Jeremy’s POV

I felt my heart skip a beat as Mike told me everything. How he had ran to my apartment and saw me beaten up, near death. I was shaking uncontrollably, as he finished the last word. My eyes were wide even though my hair was covering them. Mike was sitting in his chair, avoiding eye contact with me. I knew the animatronics would be coming after us, even though the night was almost over. I turned my attention back to the tablet, trying not to drop it from all my shaking. I could feel myself get even more nervous as I saw that Bon Bon, Toy Chica, and Balloon Boy were missing from their normal spots. I stuttered out, pushing all the thoughts of Mike’s dream out of my head,

“M-mike, check the hallway p-please! Some of the animatronics are missing” Mike glanced at me and picked up the flashlight from the desk. I noticed that it had a huge dent in it. “Uhh Mike. H-how did the desk get a h-huge dent i-in it?” I hated my stuttering it made me sound weak. Mike repeatedly flashed the flash light down the hall while answering me,

“Well, while you were in some sort of a comatose, the fucking Mangle attacked me and ended up hitting the desk. Good thing I ducked down, otherwise I’d literally be mangled right now.” I blinked at Mike; did he just seriously make a really stupid pun? I heard him snicker. “Get it, mangled!” The next thing I knew, Mike was laughing his ass off with his hand holding his forehead. I just stared at Mike. That was a horrible pun! Mike’s laughter started to die down, he was starting to quiet down. I asked him sternly,

“Are y-you done y-yet Mike?” Mike looked at me and starting laughing again. I face palmed at this, I usually never do that. I felt a bit of pain come from my face, I forgot I still had a cut there. I muttered a small whimper and got up from my chair. Mike was still cracking up, pounding his hand on the desk. I walked over to him hoping he would stop with all this noise; it was bound to attract the animatronics. I was starting to get annoyed by this.

“M-mike.” He kept laughing. “Mike!” Why is he still laughing, it wasn’t even funny. “MIKE!!!” The next thing I knew Mike had fallen on the floor from how loud my voice was. It must have surprised him, heck it even surprised me. I’ve never had a very loud voice, even before my mother died. I looked down at my feet to see a dazed Mike.

“Jere, what was that for?” I stared at Mike; his eyes were burning into mine. He looked mad, almost like he was pouting. I giggled at Mike’s face; he looked just like a kid. Finally I replied to him in a disappointed sounding tone,

“That shitty pun M-mike, that’s what it was for.”

“Did you just swear?”

“Y-yes, yes I did.” Mike gave me a what the fuck look.

“What happened to the Jeremy I used to know!?” I frowned.

“W-what’s that supposed t-to mean?” Mike sat up and sighed. I shyly offered him a hand in getting up. He greatly took it and commented.

“Well you never swear Jere. It was just something I haven’t heard you do.” I blushed a bit, the only reason I never swore was because I was just raised that way. I fumbled around with my sleeves, my arms started to sting a bit. “M-mike, I’ve only known you for four d-days! That’s not that long!” Mike rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, but I’ve gotten to know you quite well. So really that’s no excuse.” I opened my mouth to protest, until we heard a chime and some kids cheering. It was finally 6 am. Mike grinned as the chime finished.  “Well it looks like we’ve survived another night at Fuckboy’s!” He started strolling out of the office and into the hallway. I quickly ran after him, hoping to talk with him a bit longer. As my mind starting getting out of night guard mode, I remembered Mike’s dream. I can still remember it word for word, it made me shutter. As Mike and I walked down the hallway and into the main area Mike spoke up.

“Hey Jeremy, I have a good feeling about you. You might actually break the record for the nights passed at this place! The other guards usually only get pass this night and then die, but I’ve got a feeling that you are different.” I blushed at Mike’s comment; my heart started beating a bit faster. I-I am different than the others! No, he doesn’t mean that…..does he? Mike looked at me and laughed at my blushing face. I buried my face in my hands, I wasn’t used to complements. I uncovered my face just enough for me to see. Mike chuckled at me and ruffled my hair. Suddenly I heard a phone go off; I uncovered my face completely to see what was going on. Mike had his cell phone up to his ear talking to someone.

“What is it?” He seemed annoyed. “What! Why on that day, I thought Fritz was going to do it!” A few seconds passed, Mike sighed as he flipped his phone shut and shoved it back into his pocket. He seemed extremely mad. As he turned around to leave the building I heard him mutter, “Oh fuck me.” I cautiously ran over to him, I didn’t want to make him madder. His anger reminded me of my dad. I whimpered out best I could,

“Uhh, M-mike what i-is w-wrong? Who w-was on the p-phone, n-not to i-intrude on a-anything!”

Mike’s POV

I was so pissed right now that I didn’t even noticed has scared Jeremy looked. Was I that terrifying when I was mad? I stopped walking and turned to face Jeremy as he asked me what was wrong. He was stuttering so much, he sounded like a child. My eyes softened as his finished his last word. Was he thinking I would hurt him? I know he has a scars but I’ve decided not to press on those; maybe they are just self harm scars. I sighed and tried to calm my temper as I explained to Jeremy.

“It was Boss who called, it turns out Fritz has to go somewhere this Saturday and that is the day a birthday party is going to get held here. Boss says I have to cover for Fritz in two days otherwise he’s going to flip!” I was getting even more agitated just thinking about it. Of all days, Fritz had to ditch us on that day. I was really getting pissed. I stormed out of the pizzeria forgetting that Jeremy was trailing behind me. As I walked into the cold November air I realized that it was raining. Jeremy was right behind me and he didn’t seem too happy at the sight of the rain. Maybe I should drive him home; it will save him from getting sick. Yeah I’ll drive him, even if he says no.

“Jeremy, do you want a lift home?” He shook his head and began talking.

“N-no thanks M-mike I’ll b-“ I cut him off by putting a hand to his mouth.

“Too bad, I’m giving you a ride anyway!” I gave him a warm smile, he was blushing again. I couldn’t help but give a little chuckle as his face turned an even darker red. I removed my hand from his mouth and went in search of my car. “Stay here Jere, I’ll be right back!” He nodded and waited for me. I went to the usual spot where I parked my car and spotted it. I quickly got inside it and turned the ignition. I drove to the front of the building and ushered Jeremy to get in. He spotted me and quickly hopped into the passenger seat. I gladly sped out of Freddy’s parking lot and onto the road. As we drove in the rain Jeremy spoke up. What he said made me tense a bit.

“M-mike, what is s-so bad about filling in f-for Fritz?” I didn’t want to tell him, so I lied to him.

“Well I just don’t want to go back to being on day shift. That was a living hell.” He didn’t seem convinced. He raised an eye brow at me and crossed his arms. He started at me for what seemed like forever, it felt so awkward to have him staring at me. I saw a red light in the distance and stopped my car. I sighed and looked at him whiling waiting for the light to change.

“Look Jeremy, it’s just a day I don’t want to spend helping stupid kids. OK, could we drop this please?” He uncrossed his arms and muttered an apology. I wanted to tell him, but I’d probably end up crying or getting extremely mad. I hated that day for two reasons. One of them was because it was the day Doll left me and I was all alone with no family to confide in. 

AN: Whoa that got long! Oh well, a little treat for you guys! The next chapter is going to be a bit of a time skip so exepct that Mike and Jeremy will be closer in the next one! This story is now going to get some small plot twists full of fluff, sadness, and over all Jeremikeness! IM SO EVIL M'WAHAHAHA