Foxys arm beside Jasper, both hanging over his arm. Jasper huffs a little.

“welcome aboard. he won’t put me down.” Jasper mutters.

“I don’ trust’im. ya will be fine. jus’ hang on.” Foxy says. Mike huffs, trying to squirm free.

“easy.” Jasper warns, moving his face away from Mikes elbow. Mike glances over.

“oh, sorry.” Mike murmurs. Foxy follows Freddy out to the main stage, looking around.

“Mike Jasper, my systems are failing. go to the sound booth on the third floor balcony. run the performance program on that disc, then meet me back on the stage. please hurry, you do not have much time. it is almost the end of the hour. I will wait here." Freddy manages.

“come on, ya two are stuck with me now. I don’ trust’im an I ain’ leavin’ ya fer that ‘rabbit lady’ has ya called her.” Foxy explains.

“can we walk?” Jasper asks.

“sure, but I’d avoid that spot light.” Foxy says, putting them down carefully.

“what spot light?” Jasper asks, looking around. Mike points at Monty.

“that one. Monty’s got it.” Mike says. Jasper looks up and nods.

“right. stay clear of the light.” Jasper says.

“come on, we’ve gotta get up to the third floor.” Mike says, heading for the stairs. he pauses at the bottom of the first set of steps and sighs. “big stairs, little legs. you’d think they’d make these stairs for kids.” Mike mutters.

“I was gonna carry ya, but he insisted.” Foxy shrugs.

“I am not above being carried. its like 3 AM and my legs are getting tired.” Mike says, turning to him. he throws his arms in the air. “in the most dignified way I can ask, please carry my lazy ass up those stairs.” Mike says. Foxy raises an eye brow, but picks him up.

“watch yer language.” Foxy warns. Mike mutters at him, checking the power indicator on his wrist. he’s got two lights instead of three. one is flashing red, the other is green. he should be able to run off that a little while longer, but he’s not sure.

“you’re tired already?” Jasper asks.

“I’ve been doing this longer than you have.” Mike mutters.

“why don’cha catch a nap, alright? we’ve got this handled.” Foxy assures. Mike frowns a little, but nods, letting his eyes shut. a small nap wouldn’t hurt. Jasper glances at them but nods, leading the way up there stairs. he’s grateful Garcia made his legs just slightly longer than Mikes. it was enough to make a big difference on things like stairs.

Foxy easily keeps up with Jasper, carefully doing his best to keep from moving Mike too much.

“where do I put it?” Jasper asks, holding the disk. he glances at Foxy, who shrugs a little.

“how should I know?” Foxy asks. he glances around, pausing at a plush on the table. “so that's what ya looked like then?” Foxy asks, nudging the plush with his hook. Jasper glances over and perks up.

“yeah, that's mine now.” Jasper says, snatching the toy. he shoves it into his backpack. Foxy raises an eye brow at him.

“uh… why?” Foxy asks. Jasper frowns a little, looking for somewhere eto put the disk.

“remember I told you we had dead kids stuffed into us?” Jasper asks.

“yeah.” Foxy frowns.

“well… Mike was a kid when that happened… the little boy that haunted me, used me to attack Mike. I bit his head open. almost killed him. his mom threw out everything from the pizzeria, including an old toy of his. I found one a couple of months ago and gave it to him. it had an accident. someone broke into the house, destroyed our room, cut its head off. so this’ll replace that, at least until its fixed.” Jasper says. he pulls the backpack back on and looks around with the disk. “its not the first thing I’ve snagged tonight either.” Jasper shrugs.

“lost boy over here!” Chica calls. Foxy turns quickly, holding tighter to Mike, nervously.

“we have t’ hurry Jasper.” Foxy says.

“I’m looking!” Jasper hisses. “here.” Jasper says. he looks over the disk player. immediately music starts playing.

“c’mon, lets get back t’ the stage.” Foxy says. he grabs Jasper, carefully to avoid getting him with his hook.

“what are you doing?” Jasper hisses.

“she’s nearby.” Foxy growls.

“who? Chica? Roxy?” Jasper asks.

“Roxy? ha, that ugly mutt. I could take her on.” Foxy huffs.

“I heard that!” Roxy growls. Foxy blinks.

“uh, ‘scuse me.” Foxy mutters, heading for the stairs.

“she says that a lot. its like they only have access to three or four weird vocal lines while they’re like this.” Jasper frowns. Foxy nods, heading down the stairs. he darts across the floor to the stage. Freddy glances at them, practically vibrating where he stands. Foxy puts Jasper down on the platform, frowning.

“great job. push the button on the list to take us down to Parts and Service.” Freddy manages. Jasper nods and presses the button, glancing up at Foxy.

“he’s fine.” Foxy assures. Jasper looks confused and Foxy motions to Mike. “he’s still asleep. I intend t’ leave’im that way.” Foxy says. Jasper nods slightly.

“shit.” Jasper hisses.

“language.” Foxy chides. Jasper shoots him a dirty look, before turning back to what he’d been looking at.

“what time is it? that fucking Moon guy is out.” Jasper says, backing away from the Animatronic. Foxy tenses and grabs Jasper. Jasper doesn’t complain this time.

“you need to get to a recharge station. follow me.” Freddy says. he stumbles when the lift stops, but carefully gets himself down. Foxy follows him immediately. he has no idea what's happening.

“whats wrong with that thing?” Jasper asks.

“I don’ know. Sun is always fine, but Moon…” Foxy trails, glancing behind them. he follows Freddy down the hallway quickly.

“quickly, get them into the recharge station.” Freddy says, motioning to the station. Foxy nods and runs over to it.

“Garcia, anyway you can connect Mike to this recharge station? he’s out cold. he needs a boost.” Jasper frowns.

”if you’re getting in with someone, whose connected to the station, he should just connect right along with it. you may just have to wait a few minutes instead of getting out immediately. your recharge cycles are built to be like sleep, slow charge, you’re not build for a quick recharge, but one or two of them won’t hurt you guys.”

“who is that?” Foxy frowns.

“Garcia.” Jasper explains, as Foxy steps into he recharge station. the door slams shut immediately.

“woah.” Foxy mutters, the lightning bolts on his cheeks light up slightly. “this is weird.” Foxy mutters. Jasper jumps at a loud thump.

“Freddy?” Jasper asks. he peers out of the window. “shit, Freddy!” Jasper calls.

“nighty-night.” Moon laughs, dragging Freddy off.

“we have to go after them.” Foxy says, pushing on the door.

“we can’. I-I can’ get out. it says it isn’ done yet.” Foxy says. Jasper glances at him.

“great.” he mutters.

Mike shifts, groaning after a few minutes. he blinks a little, looking around.

“where are we?” he mutters.

“recharge station. Moon came after us.” Jasper mutters. Mike blinks a little. “he got Freddy, but we can’t get out because the recharge station won’t let go of Foxy.” Jasper frowns. Mike blinks up at Foxy, before looking down at his wrist. he runs his finger over it.

“wow. talk about a power nap.” Mike mutters. “okay, well surely we can do something to make it let go of him.” Mike says, looking around.

“hold on. it says… updatin’?” Foxy asks.

“I hope its not putting you on the main network, that could be really bad.” Jasper frowns.

“no, it keeps sayin’ no connection t’ main network, systems updatin’.” Foxy frowns. “its almost done.” Foxy says. suddenly the door flies open. Foxy steps out, carefully putting them down.

“well? anything new?” Mike asks. Foxy looks around blinking rapidly.

“this is a lot o’ stuff.” Foxy mutters. “I got a map, access t’ cameras, and… I think I can see Freddy. maybe? there’s a little blue symbol if I look out, if I look up there's a green one, a pink one, and a purple one… hey. that one over there looks different. its orange?” Foxy asks, confused. “whose symbol is orange?” Foxy frowns.

“do you have a symbol?” Mike asks.

“no, but I assume it would be yellow, since, well, everythin’ is kinda yellow.” Foxy says.

“wait. if Freddy is blue, Monty is obviously green, purple is Roxy, and pink is Chica…. does that mean…” Mike trails, glancing at Jasper. he seems to think a moment, before frowning.

“orange has to be Bonnie. no way that Moon thing got that far that fast.” Jasper says.

“I don’t have Sun or Moon, but I guess that being Bonnie would make sense.” Foxy says.

“lets go get Freddy then we can see if we can find Bonnie.” Mike says.

“come on the lift is this way.” Jasper says. he leaves them down the hall and pauses.

“it reset. now what?” Foxy asks. Jasper shrugs.

“well, there’s gotta be a hallway here somewhere.” Mike says, heading off back down the hallway. they wonder a moment before Mike pauses. “hey, look. there’s a flashlight recharge stations up here. Jazz, give me the flashlights. if there’s a station down here, there has to be a reason why.” Mike says. Jasper nods and pulls the flashlights from the backpack, passing them to Mike.

“so what we charge these and just… walk through that door?” Jasper asks.

“got any better ideas?” Mike asks. Jasper frowns.

“well, no. I guess not.” Jasper mutters, taking his flashlight from Mike.

“well, then, into the unknown it is.” Mike says, offering his hand to Jasper with a smile. Jasper looks at his hand and smiles, taking it. he lets Mike lead him into the door.

“hold on. I hear somethin’.” Foxy growls, turning around. he backs up slightly, making sure to keep the smaller two behind him. Jasper glances at Mike, frowning.

“please take this map! take a map!”

Mike stifles a snicker when Jasper jumps at the Map bot that suddenly appears. Jasper glares at him, flushing. Foxy relaxes, snatching the map with a growl.

“now beat it!” Foxy snaps. he turns and frowns, holding the map out to Mike. “here.” he says. Mike grabs it, looking at his watch.

“map updated.” Mike murmurs. “maybe you should keep this, just in case.” Mike says, holding it out to Foxy.

“no need. its in here.” Foxy says, tapping the side of his head. Mike nods.

“okay, well, I’ll put it in the backpack with the other one. turn around Jasper.” Mike says. Jasper takes the map.

“I got it.” Jasper huffs. Mike raises an eye brow at him, but shrugs it off, turning to look at the door.

“okay, lets find out what's on the other side of this door.” Mike murmurs. they step through the doorway and look around.

“another flashlight recharge station.” Jasper says.

“we’re gonna need these.” Mike frowns. he flicks his on, looking around. Jasper takes his hand again gently, looking around. they look around.

“theres a like over there.” Foxy says, walking up behind them.

“okay… I guess into the light.” Mike murmurs.

Foxy trails behind them carefully, looking around. he squeezes Mikes hand gently.

“what is this place?” Mike asks. Foxy looks around.

“yer guess s’good s’mine. I haven’ been down here before.” Foxy murmurs, glancing around. the yellow light his eye is producing reminds Mike of Jasper’s eyes, it makes the large Animatronic behind them more comforting. with Freddy acting weird, he’s not even sure if they can trust Foxy.

“there’s a door.” Mike says, glancing at Jasper. if he was human, his hand would be sweating in Jaspers. the red head frowns a little, squeezing his hand again gently. he knows Mike is nervous, he’s not much different.

the walk through the door and pauses.

“an Endoskeleton?” Mike asks.

“whats it doing down here?” Jasper asks. he turns to look at Foxy. Mike does the same.

“Foxy, do you know why its here?” Mike asks.

“no not really. s’weird.” Foxy frowns.

“whats going on down- HEY!” Jasper shouts. “let go of me!” Jasper shouts.

“Jasper!” Mike shouts, turning around. he grabs hold of Jasper, but loses grip. “put him down!” Mike cries.

“ya let ‘im go!” Foxy shouts. he shoves Mike out of the way in a blur. Mike can’t even see what's happening, too busy scrambling for his flashlight. when he finally managed to grab it, he flashes it over towards the fight. Foxy is standing over the Endo, Jasper held tightly in his arm, hook in the Endo’s face. he growls lowly, yanking his hook free. “ya don’ touch the kid.” Foxy snaps. he carefully puts Jasper down. “ya alright?” Foxy asks.

“yeah. I’m good.” Jasper murmurs. he glances over at Mike, whose still on his knees on the floor, clutching his flashlight. “Mike?” Jasper asks, running over quickly.

“are you okay?” Mike asks, getting up. he throws his arms around Jaspers neck, hugging him tightly. Jasper holds him.

“I’m fine. I’m okay.” Jasper assures.

“m’sorry I knocked ya over like that.” Foxy says, walking over. Mike shakes his head.

“no. I’m glad you got to Jasper.” Mike murmurs.

“are ya alright?” Foxy asks.

“we’re okay.” Mike murmurs, dropping his head against Jaspers chest. Jasper holds him tightly.

“you’re okay. its okay.” Jasper murmurs. he lets Mike go gently, glances over at the downed Endo. “is it dead?” Jasper asks.

“yeah and the next one will be too. they’re too violent. they could hurt one o’ ya.” Foxy says.

“good.” Mike mumbles, stepping away from Jasper. he reaches for Jaspers hand. “come on.” Mike says. Jasper nods and lets Mike pull him along, only stopping to grab his flashlight off the ground. Foxy follows behind them.

“there’s a fence…” Jasper says.

“and a vent.” Mike frowns. he shakes his head. “what do we do? if we go in there we leave Foxy here… I don’t want to do that.” Mike says.

“s’not happenin’.” Foxy warns. “move. m’jus’ as strong as the next one.” Foxy murmurs. Jasper pulls Mike out of the way. Foxy takes off running. he slams through the fence easily.

“wow.” Mike mutters. he and Jasper carefully step over the broken fence and look around.

“hey, wait, what if we’re missing a badge?” Jasper asks.

“huh?” Mike asks.

“what if there’s a security office on the other side? if we could get a badge, a fourth one, we could get into Parts and Service with no problem.” Jasper says.

“we’ll figure it out.” Mike says. “we’re not leaving Foxy behind.” Mike adds. Jasper nods a little.

“look. theres another flashlight recharge station. we should recharge them real quick. just to be safe.” Jasper says. Mike nods in agreement.

“alight. next door of wonder.” Mike says.

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Foxy slides around a corner, claws scraping the ground and creating an awful sound, Jasper and Mike tucked one under each arm.

“can’t you run any faster!?” Mike cries, watching the Endos chase them.

“m’runnin’ as fast as I can!” Foxy snaps.

“its not fast enough!” Jasper says. “how close are they?” Jasper asks. he can’t see, unlike Mike, Foxy is holding him facing forwards.

