A Dr. Scraptrap fic for everyone? Yes :) I’m nervous, but I still really wanted to do this one.
Title: Didn’t Want To Be Her
Description: The rabbit wishes that he hadn’t stepped out when he had—or, that he had brought her with him.
Scraptrap stared at the creation of his laid across the table, smirking. He messed with a few of the items that were strewn about.
Ever since he began working on her, he chose to keep her in one of the more secure rooms of the building.
After all, she was one of his more... lengthy, projects—it would be an annoyance if something were to happen, and he’d have to start all over.
‘Scrap Baby.’ That was the name that the rabbit had chosen to call the clown. A fitting and nice name, he’d thought.
Progress is going well... He mentally noted, chuckling to himself. Soon—Scraptrap was certain—soon, she’d finally do what he wanted her to.
If not for some complications, the rabbit assumed that she would have been finished years ago. He supposed the substitutes were fine.
“Scraptrap.” Spring Bonnie’s voice finally broke the silence. It almost sounded like they were trying not to laugh. Not doing that amazing. Scraptrap thought.
“What? What is it?” He turned away from the clown, and to his right, where the yellow rabbit had been standing.
By the time he’d made the other rabbit his assistant, Scraptrap had already been making progress on Scrap Baby—albeit rather slowly.
Of course, now Spring Bonnie was helping with her—but the scientist recalled, during the earlier days, that it had been completely different.
Not wanting any mistakes to happen with such an important project—one that was already having issues—he had Spring Bonnie deal with other, less important things.
He knew that the yellow rabbit was good at what they did—but he didn’t want to risk any potential mishaps when already dealing with a problem.
When he finally let the yellow rabbit join in on working on her, it had been a rather huge relief. Scraptrap was glad that he had chosen them for an assistant.
Before discovering the other rabbit, Scraptrap recalled having other choices, but couldn’t remember what any of them ever looked like, or their names.
His reasons for not wanting them varied—however, it was typically because they either seemed far too clumsy, or the rabbit just... didn’t like them.
Staring at Spring Bonnie, he noticed how they were pointing past him. Sighing, the rabbit turned after a moment.
The thing about the room they were in, was that it had a keypad attached on the wall, to the right of the door. He knew the code, as well as his assistant.
It was rather high up, too. And the rabbit was almost certain that he had never told the code to either Plushtrap or Elizabeth before.
...Which was why the scientist never expected this to end up happening. He stared at the sight in front of him, frowning.
Standing in the entryway of the now opened door, was Plushtrap, grinning excitedly. On his shoulders was Elizabeth, who must have entered the code.
Scraptrap sighed, rubbing at his eyes. “Children, how did you...”
“Get in?” Plushtrap tilted her head to the side, snickering.
“Sorry, Daddy!” Elizabeth started to get off of her sibling. “We saw Spring Bonnie enter the code earlier. We just wanted to see...”
Once they were sure she was off, Plushtrap grabbed her hand, and scurried into the room, approaching the other two rabbits.
“That’s Scrap Baby?” Plushtrap and Elizabeth stared up at her. The smaller rabbit started to move closer, only for Scraptrap to pick him up.
“Yes, yes.” Scraptrap nodded, ears twitching. “But you two shouldn’t be in here. You should be back in bed, you should be asleep.”
For a second, Spring Bonnie glanced at a nearby clock, before returning their focus on the three. “Why are you two up at one in the morning?”
“Why are you?” Plushtrap responded.
“Plushtrap, we’re still-“ The yellow rabbit had started, only for Scraptrap to move closer, and place a finger against their mouth.
“Spring Bonnie, take the children back to their room, now. I should finish up a few things.”
He’d started to hand the smaller rabbit over to his assistant, only for Scraptrap to stop when he felt a tug against his other hand.
“What is it, Elizabeth?” The rabbit questioned, looking down after a moment.
“Not Spring Bonnie.” She shook her head. “Could you come with us instead, Daddy? Please?”
The rabbit sighed. He glanced between her and the clown for a moment. “I still need-“
“And maybe tell us a story? Pleaseee?”
