(I posted this in my fucking ask book so I deleted it and moved it to here)

Mike sighed and sat down. "Wait, where are the doors?" He picked up a flashlight. "A flashlight? A mask? What?" This as all so new.... "Vents? Wait....." He picked up the tablet and looked through the rooms. He looked at the new toy animatronics.

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He burst out into laughter. "That's hilarious!! They look so girlish!" Mike laughed. He looked at the back room. He stared. "What happened to the animatronics? Well, not that I care, because these ones can't be as bad, right?" He checked Marionette's box. "What's this? A music box? What do I do?" He looked at it confused. "I sort of like the old pizzaria better...." He sighed. "Ewwww, what the hell is that?" He stared at Balloon Boy. A tiny tear dripped from it's eye. (Had to.)

"Welp.... this should be a breeze...." he sighed and picked up the flashlight, flickering it around, bored. The phone didn't ring. "Hey, wait, where's the phone call?" He started to panic, shit he needed to know what to do! He screeched a bit and looked at the music box beside him, what was he supposed to do? Fucking dance to it? He sighed frustrated. "Okay, think of the money. Do this in five night's, and you can get more money to pay the bills and survive...." Mike told himself.

(People always be working with him)

"Hello, Mike, I believe we talked before." Mike turned around, there was this tall guy, with a red, telephone mask, thing... "Your voice sounds familiar." "I am Scott Cawthon." Fuck. "Oh, yeah, hello, Scott...." Why Scott...... "Anyway..." he sighed and sat down. "Sorry, it's just been a long week and I didn't have much patience, I have to keep up with the deaths, my children, and my husband..... So, uh, it's been driving me a little crazy, no hard feelings?" Well then, that was some apology..... "Uh, sure, Scotty...." "Stick with Scott." "Alright then, Scott." "Anyway, you look like you have no fucking clue what you are doing." "I do not." "Well, the animatronics should be less.......... uh......... fuck.........." "They don't attack as much?" "Yeah." He didn't believe that but whatever. "And the old animatronics, had to be withered to make the new and improved ones, children love them but still question us about the old ones." "I bet they do." "Um....... the- the Balloon Boy shouldn't do anything, I don't think, unless he's on his way to give you a balloon, heh. And the Marionette, he will pop out of his box once and a while, so make sure to wind up that music box, or else he'll come." "Ohhhhhh...." "Yeah, and that mask, it will make some of the animatronics go away and think you're another one of their kind, trying to go find the nightguard."

"Alright." "To see if they're coming of not, you flash the flashlight down the hall, and those vents, with the buttons, press them to see if they're near your room or not. And they will crawl through the vents....." "Oh great." "And I think you're set!" Scott smiled. "Heh....." he checked the cameras, nothing seemed to be moving yet. "Oh! And about "ghosts" or "illusions." "....?" "Golden Freddy, I think you've seen him before." Mike nodded. "Just, don't stare at them and they'll go away, hopefully. And we made another side of Balloon Boy, called JJ. She uh, will crawl under your desk and stare at you."

"Uh, creepy, okay." "Yeah, and shadow animatronics, they will come in your office, too, but just ignore them, or you'll freeze up inside and die." "Oh damn...." Mike sighed. "Thank you, Scott." "Or you can call me Phone Guy." "Scott." "Okay Scott." He checked the cameras, but no animatronics has come out, yet...

3:00 a.m.

He started to wind up the music box, no animatronics... "Hey, where are they?" "Um, they probably won't come out on your first night." "Oh, that sounds wonderful, to be honest." Mike sighed in relief, but he said PROBABLY.

I'm bored

WHERE'S CHRIS LMAO

6:00 A.M. YE

Mike stared at the clock, eye a little wide. "That went really quick......" "Um, I don't think that's normal, but, whatever." "Yeah...." '"....ANWAY nice knowing you, Mike!" "Yeah, you too...."