“pretty close!” Mike yelps. “you had to have the badge!” Mike growls. Jasper huffs.

“we needed it!” Jasper argues.

“we could’ve survived without it!” Mike argues.

“this was your idea! you wanted to save Freddy!” Jasper shouts.

“hush! both o’ ya! I can’ think when yer yellin’!” Foxy growls, jumping over the original Endo he downed. he runs out the door, sliding across the floor as he tries to turn. he scrambles away from the door, glancing behind them. but doesn’t stop until he gets them back to the recharge station. he slows to a stop, letting out a sigh. he carefully puts Jasper and Mike down.

“shit.” Mike mumbles. Foxy nods in agreement for once. he looks around, trying to calm himself down. Mike glances over at Jasper, looking him over carefully. “anyone hurt?” Mike asks. Jasper shakes his head. Foxy does the same. “good.” Mike murmurs, softly.

“so, now what?” Jasper asks. he looks over at Mike.

“now, we go through these doors and into Parts and Service. we figure out what it takes to get Freddy out of there and we keep moving. the longer we sit still the more danger we’re in.” Mike says. Foxy makes a quiet sound of distress. Jasper looks over at him.

“how ‘bout we take a break fer a minute?” Foxy asks. he drops onto a nearby crate. Mike glances over at him. he looks as tired as an Animatronic can, Mike feels a little guilty.

“Foxy? are you okay?” Mike asks.

“m’runnin’ outta steam.” Foxy mutters. Mike looks around before his eyes land on the recharge station.

“there, look. hop into the recharge station, get recharged while we think up a plan.” Mike says. Foxy nods slightly and drags himself off the crate. Mike and Jasper watch him step into the recharge booth. “we’re really starting to get into dangerous territory now. maybe we should just get Foxy to take these guys down one by one and get their chips so we can get out of here.” Mike says.

“I’m not against the plan.” Jasper murmurs.

“its almost 5 AM and the doors open at 6.” Mike frowns.

“we’re gonna be fine. the doors aren’t gonna open at all. they’re closed for construction or something.” Jasper shrugs. Mike glances at him.

“what the hell are you talking about?” Mike asks. Jasper glances at him.

“I guess I forgot to tell you, there was an announcement made by Fazbear Entertainment last night, not long before I showed up, that they were gonna be closed for a few days.” Jasper says.

“so how are we getting out in the morning?” Mike asks.

“through the vent I came in.” Jasper shrugs.

“you fell out of the ceiling and almost landed in the toilet. we’re not tall enough to reach that.” Mike frowns. Jasper opens his mouth before pausing and frowning.

“uh… well… we’ll figure it out. if we get someone to come get us from the outside we’ll be fine.” Jasper shrugs a little. Mike rolls his eyes.

“right. we’ll figure it out.” Mike snorts. he glances at Foxy worriedly.

“you okay?” Jasper asks.

“Freddy has me paranoid. what if we can’t trust him or Foxy? what if we can’t trust any of them?” Mike asks. Jasper shakes his head.

“don’t think like that. Freddy is weird, but he hasn’t hurt us yet and Foxy, he’s more upset about those dead kids than anything. even if they managed to hack him and make him go crazy, I don’t think he’d hurt us.” Jasper assures.

“I just… usually this is in and out and I… I just don’t know what to do.” Mike sighs, putting his head in his hands. Jasper shrugs a little.

“we’ll figure it out. thats why I’m here, to help.” Jasper assures. Mike nods a little.

“alright. lets find Freddy. once’s we do that, I’m done. I’m not fucking around anymore. we find Bonnie first and then we take these guys out, one by one, until we have them all.” Mike says.

“right and we get the hell out of here. now you’re talkin’ Mikey.” Jasper grins. “alright, lets save Freddy.” Jasper says. he pauses and frowns, Mike glances at him.

“you okay?” Mike asks.

“honestly, never thought I’d say those words. I didn’t like the way they tasted.” Jasper frowns. Mike laughs a little and pushes the door open.

“come on, don’t be goofy.” Mike snorts. Jasper follows him. he opens his mouth to retort, but pauses.

“I keep seeing him wondering on the cameras. I tried to lock him up in Lost and Found, but he managed to get away before I could do that. like someone was leading him away from me.” a voice growls. Jasper frowns and pulls Mike over to one of the windows.

“I-I do not know what you mean Vanessa. who would lead him away from help? it would be great news to help him. he could be returned to his parents.” Freddy manages.

“thats the Security Guard. the weird one.” Mike whispers. Jasper nods a little.

“he’s can’t actually. turns out the only record of him is a 26 year old man who died after an accident at a previous Freddy’s.” Vanessa snapped. Mike frowns.

“that… no one knows I’m dead.” Mike murmurs. Jasper frowns, watching Vanessa.

“how unfortunate. Vanessa, if you re-attach my head, I-I will go look for him now.” Freddy assures.

“his name is Mike. you wanna know how I know that? his fazwatch kept repeating it, in your voice. ‘Mike? are you there? Mike?’” Vanessa huffs.

“Vanessa. all the Fazwatches sound like me. they are Fazwatches. I am the default voice.” Freddy explains.

“if you’re part of this, you’re scrap. Monty will run the shows, until Parts and Service can slap your casing on a new Endo. hang out here for a while. I gotta find that kid. this will keep you out of my way.” Vanessa huffs. they watch her walk off.

“V-Vanessa! wait! do not leave me like this! Vanessa!” Freddy shouts. Mike blinks.

“he sounds angry.” Mike mutters.

“you’d be angry too if someone pulled your head off.” Jasper mutters.

“I’d be dead.” Mike frowns. Jasper huffs.

“come on, lets get him out of there.” Jasper mutters. they push open the doors as soon as Vanessa is gone.

“Mike? Jasper? is that you?” Freddy calls.

“Freddy, hang on.” Mike says, jogging over. Jasper isn’t far behind.

“I am so glad you’re alive and here! I was worried about you both.” Freddy says. Mike runs up to the glass.

“Freddy, how do we get you out?” Mike asks.

“use the console to let me out.” Freddy says. Jasper nods and runs over to the console, logging onto it.

“what idiot leaves the computer logged in?” Foxy huffs.

”welcome to Parts and Service. please select your desired procedure.”

“I want to let him out.” Jasper huffs. he frowns at the screen. “its not an option.” Jasper adds.

“whats it want you to do?” Mike asks.

“a power upgrade.” Jasper frowns.

“oh! right. Freddy’s on reduced power because of an accident during the show. do the upgrade. we can get him back up and running.” Mike says.

“uh… alright.” Jasper says, clicking on it.

”please enter the protective cylinder to continue.”

Mike blinks and looks up.

“uh, okay…?” Mike asks, stepping in. it slams shut behind him. “I don’t like that.” Mike frowns.

“do not worry, that is normal.” Freddy assures.

“what did she do? why is your head off?” Mike asks, hesitantly. Freddy smiles at him.

“routine maintenance. I am functioning much more better now.” Freddy assures. he frowns a little. “hmm. grammar function error… perhaps I am still not at peak performance.” Freddy frowns. Mike raises an eye brow.

“weird.” Mike mutters.

“could you, uh… re-attach my head?” Freddy asks.

“I’m not sure. I don’t think I’m qualified for this.” Mike says, backing up slightly.

“just reconnect the wires… and be careful please. I am…. not quite myself at the moment.” Freddy warns. Mike steps forwards slightly.

”in case of an emergency, the protective cylinder will protect important service personnel outside of the protective cylinder. deactivating animatronic safety protocols now. it is recommended that no mistakes are made during this procedure.”

“thanks, big scary voice in the sky.” Mike grumbles. he walks around Freddy and climbs up to sit on him.

”to reconnect Freddy’s head, repeat the correct sequence by pressing the flashing buttons on Freddy’s upper body.”

“this is weird.” Mike mutters. he watches several buttons flash and frowns, carefully following the pattern. he jerks his hand back quickly when the machine moves and locks Freddys head back into place. “that was easy.” Mike says.

”great job, now use the testing console to run diagnostics and complete the procedure.”

Mike nods, climbing down carefully. he’s nearly knocked off when the machine above Freddy moves again and knocks him in the side of the head.

“Mike?” Freddy asks.

“I’m fine.” Mike huffs. he looks at the panel that hit him. “great another memory game.” Mike mutters. he carefully follows the pattern, watching Freddy’s head twitch around as he does so.

”good job. Freddy is all patched up and ready for the big show. you may now exit the protective cylinder.”

Mike heads for the door, which slides open immediately, while Jasper works on releasing Freddy from the table. Freddy gets up and walks out of the cylinder.

“thank you.” Freddy murmurs. Jasper looks around.

“there’s a lot of techy crap in here. think we could find something to stop the others?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs a little.

“well, bright lights in the eyes cause us to briefly malfunction. I suppose a Fazerblaster or a Faz Cam could work.” Freddy explains.

“a what?” Mike asks.

“where do we get those?” Jasper asks.

“you can win a Fazerblaster in Fazer Blast. Faz-Cams are often confiscated in Monty Golf, but you will need a Party Pass to open one of those attractions. Chica normally gives them out for birthdays. check her greenroom in Rockstar Row, you may find one there. use the service elevators at the back of the room. they go up to Rockstar Row. it looks like they are all out of order except for Roxy's." Freddy says.

“wait, no, what about Foxy?” Mike asks.

“what about him?” Freddy asks.

“we have to get him first.” Mike huffs. he lifts his watch. “Foxy?” Mike asks.

”yes Mike?”

“are you okay?” Mike asks.

”m’done with a recharge cycle. jus’ waitin’ on ye two.”

“hand on, Jaspers coming to get you.” Mike says. Jasper nods and heads for the doors.

Foxy follows Jasper back in and looks around.

“I haven’ been here in a while.” Foxy says. he looks at Mike. “whats the plan?” he asks.

“we need to get upstairs to get a Party Pass from Chicas room. we gotta take the elevator to Roxy’s room. I didn’t want to leave you behind.” Mike says.

“I appreciate that. I doubt we’re all gonna fit in that lil elevator though.” Foxy says.

“we can make two trips.” Jasper shrugs. “come on.” he adds. he heads for the door with Roxys picture on it. Mike follows him quickly. Foxy watches them a moment, before following behind them. Freddy immediately follows after Foxy. it makes the Pirate a little nervous, but he’d rather be between Freddy and the others.

“this is a long hallway.” Mike mutters. Jasper glances around, before looking at Mike.

“you ride up with Foxy. I’ll ride up with Freddy.” Jasper says. Mike looks confused.

“huh? why?” Mike asks.

“I still don’t trust him.” Jasper frowns. Mike frowns at him a little. “just let me do this. you got knocked upside the freaking head trying to help Freddy.” Jasper says. Mike rolls his eyes.

“alright, fine.” Mike murmurs. Jasper relaxes. Foxy pauses, looking at the elevator.

“so where does this lead?” Foxy asks.

“straight up to the maintenance room part of Roxys room.” Mike says. he pushes the button on the elevator, waiting for the door to open. “you’re gonna ride up with me and Jasper is gonna ride up with Freddy.” Mike says. Foxy looks uneasy at that thought, but Mike steps into the elevator, looking at him expectantly. Foxy steps in, carefully watching Mike. he doesn’t want to accidentally hit Mike with his hook.

Mike steps out hesitantly, Foxy stepping out behind him.

“sounds like she’s here.” Foxy murmurs.

“wouldn’t surprise me.” Mike frowns. “alright Jazz, you guys come on up.” Mike says, into his watch. he doesn’t get an answer, but does hear the elevator activate behind him. he and Foxy step out of the way so Jasper and Freddy can get out.

“how do we get her out of here?” Jasper asks.

“I can do that.” Freddy assures, stepping around them carefully. he steps through the door. “hello Roxy.” Freddy waves.

“Freddy, get out of my room!” Roxy growls.

“sorry Roxy, I am just trying to get to my room. I did have a question for you.” Freddy says.

“Freddy get out of my room!” Roxy growls, again. Mike glances at Jasper, frowning.

“he sucks at this.” Mike mutters. Jasper shrugs a little.

“I’m not disagreeing, but I mean, eventually she might get annoyed and walk out.” Jasper shrugs. the other room goes quiet.

“there’s no way that worked.” Mike mutters. he pokes his head out, looking around. “huh. she’s gone.” Mike mutters.

“come on then. lets get to Chicas room.” Jasper says.

“no way. I had to have a pass to get into Freddy’s room. I don’t have another to get into Chicas.” Mike says.

“then how the hell are we getting in there?” Jasper huffs. Mike frowns, thinking a moment.

“come on. Foxy you go stand by Chicas door, okay? we’re gonna have to go through the vent in Freddy’s room to get into Chicas. come on Jazz.” Mike says.

“are ya sure?” Foxy asks. Mike nods.

“this place is weird. I doubt we can just walk into Chicas room.” Mike says.

“alright. I’m right behind you.” Jasper says.

“I… I will meet ya at Chica’s room.” Foxy nods.

“if you find Freddy, grab him. or don’t.” Mike shrugs. he leads Jasper out of the room and towards Freddy’s.

“Mike. the security guard.” Jasper murmurs.

“just be quiet and don’t catch her attention.” Mike says. Jasper nods, following him.

they easily get into Freddys room, sliding into the back.

“now where are we going?” Jasper asks.

“we’re going into the vent.” Mike murmurs. “and I’m going first. you can fight that fucking spider thing if it comes back.” Mike says. Jasper laughs, watching Mike climb up.

“I broke into a pizza place to kill spider animatronics for you.” Jasper snorts. Mike glances at him, climbing up the boxes. Jasper follows him. “where are we going?” Jasper asks.

“Chica’s is the last one in line.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods and climbs up behind him.

“are you okay?” Jasper asks, after a moment.

“I’m… I’m really tired actually. I want to go home and curl up in bed.” Mike mutters.

“we’re almost done here.” Jasper assures.

“almost done? Jasper we have six animatronics, not including the daycare attendant and we don’t have any of them.” Mike frowns.

“remember, once we get Bonnie, we can get the fuck out of here.” Jasper assures. “and if we get a blaster or a camera, well, then we can blind them, take them by surprrise, and get their chips before they can stop us. it’ll be easy.” Jasper assures.