“Elizabeth, Spring Bonnie could take you to bed, and still tell you a story.” He answered. She just frowned.
“Their stories are shit.” Plushtrap piped up.
The two scientists were silent for a moment, before Scraptrap released a wheeze, and knelt down. Spring Bonnie just frowned.
Spring Bonnie placed their head in their hands. “Plushtrap, where did you-“ Scraptrap was still laughing.
Finally clearing his throat after a moment, Scraptrap turned to stare at the yellow rabbit. He raised a brow, grinning. “What ones have you been telling my children?”
Spring Bonnie groaned, ears lowering. “Well, I had certainly thought that they were good ones!”
Scraptrap stood back up, but not before reaching over, and picking up Elizabeth as well, who was quick to cling to him.
“Alright, alright.” He looked down at them, both grinning. “I’ll take you both back to your room, okay?”
“And a story?” Elizabeth asked.
The rabbit sighed. “And a story, yes, Eli. But you both have to stay and sleep after that, am I clear?”
Elizabeth nodded.
Plushtrap wasn’t saying or doing anything—except for having a rather mischievous grin plastered on her face. Elizabeth snickered.
Scraptrap narrowed his eyes. “Plushtrap, I know that look. Do not do whatever it is.” His voice was firm. “When we get back, stay. in. your. room.”
The two stared at each other in silence for a moment, before Plushtrap groaned loudly, lowering his head. “Fine!”
Scraptrap hummed lightly. As he began to leave the room with them, the rabbit glanced back for a moment. “Spring Bonnie, finish up for tonight.”
The yellow rabbit nodded.
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Halfway to where the room was located, Scraptrap heard the sound of snoring. Looking down, Plushtrap seemed to be the source.
While, admittedly, there were a ton of corridors and rooms in the building, Scraptrap never found himself getting lost.
He’d shown the others around a lot—but even then, the rabbit typically found Spring Bonnie or Elizabeth having trouble with the building.
Scraptrap was almost certain that, on occasion, Plushtrap would get lost... but she still seemed to find a way to wherever they wanted to go—just in... strange ways, he’d say.
There was a ceiling vent right above Scraptrap’s bed in his room. He remembered, one night, where it had opened, and Plushtrap fell out.
Finally reaching the room, Scraptrap managed to get the door after shifting Elizabeth and Plushtrap into one arm. Then, he stepped inside.
Moving over to the right side of the room, he slowly placed Plushtrap in his bed, the smaller rabbit still rather loudly snoring.
“Alright, Elizabeth.” The rabbit started making his way over to her bed. “Do you still want me to tell you a...”
Trailing off, Scraptrap looked down at her. She’d been quiet throughout most of the walk down to the bedroom—and he assumed she just hadn’t wanted to say anything.
Now, though, he knew that she had to have fallen asleep—most likely not that long after Plushtrap had, Scraptrap guessed.
He placed his daughter in her bed, pulling the covers over Elizabeth. A moment later, he gently placed a hand on her head, ruffling her hair.
“Sleep well, children.”
Removing his hand, the rabbit backtracked to the door, closing it behind him as he re-entered the corridor.
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Spring Bonnie groaned. Entering the code once again, they were greeted by the same thing—the keypad flashing red, followed by a beep, and the door remaining closed.
They typed it again once more. To their annoyance and confusion, the same thing occurred.
The yellow rabbit started to knock on the door after a second. “Scraptrap!” They called out. “Are you in there?? Something’s wrong with the door!”
A few seconds passed, before the door suddenly slid open after the keypad flashed green. Scraptrap was standing in the doorway.
He shook his head. “Nothing’s wrong with it, Spring Bonnie.” He stepped out of the way to let them enter the room.
“Well, then why wasn’t it working?” The yellow rabbit questioned, moving past the scientist.
“I changed the password earlier today.” He simply answered. He made his way over to the table that Scrap Baby was laid on.
Spring Bonnie followed him. “Was it because of Plushtrap and Elizabeth?”
Scraptrap sighed, and then nodded. “I didn’t want them to come in and mess with anything.” The rabbit answered. “Especially Plushtrap.”
