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trashyswitch · 15 days ago

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Day 28: Spooked

Mike is trying to clean up the pizzeria. But while he's doing so, he begins to notice something hiding in the darkness. But...right when he feels he has control over the situation, Freddy pulls a fast one that he could never have expected.

Here, have a FNAF Movie fanfic! Hope you all enjoy!

Michael was taking his time sweeping up the glass and debris leftover from the break-in the day before. Vanessa had already reprimanded him for the break-in, even though the break-in hadn’t been his fault. He swore that he locked the door earlier that morning…And now, he was reaping the consequences of ‘his doing’.

Michael sweeped the glass into the dustpan, and threw it into the garbage. He sweeped up more glass that came from the arcade machines, and threw it into the garbage. Continuing to clean up, Michael would notice little shadows as he cleaned. But most of the time, he was too busy cleaning to pay it much mind. He had a job to do, and seeing shadows wasn’t out of the ordinary when it came to a place like this.

But one little shift past the corner of his eye, made him look over. He thought he saw something, and had to look. What was that? Why was it so fast? Was it the perpetrator who trashed the pizzeria? If so, what the heck was the person still doing here?! Why hadn’t they left?!

Michael sighed and tried to continue cleaning up. As much as he was anticipating something, he still needed to finish his work. He put the dustpan down and went back to just sweeping the floors and getting the extra glass off the machines. But then he saw something move past the stage…and THAT caught his attention. He stared at the stage for a moment, and slowly leaned the broom against one of the arcade machines. He walked closer to the stage, and walked to the room that the being may have headed to. Sensing there might’ve been something behind the door, Michael slowly made himself up to the door, and knocked. “Hello?” He called.

There was no answer.

He knocked again, hoping for some sort of answer. “Hello?” he called again. “Anyone there?” He asked next.

But again, there was no answer.

But Michael did notice something: A shadow moving behind him, making a dark shadow move against the door. Michael widened his eyes for a moment, and spun around to look. “Who’s there?” He called. He looked over to the stage, and over to the arcade. Somehow, the person (or thing) moved past with such speed, it was almost inhuman. As he got closer, he noticed a shadow still standing there. “Hey…” Michael spoke up. “Who are you?” He asked.

The being was still. It refused to move, let alone speak up.

“I’m not gonna hurt you.” Michael tried to tell the shadow, expecting it to be a person. But as Michael would quickly realize, this being was NOT human…

He cautiously moved a little closer, growing a little nervous. The shadow moved a little closer as well, its eyes staring intently at Mike. The shadow looked…bear-shaped…and gigantic too. He watched as the shadow finally walked into the light.

Holy crap…This is one of the animatronics!

Michael widened his eyes and stared at the large animatronic. Its blue eyes stared right through him, almost like the animatronic was scanning him.

“S-So…” Mike tried to think for a moment. “...Nice weather we have here…” He muttered, before quickly shaking his head. “Not that you would’ve seen it, but…It’s cool…quite dark out…” He told the animatronic.

The animatronic’s eyes opened a little more, almost responding to Mike with its eyes alone. It stared at Mike, tilting its head to the right…It was almost like the bear was trying to figure out how to respond to such a random statement.

Suddenly, the animatronic straightened its neck and opened its jaw…and a child’s giggling sound left its mouth! Now, Mike knew these animatronics were…haunted. But…Was this a pre-recorded sound of kids’ laughter? Or…was this the ghost child laughing at him? Either way…Mike felt a slight bit of…something similar to relief.

Something about the child’s laughter…made a hesitant, small smile grow onto his face. “You…You found that funny?” He asked.

The bear animatronic actively moved its head up and down, nodding to him.

Mike’s fears slowly began to calm down again. “Oh…Alright.” Mike responded. “Uhhh…” He stood there, thinking for a second. “Do…Do you like jokes?” Mike asked.

The animatronic stood there, and stared at Mike. It tilted its head, and looked to the side, almost as if thinking to itself. Soon, the bear looked forward to Mike and nodded its big head.

Mike let out a breath and thought for a moment. “Alright…” He tried to think of a joke. “Why did the dog cross the road twice?” Mike asked the bear.

The animatronic looked to the side for a moment, before shrugging its shoulders.

“To fetch a boomerang.” Mike replied, smiling a bit.

The animatronic’s eyes widened slightly, as if it understood the joke. A couple seconds later, more child-like giggles filled the room.

Mike’s smile widened slightly, relieved that the kid actually found the joke funny. “Alright…” He lowered his head. “Hmm…” He tried to think of another one. “Why can’t cats finish watching movies?” Mike asked.

The animatronic’s mouth widened slightly, before shrugging its shoulders again.

“Because they couldn’t resist pressing the ‘paws’ button.” Mike told her, chuckling a small bit at that one.

The animatronic widened its eyes again, as another little fit of giggles left the animatronic’s voice box.

“Okay, okay…You like the typical jokes, then…” Mike said aloud.

The animatronic lifted its hand up, and pointed to itself. “Uhh…” Mike tilted his head. “You…You wanna tell a joke?” Mike asked him.

The animatronic nodded its head.

“Alright. Go ahead.” Mike told it.

The animatronic looked to the side to think for a moment…before looking forward and opening its mouth. A kid's voice suddenly left the animatronic’s mouth! “Did you hear about the rib that became a comedian?” The child’s voice asked.