“right easy.” Mike murmurs. “dont get me wrong, I’m never gonna lose my passion for saving Fazbear Animatronics, but like, what if Foxy is really the only one who wants out of here?” Mike ask.

“do you really just want to leave them here to have dead kids stuffed into them?” Jasper asks. “you fit into Freddy’s chest cavity.” Jasper frowns. Mike shutters slightly.

“right. yeah… okay come on. lets get them out.” Mike nods. he pauses, hearing something behind them. “its back….” Mike murmurs. Jasper turns around.

“don’t worry I got it.” Jasper assures. he kicks at the little machine. “fuck off! get out of here ya nasty.” Jasper growls. he manages to kick the thing off and watches it scramble away. “there its gone, lets go.” Jasper mutters.

“are you okay?” Mike asks.

“yeah it just grabbed me.” Jasper says. “I’m not hurt.” he assures. Mike nods slightly.

“as long as you aren’t hurt.” Mike murmurs.

“I’m fine lovely.” Jasper assures gently. “didn’t even hurt, just kinda freaked me out. giant spider with hands.” Jasper snots. Mike smiles at him a little.

“I’m just glad its gone and you’re okay. come on. lets get that pass and get the hell out of here.” Mike murmurs. he crawls towards Chicas room, easily popping the grate off and climbing out of the vent.

“when we get out of here, you and me are gonna soak in the tub for a bit. if we fall asleep, oh well, but we’re gonna soak in the tub.” Jasper murmurs.

“I will be lucky if you don’t have to carry me into the house Jazz.” Mike snorts, watching Jasper climb out of the vent. Jasper rolls his eyes.

“gonna be lucky if I can carry myself into the house, let alone both of us.” Jasper snorts. Mike snorts, leading Jasper to Chica's desk.

“dig around until you find the pass.” Mike says.

“how many do we need?” Jasper asks.

“at least one, two if we can. I’d like to have a Fazerblaster and a Faz-Cam, just in case.” Mike says. Jasper nods. they dig through Chicas desk, looking for Party Passes, drawer by drawer until Mike stumbles onto a stack of them. “got them.” Mike grins, holding up two tickets.

“do we each need a ticket?” Jasper asks. Mike frowns a little, grabbing two more.

“might as well be on the safe side, you know?” Mike asks. there’s a tap on the door and Mike looks up. “shit, you wanna let Foxy in?” Mike asks. Jasper nods and walks over to the door, watching it fly open. Foxy steps in, looking around.

“did ya get whatcha needed?” Foxy asks. Mike nods, holding up the passes.

“yup! we’re good to go.” Mike assures.

“alright, laddies, where are we off t’ first?” Foxy asks.

“Fazerblast.” Mike says. Jasper groans lowly.

“but golf is boring, can we get that one done first?” Jasper whines. Mike snorts at him.

“you wanna face Monty first?” Mike asks. Jasper frowns at him.

“why not?” Jasper asks. “we don’t have to go to Fazerblast for a chance to save Freddy, so he doesn’t need to go first.” Jasper shrugs.

“yeah but we could use the blaster to blind Monty in Monty Golf.” Mike says. Jasper seems to think it over.

“alright fine. I hate it when you have a point.” Jasper mutters. Mike chuckles softly, walking past him.

“you’re cute when you’re stupid.” Mike mutters, heading out of Chicas room.

“thats not funny.” Jasper huffs. Foxy looks a little confused.

“what would be funny ‘bout that?” Foxy asks, looking confused. he glances back and forth between them.

“because he’s always cute.” Mike laughs. Foxy looks more confused, glancing at Jasper. the red head huffs, glaring after Mike.

“he’s implying I’m always stupid.” Jasper mutters. Mike laughs. “funny, funny. so how do we get back upstairs?” Jasper asks.

“come on, I know how to get us there.” Mike says.

“wait.” Foxy says. Mike glances back at him.

“whats wrong, Foxy?” Mike asks, confused.

“we have one minute til the end o’ the hour. we should find a recharge station t’ hide from Moon.” Foxy says. Mike frowns and steps back inside the room, looking nervous. that thing was definitely going to give him nightmares when they got home. he glances around again before his eyes land on Foxy.

“do you think he could find us here?” Mike asks. “I mean, surely not right? we’re in Chicas room.” Mike says. Jasper glances around before frowning.

“no use risking it. come on. I saw one when we came out of the elevator in Roxys room, Chica has to have one too.” Jasper says. he grabs Mikes hand and pulls him back into the room. Foxy steps out of the doorway, letting it shut, just as the lights go out.

“less than a minute.” Foxy frowns. he walks over, scooping them both up quickly. he heads for the back room, looking around. he’s relieved to find Jasper was correct. he steps into the recharge booth. “so, ya two are adults outside o’ here?” Foxy asks. Mike nods at him.

“yup. we are. why?” Mike asks.

“I find it hard t’ believe. ya both act like children.” Foxy frowns. Mike laughs. Jasper snorts.

“well, we act like that all the time.” Mike assures. Jasper nods.

“always. its just how we act.” Jasper shrugs. Mike smiles at him.

“dating him makes me feel like a kid.” Mike laughs. Foxy’s ears twitch.

“and yer… together?” Foxy asks. Mike nods, smiling.

“yeah, just shy of 7 years.” Mike says.

“damn has it really been that long?” Jasper asks. Mike nods.

“I know right? seems like just yesterday I was helping you guys sneak from the pizzeria and out to Garcia.” Mike laughs. Foxy tilts his head to the side.

“yer with an Animatronic?” Foxy asks, watching Mike. he shrugs a little.

“no, I’m with an Android who used to be an Animatronic, a sentient Animatronic.. but its cool cause I’m also an Android now, since I died.” Mike shrugs. Foxy glances down at him, concerned.

“since ya what?” Foxy asks. Mike snorts a little, shaking his head.

“there was an accident when I was a kid, I was ghost haunting my body, my body started to decay, our friend Garcia built me a new one.” Mike explains. Foxy nods a little.

“m’not judgin’ by the way.” Foxy assures as the recharge station door flies open. “I was jus’ wonderin’. I be sorry if I came off rude.” Foxy explains.

“not rude.” Mike assures quickly. Foxy puts them down and Jasper shrugs.

“we actually get that question a lot. no one else has really branched out to date anyone, except well, Reign. she’s happy with both of her human girlfriends.” Jasper says. Foxy tilts his head.

“both?” he asks. Mike laughs a little.

“we’ll explain that another time. come on, we gotta get upstairs.” Mike says, leading the way.

they finally get back to the main area, looking around.

“where’s Freddy?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs and reaches down, pushing the call button on his watch.

“no idea, just wait a few minutes, we’ll see him.” Mike says. they wait for a moment, before they hear the familiar sound of heavy runny. Freddy appears a few moments later.

“Mike! are you alright?” Freddy asks, quickly.

“I’m fine. we were just worried about you. you didn’t come back after dealing with Foxy. we’ve got the passes.” Mike says, holding them up.

“you have four.” Freddy says, looking confused.

“yeah. one for both of us to get into both attractions.” Mike says.

“yeah, we’re just waiting on you. come on we’re going to Fazerblast first. “ Jasper says, heading off.

“hey! wait! my legs are smaller than yours!” Mike huffs, scrambling after him. Jasper snorts, pausing halfway up the stairs to wait for him. Foxy follows up behind him.

“would ya like me t’ carry ya up?” Foxy asks. Mike glares at him.

“no, I’m fine.” Mike huffs. Foxy shrugs a little, while Jasper snorts.

“we have two sets of stairs to go up Mike.” Jasper snorts. Mike glares at him.

“when we are back to normal, you’re sleeping on the couch.” Mike warns. Jasper laughs and keeps up the stairs.

“okay well, I wanna get t’ Fazerblast t’day so. c’mon.” Foxy says. he picks Mike up.

“hey! put me down!” Mike glares.

“ya aren’ walkin’ fast enough. we’re gonna get caught.” Foxy huffs. Mike squirms.

“put me down! I am a grown ass man! put me down!” Mike growls. Jasper snorts, snickering. if he’s already sleeping on the couch, he may as well laugh.

“jus’ hang on.” Foxy mutters. he carefully tucks Mike in his his right arm, making sure not to hit him with his hook, before reaches out and snags Jasper by the back of his shirt, pulling him back and yanking him up under his other arm.

“wh- hey!” Jasper glares.

“haha, not so funny now is it?” Mike glares at him. Jasper glares at him, before huffing.

“I was climbing the stairs just fine.” Jasper grumbles. Foxy ignores him. he easily clears both sets of stairs and puts them both down. Mike glares up at him.

“I’ll remember that.” Mike huffs, heading for Fazerblast. Jasper snorts, watching him go. he looks up at Foxy.

“don’t worry about it. he’s just tired of being here and wants out of here.” Jasper assures. Foxy glances at him.

“unfortunately, so am I.” Foxy murmurs.

“tired?” Jasper asks.

“no I want out.” Foxy says. Jasper tilts his head, watching him.

“you really want out? you haven’t gotten a chance with kids yet.” Jasper says. Foxy glances at him.

“I don’ want anymore dead kids. Mike assured me that once we get out, we can get new bodies. said ya wouldn’ mind haven’ another Pirate in yer crew. that his place is safer than any other Freddy Fazbears. ya don’ mind right?” Foxy asks. Jasper shakes his head.

“no but we’ll have to get you a new name, I’m already Foxy on stage.” Jasper says. Foxy shrugs.

“I don’ really like it anyway.” Foxy assures. they stop in front of Fazerblasts main entrance.

“alright. lets go.” Mike murmurs. he and Jasper both hand over a pass. Mike scoffs pulling back when confetti is shot into their face. “the hell?” Mike huffs.

“language.” Foxy frowns. Mike glances at him, before stepping into the elevator. Jasper follows. they both look up.

“well? come on.” Mike says. Foxy shrugs and steps in. Freddy frowns, but steps into the elevator.

they get out, looking around.

“Freddy? where do we go?” Mike asks.

“over here. there is an entrance that will lead you to a S.T.A.F.F. bot who will gladly tell you the rules before allowing you to enter the arena.” Freddy explains, leading the way. he steps out of the way when the door opens, letting Mike and Jasper go in. Foxy shoots him a look, before following the two. Freddy frowns, following after them.

“alright come on. we can split into teams and beat it easily.” Mike says.

“shame on you Mike! we cannot go in there together, that would be cheating! I am programmed not to cheat.” Freddy frowns.

“well I ain’.” Foxy snorts. “c’mon, m’comin’.” Foxy says. Mike nods.

“so much for being helpful.” Jasper mutters, following Mike in. Foxy follows them both.

“we gotta be careful. Foxy can be blinded.” Mike says.

“I can?” Foxy asks, looking shocked.

“yeah we just have to be careful. don’t get him in the face.” Mike says, grabbing his blaster. Jasper nods and picks his own blaster up.

“I wouldn’t shoot him ni the face on purpose.” Jasper assures. Foxy immediately reaches for Jaspers blaster.

“Jasper, don’ look right down the barrel.” Foxy warns, turning the blaster around. Jasper looks up at him.

“don’t tell me not to point a gun at myself.” Jasper huffs. MIke turns and glares at him, smacking his arm.

“knock it off.” Mike warns. Jasper huffs.

“fine.” Jasper mumbles.

“be safe.” Mike mutters, heading into the game. Jasper follows after him quickly. Foxy hesitates, but follows them.

“its laser tag, Mikey, its not dangerous.” Jasper snorts.

“unfortunately this is Freddy’s. Pizza Plex or Pizzeria, something is always dangerous here.” Mike murmurs softly.

“I can’ help but t’ agree wi’cha. be safe. m’here t’ help when I can’ but I don’ know how much that’ll be.” Foxy warns.

“its just laser tag you two. relax.” Jasper chuckles.

Chapter Text

Mike and Foxy walk out of Fazerblast, laughing, blasters in hand.

“well, you were right. its just laser tag.” Mike grins, looking at Jasper. Jasper laughs a little.

“told ya.” Jasper grins. “nothing but a game.” Jasper says.

“I found somethin’.” Foxy says. Mike and Foxy glance over at him. “ya two were busy, I managed t’ find a way out. ya weren’ in danger. I found one o’ those security badges ya two needed.” Foxy says, holding up the badge. Mike takes it grinning.

“awesome! great job Foxy.” Mike grins. Foxy smiles.

“and I also found this.” Foxy says, holding something up. Mike looks up, reaching for that paper. Foxy hands it to him immediately.

“what is it?” Mike frowns. loud footsteps catch his attention. Jasper leans over Mikes shoulder, looking confused. Mike glances up as Freddy walks over.

“that is a Bonnie Bowl pass.” Freddy says, kneeling down to look. Mike looks at the pass, before glancing up.

“fuck Monty golf. we need to get to Bonnie Bowl.” Mike says, pushing past Freddy. Jasper scrambles after him.

“hey wait.” Jasper says. Mike doesn’t even seem to hear him.

“language. please.” Foxy frowns, sounding exhausted. Freddy frowns.

“Bonnie Bowl…” Freddy murmurs.

“come on. lets go.” Jasper says, following Mike quickly. “Mike slow down!” Jasper calls running after him. Foxy turns to follow them quickly, but Freddy seems to hesitate.

Jasper finally catches up to Mike, whose staring up at Bonnie Bowl looking a little more hesitant than before.

“Mike?” Jasper asks. Mike shifts nervously, glancing at Jasper.

“he’s been missing six months at least, I found some old notes…. “ Mike says.

“what do you mean?” Jasper asks. Mike frowns, looking at his watch.

“with Bonnie out of commission, we’re making Monty the new bass player.” Mike reads. he pulls up the next message. “the bowling alley needs a re-theme. while most of the Bonnie art was removed, kids keep asking, 'where's Bonnie?' do we have an officially approved response? I mean, come on Jazz. that sounds odd.” Mike frowns.

“well… Animatronics don’t just vanish… but I’m not too worried. maybe they put him out of order like me.” Jasper shrugs. Mike shakes his head.

“security report - 12:24AM - Bonnie is seen leaving his green room in Rockstar Row heading East towards the atrium. 2:40AM - Bonnie enters the East Arcade. 4:12AM - Bonnie enters Monty Golf.” Mike reads.

“okay and?” Jasper asks.

“just listen asshole.” Mike glares.

“sorry, keep going.” Jasper mutters.