“Mmm... I wouldn’t be surprised if she managed to find a different way inside.” Spring Bonnie commented. They didn’t see any vents or anything, though.
Standing in front of Scrap Baby, the old rabbit held a clipboard and pen, skimming through everything that was already written down.
“Mm...” Scraptrap picked up the pen attached to the clipboard, and began to circle a few things listed.
“How long have you been in here?” The yellow rabbit questioned.
“Oh.” Scraptrap started waving a hand around dismissively for a moment. “Since about... four in the morning, I believe.”
Spring Bonnie looked towards the only clock in the room. It read: 8:10 PM. Sighing, they looked away, refocusing quickly on the green rabbit.
“You’ve been in here for that long?” The yellow rabbit’s ears twitched, and they frowned. “I thought you must have gone to sleep this time.”
Scraptrap set the clipboard down, and glanced towards his apprentice. “Well, after putting Elizabeth and Plushtrap to bed, I worked on a few things in my room.”
He moved closer to the table that Scrap Baby was laid across. “Then, I returned here. We’re getting closer, Spring Bonnie.”
“You think so?” The yellow rabbit asked. Should still probably sleep, though.
“I know so.” Scraptrap hummed. He reached forward, picking up one of Scrap Baby’s arms, seemingly inspecting it. “No more delays...”
The old rabbit chuckled, smirking. He let go of the clown’s arm, carefully placing it back on the table. “It’ll all be worth it.”
“Is she even going to be living?” Spring Bonnie questioned. “So far, I’ve only seen Plushtrap. How are you going to make that happen?”
So far, no response from Scraptrap, but the yellow rabbit continued. “How did you exactly do that with Plushtrap, by the way, Scraptrap?”
They remembered meeting Plushtrap after she was finished—and actually alive, but it was one of the things that they hadn’t had a part in.
It wasn’t really something that Spring Bonnie knew the reason for, though—and they typically never bothered Scraptrap to know.
There was still no response from the old rabbit. “Scraptrap?” The yellow rabbit raised an eyebrow.
He just seemed to be staring off at a nearby wall—however, they noticed the rather large smirk on his face. His laughter wasn’t very quiet, either.
Spring Bonnie rolled their eyes. “I know that look. It involves Henry, doesn’t it? You’ll deal with him using this?”
Ears twitching, Scraptrap looked away from the wall, and towards his assistant. “Well...” He cleared his throat.
“A purpose, yes. I might send her to mess with Henry,” He answered, “But trust me, Spring Bonnie. There are so many more purposes...”
_____
The children had slept in late—by the time he and Spring Bonnie left the room, Scraptrap assumed that they could have still been asleep in bed.
If not for the fact that, while walking down the corridor, Scraptrap and Spring Bonnie could hear something from above them. “What was that?”
Shrugging, the old rabbit paused, and looked up. Right where he had stopped, there was a vent on the ceiling. Scraptrap just sighed.
He immediately held out his hands—and just in time, too. Seconds later, Plushtrap fell from it, and was caught before hitting the floor.
Spring Bonnie looked around a little bit. “Plushtrap, how do you even keep getting into those?” They questioned. “Scraptrap, maybe we should do something about that.”
The scientist ignored them in favor of his child—or, rather, children—as footsteps could be heard, before Elizabeth entered the same corridor.
“Could you please watch a movie with us?” She grinned.
_____
Scraptrap found himself back in Scrap Baby’s room. He didn’t plan on doing too much—there were just a few minor things on his list that he wanted to get done.
He’d put his children to sleep earlier—and about thirty minutes earlier, Spring Bonnie had gone to sleep, too. They seemed pretty tired.
The rabbit would have requested that they stay with him, and work on Scrap Baby, but with how tired Spring Bonnie had seemed... Scraptrap didn’t want anything going wrong.
Just as Scraptrap started to reach for something, he suddenly froze upon hearing a rapid series of knocks coming from the other side of the door.
“D-Daddy?” A muffled voice came from the other side. Elizabeth, no doubt.
