Mike cautiously walked down the hallway, the flashlight in his hand. He had just heard the phone guy's fourth message, but at the end of the call, he got attacked by... them. Mike grew increasingly worried. He had to know if he is okay. He heard Chica in the kitchen and Freddy's laughter can be heard throughout the building. It brought shivers down Mike's spine. But he wasn't worried about that. All he's worried about is the person on the phone. Eventually, he got to the Parts and Service room and saw that the door was a little open. He peeked into the door and saw a lone suit sitting on the table. He shined his flashlight on it and saw blood leaking out of the suit. "Oh shit..." Mike cursed under his breath before running into the room. He ran towards the suit before he heard crackling glass. He looked down and saw that he had stepped on little glass pieces.

He shined his flashlight and saw that the pieces lead to a pair of broken glasses. He looked at the person. "No time to waste! I've got to help him!" Mike thought. He removed the Freddy head off of the person and his eyes widened. He saw a person with messy black, spiky hair. Blood was dripping from his head. "That's... the phone guy?" He thought. He shook his head. "Mike, this is no time to be hesitating!" He thought. He proceeded to take off the rest of the suit, being careful not to hurt him more. Soon, Mike got the suit off of the man. He laid him down on the checkered, tile floor and shook him. "Hey! Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Mike called out to the man, hoping that he'll get a response. Nothing. Mike checked to see if he was breathing. To his horror, he wasn't. "Oh shit, Oh shit!" He thought, starting to panic. "Okay, stay calm, Mike. Remember what you learned in college. You can do this." He said, taking deep breaths.

He tilted the man's head back, pinched his nose, and covered his mouth with his own, breathing air into his lungs. The man's chest rises, signalling Mike that nothing is blocking the man's airway. "Okay. So far, so good." He thought. He took off the man's tie and unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his chest. Mike then started pushing on the man's chest in an effort to get his heart working. "C'mon, breathe... Breathe!" Mike thought as he continued to press on the man's chest. He then blew two breaths into his mouth. "Come on, you're not gonna die on me tonight!" He thought. He continued to press on the man's chest until he started to breathe. Mike breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry, buddy. I'm gonna get you to a hospital, okay?" He said. He picked the man up carefully in his arms and left the Parts And Services room. He snuck down the hallway, staying out of the animatronic's line of vision, and went outside. He laid the man down, pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and called an ambulance. While he was waiting for the paramedics to arrive, he held the man gently in his arms and whispered soft words into his ear.

"You'll be okay, buddy. You're going to be okay. Don't worry. I'll save you. You'll be okay."

*A few hours later*

The man later woke up in a white room. His vision was blurry and he couldn't see. He could faintly hear a steady beeping in the room. Through his blurry vision, he saw that he was connected to a heart monitor. He tried to figure out why he was in the room. Then, the memories from last night came back to him. Him leaving a final message for the night guard, getting attacked by one of the animatronics and getting stuffed in a suit. But, what happened after that?

He heard someone come into the room. He looked at the person and saw that he had short, brown hair and black eyes. He was wearing the same uniform he had last night. He went over to him and held his hand. "Oh, thank god, you're awake! Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?" The person asked.

Mike eagerly waited for the man's answer. He shook his head as if to say that he's okay. "W-What happened? W-Where am I?" The man asked. "You're... in the hospital. I found you in the backroom. You were... stuffed into a suit. It's a good thing that I got to you in time. If I haven't been there... You... would have died..." Mike said. The man was surprised. He didn't expect anyone to save him. From the moment that the animatronics got into his office, he knew that he would die. He didn't expect someone, let alone the night guard who he just left messages for a few days ago, to come and save him.

"Ah... T-Thank you." The man said. "Oh, it's no problem. I'm just glad that you're okay." Mike said. He reached into a pocket and pulled out a new pair of glasses. "I found your glasses on the floor. They were broken, so I figured that I might get you some new ones." He said. The man took the glasses from Mike's hand and put them on. He could see everything clearly now. "Thank you for doing this for me." The man said, smiling a little. "Oh, it's no problem at all." Mike said. He then got up from his chair. "Well, I gotta be going. I'll come check up on you later, okay?" He asked. "Alright." The man said. Mike walked to the door and was about to open it when the man called him.

"Wait."

Mike turned to look at the man. "Yeah?" He asked. "I didn't quite catch your name. What is it?" The man asked. Mike smiled a little. "My name's Mike. What's your name?" Mike asked. The man looked out the window.

"Scott."

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Scott." Mike said. "It's nice to meet you too, Mike. And thank you, once again, for saving me." Scott said. "It's no problem at all." Mike said. And with that, he left the room. Mike breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that he saved him.

(Here's another oneshot thing. This time, it's Mike x Phone Guy. Well, it doesn't have romance basically. It's more like a friendship thing, I don't know. But anyways, I hope you guys like this and again, I'm sorry if it's crappy. Constructive criticism is welcome.