(Sorry for super late update my awesome inspiration went to narnia.)

Foxy's pov

So...

We're planning to give Mike a little show...

I wonder if he would remember us right away or just sit there in the office, staring at the stage camera.

We don't know for sure if just simply showing a little show will help him remember anything about us.

Well, we're good at our own job, but I don't that he will easily be entertained.

I used to know a lot about him, before we died.

Its been about 26 years when we last met.

Goldie stood up.

"What is it, Goldie?" Freddy asked.

I will call the others. Its five already. He answered

We heard a loud shriek that sounded like it belonged to a young girl.

Is it Bonnie? Or is it Chica?

"C-chica!"

Bonnie yelled, running out from the west hall and going into the east where Chica was.

"Wait, why did it sound like a kid's scream?" I asked.

"N-no t-time to, to explain!" Bonnie said, repeating everything he's saying.

He must be panicking. Something must have happened to Chica.

He went ahead of us and ran into the west hall.

We followed him and ran there.

We saw Chica's arm stuck between the door and the floor.

Mike immidiately opened the door.

"Mike?! C-come on, on! S-say sorry!" Bonnie yelled at Mike, while trying to help Chica sit.

"Huh?"

"Come on! Say it! I know t-that you remember us! Do it, 'Mikey'!" Bonnie yelled, obviously angry at Mike.

"Bonnie? Is that-" Mike asked.

"You just realized?!" He shouted.

"What happened to you guys?" Mike asked.

"We were murdered!" He shouted.

"I'm so sorry!" Mike shouted

"Yeah, its like we actually wanted to kill our own friend!"

"I thought you were lost!"

"You didn't even bother to find us?!" Bonnie yelled.

"B-bonnie... chill out. Let's just get this over with. Its already 5 am." Chica said.

"He almost ripped off your arm!" He shouted.

"Its... okay. Let's just do this tomorrow." She said.

"Yeah... its going to become 6..."Freddy said.

Let's just do this tomorrow. At least he recognizes us. Goldie said.

"See ya tomorrow, lad." I said.

"Bye, Mike." Freddy said.

"See you tomorrow night." Chica said, standing up

"See ya, chump." Bonnie said. Controlling his rage.