For a second, Scraptrap glanced at the clock that rested on the wall. 10:10 PM.
Scraptrap made his way over to the door, quickly entering the code on the keypad, and watched as it quickly slid open. “Yes, Eli-“
Once it was open, Elizabeth rushed forward into the room, and hugged her father as tight as she could.
“Elizabeth...” Scraptrap stared down at her. He placed an arm around her, before kneeling down. “What happened, Elizabeth?”
Elizabeth didn’t let go of her father, her face buried into his chest now. When she spoke, the girl became muffled. “Nightmare...”
“You had a nightmare?” The old rabbit repeated.
Elizabeth silently nodded.
Wrapping both of his arms around his daughter, Scraptrap picked her up, while standing back to his full height.
“I... I don’t want to go back to sleep...” Elizabeth murmured.
Scraptrap sighed. He looked around the room for a moment, seemingly debating on something, before looking back at his daughter.
“Would you like to stay in here and assist me?”
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Remaining focused on the inside of the panel connected to Scrap Baby, Scraptrap cleared his throat, and held out his left hand.
“Elizabeth,” He spoke—voice raspy, yet gentle as he addressed his child. “Hand it to me now, please.”
With how everything was going, after this, the old rabbit would simply finish up for the night, before sending Elizabeth back to bed.
She’d mentioned that she had a nightmare, but hadn’t explained it—and Scraptrap himself hadn’t asked about it. Perhaps she’s forgotten now.
He was still holding out a hand expectantly, yet nothing happened. Scraptrap cleared his throat once more. “Elizabeth.” He repeated.
“Daddy, it’s not here.” His daughter replied. Frowning, Scraptrap looked away from the clown, and down at his daughter.
“It isn’t?”
Elizabeth shook her head, and Scraptrap simply sighed. “That’s strange... I could have sworn that I brought it in here earlier.”
He glanced towards the rooms door for a second, before returning to his daughter, and slowly kneeling down in front of her. Elizabeth began messing with her bow.
Scraptrap pointed towards the exit. “I’m only going to go out there for a moment to retrieve what I need, alright?”
She turned around to look when he pointed, but only for a second. “Elizabeth, can I trust you not to touch anything while I’m gone?”
He knew what it would be like if it had been Plushtrap—the rabbit would absolutely not be able to trust her to not do anything.
Smiling, Elizabeth nodded. “Uh-huh! I promise!”
“Good.” Scraptrap chuckled. He pat her head, before standing back up, and making his way over to the door, while Elizabeth watched.
It took him a moment to remember the new code. He was planning on writing it down somewhere—but just hadn’t done so yet.
He wandered through the corridor, before taking a left, and coming to a stop. The rabbit always happened to leave things in this area.
Right in the corner, was a massive table, and—not to his surprise, contained quite a lot of items messily strewn about. “I should probably fix that...”
He couldn’t have it too messy. Maybe what he was looking for was over there—at least that’s what the old rabbit was hoping for.
Approaching the table, he began looking at all of the items, hoping to find the correct one—all while making it more orderly.
“Scraptrap?” The scientist turned around upon hearing his assistant’s voice. They looked like they had just woken up.
“Ah, Spring Bonnie. Hello.” The old rabbit cleared his throat.
“What are you doing?” The yellow rabbit questioned, moving closer.
“Well, what are you?” Scraptrap said, raising an eyebrow. “I assumed you’d be sleeping.”
Then again, that was what he had assumed for Elizabeth—and she had been—at least until her nightmare occurred.
“Well, I was.” Spring Bonnie nodded. “But, you see, Plushtrap wanted-“
Before the yellow rabbit had the chance to finish, Scraptrap’s attention—as well as his assistant’s—was pulled towards an unsettling noise.
Albeit muffled, what sounded like a shriek could be heard from one of the other rooms—before promptly being followed by a soft thud.
The old rabbit’s eyes widened, and he unceremoniously dropped one of the items—it missed the table, and hit the floor with a clatter.
He knew where that was coming from—he knew who it had to be coming from. “Elizabeth?!”
Scraptrap rushed past Spring Bonnie, causing them to stumble back a bit. He could hear their footsteps, but paid them no attention.