“final report - Bonnie has not been seen since he walked into Monty Golf. cameras have been checked as well as sensors. Bonnie’s last movement is walking into Monty Golf. he never walks out and we cannot locate him. his sensors have been deactivated, Parts and Service says this happened 45 minutes after Bonnie entered Monty Golf. Monty Golf has been searched, no evidence of Bonnie has been discovered, but strange scratch marks on the floor indicate that Monty has probably decapitated another S.T.A.F.F. bot and dragged it away into Monty Golf. S.T.A.F.F. bot has also not been located. management refuses to allow a proper search of Bonnie Bowl, but there has been some construction taking place. Monty seems just as popular, if not more, with the kids. maybe Bonnie isn’t missing at all?” Mike reads. Jasper frowns a little.

“well, I mean, he could’ve been decommissioned.” Jasper offers.

“yeah, by Monty.” MIke huffs. he looks up at the Bonnie Bowl sign again. “question is, did he do it on purpose, or did Bonnie discover something he shouldn’t have, and Monty was sent to make sure he couldn’t tell anyone?” Mike asks. he glances at Jasper. Jasper frowns.

“well, we aren’t gonna find out just standing out here.” Jasper frowns. he glances at Mike. “but Foxy said he got a signal from Bonnie?” Jasper asks.

“no he said he saw his icon. maybe its not the same thing?” Mike asks. Jasper frowns and looks at Mike.

“Foxy said he met Bonnie right?” Jasper asks. Mike nods. Jasper frowns a little, looking back up at the sign. “maybe… maybe they didn’t remove his signal from Foxy. maybe his signal was deleted from everything else so Bonnie couldn’t be found, but they didn’t think about Foxy.” Jasper says. Mike nods a little.

“maybe.” Mike murmurs. he turns to look behind them. Freddy and Foxy are standing a few feet away. “we’re waiting on you guys.” Mike says.

“ya seemed t’ be thinkin’ ideas over. we were waitin’.” Foxy assures, walking over.

“we’re ready to go in now.” Mike assures. he glances at Freddy. “Freddy? are you gonna be okay?” Mike asks. Freddy’s staring at the Bonnie Bowl sign.

“I am… unsure. I… I-I do not come up here anymore… I miss him.” Freddy murmurs.

“okay come on. you just wait inside, okay? we’ll find him, but we don’t want you left out in the open.” Jasper says. Freddy nods slightly.

they carefully make their way inside.

“is Bonnie Bowl closed? its a mess in here.” Mike says. Foxy frowns, leaning down to pick him up and move him over a downed table. Mike doesn’t complain. “thanks.” he murmurs.

“without Bonnie… kids questioned where he went. they closed the bowling alley. mentioned we would get….” Freddy trails. he glances at Foxy. “someone new to run the bowling alley.” Freddy trails. Foxy blinks at him.

“don’ look at me. m’right handed an they gave me a hook. I can’ hold a ball if I wanted t’.” Foxy frowns, holding his hook up. he frowns at Freddy.

“besides, Foxy Bowling doesn’t sound all that good. Gator Golf, Fazerblast, Roxy Raceway, Mazercise. Foxy Bowling. eh. doesn’t have a good ring to it.” Jasper says.

“can I have the flashlight?” Mike asks. Jasper nods and quickly grabs both flashlights out of their backpack, handing one to Mike. Mike flicks his light on looking around. “Freddy, you stay here. come on Jazz.” Mike says. Jasper flicks his light on, following Mike carefully. Mike wonders towards the back but Jasper pauses, looking at Bonnies old stage. he bites his lip, glancing at Mike, before he walks over to the stage, climbing up.

“Jasper, please be careful.” Freddy warns.

“m’fine.” Jasper mutters. he pulls the curtain back some, blinking. “Mike.” Jasper calls. Mike looks over. there’s an open vent beside a door. Mike walks over quickly, peering into the vent.

“well Alice, ready to go to Wonderland?” Mike asks, glancing at Jasper.

“can you not do that?” Jasper huffs, moving to let Mike in first. Mike laughs a little and climbs in. Jasper follows behind him.

“do you think they really would’ve let Foxy take over Bonnie Bowl?” Mike asks, softly.

“nah. he’s like me, right handed, but forced to use our left hands because our right hands are hooks. I think if he tried to pick up a bowling ball, he’d break something, not to mention the fact he said he was supposed to be part of the daycare.” Jasper adds. Mike nods, crawling through the vent carefully. “hell, I haven’t had a hook for years and I still don’t know if I could bowl with right hand.” Jasper admits. Mike nods a little.

“what if Bonnie is still in Monty Golf and Foxy was wrong?” Mike ask. Jasper shrugs a little.

“I don’t know. what I do know is our creepy little friend is back.” Jasper frowns, peering behind him. he turns his body around, growling. “well, come on then. give me another reason to beat your ass.” Jasper glares. the thing scrambles away, realizing its Jasper again. “thats right.” Jasper huffs. Mike chuckles softly and only starts moving again when Jasper is ready. they crawl through the vent until the reach the end, Mike pushing the grate off.

the grate clatters to the floor, kicking up a wave of dust. Mike coughs, waving his hand around as he climbs out of the vent. he looks around a moment.

“we’re not in Kansas anymore Toto.” Mike murmurs. Jasper groans lowly.

“knock it off.” Jasper huffs, climbing out of the vent. the room is dirty, dusty, and full of crap. there’s scratches all over the floor. suddenly Mike doesn’t feel as confident anymore. one shaky hand reaches back for Jaspers, who looks just as hesitant now.

“I don’t like this.” Mike murmurs. Jaspers takes his hand, looking around.

“me either… come on. we have to find him.” Jasper murmurs, softly. Mike nods and pulls Jasper along behind him.

”Mike? Jazz? ya find anything?”

Mike lifts his wrist.

“um, no not really. nothing but dust and… Jazz whats that?” Mike asks.

“no.” Jasper murmurs.

”boys?”

Mike covers his mouth, staring at the body on the floor, a quiet choked sound coming from his throat

”Michael? Jasper? hello?”

“we found him.” Jasper murmurs, softly.

“oh God. we found him.” Mike manages, letting go of Jaspers hand to walk over to Bonnie quickly. “Bonnie?” Mike asks, before covering his mouth again.

”nothin’ good then, eh?”

Mike hovers over the Animatronic, anxiously. he glances back at Jasper a moment, briefly considering asking Jasper to get the chip, but he stops. Jaspers staring at Bonnie, no doubt imagining their own Bonnie like this. there’s a look on his face Mike hasn’t seen before, he doesn’t know what it is either. he nods and turns back to Bonnie.

“we’ll be out in a bit.” Mike murmurs. he hangs up on the watch. he turns and walks over to Jasper, blocking his view from Bonnie. “hey, lovely, go back to the vent.” Mike murmurs.

“h-he’s…” Jasper trails. Mike grabs his face and forces Jasper to look at him. Jasper stares blankly a moment.

“Jazz.” Mike says firmly, snapping his fingers in Jaspers face. Jasper looks at him. “Jasper. go back to the vent, now.” Mike says. Jasper blinks at him, but turns and heads off to the vent. Mike walks back over to Bonnie. “I’m sorry about this.” Mike murmurs.

Jasper stares into the vent until Mike comes back over to them.

“did you get it?” Jasper asks.

“yeah, I got it. come on. lets get out of here.” Mike murmurs, pushing Jasper towards the vent. Jasper moves though.

“you go first. remember? so the spider don’t get you.” Jasper murmurs, but his tone his blank. Mike watches him.

“I’m okay-” Mike starts. Jasper shakes his head.

“go.” Jasper says. Mike watches him a moment, before nodding and heading into the vent. Jasper follows him.

“are… are you okay?” Mike asks. Jaspers quiet a moment.

“remind me to hug Spence when we get out of here.” Jasper says. Mike nods a little.

“yeah.” Mike murmurs.

they crawl through the vent as silently as they can, Mike waits for Jasper on the other side.

“Mike?” Freddy asks, watching them. Mike watches Jasper, before he throws his arms around Jaspers neck and holds him tightly.

“its okay. come here.” Mike murmurs quietly. Jasper immediately wraps his arms as tight as he can around Mike, burying his face in the others neck. “its alright Jazz.” Mike murmurs softly.

“ya two alright?” Foxy asks, worriedly. he walks over and kneels beside them. Mike holds tighter to Jasper.

“yeah. just give him a moment.” Mike murmurs. Jasper holds tighter, nails digging into Mikes back. “Spencer, our Bonnie, from the original crew, he’s like Jasper brother.” Mike explains. Foxy straightens some.

“nothing good then.” Freddy says softly. Mike glances at him, a sad look, before looking away.

“I’ll have Garcia make sure he gets a body first.” Mike murmurs. Foxy nods.

“sounds fair.” Foxy murmurs. Mike squeezes Jasper gently.

“you okay?” Mike asks, softly.

“yeah.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods a little.

“why don’t you give Garcia a call and chat with Spencer, yeah? like I usually do with you.” Mike murmurs.

“yeah… yeah, I will.” Jasper murmurs, separating from Mike. Mike nods at him.

“okay, we’re gonna step over here, alright? figure out the next move.” Mike mumurs. Jasper nods and watches them walk away.

“Garcia.” Jasper murmurs, into his watch.

”Garcia at your service.”

“let me talk to Spencer.” Jasper mutters

”Jazz? honey are you okay?”

“can I please just talk to my brother?” Jasper snaps.

”Jazz? hey you alright? Garcia just kicked everyone out, said something happened.”

“no I’m not alright.” Jasper mutters, sitting on the edge of Bonnies stage, bringing his knees to his chest.

”alright. brother to brother. tell me what's up. whatever it is, stays between us. I’ve got your back.”

Mike glances over. Jasper looks a little less upset than he had a few moments ago, but he’s still hugging his knees..

“how bad was he?” Freddy asks, looking at Mike. Mike bites his lip a little, thinking back to Bonnie’s busted frame.

“he.. he didn’t suffer Freddy.” Mike assures gently. Freddy looks away, nodding. Foxy glances between them.

“is Jasper gonna be alright?” Foxy asks. Mike glances back over at Jasper. he’s still hugging his knee’s, but not quiet as tight. he sees Jasper says something, before glancing at Mike. Mike shoots him a concerned look, but Jasper shoots him a half smile. Mike nods a little, looking back over at Foxy.

“he will. he’s not used to being the one who has to go to someone else for help. usually its just me in here saving bots. usually I’m the one calling him for support. he just needs a few minutes. he’ll be alright.” Mike assures, gently. Foxy nods.

“alright… whats yer next step?” Foxy asks.

“Gator Golf. we’re gonna hunt Monty down, get his chip, and move to the next person.” Mike says. he looks at Foxy. “can you run to the Daycare? find Sun and get his chip?” Mike asks.

“I can sure try.” Foxy murmurs. Mike glances at Freddy.

“can you get Chicas?” Mike asks. Freddy frowns a little.

“I… I do not know what chip we are talking about…” Freddy admits. Foxy stands, walking over to him. he opens his chest and points inside at the bright yellow glowing chip.

“this one. we all got one.” Foxy says.

“yours is blue Freddy. I saw yours when I was in your chest. Foxy’s is yellow… Bonnies was orange when I got it. Monty's has to be green… Roxys purple and Chicas is probably pink.” Mike says.

“what about Sun and Moon?” Jasper asks, walking over. Mike glances at him, shrugging.

“if they have one, I’ve got no idea what color it would be.” Mike frowns. Foxy looks up, glancing around.

“m’not sure they have one. Bonnie’s signal s’gone. vanished once ya pulled his chip I assume.” Jasper says. Mike frowns.

“if still wouldn’t hurt to try.” Mike says.

“will it hurt them?” Freddy asks. Jasper shakes his head.

“no. no it doesn’t. never felt a thing when they pulled mine.” Jasper assures. Freddy nods.

“I think we should wait ‘til yer outta Monty Golf. we ain’ wanna all split. what if ya need help? Monty is violent.” Foxy frowns.

“Monty wouldn’t hurt anyway.’ Freddy frowns. Mike stares at him a moment.

“he chased me up the stairs and into an office, cornering me until you managed to get me out. not once, not twice, but three times he’s cornered me in an office. twice he’s cornered Jasper. he’s dangerous Freddy.” Mike huffs. Freddy frowns at him.

“like it er not, yer friends are dangerous an one o’ us needs t’ be with them. “ Foxy frowns.

“I agree with Foxy.” Jasper murmurs. Mike glances over at him as Jasper walks closer. he looks Jasper over, as if double checking he’s alright. Jasper shoots him a half smile, before looking at the Animatronics. “if something happens, one of you needs to be there to help us, and sorry Freddy, but I don’t think it should be you. if Monty comes after us… I think you’d be hesitant to help.” Jasper admits.

“I would keep you safe. I have done so before.” Freddy frowns.

“hardly. if Foxy hadn’t been there in some places, we’d probably be hurt or dead. you just seem to run. he’s actually done a pretty good job of protecting us.” Jasper says.

“I don’ mind stayin’ with ya while Freddy hunts someone else down.” Foxy assures. Mike nods.

“thats fine. he can hunt down Chica.” Mike says. Freddy looks as though he wants to argue, but he doesn’t.

“Monty loves hanging out on the catwalks. you can find the entrance in Mazercise. it might be easier to go after Chica first since we will already be there.” Freddy says. Jasper frowns at him, before looking at Mike.

“I bet we’re going to need some kind of control key to get to the catwalks.” Mike frowns.

“there’s a security office in Monty Gol-” Freddy starts.

“we have to go to Monty Golf, get the pass, go to Mazercise, solve whatever is in there, get Chicas chip, get onto the catwalks and get Montys chip? is that what you’re telling me?” Mike asks. Freddy frowns at him.

“well… yes. unfortunately.” Freddy says. Mike sighs a little.

“alright. come on.” Mike mutters, heading out of Bonnie Bowl. Jasper follows quickly. he takes Mikes hand easily and walks with him.

“we’re almost done. we don’t have to be so careful anymore. we got Bonnie. anyone who comes after us we can just take out now. get their chips and be done.” Jasper assures. Mike nods at him.

“I know. I’m just tired of all this back and forth.” Mike mutters. Jasper nods a t him.

“me too.” he mutters. “its a trap.” he adds. Mike glances at him.

“you keep saying that and I’m gonna have Garcia plug you into her computer. when did you become so paranoid?” Mike asks. Jasper frowns.

