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Michael's PoV -

     I find Ennard down in the basement as is his usual. We snuggle together sitting on the floor in the corner of the room. "I have a plan. I want to help Evan not be afraid of animatronics anymore so he can sleep better," I state as I cuddle my boyfriend.

     "What's your plan?" Ennard asks.

     "Remember our psychology class, recently we learned about treating phobias. I was thinking I could help Evan with some exposure therapy. Maybe I could take him to father's dinner and introduce him to Fred Bear and Spring Bonnie." I reply.

     "Are you sure that's a good idea, Mike? He would probably just run away and hide from you," Ennard explains.

     "I could have some of my friends help me so he couldn't run away," I try to think of ideas.

     "I still don't think it's a good idea, Mike. That would probably just scare him worse."

      I don't reply. I need to help Evan overcome his fear. The poor kid falls asleep in class and his grades have been dropping because of this. He seems more and more paranoid everyday. I can't let this continue. No matter if I have Ennard's support or not I need to do this.

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     The next day at school I ask some of my friends for help with my plan. They almost too eagerly agree to help.

     After school I pick Evan up from school because he missed the bus again. "Evan, how about we go get some pizza at Freddy's Diner? I'll even buy you a few tokens for the arcade machine," I ask.

     "Michael, I don't want to see Freddy. Can you just get the pizza and I'll wait outside?" Evan asks.

     "Then you wouldn't get to play the arcade machine besides dad wouldn't want me to leave you outside by yourself," I explain.

     "Okay, I guess... but I'm not going anywhere near Freddy," Evan agrees.

     "Sure, but don't you want to get over your fear?" I state knowing fully well that I don't intend to honor my promise.

     It's for his own good, I remind myself. He needs to get over his fear so his grades won't keep dropping and he can finally sleep without nightmares.

     I know my friends are already waiting there. I told them to go to the diner right after school and wait on me and Evan. I'll find them and introduce them to Evan. Then we'll take him to Freddy and let him touch the yellow bear to show him there is nothing to fear. He will be scared for a short while but it will be better when he sees that Freddy won't hurt him.

     Finally, we make it to the diner.

A little bell dings above our head as we enter the door. A teenage employee stands at the counter, she looks like she really doesn't want to be there. I can't say I blame her.

     "Hello, can we get a large pepperoni pizza? My dad's William Afton so we get a discount, right? Also, can I get a few game tokens?" I ask.

     "Yeah, I know you, Michael. We go to the same school. That will be $6," the teen states.

     I hand over the $6 only feeling slightly embarrassed I don't recognize her. She hands me some game tokens and a number for our order. "Thanks," I awkwardly reply before walking away with our tokens and order number.

     "Mike, I don't want to go any farther. Can we wait outside?" Evan complains.

     I hold Evan's hand and gently pull him along, deeper into the pizzeria. I hand him the game tokens, "These are yours, why don't you play a game while we wait? We can't wait outside, sorry."

     "But I'm scared, Mike! Fredbear is over there, he's watching me!" Evan is on the verge of tears now.

     I crouch down next to my little brother, "Shhhh... Evan. It's okay. Fredbear won't hurt you. He's on the stage right now and can't leave. You need to face your fears. This fear is causing you to have nightmares and it's affecting your sleep. I know that you fall asleep during your classes. I've heard dad lecturing you about your dropping grades. This can't go on any longer, Evan," I try to explain as kindly as I can.

     Evan throws the tokens on the ground, "I've told you, I'm not having nightmares! They're real and I have to fight for my life every night! You sound just like dad. You don't care about me, you only care about my grades!"

     Evan tries to run off but I grab his arm. "Let me go!" Evan complains.

     "No, Evan. This ends now, you need to see that Fredbear won't hurt you," I try to pull Evan towards the stage but he's fighting me.

     My friends must have noticed. They come over and grab my little brother, they're all wearing animal masks which only seems to be adding to my brother's fear. "Guys, maybe you should take the masks off, that might be scaring him more," I state but my brother's crys and my friend's laughter drowns out my voice.

     They carry my screaming and crying little brother over to Fredbear. Now we're all standing in front of the yellow bear, my friends hand me my brother. Now I'm holding Evan. He's squirming and crying trying to get away. "Mike! Let me go! I don't want to see Fredbear!" Evan crys.

     "Evan, calm down! Look he's right in front of you and nothing bad is happening," I start to set Evan back down, that's enough exposure for one day.

     "No, Michael. He needs to give Fredbear a kiss." One of my friends state.

     "Do it! Do it! Do it!" My friends chant trying to get me to put my brother up next to Fredbear's mouth.