Mike was a little thrown off by the kid's voice at first…but slowly, he shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. “No.”

The animatronic tilted its head to the side as the little kid's voice responded. “It had some rib-tickling jokes!” The kid told him, giggling a little.

Mike smiled slightly, chuckling a tiny bit. It was a good joke…but evidently worse than any of the jokes he had told. But not wanting him to feel bad, Mike smiled a little wider. “Good one.” He told the bear.

The bear’s eyes widened for a moment, before slowly narrowing at him…almost as if the animatronic was suspicious of his response.

Sensing something was about to happen, Mike quickly tried to take control of the situation. “D-Do you have any more good jokes?” Mike asked.

But ultimately, this question would be left unanswered as Mike was immediately picked up by its arms, and lifted off the ground.

“aaAAH!” Mike gasped and stared at the animatronic, visibly shocked. The animatronic’s eyes narrowed at him, as its jaw opened slightly. It looked like the animatronic was gonna put him into its mouth and chomp him down whole. “Put me down!” He wiggled around in the animatronic’s arms. “PLEASE PUT ME DOWN!”

But the animatronic didn’t put him down. Mike, fearing the worst, squeezed his eyes shut and braced for impact. The animatronic looked absolutely determined to make him suffer and cry...

Or so he thought…cause at his most fearful moment, Mike suddenly opened his eyes as he felt the fat fingers of the animatronic push against his upper ribs.

Oh god no…Mike instinctively gasped and held his breath. It tickles so much…This isn’t good…

Mike opened one eye, and tried his best to speak up. “W-Whatareyou- aAh- D-Doing?!” Mike yelled, shaking his head.

The animatronic’s jaw opened slightly, before the familiar echo of the little kid’s giggles filled the room.

Mike opened both his eyes wide, and stared at the animatronic. And oh boy, Mike did NOT like the sound of THAT!

If having younger siblings taught him anything, it was how the mischievous giggles of children should sound…And having had 2 siblings — one dead and one currently alive — Mike knew that sound way too well! Those were mischievous giggles! And this animatronic was pushing against his ribs on purpose!

Was…was the animatronic trying to ti-

“gaAAHAHAHA! NO-NOOHOHO DAHAhahaha!” Mike’s thought process was quickly interrupted by his own shocked laughter. The brutal animatronic had moved its fingers slightly down to tickle him further! And Mike was NOT ready for that new sensation! It was so strong and so tickly, it just made the laughter explode from his lungs! “SHIHIHIT STAHAP! IHIHihihit’s SOHOHO BAD!” Mike shouted.

“Coochy coochy coo~!” The little kid's voice suddenly spoke up.

Oh that little-

Mike squeezed his eyes shut as he felt the butterflies fill his stomach. Oh god no…

“Tickle tickle tickle, security guard~”

“No-no-no-no-NOHOhohohooo!” Mike whined rather helplessly. The poor man shook his head as the butterflies filled his stomach even more. And gosh, even the butterflies were beginning to mercilessly tickle him! “Plehehehease stahahahap! Ihihi’m behehegging yohohou!” He pleaded.

“Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle~” The kid’s voice kept teasing him.

Mike lowered his head and went limp. He was getting really tired of kicking and squirming…There was just no point! The animatronic had him, and was exploiting the age-old weakness every human has! How is he ever gonna get out of this?! Is this how he’s gonna die?!

On one hand, he was silently thanking the animatronic for not killing him right then and there. Given the animatronic’s size and demeanor, he assumed that the animatronic was perfectly capable of killing him on the spot. But on the other hand…Tickling?! Tickling of all things?! I mean, I guess this animatronic was meant for children, and tickling is innocent enough. But how in the hell did this animatronic quickly identify his one weakness?! And so quickly?! Usually it takes a good 15 minutes to find his tickle spots! The only reason Abby could ever get him laughing in seconds, was because she knew his tickle spots like the back of her hand! She knew exactly how to press his buttons in just the right way, to both annoy him and amuse him all at once.

“Ahanybody! Somebohody! Hehehehelp!” Mike shouted out.

“Alright, alright. I think that’s enough, Freddy.” Someone said behind him. Suddenly, the tickling stopped! The finger had moved away from his ribs! He could finally breathe and rest! Mike took in as much air as he could, before coughing some of it out. God, he was tired…That tickling tuckered him out! Physically, mostly. Mentally? He was super wide awake. It felt like he had 5 cups of coffee-worth of energy inside him.

“Put him down, Freddy.” The voice told him.

Mike let out a breath of relief as he recognized the voice. It was the police officer…thank god. Mike tensed up slightly as Freddy lowered him back down to the ground. When his feet hit the ground, Freddy let go of him, and added a surprisingly gentle headpat to his head. Though the head pat somewhat scared Mike at first, it also felt…slightly nice? What is up with him!?

“You okay, Mike?” The police officer asked him.

Mike nodded his head. “Yeah…Ihi’m good.” He said, mentally cursing as he let a giggle slip. “Thank you…” He told her.

“You’re welcome, giggles.” Vanessa responded, smirking as she snuck a couple tickles against his side. Mike jumped and giggled a bit, further confirming the validity of that nickname. But when Vanessa patted his shoulder and laughed it off, Mike smiled and let himself calm down.

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