“when I snuck in here to help you.” Jasper murmurs. “when I’ve seen what you have to go through, to get others like us out of places first hand… when I realize what you put yourself through to save them… what you put yourself through to save us. I knew it was dangerous. us always waiting in the car to jump and run when you called for help because you couldn’t do it alone anymoe, but was nothing like this. usually we came in as a wall of defense, a line of protection. to ensure you got done what you needed done without getting hurt… now I’m not a wall of protection. at this size I can barely keep that thing in the vents off you. I’ve seen first hand what's happened in here, not heard it over a phone call. it makes everything different. sure hearing it was pretty disturbing, but seeing? being a part of it? its worse.” Jasper murmurs. Mike watches him.

“but its worth it.” Mike murmurs.

“yeah its worth it… I’ve just never seen what you’ve gone through. everything in here could be a trap and the way things are set out it seems to be.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods.

“yeah… I know. I know its a trap. I’m just as paranoid about that as you are, but I’ve learned. we’ve been doing this for years and I’ve learned a lot. I’ve learned a lot tonight too.” Mike murmurs. “and you’re right. not only does it all seem like a trap, it is a trap.” Mike sighs. Jasper nods at him.

“well… at least we’re facing it together, right?” Jasper asks. Mike smiles at him and nods.

“yeah. together. I don’t think I’d have made it out of that office earlier without you. I was panicking too much.” Mike murmurs.

“you had every right.” Jasper murmurs, squeezing his hand. he pulls Mike to duck behind a bench, watching Roxy stalk by. “it brought back old memories.” Jasper says softly. Mike gets up, pulling Jasper with him.

“the doors, the power… I panicked.” Mike murmurs.

“I know. I saw it. I didn’t know how to make you feel any better… but I did what I could to keep you safe.” Jasper murmurs.

“I appreciate it. I wouldn’t have made it out of there if you hadn’t been there.” Mike murmurs.

“yes you would’ve.” Jasper assures. he pulls Mike into Monty Golf. “come on, lets go find that pass.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods following behind him.

“its just a stupid Mazercise pass.” Mike frowns, looking the pass over.

“whats wrong with the pass?” Jasper asks. Freddy walks over, kneeling down. he looks at the pass Mike has and frowns.

“you are going to need a control key to move the maze around to allow you access to the vent that leads you to the catwalks in Monty Golf.” Freddy says.

“a control key?” Jasper asks.

“where do we get that?” Mike huffs.

“I went through the messages on your watch. the little note that you get walking through some areas, I will have to alert someone later that the watches pick up on staff notes, but it seems the S.T.A.F.F. bots found the key in an unsafe location and left it in the Superstar Theater, the enterence of which is in the Daycare.” Freddy explains.

“seriously? we have to go back there?” Mike asks. Jasper frowns.

“why didn’t you say that earlier?” Jasper huffs.

“because you were going to need the pass to get in as well.” Freddy says.

“I don’t want to go back to the Daycare.” Mike mutters. Foxy frowns a little.

“I’ll go.” Foxy offers. the other three look at him. “I mean, while m’down there, I can find out if Sun and Moon have a chip too. can get that while m’there if they do.” Foxy explains. Mike looks hesitant, but nods.

“alright, but… call if you have trouble.” Mike says. Foxy shoots him a half smile.

“figured ya’d have guess by now, seein’ as yer friend there is the original.” Foxy snorts. Mike and Jasper look confused, watching Foxy crouch in front of them. “I am trouble.” Foxy grins, before running off. Mike laughs a little, glancing at Jasper.

“well that's something that seems to run through all Foxys I guess.” Mike murmurs. Jasper snorts at him.

“come on, we should find a place to hide out until he comes back.” Jasper says.

“since Foxy has no problems entering other areas, despite me not being able to, I would suggest taking shelter in Mazercise.” Freddy says. Mike looks over at him.

“I don’t know if we should.” Mike says.

“Freddy has a point Mike.” Jasper says. “what if Chica is the only one that can get into her area? I mean we didn’t encounter anyone in Fazerblast, Chica would be the only one in Mazercise. we don’t have to go to the maze, just hang out up front until Foxy gets back.” Jasper murmurs. Mike seems hesitant, but nods.

“alright. yeah, I guess.” Mike murmurs. Jasper smiles at him, leading him towards their destination. Mike lifts his wrist. “hey Foxy, we’re not gonna stand out in the open. we’re hiding okay? you know where to find us.” Mike says.

”o’ course Mike. I got’cha. I’ll meet’cha there. be safe.’

“you too.” Mike murmurs. he ends the message and follows Jasper.

the two sit quietly in Mazercise, sitting in the soft toys, hoping to stay hidden.

“what do you think happened to him?” Jasper asks, finally. Mike glances over at him.

“huh?” Mike asks.

“Bonnie.” Jasper clarifies. Mike shrugs a little.

“I still think Monty got him. I mean… they easily replaced Bonnie with Monty and didn’t even look for him.” Mike murmurs. Jasper frowns a little.

“yeah. that's what I think too.” Jasper mutters. Mike glances at him.

“you alright?” Mike asks. “never seen you like that.” Mike murmurs. Jasper frowns a little.

“stupid as it is, all I could see was Spencer.” Jasper admits, glancing at Mike. Mike nods.

“me too.” Mike says. “it was… yeah. I mean… I’ve seen all of you laid out on the floor injured, from me actually, but like… it was like stumbling on a murder scene.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods.

“I wasn’t expecting it, but I’m good. are you?” Jasper asks.

“I will be when we get the hell out of here.” Mike mutters. he glances at Jasper. “I don’t like this.” Mike murmurs. Jasper shoots him a small smile.

“thats my line.” Jasper murmurs. Mike snorts a little, leaning against him.

“how long do you think it’s gonna take him?” Mike asks.

“no idea.” Jasper mumbles. Mike leans against his side. Jasper leans back some, wrapping an arm around Mikes shoulders.

Mike must’ve dosed off, because he blinks awake when someone shakes him.

“shit.” Mike mutters, looking up at Foxy.

“hey, m’back. sorry. took longer than I thought. Sun and Moon don’ have a chip, but Moon lost his mind I was down there.” Foxy frowns. Mike sits up quickly, startling Jasper awake.

“a-are you okay?” Mike asks. the Animatronic has scratches all over his face.

“yeah. I’m good. its all cosmetic.” Foxy assures, holding the card out to Mike.

“thanks. you sure you’re okay?” Mike asks, hesitantly.

“I’m fine. promise. Moon was no match.” Foxy assures. Mike nods, getting up. Jasper stretches before getting up, grumbling lowly.

“well, come on. lets go see if we can beat Chica.” Mike says. Jasper follows him in quickly, Foxy isn’t far behind. they were going to need someone bigger to take the animatronic down, and he was willing to do so.

Mike pushes the door open carefully.

“be careful, there’s a S.T.A.F.F. bot.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods. Mike yelps when he’s grabbed. “h-hey! put me down!” Mike hisses.

“let him go!” Jasper growls. Foxy pushes him out of the way carefully and grabs hold of the S.T.A.F.F. bot.

“I got’im from here.” Foxy growls. the bot lets go of Mike easily, before turning back to his path.

“what the hell was that?” Mike asks, stepping away quickly.

“ever since I got in that recharge booth, they can see me. they recognize me.” Foxy explains, moving Mike behind him. “go, c’mon. I hear her. she’s comin’.” Foxy says, looking around. Mike nods, grabbing Jaspers hand. he pulls the other into a room quickly, carefully avoiding the bot again.

“lost boy over here!” Chica calls.

“what do we do now? there’s no where to hide in here.” Jasper hisses, watching Mike.

“stay in there! don’ come out!” Foxy shouts. “find the pattern! get t’ the vent! I’ll handle Chica!” Foxy calls.

“pattern? what pattern?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs a little, looking around. he pauses, sliding his access card into a slot. a screen pops out of the wall.

“no way.” Mike mutters.

“what?” Jasper asks.

“we have to set the maze.” Mike mutters. Jasper walks over.

“this is bullshit.” Jasper mutters.

“yeah.” Mike mutters, reaching up. he pushes a button, watching walls move.

“I hate puzzles.” Jasper mutters, pushing another button.

with the two of them working together, it only takes about five minutes to solve the puzzle, but both are hesitant to leave the room.

“Foxy?” Jasper calls, poking his head out hesitantly. its quiet. Jasper inches out slowly, Mike not far behind him. they’re stopped quickly.

“here.” Foxy mutters, holding something out to Jasper. Jasper startles immediately, throwing a hand back to block Mike quickly, before realizing its just Foxy.

“shit. scared me.” Jasper huffs. he reaches up and holds his hand out. Foxy drops Chicas chip into his hand.

“think thats hers.” Foxy says. Jasper looks it over, before offering it to Mike.

“yeah. that's it.” Mike murmurs, taking it carefully. he looks up at Foxy. “you okay?” Mike asks.

“yeah… she’s not. m’fine.” Foxy assures.

“what if she comes after us?” Jasper asks, glancing at Mike.

“kinda hard t’ do that without a head.” Foxy murmurs. the both look up at him. “I jus’... I took her head off with me hook. wasn’ a fight or anythin’.” Foxy explains.

“yeah… not having a head would make that hard.” Mike mutters, heading for the door. “you won’t fit through the vent. you and Freddy wait outside of Gator Gold. if we run into trouble, we’ll call for help alright?” Mike asks. Foxy nods at him once.

“sounds like a plan. be safe. once ya get Monty’s, I can run and handle Roxy.” Foxy assures.

“do you want to get her while we handle Monty?” Mike asks.

“absolutely not.” Foxy frowns. “Monty is dangerous. if ya get hurt… Freddy won’ be much help.” Foxy warns. Mike nods slightly.

“it didn’t take you long to take care of Chica.” Jasper says.

“no, but Roxy Raceway is so far away, should something happen, he wouldn’t be able to make it to us in time.” Mike murmurs. Jasper nods slightly. Mike looks up at the door. “alright, come on Jazz.” Mike murmurs. he reaches back for the others hand and Jasper takes it. “make it through the maze then we find Monty.” Mike murmurs.

“are we sure we want to take on Monty alone?” Jasper asks.

“yeah, we’ll be fine.” Mike assures. Jasper nods and lets Mike pull him into the room.

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”ya boys be safe. okay?”

“we will Foxy, we’re okay.” Mike says, making his way through the maze.

”if ya need help, please, don’ hesitate. Monty is a monster. he won’ hesitate t’ hurt ya.”

“we’ll be okay, Foxy.” Mike assures, gently. he holds Jasper's hand tightly.

“are you okay?” Jasper asks.

“I hate mazes.” Mike murmurs.

“I know you hate small spaces and shit.” Jasper murmurs.

“kinda reminds me of being stuffed in the trunk when they tried to grab me…” Mike trails.

“I know, but I’m here.” Jasper assures. Mike nods slightly. he frowns leading them to a dead end.

“shit.” Mike mutters.

“come on. this way.” Jasper snorts, leading the way. Mike follows him.

“wait, you know where to go and let me lead us to a dead end?” Mike asks, huffing. the vent comes into sight almost immediately.

“sorry.” Jasper murmurs, snorting. he stops at the vent.

”hey, how's it going in there? haven’t heard from you guys since Jasper needed to talk with Spencer. I know it hasn’t been long but still…”

“we’re good Garcia. we’ve got Bonnie and Chica. we’re working on Monty. then all we have to get is Roxy. Freddy and Foxy will go willingly.” Mike assures.

“well, mostly willingly. have you figured out how to get us out of here?” Jasper asks.

”we’re gonna send Spencer in to pull you guys back through the vent, but you’ll have to get back to the original vent. its the only one we have mapped out thanks to Jasper.”

“we’re getting me suited up right now so I’ll fit into the vent, we won’t go until your ready.”

“good. hopefully this won’t take long. you guys hang tight, okay? we’re about to take Monty down.” Mike says.

”be safe.”

“you know it Spencer.” Mike says. he crouches in front of the vent.

“get in, I’m right behind you.” Jasper says.

“when this is over, remind me to give you the biggest kiss for fighting all those creepy ass things.” Mike mutters, climbing into the vent. Jasper laughs, climbing in behind him. “still got your blaster right?” Mike asks. Jasper nods.

“tucked into the back of my pants.” Jasper assures. Mike nods a little.

“I got mine too.” Mike says.

“Foxy has your bag right?” Jasper asks. Mike nods.

“yeah. I guess we forgot it at Bonnie Bowl or something. he asked if we wanted our flashlights back, I got mine.” Mike says. Jasper nods.

“why is this vent so long?” Jasper asks. Mike snorts.

“your guess is as good as mine.” Mike laughs. “is that thing behind us?” Mike asks. Jasper glances back.

“no. its not.” Jasper says. Mike looks nervous.

“you don’t think that thing is afraid of Monty, do you?” Mike asks, nervously.

“I don’t know. come on. keep moving.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods, leading Jasper out of the vent.

“what is this thing?” Mike asks, looking at the gun.

“some kinda of… blaster?” Jasper asks. “its got a counter on it.’ Jasper frowns.

“what would we need ten shots for?” Mike asks. Jasper shrugs, taking hold of the blaster. he looks around with the gun.

“I’ve got two targets over here. do I shoot them?” Jasper asks. Mike shrugs.

“sure. knock yourself out.” Mike says. Jasper nods and takes aim, easily, shooting both targets. immediately there’s a loud sound. “hey, the chairs are moving. is Monty Golf a ride?” Mike asks. Jasper shrugs walking over. they both step down onto the catwalk, looking around, carefully avoiding the moving seats. a loud roar catches them both off guard, whipping around to look towards the noise.

“Monty.” Jasper murmurs, stepping back quickly. he pulls Mike back with him, both watching Monty swing himself off one of the moving seats to land on the catwalk.

“nows a good time to admit I’m scared.” Mike murmurs, softly.

“yeah… me too.’ Jasper murmurs. the watch him smash the blaster they’d just used, tilting his head down to smirk at them, moving his sunglasses out of the way.

“rock’n’roll.” Monty smirks.

“rock’n’roll? really? if we’re gonna die does the last thing we hear have to be stupid?” Jasper asks.

“run.” Mike murmurs, watching the Animatronic stalk forwards.

“huh?” Jasper asks.