“Elizabeth?!” Spring Bonnie’s voice was laced with concern, while they attempted to keep up with the other rabbit. “Scraptrap, what’s going on?”
They never thought that Scraptrap could be this fast—it was rather surprising. They were usually always able to keep up with him.
When the old rabbit came to a sudden stop in front of the door to enter the code, Spring Bonnie nearly ran straight into him, but managed to stop.
The first try, in his panic and worry, Scraptrap proceeded to get the new code wrong. The second time, however, he got it right.
Once the door slid open, both of the rabbit’s raced into the room, Scraptrap managing to enter first.
Looking around, everything seemed to be perfectly fine... until Elizabeth was spotted.
She was still where Scraptrap had last seen her—except, now, she was collapsed on the ground, motionless. Her back was facing them.
“Elizabeth!”
While Scraptrap rushed over to his daughter, kneeling beside her, Spring Bonnie remained where they were—frozen.
“Elizabeth?!” Scraptrap reached over, picking her up, and holding her close. She seemed rather pale, too.
“Scraptrap, what happened?!”
“I don’t know!” Scraptrap hissed. He didn’t turn to look at his assistant, only staying focused on his daughter. Does it look like I do?!
He hadn’t been gone for very long—he assumed when he returned, everything would be the same as he had left it.
Had she accidentally or purposely touched something? Elizabeth was laying rather far from Scrap Baby, though, he noted.
“Pulse. Pulse. Pulse..” Scraptrap began quietly repeating to himself, trying to find and check just that.
Some of the areas—mainly the corridors, had cameras—but this room was one of the many that didn’t have any. It wasn’t like he could check those to see what happened.
Spring Bonnie still remained where they were. From the corners of their eyes, they thought they saw something move. Just my imagination...
“She’s breathing...” Both of the rabbit’s sighed in relief. Slowly, Spring Bonnie started to make their way over.
Scraptrap kept his daughter close to him, not letting go. What happened, Elizabeth? He frowned.
Once reaching Scraptrap and Elizabeth, Spring Bonnie crouched down, ears lowered. “...You know, maybe... maybe we should-“
“D... Daddy? Spring Bonnie?” Elizabeth. That was Elizabeth’s voice—Scraptrap certainly knew that. They both knew that.
He was staring at his daughter, though. Her mouth didn’t move—she seemed to be unconscious. His daughter in his arms didn’t say that.
Was it his imagination? Scraptrap shook his head at that thought. Spring Bonnie seemed to have heard it, too. Not just him.
“Daddy?” The voice repeated. It was coming from behind the two of them.
Turning around, Scraptrap and Spring Bonnie were greeted by the sight of Scrap Baby. She was sitting up, frowning, and staring at the two of them.
“Elizabeth...?” The rabbit whispered. He started glancing between her and the body that he held in his arms. Spring Bonnie was silent.
His grip on Elizabeth’s motionless body tightened, while he met the terrified and confused eyes of just who was in the clown.
“Oh no.”
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my overall little thoughts on HW2
I think Steel Wool did a wonderful job with most of the models here, bots like Baby and Ballora and Lefty and Scrapbaby look amazing
They're really getting there!
Love that this game functions as a bridge, during and after Security Breach but just before Ruin- like don't get me wrong, i'm also starving for answers after Ruin, however not immediately charging into the next big chapter and instead letting this game be a.. "small clues here and there and having some fun time at the plex before we have to leave it behind" situation was the right call
Let's talk about the animatronics for a hot sec, my mind is so full of them
I'm a Sister Location truther, so having this many levels with my favorite murder machine gang is giving me extra serotonin
Did not expect Yenndo to show up, like at all, it makes me so ridicoulusly happy
The Bidybabs and Minireenas had their time to shine as well, and BALLORA!! Missed her so much in Helped Wanted but she's here now so can't complain anymore
The ice cream moment with Baby was so oddly... bittersweet? Still have to digest that one, honestly. Oh- and the voice line about how she doesn't want to leave because it's safer here (the Sister Location bunker) stood out to me, it feels so.. Fazbear Entertainment altered, SHE WOULDN'T SAY THAT, YOU CAN'T FOOL ME
They brought back Ennard and i can't be happier, thank you for thinking of us starved fans. THO his model is pretty off, and his eyes not being the right colors really bug me, STILL i'm just gonna enjoy my food, thank you
Loved Glamrock Freddy's mini game and voice lines so much, he's sooo
And that hot comment- they know. They know us.