     "Nooooooooo! Stop!" Evan cries.

     I suppose that would be good for Evan. If he touches the golden bear maybe he will see that everything is okay. With the help of my friends, I carefully raise my brother up to look into the bear's mouth. My friends take it a bit to far. As Fredbear opens his mouth as part of his 'singing' my friends shove Evan's head inside the mouth cavity. The poor kid is crying. I try to pull my brother out but my other friends are all pushing him in, I'm not strong enough. Then the mouth clamps back shut. Evan's crying stops. I feel warm sticky liquid plaster my face. Blood! Dark red blood begins to drip down Fredbear's mouth. "Evan!" I cry as I quickly pry the bear's jaw open, Evan's body is limp and falls onto the ground below.

     I quickly pick my little brother up. His whole head is open. Blood and other bodily matter ooze up from the bite marks. Evan's eyes stare up at me, unblinking. "Evan? Brother?" I gently shake him, "Wake up, please! I'm so sorry, Evan!"

     Suddenly, I'm pulled off my brother. I'm shoved into a wall and slapped repeatedly across my face. "Michael, you fucking fool! How could you!?" Dad. I sink down the wall and fall down with my head in my hands.

     Dad is holding Evan now and sobbing as he holds his youngest child. I look around, my friends are gone. They probably ran away.

     Soon the paramedics and police arrive. Dad rides on the ambulance with Evan but I can't go. The police take me in for questioning. I'm sitting at a desk with my hands cuffed to the table. I can't focus on what's going on around me. I can't see through my tears and all I can think of is Evan. Will he be okay? Did I kill my own brother?

     The questioning is light thanks to my dad who apparently paid them off before getting in the ambulance with my brother. The cops tell me that my dad doesn't want me going to jail, it would be even worse on his businesses.

     Finally, after a few hours the handcuffs are taken off and I'm released. I walk home. I want to see Evan at the hospital but I don't even know which one he's in. Besides dad probably doesn't want me there and if Evan could respond I doubt he would want me there either.

     By the time I make it home it's well after midnight. I'm still covered in my little brother's blood. The cars are gone from the driveway. Mom and Elizabeth probably went to see Evan. I'm home alone. It's just me and Ennard. As soon as I walk through the door Ennard falls from the vents. He sees the blood on me, "Mike, what happened? Are you okay?!"

     I break down sobbing. I hold onto my lover as I tell the story. After the story is over Ennard walks away from me, "You killed... your brother? I told you not to take him there! I told you it was a bad idea but you didn't listen and Evan paid the price for it!"

     Ennard quickly disappears into the vents and I'm alone on the floor crying once again.

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The days pass slowly. I skip school often but when I do go I'm avoided like the plague or made fun of for being the kid that killed his little brother. Guilt constantly eats at me. Father absolutely hates my guts and yells at me and punches and slaps me a lot. Mom can't even stand to look at me. Her fighting with dad has only gotten worse since the indecent. She knows dad is behind the missing children and she blames dad as much as me for what happened to Evan. Somehow the worst pain is that Ennard still isn't talking to me. I haven't seen him since the night of the bite. Sometimes I hear him in the vents above my bed. He has to be near me for a reasonable amount of time everyday to give his soul enough energy to keep moving. I know that's the only reason he stays in the vents above me.

I skipped school today. Mom and dad couldn't care less. They're downstairs fighting. I sit at the top of the steps listening to my mom yell at my dad, "Michael is your child, not mine! He's just like you too! I know you kill those children, everyone always goes missing around you! Now look what you've done, you've raised another killer just like you!"

I sob. I don't want to be like my father, I hate the person he is. I've always suspected that I was the product of an affair but this just confirms it. I didn't mean to kill my brother, I really didn't! I never got to say goodbye to him. Dad wouldn't let me in his hospital room. I can't take this anymore. This guilt and agony is too much. I just sit and cry though I still listen to the angry words of my parents below.

I hear a vent open nearby and I glance over to find Ennard crawling out of it. This is the first time I've seen him in weeks. "Hey, Mike," Ennard sits next to me.

"I'm sorry, En. I shouldn't have taken my brother there, none of this would have happened. Now I've lost everyone, I've lost my parents, my friends, you, most of all my brother. I'm not complaining, I know I deserve it," I sob.

I feel Ennard's wires snake around me as if hugging me. I'm pulled into his lap and he holds me, "Mike, you haven't lost me. I'm sorry for over reacting. I know you were just trying to help, Evan. Your friends are the ones to blame, they pressured you into... It's not your fault. I love you, Michael."

I pull Ennard close and sob into him. I needed his forgiveness. "Thank you! I love you too!"