“RUN!” Mike shouts, taking off. Jasper scrambles after him, running along the catwalks.

“what do we do?” Jasper asks.

“I don’t know!” Mike hisses.

“your watch notes, do they say anything?” Jasper asks.

“I can’t stop and read while running!” Mike hisses. Jasper runs past him, grabbing his hand.

“read, I’ll lead.” Jasper says. Mike nods, lifting his watch to his face. he scans through messages quickly.

“here! I got it.” Mike says. “M-Monty didn't show up for the main stage performance again. we found him in the same place we always do, the catwalks over Monty Golf. we can't have a repeat of last month. someone hit the hole in one and the hurricane bucket knocked him down. both legs were broken and required emergency parts and service work.” Mike reads.

“hurricane bucket?” Jasper asks.

“the guns! we have to use the guns to fill the bucket and crush Monty.” Mike says. he looks around. “we need to split up.” Mike says.

“split up? split up?” Jasper hisses. “no way!” Jasper says.

“if we use the guns we can fill the bucket but we can do it fast if we split up.” Mike says. he pulls his hand from Jaspers and runs in a separate direction.

“Mike! Mike! don’t!” Jasper calls.

“just keep running! we can fill the bucket faster!” Mike calls. Jasper hesitates, but doesn’t have long as Monty is behind him, so he takes off running again.

“when this is over, I’m gonna smack you for running off like that!” Jasper shouts, running over to a blaster. he sees Mike take up the same position, shooting the gun towards the hurricane bucket. Jasper screams, scrambling back quickly, running off.

“thats not fair! I had two shots left!” Jasper shouts. Mike quick to fire off his own rounds. clearly Monty would stop them from hitting their target, wither the gun was empty or not, no point in wasting time.

“Jasper, are you okay?!” Mike calls.

“just keep going! he’s on me! fill the bucket!” Jasper calls. Mike nods slightly and runs to the nearest gun.

“you can’t out run him forever!” Mike calls.

“then be quick about it!” Jasper snaps.

“hey! little guy!” Monty shouts. Jasper scrambles away when Monty suddenly lands in front of him.

“not fair! not fair!” Jasper shouts, turning and running the other way quickly. “Mike! hurry up!” Jasper snaps.

“I’m trying! these damn things keep breaking every time I finish them!” Mike snaps, running for another gun.

”I can hear a lot o’ screamin’ ya two alright?”

“yeah, Monty is a monster, just like you said. find a way to get onto the catwalks, however Monty does it, just in case we need help.” Mike says, finishing off another gun. “almost there Jazz!” Mike calls.

“hurry up! I’m running out of steam and he’s fast!” Jasper calls. Mike nods, running off quickly.

“I’m trying! I’m trying! I promise! I won’t let you get hurt! just keep running!” Mike shouts. Jasper yelps, barely managing not to get stepped on when Monty suddenly jumps out in front of him. “lead him to the bucket! this last gun should work!” Mike calls. Jasper nods a little.

“come on you stupid lizard! come get me!” Jasper shouts. he glances behind him. “you jackass! you think you’re all that? that's not my brother, but he was close enough!” Jasper snaps. Mike immediately starts firing when Monty comes into view. there’s suddenly a loud ringing. Mike takes off running towards the bucket.

“Jazz! hit the button!” Mike shouts.

“I can’t! I’m a little busy!” Jasper shouts, Jasper’s taking the longest way to the bucket, Mike's sure its so he can put space between himself and Monty. Mike makes it to the button before Jasper does. “hit the button!” Jasper calls.

“not until you get out of the way!’ Mike calls.

“just hit the button!” Jasper snaps. Mike slams his hand on the button, looking up. Jasper turns and watches. the large bucket tips over. Monty immediately grabs hold of it trying to shove it away, but it doesn’t work. Jasper looks down when the catwalks under him starts shaking. “Mike!” Jasper shouts.

“Jazz!” Mike cries, running towards the edge. he grabs hold of Jaspers arm with one hand, holding onto the catwalk with the other. “hang on I got you!” Mike shouts. Jasper looks up at him, before looking down.

“h-he got my leg.” Jasper winces, looking down. there’s artificial blood dripping down his leg, large claw marks on it.

“its okay. its gonna be okay. I’ve got you, right? come on.” Mike murmurs, trying to pull him up. Jasper reaches up with his other hand, trying to pull himself up. he laughs nervously.

“maybe I should’ve moved when you pushed the button?” Jasper grins at him. Mike smiles at him hesitantly.

“yeah. come on. lets get you back up here.” Mike murmurs.

“don’t drop me, please.” Jasper murmurs.

“I wouldn’t dream over it, lovely.” Mike snorts. the catwalks creaks under them and Jasper looks up at Mike. there’s a fear in his eyes.

“Mike?” Jasper asks. Mike shifts, trying to get a better hold on him, but the catwalks creaks again under their weight and breaks loose under them, Mike doesn’t even have the chance to grab anything. a scream rips from his throat. a cord from the lights had wrapped around his arm, when had that happened? he wasn’t sure, but he’s positive that it’s just pulled his arm out of socket.

“J-Jazz?” Mike asks. he looks down. Jasper has gone limp in his grasp, his head is bleeding. “Jazz?” Mike calls. he holds tighter. Mike’s trembling, he fells like he’s about to start sobbing. he looks up at his watch, but he can’t reach without letting go of Jasper. he can’t hit the button to call for help, but Jaspers watch doesn’t need to be activated by a button to call for help. “Garcia? Garcia!!” Mike cries.

”Garcia at your service, how can I help?”

“Garcia! call Foxy on my watch!” Mike cries.

”Mike? what's going on-?”

“CALL FOXY ON MY WATCH!” Mike screams. he’s losing his grip on Jasper. he can’t drop the other. he just can’t.

”uh, Mike?”

“FOXY! HE’S SLIPPING! I’M GONNA DROP HIM! HELP ME!” Mike cries, digging his nails into Jaspers arm.

”Mike? what happened!? we’re comin’!”

“the catwalk! you gotta help! I’m losing him!” Mike cries.

~

“pull up the cameras.” Spencer demands.

“I-I’m trying!” Garcia shouts.

“well hurry up!” Gabriel snaps. Garcia pulls up the cameras on her computer, hand coming up to cover her mouth. Mike’s hanging by his left arm, some wire wrapped around it. Jaspers hanging limply in his grasp. there’s blood dripping down his arm, probably from Mikes nails, blood dripping down his leg, one shoe is missing. “oh my god. Jazz.” Garcia manages.

“what happened?” Mackenzie asks, hugging Spencers arm anxiously.

”HURRY!! HE’S SLIPPING! I CAN’T DROP HIM! I CAN’T! DON’T LET ME DROP HIM!”

Mikes panic is heartbreaking. he’s in tears, they can’t hear Foxy's response, but Mike screams a little, sounding frustrated.

”HURRY UP! HE’S GONNA FALL!”

Foxy suddenly comes into view, under where Mike and Jasper are hanging. he reaches up, but they can’t hear what he’s saying.

~

“hey hey take it easy. m’right here. s’okay. s’okay. come on.” Foxy murmurs, sounding nervous. he reaches up. “come here. c’mon. jus’ drop ‘im. I’ve got ‘im. c’mon.” Foxy says.

“no, I can’t. I can’t!” Mike cries, holding tighter to him.

“Mike, c’mon. s’okay. let ‘im go. I won’ drop Jasper. I promise. I won’ drop ‘im. s’okay. s’okay.” Foxy assures. he’s trying not to sound frantic, but they both look injured.

“Mike, let him go so I can get you free okay?” Freddy asks. Mike shakes his head no.

“I can’t. I can’t. please. I can’t let him go.” Mike whimpers, holding tighter to Jaspers arm.

“its gonna be okay, Mike. I won’ drop ‘im.” Foxy assures. Mike holds tighter to Jaspers arm, clenching his eyes shut.

“I can’t.” Mike manages, tearfully. he chokes holding tighter. “he.. he wouldn’t drop me. I can’t do it.” Mike whimpers.

“I won’ drop ‘im Mike. I won’. I promise. let ‘im go. let ‘im go. m’gonna catch ‘im, alright? he needs help.” Foxy murmurs.

”Mike, hey, you have to let go. you have to let Jasper go so Foxy can save him.”

Spencer is trying to sound soothing, but Mike shakes his head.

“I can’t. I can’t Spencer. he wouldn’t drop me you know that. he’d never drop me.” Mike chokes.

”Mike, listen to me. take a deep breath, okay? Foxy is going to catch him. its okay. you can’t hang there all night. you have to let go. Jasper wouldn’t leave you hanging there like that. Jasper needs help. okay? you can’t stop his leg from bleeding like that. its okay. its alright, okay?”

“its not okay Spencer! I can’t!” Mike hisses. Spencer sighs.

”listen to me, please. remember back in the old pizzeria, yeah? when that old boat in the Cove caved in under you and Jasper was holding onto you for dear life on the mast? up at the crows nest? you got cut up pretty good. he was so upset, but I was there. he just had to let go and I would catch you. you told him to drop you. that you’d be okay, right? he’s gonna be okay. its gonna be okay. you just have to let go, okay? he’s gonna be fine. you just have to let go.”

Mike chokes on a sob but nods.

“right, okay.” Mike murmurs.

“m’right here. s’okay. jus’ let’im go.” Foxy assures, gently. “I will catch ‘im. I will. I promise.” Foxy assures. his eyes, that have been firmly locked onto Jaspers limp body, finally look up to meet Mikes. “I’ll catch’im. its okay. I’ve got ‘im.” Foxy assures.

“I’m sorry.” Mike murmurs, glancing down at Jasper. he lets out a slow breath and lets go of Jaspers hand. he tries to grab him almost immediately, but misses. “Jazz!” Mike cries.

“I got’im!” Foxy assures and he does. he’s got Jasper cradled against his chestplates. “he’s okay. he’s alright.” Foxy assures, gently.

“okay .its alright come on Mike.” Freddy murmurs. he’s careful, crouching down.

it takes him a few minutes to free Mike, but they easily get him free and get the boys out of Monty as quickly as they can.

“come on lets get them to the first aid station.” Freddy murmurs. Foxy nods, cradling Jaspers limp body.

“let go of me! let go!” Mike screams. “where’s Jasper? where’s Jasper!?” Mike cries, struggling with Freddy.

“easy easy. he’s right here. we gotta get ya both t’ the first aid station, okay?” Foxy assures. he walks over to Freddy and easily takes Mike, careful of his arm. “come on. its okay.” Foxy assures. Mike stares at Jasper. “he’s gonna be alright. he’s jus’ unconscious.” Foxy soothes gently.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I dragged yo in here. I’m so sorry.” Mike manages.

“he’s okay.” Foxy assures. he shakes his head. “ya two will stay with Freddy in first aid, alright? m’gonna go get Monty’s chip and hunt down Roxy. this ends now. no more kids are gettin’ hurt.” Foxy says firmly. Mike wipes at his face, sniffling.

“okay. I can’t leave him while he’s like this.” Mike murmurs.

“I know. I won’ make you leave ‘im either.” Foxy assures, gently. he sets them both down in the first aid station and leaves as quickly as he can. Mike walks over to Jasper, looking him over.

“I will fix you. it will be okay.” Freddy assures gently. Mike glances at him, tearfully, before sniffling and looking at Jasper.

”Mike? you there?”

Mike looks confused, looking down at his wrist.

“S-Spencer?” Mike manages.

”yeah, its me. its okay. you guys okay?”

“h-he’s unconscious.” Mike says, wiping at his face.

”he’s gonna be okay. you did what you had to do.”

“thats what you always say.” Mike mutters.

”hey, I’m usually right, aren’t I?”

“Spencer, quit bragging.”

“sorry Mack.”

“Mike, are you okay?”

‘what kind of question is that, Gabriel? obviously he’s not okay.”

“stop. just stop.” Mike manages. the other side goes quiet. Mikes trembling watching Freddy patch Jasper up. “this was a bad idea. he almost died. a fall like that…” Mike trails.

”Mike, hey, I know its a lot, but hey its okay. just breath. you’re both okay. I can fix anything. you know it. even if he’d come out of there as a chip, his body is still out here, waiting for me to change you both back, okay? yours is still at the shop, but I can swap him over out here. no big deal.”

“I know… but you weren’t there.” Mike murmurs. “you… he… the fear in his eyes. he was terrified. he begged me not to drop him.” Mike says.

”hey, you did what you needed to, to save him. you didn’t drop him, sweetie. I know thats what it seems like, but you didn’t drop him. Foxy had him, didn’t he? he caught him. you didn’t drop him. dropping him would’ve killed him. its okay.”

“ow!” Mike hisses.

“sorry. sorry.” Freddy murmurs.

”Mike are you okay?”

“m-my shoulder. Freddy was trying to move my arm. h-he’s trying to make a sling.” Mike murmurs.

“I did not mean to hurt you.” Freddy assures.

“I-I know. it just… it hurt. I know you didn’t mean to hurt me.” Mike says. “I can’t move my fingers.” Mike murmurs.

”its alright. I’ll get you transfered back to your real body. its okay.”

Mike moves over to sit beside Jasper. pulling the other into his lap isn’t easy with one arm, but he manages.

“Jaspers leg is pretty fucked up too.” Mike murmurs.

”its alright Mike. I can change him over as soon as you both get out here okay? your body is still at my shop, but I will swap him over as soon as you get out here, alright?”

“okay.” Mike murmurs, hugging Jasper tightly. Jasper whines lowly. “Jazz?” Mike asks, shakily.

“M-Mikey?” Jasper murmurs. Mike hugs him tightly. “what happened?” Jasper asks. Mike hugs him tighter.

“the catwalk collapsed. you were knocked unconscious.” Freddy murmurs. Jasper shifts, hissing.

“a-ah, fuck.” Jasper mutters.

“d-don’t move. your leg.” Mike murmurs. Jasper looks at him, confused.

“fuck my leg, what happened to your arm?” Jasper asks.

“nothing.” Mike murmurs. Jasper moves out of his lap, slowly. he gets himself up, wincing.

“don’t lie to me.” Jasper murmurs, pulling him up carefully. he hugs Mike tightly,kissing the side of his head, gently. “its okay. its alright.” Jasper murmurs, gently. he winces, leaning off his bad leg.

“I’m back.” Foxy says, walking over.