Gotta adore that they made Glamrock Chica sillier and more endearing. Is it just me who finds her super endearing here, like her little mannerism and how she's watching us make f- no? Alright.
Showing us how Roxy got her mask she wears in Ruin was so clever, now people can stop complaining about how "her endoskeleton does not look like that"
Suspiciously no separate Monty mini game, i know we had the mini golf one and the shooty one in Ruin already, but come on please
Can't believe they brought BONNIE BOWL back, it's nuts
And the fact that they're gently trying to imply that, yes, it was YOU KNOW WHO did that, it's shdnhns, okay
I have a newfound love for DJ, he's actually so cool?? Forget being the Glamrocks' or the Daycare Attendant's handler, sign me up to him please
Poor Helpy just can't catch a break, i feel so bad for him :<
Pigpatch was the last person i expected to see, good for him honestly, but wish they referenced the other Mediocre Melodies too
(or you know they could have had all of them sit around in the room with you. The attacker should have been Molten Freddy or Scraptrap but oh well i'm plenty fine with this too, no i'm not upset-)
LEFTY AND SCRAPBABY LOOK SO GREAT THANK YOU
I'm gonna miss the Staff Bots so much, thanks for giving us more time with them, those goofs
The Log Ride is insane. The Carousel is also insane.
It's always good to see Foxy again, he can also jumpscare! How neat is that
What is Mystic Hippo's deal? Genuinely, i have no clue
(Do the cards have any serious symbolic meaning? It's kinda driving me crazy)
Can't wait to hear the fnaf theorist youtubers misinterpret Candy Cadet's story, yippeeeee
SUN IS A PETTY BITCH AND I ADORE HIM TO DEATH- it's hysterical how some people are turned off by it when it makes so much sense that he is this way! Like... he's always been a perfectionist. While he wants kids to have fun creating and playing he expects perfect work from YOU, an employee. It's your job after all. He gets irritated if you misbehave or make a mess, it's pretty in character. He's impatient and rushes you. He talks so much smack.. and yet you can'tdeny he starts out giddy. The giddiness fades when you start making mistakes. BUT he also doesn't actually want to hurt anyone for no reason (gestures at the last arts and crafts level) Not gonna repeat my previous rants, but yes, he's perfect
Moon.. yes SW, give us more Moon pspsps-
Jack-O-Moon's design is so pleasing, people yall know what to do
Very fond of Carnie, don't know why yet but i'm sure i'll figure it out eventually and this mouse is gonna be pretty sad if he turns out to be a one-off character-
Glitchtrap only popping up here and there because his influence weakened is cathartic, i'm not gonna stop thinking about it any time soon
The memory collectables.................... yeah.....
THE BONNIE MASK WHAT DO YOU MEAN STEEL WOOL COME BACK
The whole Princess quest segment was so cool, i'm glad it went down the way it did. Cheered when Vanny crushed Glitchbastard, yes queen
(My only frustration with this game is here... the graveyard. The order you have to light up the torches. I don't know how to feel about it yet)
THE MASK BOT ENDING IS EVERYTHING ACTUALLY
And Cassie's new model, she's so cute!! My poor daughter
In conclusion
Great game, I'm very normal about it
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Michael Afton:Accomplice/Killer Mike au
So after looking at these three fanarts on the subject. I've come up with a FNAF au where Mike is William's accomplice.
Fanart 1. Fanart 2. Fanart 3
It starts after the Bite of 83. William sees potential in Mike.
Instead of letting Mike be arrested, William saves Mike and pins the blame on Bonnie bully(Jeremy)
William pulls what he did with Susie.
