Flashback

The birthday girl fell to her knees before her were the unmoving bodies of her five friends, lifeless eyes staring into space. The girl crouched in the corner of the room.

That man, that murderer... She silently begged whatever would hear her thoughts to not let him get away with this.

As if summoned, a slender, ink black body floated in, and saw the girl through beady white eyes, as she was crying in the corner. It drifted over to her while she backed away in fear.

It lay three silky fingers on her knee in a comforting way. It dried the tears streaming down her face and though it didn't speak she swore it was talking.

'He killed me too' sounded in her head. 'But I'm alive. They will be too.'

The girl looked up at it, stuttering and sobbing, "They were my friends..."

'You're lucky to have them. I had no one. I was alone, I won't let you come close to my fate. Come. Let's help them get up on their feet shall we?'

- back to now -

   Night 2 hurried by, nothing interesting happening. Fritz ignored his role, standing in the same spot for 6 hours because of the cameras watching him. Cassidy wasn't given a good time to appear so it was peaceful for the poor guard. Jeremy occasionally appearing to the left, Susie to the right, and Gabriel remaining on the stage. No news came through to Y/N so she spent the day resting.

   Mike POV:

   Mike was searching through a pile of posters, old newspapers and pictures hoping for a hint to what this supposed murderer is accused of.

   His results showed that William Afton, having created the animatronics is thought to have programmed the robots to be involved in the missing children incidents. He was put on trial, but slipped out of trouble. He was at least fired by his friend and co-worker Mr. Emily.

   Michael figured it would be a good idea to finally make contact with the man tomorrow. It had been 5 years since they last spoke.

   Night 3 had finally come round. This was when things would get freaky for Mike. Three hours into Mike's shift had passed, he made it look like nothing was chasing him down.

   Y/N POV:

   Y/N had been shouting thousands of attack plans into the microphone, none could let anyone step into the office. She was tempted to send out Cassidy immediately, but she knew that would ruin the big build up to his likely death.

   "Susie, you ok? You've been standing there for a while now so feel free to wander. Fritz, I know he's watching you but your gonna have to move!" She had been trying to encourage him to move for a while.

   Mike had figured out yesterday that the Foxy animatronic either preferred to not be seen moving, or thought he couldn't be seen if he stood still. Y/N knew what the problem was.

   The argumentative fox responded, "If ye be standing still, he don't be seein ye! Classic trick that undoubtedly be a grand success--"

   "No it doesn't work, it only works in dinosaur films which last time I checked you've never seen!"

   "Lass, I may have borrowed ye phone... but it be still working see?"

   Thief! She sighed impatiently, "It obviously doesn't work. Jurassic Park ain't a reality show! Why haven't you moved? Because he's kept the camera on you this whole time. Why has he done that? To keep you from attacking! He has figured you out."

   "So what do ye suppose I do? If he not be changin them devices, I be shipwrecked here with me achin gears!"

   "We go through this every time! We went through this last night! Don't worry about the cameras! With your speed, what's he supposed to do trapped in that room? I'll let you wait one time only. The second he changes the cameras, go. Got it?"

   "Aye. But I don't recall walkin through this before--" you finally decided to cut him off.

   On the computer to your left you left the camera on him while on the right you checked on the Freddy animatronic alone on stage.

   Gabriel had narrowed his glowing eyes. He would always receive the most sympathy, only being able to stand in one place for three nights, listening to every argument and unable to react. But he agreed to his position too! His own downfall.

Curiosity had you looking through the rest of the pizzeria for the others. The Bonnie and Chica animatronics were both watching the kitchen camera creepily.

   Y/N ordered them to move to other areas and make some noise to make Mike change cameras for Fritz. And apparently her strategy worked.

   You guided your eyes to the middle screen, where Mike was. He had changed the camera several times. When he switched to the corridor, Fritz finally decided to rush down towards the door.

   "Shoot!" You heard Mike scream, but shut the door right on time.

   The audio on several screens rung with Fritz's whining, "Youch! That be painful ya know! Who fed ye the gibberish that I'd kill ya there and then?!"

   You quickly reconnected the communication with him, "Fritz shut up! We'll try again later. You don't need to start a conversation."

   "Why are you talking like that?!" The voice was Mike's, "You're... Not going to kill me?"

   Oh no no no! Please don't answer...

   "There be nothin wrong with me voice! Ye slimy seadog, respect the captain's programmin! And no. Yer'll live as long as ye tell us what we be wantin ter know!"

   "Well what do you want to know? If I'm safe, I'll open the door and tell you."

   If he starts talking about everything, he'll eventually get to talking about you! Y/N was sent into a panic, resetting everything to reach the out of control pirate. Cassidy began restarting a few communication systems too.

   Y/N screamed into the microphone, "Fritz! Don't tell him anything! You know you'll say too much!" He was too content in arguing with the guard.

   He ignored her, continuing, "Or yer'll try to tear apart me joints, forcing me bloodthirsty hook into yer heart!"

   You powered his signal on and off, several times, "Fritz please listen!"

   "Why should I destroy you? But out of interest, what's controlling you?"

   Cassidy joined in, slightly pushing you aside, messing with a few more systems while Y/N took the role of trying to speak to the fox, "Don't answer! Let him think whatever he wants! Susie distract him with the other door! I don't care that it's closed, do something!"

   "Ye should know I can control meself without bein some puppet, ye stupid sea bass!"

   "If I'm stupid, so are you for not trusting me."

   "Oi! I would trust ye if I wouldn't be deactivated for it!"

   "By who?"

   "Uh... Nobody!"

   "A person?"

   "Yes-- NO! Maybe..."

   "So yes?"

   "I... Yer... No... I don't know--"

   "FRITZ JUST SHUT UP!" Y/N took a moment to realise that she and the golden bear had turned on the whole pizzeria's speakers. Mike was looking around in frantic fear of the human voice.

   Cass guiltily whispered, her voice glitching, "I flicked the wrong switch. We should label the announcement switch..."

   Y/N was also hit with realisation and threw her headset to the floor, before cutting off all communications and audio from the building and robots. She relied on the bear beside her to end the chaos. "Cass, get him out of there, then give our guest a fright. I'll catch up with you all soon."

   Not long after, she walked towards the arriving robots. They were all arguing with Fritz, for if he'd continue talking he would have undoubtedly mentioned Y/N.

   This would be a problem as they'd be found and separated. Y/N didn't want to be taken from them again.

   Fritz sounded quite distressed, trying to find ways to explain himself, "I... I don't know what I be doin, I didn't think before I be speakin, I be so sorry! I promise I didn't mean anythin by it!"

   Y/N had just about lost it, "We use violence as a last resort, but you should know that if he figures out I'm here he cannot leave this place alive! The second he knows there's a human involved, the place will be shut down again, I'll be sent to a foster home, Afton gets away with this and I never see you again!"

   "Y/N, I be so heartily sorry. I won't let it happen again." His robotic ears were low and his expression deeply apologetic.

   "It's fine,' she sighed, "we just have to hope he doesn't figure it out."