“no way you made it to Roxy Raceway that fast.” Mike mumbles, stepping away from Jasper.

“I didn’ need t’. made enough noise she came runnin’. somethin’ ‘bout wantin’ t’ win. she made it easy. go Monty’s too. he was tryin’ t’ crawl away.” Foxy says, kneeling down. he offers Mike the chips. he glances at Jasper, when he sits down to pull his other show off, wincing. “you can go home now.” Foxy explains. Mike nods slightly.

“y-yeah.” Mike manages. he glances at Jasper. “we gotta get back to the daycare.” Mike says, putting the chips into his pocket. he glances at Foxy. he lets out a shaky breath, biting his lip. he glances back at Freddy, then to Foxy, who nods. he pauses only to open his chest and give Jasper the backpack he’s been carrying around. Jasper takes it, wincing a little.

“alright.” Foxy nods. he glances at Freddy.

“c’mon Jazz.” Mike murmurs, reaching for his hand. Jasper takes it and follows him, wincing.

“fuck.” Jasper mutters.

“come on, arm around my shoulders.” Mike murmurs.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Jasper argues.

“no, its alright. my shoulder is fine. come on.” Mike says firmly. Jasper hesitates, but wraps an arm around Mikes shoulders, letting Mike lead him towards the Daycare.

“Mike?” Jasper asks, hesitantly.

“Foxy’s gonna join us when we get there. Garcia?” Mike asks.

”Spencers already heading for the vent.”

“we’re right behind him. come on. we’ve got you guys.”

Mike nods at Gabriels words.

“he gonna handle Freddy?” Jasper asks. Mike nods.

“yeah. he’ll meet us with Freddys chip.” Mike assures. “come on, I’ve got you.” Mike murmurs, holding him tightly. Jasper winces, limping along beside him.

“lets go!” Foxy shouts, running up behind them. he scoops them both up, careful of their injuries.

“wh-Foxy! calm down!” Mike yelps.

“no! when I took his chip he went bonkers! he ain’ shut down like the others!” Foxy shouts. he races as fast as he can, going up and down stairs in an attempt to lose the bear that he can’t even tell if they’re still being chased by.

”I’m in position.”

“hang on Spencer we’re coming.” Mike yelps.

“what happens if we take Foxys chip and he goes nuts like Freddy?” Jasper asks.

“I won’.” Foxy assures. he slams through the Daycare doors and looks around. “where am I takin’ ya?” he asks.

“the boys bathroom. the second stall, there’s an open vent. Spencers waiting for us.” Jasper explains. Foxy runs for the bathroom and slams the stall door shut.

“man am I glad to see you guys.” Spencer grins, peaking out of the vent. Foxy holds them both up to the vent, one at a time, Mike first, then Jasper.

“wait!” Mike calls. Foxy glances behind him hesitantly. “your chip.” Mike says. Foxy opens his chest plates immediately, looking up at them. he reaches in and inhales slowly.

“take it and go.” Foxy murmurs. he pulls it out quickly, his body shutting down. he holds it up as fast as he can and Jasper reaches for it. Mike and Spencer are quick to grab onto him, when he almost falls out of the vent, grabbing it.

“pull him in, I can’t.” Mike says. Spencer nods and yanks Jasper in by the back of his shirt while Mike carefully holds onto his legs. “Jazz?” Mike asks, hesitantly, when Jasper sits up.

“I got it.” Jasper murmurs, opening his hand. Mike immediately looks relaxed, taking it carefully.

“lets go. lets get you guys out of here.” Spencer says. Mike nods.

its still dark when they reach the other side of the vent, Spencer takes off towards the van immediately, ready to get back in his own body. Mike winces, helping Jasper up.

“come on. we’re almost there.” Mike murmurs, wrapping his arm around Jaspers waist, Jaspers arm is around his shoulders, though he’s careful, trying not to hurt him. a bright light washes over them, Mike assumes its head light, but he can’t tell.

“Mike! Jasper!” Mackenzie shouts, running over to them. Gabriel isn’t far behind her, both running towards them at full speed. the two are covered in blood and bruises. their clothing is torn and Jaspers missing both shoes. Jasper looks relieved to see them, his injured leg giving out on him. Mikes quick to catch him, making sure he doesn’t hit his knees too hard.

“I’ve got you.” Mike murmurs.

“I’ve got Jasper, grab Mike.” Gabriel says. Mackenzie nods. she doesn’t bother to touch Mike until Gabriel has scooped Jasper up, she knows he wouldn’t go. Jasper drops his head back, looking up at the sky. he doesn’t make a sound. “what are you doing?” Gabriel asks.

“let him go. give me my brother now.” Spencer snaps. Jasper blinks, looking at Spencer.

“she changed you back?” Jasper mutters.

“yeah, she’s getting your body ready right now.” Spencer assures, carrying him towards the van.

“not leavin’ Mike.” Jasper mutters, head thumping against Spencers shoulder.

“if we change you back you can hold him until we get back to Garcia’s.” Spencer suggests.

“no. m’not gonna let him sit in pain while I’m back.” Jasper mutters.

“stubborn old Pirate.” Spencer mutters.

“stubbornest.” Jasper murmurs.

“are they okay?” Garcia asks.

“beat up and tired.” Gabriel mumbles. he walks around to the back of the van. Jasper squirms free from Spencer, once the man sits. Mikes already laying face down on the floor of the van, asleep. Jasper stumbles over to him and flops face first beside him.

“come on, lets get them back to my shop.” Garcia murmurs.

the ride is quiet, no one makes a noise, even as Spencer carefully takes Mike and Jasper into Garcia’s shop. he lays them both down carefully, looking them over.

“whats in his hand?” Spencer asks, looking at Mikes hand.

“Foxy’s chip if I had to guess.” Garcia says, walking over. “won’t know until I get him out of the body. you guys should probably head home, alright? they’re probably not gonna wake up tonight.” Garcia says. Spencer glances at the other two.

“no thanks. we’ll sleep in the van.” Spencer says.

“I’ve got room for you guys.” Garcia assures. “go lay down, I’m gonna wait to transfer them over.” Garcia murmurs. she heads for her own room silently.

Mike whines lowly, blinking his eyes open.

“hey. Mike?” Garcia asks. Mike whines softly. “Mike? you with us?” Garcia asks.

“I… I think.” Mike mutters, slowly sitting up. he looks around. “where’s Jazz?” Mike asks.

“over here.” Jasper mutters. Mike glances over. Jasper is squished between Mackenzie and Spencer, both hugging him as tight as they can.

“move!” Mike snaps, getting up quickly. Spencer and Mackenzie immediately move away from Jasper, just in time for Mike to slam into him, arms tightly around his neck. Jasper stumbles back some, hugging him tightly

“I’m okay. I’m okay.” Jasper soothes gently, kissing the side of his head. he looks a little confused, but holds Mike as tight as he can. “I was with you the whole time, what's wrong?” Jasper asks.

“just shut up.” Mike hisses, softly, holding tighter. Jasper looks more confused. he looks around at the others.

“hey, its okay.” Jasper murmurs. “you wanna tell me what this is about?” Jasper asks.

“I-I…. I’m sorry. just, let me hold you a moment.” Mike mutters.

“Mike, if this is about what happened in Gator Golf-” Spencer starts.

“of course it is!” Mike snaps, glaring at him.

“Gator Golf? I don’t remember what happened.” Jasper says, looking confused.

“hey, Mike, come on. you didn’t separate any of the chips, I need you to tell me who is who. you wanted Bonnie to have a body first right? I need to know which one is him.” Garcia murmurs. Mike holds Jasper tighter for a few minutes longer, before letting go and stepping away. he follows Garcia out of the room towards her computer.

“what happened in Gator Golf that's got him so…” Jasper trails. he looks around. Spencer frowns.

“Jazz, there was an accident in Gator Golf. it left you unconscious and Mike dangling by his arm while he screamed for help, so he wouldn’t drop you.” Spencer murmurs. Jasper looks confused.

“what are you talking about?” Jasper asks.

“come on, Garcia recorded it. figured you wouldn’t remember and would want to know why Mike was so…” Spencer trails.

“squirrely.” Gabriel frowns.

“are you sure about this?” Mackenzie asks.

“yeah, I need to see whatever it is.” Jasper assures.

“can we turn the sound off then? his audio breaks my heart.” Mackenziemurmurs. Gabriel turns around and smiles at her a little.

“go help Garcia and Mike sort those guys out.” Gabriel says.

“Gabes right… he needs to hear this.” Spencer murmurs. Mackenzie nods a little and heads out, hesitantly.

she carefully pokes into the room.

“they each had colors.” Mike says. he picks one up, holding it up to the light. “this is Chica. its pink in the light.” Mike murmurs. Garcia nods, taking it and labelling it carefully. Mike picks up the next one. “Freddy. its blue.” Mike says.

“of course Freddy is blue.” Garcia murmurs. Mike looks at the table again.

“we’re missing one.” Mike says.

“no we aren’t. you were still clutching Foxys chip when I got you out of that body. I’ve got his.” Garcia assures. Mike nods slightly, looking at the table. he picks up another chip.

“purple. this one is Roxy.” Mike murmurs. Garcia nods a little, taking it from him. he looks at the two on the table, before grabbing one of them. he carefully holds it up to the light. “Bonnie.” Mike murmurs.

“he needs a body first right?” Garcia asks. Mike nods.

“he’s gonna be… scared. he was bad back there Garcia. his head was busted open. he was broken.” Mike murmurs. Garcia nods at him.

“its okay Mike. its alright. I promise. you know I can handle these guys.” Garcia assures. she looks at the table. “I assume that's Monty?” Garcia asks. Mike nods.

“he’s violent. you’re gonna have to be really careful.” Mike murmurs. Garcia nods.

“I will.” Garcia assures. Mike looks around, before hugging himself tightly.

“Garcia?” Mike asks. Garcia looks over.

“you okay?” she asks.

“no. no I’m not. this is the first time that I’ve come out of one of these places and… I’m not okay.” Mike murmurs. Garcia watches him worriedly.

“its okay to not be okay.” Garcia murmurs.

“I almost lost Jasper in there.” Mike manages. Garcia looks away, biting her lip, before glancing at him.

“Mike-” Garcia tries.

“no. no words can fix what happened in there.” Mike manages. he looks away from her, eye clinching shut. “I-I…” Mike trails, trying to hold himself together. he doesn’t need to break down in tears right here.

“hey, Mike. hey, I know, I know.” Garcia soothes. “nothing is gonna change that, but hey. you need to talk to Jasper about that, alright?” Garcia says.

“and tell him what? hey my stupid idea almost got you killed?” Mike asks. Garcia shakes her head a little.

“no. I saw what happened Mike. you let go of the railing.” Garcia says. “it was a miracle your arm got wrapped up in that cable. you were willing to go down with the ship, let everything you’d done go to waste, because you weren’t letting Jasper go down by himself. you were willing to die with him. you broke through his skin with your nails. you didn’t leave indents. you tore his arm open with blunt nails, before you were so afraid to drop him and him leave you that you tore his arm open to save him.” Garcia murmurs.

“h-his arm was too smooth to get a grip on… I thoguht… he was already unconscious… if I managed to get hold of his inner arm, might have something I could hold onto. all I did was hurt him more.” Mike murmurs.

“Mike, you need to talk to Jasper okay? this is gonna fuck you up if you don’t.” Garcia murmurs.

“no point.” Jasper murmurs, walking over to them. Mike looks over, opening his mouth to talk to him, but Jasper yanks him to his chest carefully.

“I was gonna warn you… Spencer showed him the footage…” Mackenzie says softly.

“I’m sorry.” Mike manages. Jasper holds tighter.

“don’t be. remember that time on my boat?” Jasper asks. “when the crows nest caved under you?” Jasper asks, softly. “I.. I didn’t want to let you go either. its okay.” Jasper murmurs.

“I almost got you killed.” Mike says.

“I can be rebuilt. Garcia could fix me… you were human.” Jasper murmurs. he shakes his head, holding Mike tighter. “it doesn’t matter. we’re okay. you didn’t drop me. we both walked out of there alive.” Jasper murmurs. “that reminds me, you told me to remind you to hug Spencer.” Jasper murmurs. Mike nods, letting go of Jasper. he steps around him and walks over to Spencer, hugging him tightly. Spencer looks shocked, but hugs him.

“thanks…. I wouldn’t have let go if you hadn't talked me into it.” Mike murmurs. Spencer immediately holds him tighter.

“just glad you listened to me. I was afraid I’d have to come get you out.” Spencer murmurs, squeezing the man gently. he lets Mike go, stepping back.

“can I ask something?” Gabriel asks. Mike walks back over to Jasper, hugging him tightly, before glancing at Gabriel.

“yeah?” Jasper asks. he wraps his arms firmly around Mike, kissing his head. Mike holds him tighter.

“Foxy looked frantic.” Gabriel says.

“what?” Mike asks.

“when you were leaving. Foxy, he looked… frantic. running you guys around like something was chasing you.” Gabriel frowns.

“he said Freddy went nuts.” Jasper murmurs, rubbing Mikes back gently.

“we didn’t see him, but he said Freddy was chasing us, or at least he was afraid he was.” Mike says.

“Freddy was going nuts on the camera.” Garcia says. she walks over to her computer and pulls up the cameras from the pizzeria. Jasper looks over.

“whats that?” Jasper asks.

“this is the footage of Foxy taking Freddy’s chip.” Garcia says. Mike turns his head to look.

Foxy watches Jasper and Mike run off towards the Daycare, before turning to Freddy. he motions behind him at Mike and Jasper before he says something to Freddy.

“is there any sound?” Jasper asks.

“sort of. most of the sound we had for that… other file… was from your watches.” Garcia says, typing away on her computer. “but I think I can isolate the sounds and amplify them to allow us to hear it.” Garcia adds. she looks back at the screen.

”where are the kids going?” Freddy asks.

“towards the Daycare. they’re done here.” Foxy assures.

“we should be behind them.” Freddy frowns, moving to go around him.

“they don’ need us.” Foxy assures. he pauses. “well… they don’ need us like this…” Foxy manages. he rubs the back of his head. “look, we’re supposed t’ be friends, er… we were when I got put on the floor. I didn’ know the others, so it wasn’ a big, deal… but I’ve been runnin’ around with ya for a few hours and, it kinda makes this a little weird, but jus’... its nothin’ personal. alright?” Foxy asks, looking at the floor. Freddy looks confused.

