"Oh so now you care?!"

Mike and Freddy were face to face. The tensions were heavy between the two. Mike's stare was ruthless. All the anger and ill will he has towards him was slowly bubbling over. Freddy however, seemed a bit soft. His gaze was hard, but you could tell by his words that he really meant what he said.

"I always cared, I just didn't deliver it correctly."

Freddy sighed and thought for a minute. He tried to pull certain strings together and he realized the odd one out. However, he decided to use him later, he didn't even go in with the three.

As Freddy became quiet, his brother stepped in and had a strong grudge. The thought of how Mike easily took (Y/n) away from him. How he broke the fragile bond that was only building between them.

"Who the hell gave you the right to ask him that?"

Mike held his ground against Goldie. Goldie stood by his brother with his head held high, He had courage.

"Like you can talk. You were never really there for her. All you managed to do was worry her and fuck her!"

It was noticeable that Mike struck a nerve. This caused Goldie's courage to slowly descend into cockiness.

"Damn right. What I find funny is how you're gonna say that to me, when you're the one who got her pregnant!"

Mike officially had snapped. His rage had bubble over to where it could be seen dripping down his face. He lunged at him and began to punch him repeatedly. Not to his surprise, Goldie fought back.

All havoc broke loose. Hell froze over and fire rained from the fucking sky. In conclusion, this was not good.
The boys did their best to separate them, but it wasn't any good. Their only option was to let them get it out. This was a long time coming.

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I had passed out from shock. I groaned and sat up, rubbing the back of my head. I looked all over, but I couldn't find the guy from earlier. When I looked behind me, I see a start button. Kinda like the ones from arcade games.

I feel something leak from my shoulder. I look and see my personal demon.

"Press the button to begin."

I sigh and press the button. It explodes into pretty colors and a pixelated knife drops into my hand. I grip it in my hand and turn around, seeing an entire different setting. It looks like the previous version of the pizzeria.

I walk through the walls, softly humming. I look on the walls and see pictures of everyone I've come into contact with. I see the originals, the toys, even the shadows.

I stop at Marionette. I realize I never really saw him that much. From what I understand, he was more behind the scenes. I touch his poster, and ink comes off and stains my fingers. My head turns to my demon.

"Why is ink coming off of his poster?"

I don't get an answer. I sigh and keep moving. My hand drag along the posters. I get to a dead end and decide to turn around. I then see all eight animatronics, however Marionette and Goldie aren't there.

Though, there's something off. Yes, their humans, but I know something isn't right. It's not them.

"Let me take control. I can take care of them."

I jump a little and shake my head. I knew what I had to do, the look in their eyes gave it away. I look down at the knife in my hand and I toss it in the corner. I touch my stomach and take a deep breath.

I run at the first one I see, Toy Freddy. The stare in his eyes, made me stop dead in my tracks. However, he doesn't hesitate to slam me into a wall.

I groan and slump down the wall. I look to my shoulder and sigh.

"Take over."

The second I said that, I felt myself get pulled out of my body. I look down at my hands and I look like static. I keep glitching, I can't even speak. I'm distorted.

I look up to see my body, my eyes are filled with ink. The smile I had on my face was so sinister and it scared me. My body grabbed the knife and fought through all eight without breaking a sweat. Blood was splattered on me.

Is this what that demon can do? Why is this happening? How is this even happening?

My body looked at me, and when it did, I opened my eyes and woke up. I looked around to see where I was.
I saw the guy from earlier. He was shuffling a deck of cards.

I sat up and looked at him with a careful look. He looked up at me with a happy look. His whole demeanor was different, even his voice was different.

"Wanna play?"

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Mike POV

After I felt I was finished, I left the house. I couldn't stand being in there when my temper is this bad. I walked for what felt like miles, but I ended up at the one place I knew she was at.

I got my keys and opened the doors. Without fear or hesitation, I simply walked through the entire building. I got to a room that was filled with laughter. I peek in to see (Y/n) playing cards with the bastard that almost killed me.

I walked in, not caring if I'd get hurt in the process. I went beside her and picked her up. I walked out, no matter how many times she told me to stop.

I reached a park, then a set her down. I let her yell at me for a solid five minutes before I smoothly put my hand on her cheek, she instantly calmed down and leaned into my touch.

"Next time, kiss me before you go...I just want you to know that you're the fucking best."

I kissed her, but it had a different feel to it. The way she kissed be back, showed me that she longed for it too. I took her hand and led her back home, I got in the car and I just left with her.

When I'm with her, I feel electric. I don't know where I was going, but as long as I had her with me, I didn't care. I just kept driving.

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It was Saturday night when we got back. We stumbled through the door, laughing, just enjoying each other. We went to our bed and just laid there.

She's my Strobelite.