FNAF: Things Are Never What They Seem (5)

It took a second for me to actually realize what Mike was doing. I don't really know if I was okay with it or if I wasn't... My arms wrapped around the back of his shoulders and my eyes closed on their own, so apparently I did like it. I heard a couple oohs and ahhs from the door way.

"So he did prove it to us..." Chica says quietly.

Mike pulls away from the kiss and smiles, then looking back at the animatronics he smirks.

"Told you I would prove it," he says while sticking his tongue out at the animatronics.

Freddy chuckles as if he had a dirty little secret. "Well Mike... I don't know about the others but I had already known that Bunny here wasn't an endoskeleton. I just wanted to see how far you'd go to prove it," Freddy says.

Mikes anger flared up. Then he became embarrassed. "You knew all along but you never said anything? Why? It could have saved us from all of this bull shit. And if you knew then how come you still came to the door like you were gonna kill her the other night?" Mike asks.

Now that was a good question. Since I started working here, I thought of Freddy as like their leader or something. So if he knew I was human, why didn't he call them off. What the hell?

Freddy chuckles again. "Well you see here... You humans are so easily scared. And it is rather hilarious to see you bumbling in fear," he says.

Well... I guess it is pretty funny to see someone curl up into fetal position, crying like a baby. Especially someone like Mike. A giggle excaped my lips and Mike gave me a look.

"Why are you laughing. You could have been killed!" he says.

"Wait you said that as long as you were here that I have nothing to worry about. Why are you saying I could have been killed. I mean if worse went to worse then you could have just turned into a big baby again to save us," I say. I know, that was a bit uncalled for. But hey, it was funny.

Mike just crosses his arms and looks away. Pouting. I giggle again and step closer to him and pinch his cheeks. "Ahw are you pouting big baby boo?" I tease in a singsong kind of voice. Then I kiss his cheek.

"Come on guys. It's almost time for my shift to be up. Let's get you all into place and see if we can get Mike to take a nap before his shift starts," I say, walking out of the office.

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Anonymous POV

The sound of the door being locked echoed through the seemingly empty corridors of the pizzeria. Somewhere in a dark, unknown corner of the establishment a music box began playing.

An eerie laugh sounded through the air followed by the ending note of what sounded like a child's lullaby. Somewhere in the gloom two eyes lit up and a demonic voice spoke.

"You may have slipped out of control this time. But I have news for you Freddy. You aren't the one pulling the strings this time. I am."

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Bunny

Mike and I said our goodbyes out in the parking lot. He decided to catch some sleep in his car. He's crazy in my opinion, sleeping out in a car unprotected. I would rather sleep inside the pizzeria, even though the animatronics still gave me the creeps.

Not to mention the unshakable feeling of being watch on our way out. I tried to convince myself that it was just the cameras... But something in the back of my head told me it wasn't.

As I drove home I couldn't help but wonder if maybe there was a darker side to that pizzeria. Maybe there was more than meets the eye... Looks like I have a bit of research to do.

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As soon as I got home I booted up my laptop and started a fresh pot of coffee. Who knew how long this may take. And with how worn out I am, I'm going to need that coffee. As the laptop starts up, I grab a box of pop tarts from the cabinet and set it on the table. Gotta have my brain food, ya know.

The laptop finishes up its loading process and I click on my search engine.

'Freddy Fazbear Entertainment'

Multiple results came up. Most of them were from Wikipedia, one from a Creepy Pasta page. More from YaHoo news articles... Ah ha! A site named fazbearentertainment.com/history. That ought to work. I click on the link and a brightly colored page loaded up on my screen.

'Welcome to Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria. A place for kids and grown-ups alike. Where fantasy and fun come to life. Fazbear entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person.

'Fazbear entertainment has been in the lives of children since 1987. Our first area was unfortunately shut down due to a series of tragic events. Events that may have given Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria a bad name. But don't worry! Freddy's new establishment has been revived with refurbished animatronics that have been built with human facial recognition and installed with the latest technology to recognize a criminal from a mile away.

'All children and adults are safe as they enter Freddy's establishment and are not in any danger. If you have any farther questions please contact us at 1-800-FAZBEAR'

I finished off the first packet of pop tarts and took a drink of my coffee. So there was a series of unfortunate events that caused the first location to be shut down... But what exactly were the events... This I had to know.

I grabbed my home phone and dial the number. It rang twice before a female voice answered.

"Welcome to Freddy Fazbears entertainment. This is Jaycie, how can I help you?"

"Hi Jaycie, I was wondering if you possibly tell me about the past location?" I ask.

"I don't really know much about the past location ma'am but I can transfer you to Mr. Thompson and he should be able to tell you about," Jaycie says.

The line goes dead for a moment then rings again. This time a cheery but gruff voice answered.

"This is Fazbear Entertainment, Mr. Thompson speaking. How may I help you on this fine day?"

"Hello Mr. Thompson. My name is Jessica, I'm the night guard that has recently been hired, you may know me as Bunny," I say.

"Well hello Bunny! It's nice to hear from you. I trust that the graveyard shift is treating you well, oh ho?"

"Actually it is treating me rather well. I do have a few questions though," I say.

"Uh... Okay what would your, uh, question be?"

He sounded rather nervous, which I can understand completely. "It's about the old location. I did a little research about it... And it said something about tragic incidents that caused the closing of the location. I was wondering if you could tell me anything about it?"

Mr. Thompson breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry to disappoint you Bunny but that information is classified and by law I cannot tell you. Is that all you wished to know?"

Damn... "Yes sir, that's all. Have a good day."

And with that I ended the phone call. I was so close but so far. There was something up with this pizza place. And I wasn't going to stop until I get to the bottom of it.

I dig in my work shirt pocket for the slip of paper Mike handed me on the first night. Taking a deep breath I dialed it and waited as it rung. It was 12:30 in the afternoon by now so he was working. The voice mail picked up.

"Hey Mike, it's Bunny. Remember how I asked about a backstory to Freddy's Pizzeria and you said there wasn't one? Well I think I've found one. See you tonight."

Hanging up, I head on to bed. That night I had a weird dream about Foxy and a pirate ship.