Night five.

Mike sat down, they hardest night, yet, the final. Actually, somewhere deep inside Mike's dark, heartless, soulless self, he's going to miss this place. He kicked back.... staring at the blank wall... he got the job, not just for the money, but because this was his childhood dream place... but all that crumbled..... into a nightmare of Hell....... he sighed and picked up the tablet, Chica and Bonnie was already out. "Geez...." He slammed the button close, Bonnie looked blood-thirsty.... that kind of sent a chill down his back. And here came Foxy and Chica, he kept them both closed, hoping to keep his life for another day... "Fuck..." he hissed and checked the cameras, Freddy stared at him, Bonnie went away and Foxy. The phone rang again. He picked it up.

"Hello? Hey, uh, last job, it should be very exciting for you!" "Not really...." he flipped through the screens. "How so?" "Well when you know it's getting harder.... you have a feeling oF DEATH!" "Oh yeah, well, just think, you can get out tonight, sound good?" "I guess." "Good." He hung up. He sighed and closed the right door, the power was going more than usual, which wasn't good at all. The animatronics breathed more heavily..... "FUCK OFF!" he screamed at them. "GO EAT YOURSELF BITCH!!!! I DON'T GO AROUND EATING YOU!!!!!" he flipped off the screen, sweat dripping like crazy.

"Hey, Mike." Chris smiled. "HEY!" he said in a rush, checking cameras, Chris sat down. "Hey, calm down-" "I AM CALM!" "You sure don't sound like it...." his eye started to twitch, it's driving him crazy. Chris took the camera. "HEY- WHAT-" "Relax for a bit, you're gonna give yourself a heart attack." He checked the cameras. Mike didn't trust him with this. Why? Because he had a damn feeling that he was gonna die because of him. He pressed the button on his right, Chica staring at Chris. Mike still was jumpy as fuck, he pressed the button on his right. "So.... this is the last night...." Chris said. "Y-Yeah....." "Well, I'm gonna miss ya', Mikey- Mike I meant." "............. why? I'm just some person you're working with!"

"Well..... for once..............." Chris gulped and sighed. "You're the nicest person I've worked with so far for one." "Oh I'm a sweetheart...." "A-And y-you don't want to touch me, like the others...." "Wait, what?" "I-I don't know what it is with me..... e-every guy and girl wants to......." Mike stared at him. "A-And they hurt me...... i-it terrifies me....... b-but you aren't like that, a-and you the closest thing to a friend to me......." ".........." "E-Everyone just wants to use m-me." He started to tear up. "Are you.... gonna cry?" "U-Uh no, I-I'm fine." he opened the door.

Mike stared at him more........... "S-Sick......" Chris looked at him. "Yeah........." he smiled slightly. "So, thank you...... Mike......." "............you can call me Mikey...." "R-Really?" Mike nodded. "Y-You're awesome." "Heh thanks........" Mike took the tablet away from him. "I can do this....." he flipped through the screen, Freddy started to move everywhere, Golden Freddy, just staring, scared him to death...... he tried his best to ignore him..... everything just stared at him......

"Maybe we'll meet again someday, Mike....." "Maybe......"

4:00 a.m.

Foxy was on the run, he closed the door. "GO AWAY YE FURRY FUCK!" "That's another thing.... I've never heard anyone more of a foul mouth than you......" "Heh well I'm maybe probably the worst." "Can I unplug the fan?" "You can't...." "Why?" "I don't know, Scott said something about cheating on his own game....." "Well fuck me sideways......" he flipped through the screen. They kept getting too close to the screen and staring, those silver, glowing eyes.........

5:00 a.m. Fuck it

FUCK IT 6:00 A.M.! \('-')/

Mike squealed. "I'M NOT DEAD!" "YEAH!!!" "YES!!!!" "HEH!" "..... well, Chris, this is goodbye, I guess...." "Yeah.... it's been wonderful....." Mike shook his hand, getting a bit of wet nail polish on him..... black.... "Nail polish?" "U-Uh...." "Still, the gayest." Mike smiled. "Take care, Chris....." "Take care, Mike..... I'll miss you...."