"He's not really dead, son. Help me and we can put him back together." Mike at first is hesitant. But he just wants to make it right and bring his brother back.
It starts out with William doing the killings and Michael cleaning up the evidence. The police never begin to suspect a thing. Mike is the suspicious one due to his connection to the Bite of 83, but because of lack of evidence, no one ever charges either father or son.
Eventually, Mike has to lure and kill some kids to prove to William how committed he really is. William helps Mike by making a Springlock Foxy costume to help blend in to Pirate's Cove. Mike performs as his hero and his symbolic fall of grace. After every Pirate's Cove performance, Mike lures them to the safe room.
It starts by luring them so William can kill them. But one day, Mike is locked in there with the kids.
"Oh it's far too late to back out now, help me or I swear I will tell the police what you did to your brother and I will pin all those little disappearances on you."
Mike kills his first victim. He uses Foxy's hook for a weapon and he does the deed. 5 more dead kids.
"You've done it. Well done, Mikey! I'm proud of you, son! We're gonna do great things together"
All the remorse and regret he's felt is washed away by finally making his father proud. The one thing he's wanted all his life is finally his and together they will bring Evan and Elizabeth back and put their family back together.
Throughout the years they would kill together. Not only kill together, but make Fazbear Entertainment and Afton Robotics bigger and better than before.
There is one setback however. Jeremy has returned. He took the night guard position and because of the Puppet's visions, he knows too much. So Mike hacks Mangle and causes the Bite of 87. "...I'm sorry Jeremy. I had to. I did it for my family!"
Because of William and Mike openly working together, Elizabeth knows it's Mike and Circus Baby even helps Mike make a makeshift Springlock version of Funtime Foxy so he can slip in and out to capture children.
Although Mike loves Funtime Foxy, he just can't help but continue to use Classic Foxy to lure the kids at the old Pizzeria. Because a true classic never goes out of style!
Mike is officially the new head of security. Everyone sees this as a "nepo hire" but Mike is just so charming and manipulative that FE eats out of his hand. He can easily ensure that the kids go missing without a trace. When security officers get too close to the truth, then Mike wears his old Foxy mask, gets the hook and goes through the vents and kills them.
"Save them"
"You can't"
Now who could be the protagonist now that Mike is William's right hand?
Sammy Emily. In this au Henry is not a deadbeat dad to his son. They grieve together over Charlie and when Sammy is grown up, Sammy fills Mike's role as the security guard.
Charlie even helps Sammy. When Sammy gets jumpscared by The Puppet, all he hears is "Sammy, it's me. Charlie"
One day Mike and William return to the decaying and dilapidated Freddy Fazbear's Pizza to get more remnant.
Sammy, Charlie and the MCI work together and corner William and Mike.
William gets springlocked via the rain and Sammy and Charlie work together to cause Mike's springlock.
Sammy in Fazbear Frights is being hunted by Springtrap and Foxtrap
In the attempt to free Elizabeth and the funtimes, Sammy is scooped.
After the fire. Scraptrap, Foxscrap and Circus Baby come together. Lefty tries to stop them, but because of the suit and calls she can't stop herself from hurting Sammy.
Henry's speech happens. The fire happens. But Sammy survives.
Sammy has a daughter named Vanessa.
As Vanessa works for Fazbear and the VR game. She sees a bunny....and a Fox.
One day a boy named Gregory plays and sees the Fox. To Michael, Gregory is Evan reborn.
They found their new Elizabeth while getting revenge on Sammy & Henry and Michael found Evan Reborn. The Afton Family is put back together.
Mike would orchestrate a Glamrock Foxy to be built. William becomes Burntrap and Vanessa is Vanny while Gregory is Dr Rabbit.
However, a ghost from Mike's past survived. Jeremy returns. as a VR tester and as the Pizzaplex technician.
Instead of "What makes you so special" it's "Why are you STILL ALIVE?"
Cassie enters the picture. In this case, she's not looking for Gregory. She's looking for her father.
Jeremy and Cassie will do whatever it takes to stop the Aftons, even if Jeremy has to become one with the remains of Glamrock Bonnie.
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