“I do not understand.” Freddy frowns. Foxy meets his gaze.

“yeah, ya will. nothin’ personal alright? jus’ remember that.” Foxy says. Freddy looks confused. “jus’ open yet chest plates, I jus’ need t’ get yer chip fer Mike.” Foxy says, carefully. he walks towards Freddy, who quickly steps back. “come on Freddy, don’ make this hard. I jus’ need yer chip.” Foxy assures. Freddy's hand immediately covers his hatch.

“Foxy, what are you doing?” Freddy asks. “you are not like this.” Freddy assures. a flicker of anger crosses the Pirates face.

“ya don’ know me. so. give me yer chip, er I’ll take it.” Foxy says firmly. Freddy backs away from him quickly.

Mike holds tighter to Jasper, watching Foxy dart at the bear. he easily tackles Freddy, using his hook to pry the bears chest open.

”stop squirmin’! I ask ya t’ do this yerself!” Foxy shouts, they struggle a moment, before Foxy pulls back, something in his hand. he sighs, getting up off the bear. “m’sorry. I really am, but its fer the best.” Foxy murmurs. he turns, walking off.

“that didn’t seem too bad.” Mike murmurs.

“Freddy’s getting up. he’s getting up.” Garcia says, quickly. they watch Freddy’s head twitch to the side. a roar of anger flies from the bear as he takes off running for Foxy.

Foxy yelps slamming to the floor.

“F-Freddy what are ya doin’!?” Foxy shouts. he manages to get the bear with his hook, yanking him off before rolling over. “how are ya still active?” Foxy asks, backing away from him.

Freddy doesn’t answer, simply chases him. they follow them through the cameras. Foxy doing everything he can to lose the bear, but Freddy cuts him off several times, but Foxy manages to get free of him, just about the time he catches up to Jasper and Mike, scooping them up.

“why didn’t Freddy deactivate?” Mike asks.

“how do we know the others would’ve?” Jasper asks.

“none of the others came after him.” Gabriel says.

“Foxy told us he took Chica’s head off. I imagine he did the same for Roxy… and Monty…” Mike says, trailing off. Jasper holds him tighter.

“he was probably not active anyway.” Jasper frowns. he carefully caresses Mikes side when the shorter digs his nails into his back. Mike drops his head against Jaspers chest with a sigh.

“can we go home now? I’m… exhausted and this is not the same body, but I feel like I need a shower.” Mike mutters.

“yeah.” Jasper mutters, stepping away from him.

“you want someone to drive you?” Spencer asks.

“you guys aren’t coming with?” Mike asks, looking over.

“what and keep you awake? no thanks. let Spencer take you home, we already took your car home, he can come back for us, we’ll stay at the pizzeria until you let us know you’re awake.” Gabriel explains. Mike nods.

“alright.” Mike mutters. Jasper leads him outside.

“take them home Spencer.” Mackenzie murmurs. Spencer nods, digging his keys out of his pocket.

“yeah I got them, I’ll be back.” Spencer murmurs. Mike leans against Jasper muttering to himself.

“you okay?” Jasper asks.

“you owe me the best fuck of my life and like, 12 hours of sleep.” Mike mutters. Jasper huffs a chuckle, kissing his head as they walk.

“alright.” Jasper murmurs.

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“we should really wait for them to wake up.” Mackenzie murmurs softly, looking at the two on the bed. Spencer frowns, watching them.

“they look like a murder scene.” Spencer mutters.

“its just missing the blood honestly.” Gabriel shrugs, looking them over.

Mikes sprawled on his stomach, blanket covering his lower back to the back of his knees. his left arm is hanging off the side of the bed, face buried in a pillow, snoring. his left leg is balanced on the edge of the mattress, foot hanging over the edge, ready to fall and dangle like his arm. his right arm is up under Jaspers pillow, his right leg is laid straight on the bed.

Jaspers laying on his back, crooked in the bed. his head resting on Mikes shoulder blade. the blanket doesn’t cover much more on him than it does on Mike. his left arm, is up over his head, just barely brushing against Mikes hair. his left leg is hanging off the bed, knee bent and toes brushing the floor. his right arm is thrown over Mike’s back, holding the blanket onto him. his right leg his bent, his left leg resting on his right ankle.

“we really should wait for them to wake up guys. did you see how drained they were?” Mackenzie asks.

“they’re exhausted.” Gabriel mutters, walking around them.

“where are you going?” Spencer asks.

“sounds like the showers on still.” Gabriel mutters. he creeps his way to the bathroom, opening the door. a wave of steam hits him into he face. he grumbles, trying to wave it away as he walks into the bathroom to shut the water off. Mackenzie looks hesitant in the doorway.

“do we have to wake them up?” Mackenzie asks, glancing at Spencer.

“Garcia wants to see them, said it was important. none of her calls are getting through.” Spencer murmurs.

“they probably have their phones off.” Gabriel suggests. Spencer walks over to the bed, looking them both over.

“I didn’t know Jasper had a tattoo.” Spencer says.

“Garcia’s been working on a way to tattoo us.” Mackenzie says.

“apparently she got it.” Spencer says, leaning over Jasper.

“what is it?” Gabriel asks.

“its… a date?” Spencer asks, leaning down some. he squiints some. “can’t really make it out, its probably still a work in progress.” Spencer says, leaning down further.

“Spencer wait, I wouldn’t-” Mackenzie says. before Spencer can react, Jaspers hand shoots out. he grabs Spencers hair, jerking the man down to slam his knee into Spencers face, growling. yellow eyes fly open immediately. Jasper looks pissed off.

“Jasper!” Spencer shouts, holding his nose. Jasper lets him go, sitting up slowly.

“Spencer?” Jasper asks, looking confused.

“fuck my nose.” Spencer groans, pulling back. he’s got his hands cupped to his face.

“why are you in here?” Jasper asks.

“Garcia wants to see you guys.” Gabriel says, walking over to Spencer to check on his nose. Jasper looks more confused, even a little upset.

“does it have to be now?” Jasper asks, rubbing at his face.

“it would be nice, not sure if Mike is gonna wake up though.” Mackenzie murmurs. Jasper blinks at her before he turns his head. he looks at Mike over. he’d love to leave the other sleeping peacefully beside him, but it doesn’t seem to be an option.

“fine. give us a few minutes.” Jasper mutters, rubbing at his face, again.

“you alright?” Spencer asks.

“he’s gonna take a few minutes to convince.” Jasper mutters. Spencer nods.

“alright, come on guys.” Spencer murmurs. they head out of the bedroom, closing the door behind them. Jasper lets out a slow sigh. he rolls over and carefully lays himself over Mike.

“Mikey?” Jasper murmurs. Mike grunts lowly. Jasper nuzzles his face into Mike’s neck. “hey, come on. Garcia needs us.” Jasper murmurs.

“Garcia can suck it.” Mike growls.

“come on.” Jasper murmurs, getting up.

“I know you heard me.” Mike warns. “I know you did, because you cooperated with half of my demands in the shower. the other half of my demands was 12 hours of sleep.” Mike hisses.

“I know, lovely, I know. we can come back and start the 12 hours over again. I promise.” Jasper murmurs, kissing his neck. “come on.” Jasper murmurs. Mike rolls over, Jasper lifting himself up enough Mike can do so with ease. Mike blinks at him, annoyed.

“no.” Mike mutters.

“c’mon Mike.” Jasper sighs.

“m’not going and you aren’t either.” Mike mutters. he wraps his arms around Jaspers neck and pulls him down, squishing the other mans face against his chest.

“Mike.” Jasper grunts, trying to get up. Mike simply holds tighter. Jasper grumbles to himself. there’s a knock on their door and, after checking they’re both still covered with the blanket, Jasper calls for them to enter. Spencer raises an eye brow, looking amused.

“that looks like the opposite of getting up.” Spencer snorts. Jasper huffs, blowing some hair out of his face.

“he said no.” Jasper frowns. Spencer laughs and walks over.

“come on Mike. Garcia needs to see you.” Spencer says, reaching down.

“stop.” Mike hisses.

“oh, come on.” Spencer chuckles, grabbing hold of the blanket.

“I’m naked and unafraid under that blanket.” Mike warns, not even bothering to open his eyes. Jasper snorts, trying to get his arms under himself so he can push away. Spencer lets go of the blanket quickly.

“seriously? Garcia needs to talk to you.” Spencer huffs. Jasper grunts, trying harder to push himself away. Mike doesn’t budge, but Jaspers not willing to stop trying.

“let go Mike.” Jasper says. his arm slips and Jasper yelps, his head thumping against Mikes chest hard. “ow.” Jasper grumbles. Mike ducks his head down, kissing the top of Jaspers head, in an apologetic way, but he doesn’t let go. he’s refusing to get up, but he doesn’t want to hurt his lover.

“you did it to yourself.” Mike mutters. Jasper grunts, looking over at Spencer.

“Mike says no.” Jasper frowns. he’s just as tired as Mike and is no longer willing to fight or struggle with the man. he shifts slightly, wrapping his arm around Mike. its not entirely comfortable, but he doesn’t care.

“guys-” Spencer tries.

“come back in…” Jasper trails, trying to see the clock.”can’t see the clock.” Jasper mutters.

“12 hours. come back in 12 hours and not a minute before. we managed to get out of the Pizza Plex, just shy of 6AM. its fucking, 10AM. 10AM.. now beat it.” Mike growls.

“its only been 4 hours? are you serious? what the hell Spencer?” Jasper glares.

“Mike, you can’t be serious.” Spencer frowns. Mike shoves Jasper off him, making him yelp. Mike sits up, glaring at Spencer.

“no Spencer, you can’t be serious. we have had a hell of a night, the worst night we’ve ever had saving any animatronics since I started doing this shit okay? I’m fucking exhausted. great, this wasn’t the same body I used, but I’m not going anywhere until I decide I’m ready so, get out of my house.” Mike snaps, glaring. Jasper pushes himself up off the bed, shooting Mike a worried look.

“stay here.” Jasper murmurs. Jasper shoves Spencer out of the bedroom. “out. now. all of you.” Jasper hisses.

“Jasper, what are you doing? you were willing to come with us a minute ago.” Mackenzie frowns, looking away from him.

“uh, you’re naked.” Gabriel mutters, bringing a hand up to cover Jasper in his vision.

“good. get out.” Jasper hisses. he shuts their bedroom door, locking it. he stumbles a little, the new blackout curtains were good at their job. its dark, Jasper couldn’t even tell it had only been 4 hours. he crawls back into the bed, laying himself over Mike. “sorry. I didn’t realize it hadn’t even been more than a couple of hours.” Jasper murmurs. Mike immediately wraps his arms around him tightly.

“s’fine.” Mike grumbles. Jasper pulls back a little to watch him.

“I know you want to sleep a bit longer, how about we get up and go soak in the bath tub, hmm?” Jasper asks. Mike blinks at him.

“why would we do that?” Mike mumbles.

“you’re gonna tell me, you weren’t freezing your ass off in that place?” Jasper asks. Mike tilts his head a little. he looks at Jasper a moment, before nodding.

“yeah it was freezing in there.” Mike agrees. “but I don’t wanna get up.” he mumbles. Jasper chuckles, getting up off the bed. he heads for the bathroom. Mike can hear the water starting. “Jazz?” Mike calls. Jasper pokes out of the bathroom after a moment, smiling at him.

“I’m coming. hang on.” Jasper says. Mike lays on the bed quietly for a few minutes, before Jasper walks over and leans over him. “hi.” Jasper murmurs. Mike raises an eye brow at him.

“yeah?” Mike asks. Jasper smiles at him, leaning down to kiss him. a tension in Mikes shoulders, that he didn’t realize he was holding, dissipated slowly. he lets out a soft sigh from his nose, blinking tiredly at the taller man when he pulls back. Jasper smiles at him.

“ready?” Jasper asks.

“only if you’re gonna pick me up.” Mike mumbles.

“well, duh. of course.” Jasper snorts, scooping him up carefully. he heads for the bathroom and gets into the tub, shifting Mike so they both fit. he leans forwards shutting the water off. the water is close to sloshing out, if they move too much, it might.

“the water is nice.” Mike mumbles, leaning against him. he curls against Jaspers chest and sighs happily.

“what if…” Jasper trails.

“hmm?” Mike asks, eyes shut.

“we need a vacation. nothing big or fancy, but what if we disappear for a few days?” Jasper asks, running a hand up Mikes back. Mike lifts his head.

“huh? lovely, where would we go?” Mike asks, confused.

“there’s a nice hotel not far from here.” Jasper says.

“a hotel?” Mike snorts, amused.

“we just up and vanish for a few days, let this kinda settle. we’ll come back. just, no more chancing they come busting in on us.” Jasper murmurs. he kisses Mikes head. “its just an idea.” Jasper shrugs. Mike sits up a little.

“let me up.” Mike murmurs. Jasper easily lets him go. Mikes carefully getting out of the tub. he comes back with his phone and climbs back it, holding it out to Jasper.

“lovely?” Jasper asks.

“I’m down. book it.” Mike murmurs, curling up. he lays his head on Jaspers chest again. Jasper snorts and gets to work pulling up the hotel website.

“what kind of room do you want?” Jasper asks.

“a jacuzzi.” Mike mumbles. Jasper nods a little, scrolling through the website.

“the only one they have with a jacuzzi, is a… ‘honeymoon suite’. what's that?” Jasper asks. Mike snorts, sitting up.

“we want that one. trust me.” Mike murmurs. Jasper chuckles a little.

“you sure?” Jasper asks.

“mmhmmm.” Mike murmurs, shifting to bury his face into Jaspers neck.

“how long?” Jasper asks. Mike nuzzles into his neck.

“two days?” Mike asks.

“three.” Jasper says. Mike laughs a little and nods, pulling back some. he smiles at Jasper.

“three days.” Mike agrees, leaning forwards to kiss him. “when?” Mike asks, laying his head back down.

“well… the site says its available today.” Jasper shrugs. Mike sits up some.

“four days.” Mike says. “if today counts as day one, we want four days.” Mike adds. Jasper snorts and nods.

“weird. this one has a list of check in times..” Jasper says.

“not weird at all.” Mike assures. Jasper raises an eye brow.

“its the only room with a list of times.” Jasper says.

“because its a Honeymoon Suite.” Mike murmurs.