Fist of the FazBear: Ch 3 1/2

 [12:00 AM]



	Michael opened the main entrance to Freddy's Pizzeria, he saw himself reflected on the glass door. He came in for his second night shift at this place. A special place home to a birthday animatronic, that did not just hold a special place in the hearts & minds of kids. But was fully capable of sentience, speech, & crushing a persons skull with its, well, Bear hands. Mike wasn't sure which one unnerved him the most. He walked past the reception desk, and made his way to the office. But before that, he walked down the west hall. Mike stopped near the entrance to the dining area, nervously gulping as he peaked inside. His eyes scanned the dimly lit room, until his eyes landed on Freddy Faz Bear. There was the big ole slightly fuzzy faz bear. His microphone clutched in hand, grinning slightly into a lifeless dining area. The dining area itself was tidied up nicely.


	The only slight difference was that all the chairs were pushed in this time. Plates & cutlery were neatly laid out across all the tables. Michael continued to look at Freddy, the very animatronic who saved his life. Mike was internally conflicted by all the events that had happened yesterday. On one hand, he was scared shitless of Freddy. On the grounds that he could kill him in one fell swoop of his hand. He didn't even fathom to think about what he may have done with those bodies. But then on the other hand, if it wasn't for Freddy himself, he would have been instantly dead that night. Just then the phone in the office started ringing, which made mike jump a little. As he looked back between Freddy & the phone, he gave the bear one more look before heading back to the office. As he left, Freddy turned his head toward the west hall.



	Mike finally sat down, grabing the receiver. "Hello? Hello?" said the guy on the phone. "Hey, yeah I'm here" replied mike, leaning back in the chair slightly to try & relax this time. "Ah yeah. Hey, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night, but there was this emergency meeting so, I was unable to leave with you any proper information. So for that, I'd like to give you my sincerest apologies." said the guy on the phone. He wasn't gonna lie, any kind of information would have been helpful last night. Not that it would have done him any better. "I-it's alright. Last night was uh, fine." said Mike, thinking quickly for a moment.


"Well no worries, now I'm here to help ya now. Um, believe it or not, I actually worked in that office before you. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay?" said the phone guy, tone somewhat nonchalant sounding.


	"Uh, let's see, first there's an introductory greeting from the company that I'm supposed to read. Uh, it's kind of a legal thing, you know." he stated. Mike took a moment to bring the cam tablet up to check Freddy & the store. as he did this, the greeting was read to him.

	"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life." the guy started saying. Mike continued checking the feeds, and slightly lighting the halls to make sure no one was there. This became a precautionary move for him now. The guy on the phone continued on with the greeting, "Fazbear Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death have occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced." he said. That part of the greeting caused a sense of unease within him. Why did it have such a rather grim sounding policy?


	The guy on the phone continued on nonchalantly, setting the camera tablet down. "Blah blah blah, now that might sound bad, I know, but there's really nothing to worry about. Now uh, the animatronic character here does get a bit quirky at night. So, just be aware, Freddy does tend to wander a bit" he warned him slightly.


	In a snap the camera feed was back up, Mike's eyes glued to the show stage. Freddy was still in place, but for how long? His face was white washed in fear, heart skipping a few beats. "Uh, He's left in some kind of a free roaming mode at night." The phone guy went on, "Uh...Something about his servos locking up if he gets turned off for too long." he said. Mike fell back in his chair, pushing it to the wall. His inner most fear was coming true.


'He moves. He. Fucking. Moves. Freely.' he thought, a hand placed on his mouth in slight disbelief.


	"but hey, I wouldn't blame him." the phone guy went on, "If I had to sing, that same stupid song for several years, and no one gave me a bath, I'd be pretty irritable too. I'd wanna walk around to take my mind off things." the guy on the phone said.

"Y-you don't say" Mike replied, trying to sound at ease.

"Yeah but like I said, you really have nothing to worry about" the guy said. "Now I uh, managed to get copy of your incident report from yesterday. And uh, yeah there's been some problems going on here for a while." the guy on the phone said, his tone changing to that of seriousness. Was he aware of the problems with Pizza hut? "It wasn't usually this bad before. It was all just regular healthy competition between franchises, but over time it uh, got rather heated." he started.

"Last night's break-in was a sign that one of our rival competitors is starting to step up their "Strong Arm" campaign against us." said the phone guy. Mike readjusted himself in the chair, sitting up to listen more.

"Strong Arm campaign?" asked Mike.


	"Some people just don't like competition." said the phone guy, "We weren't really muscling in on anyone. We just basically setup shop here and created a place for kids & grown-ups to have fun, give them some decent quality entertainment, and overall above average Pizza." stated the phone guy, his tone sounding more sincere. "I don't know if you had any of our pizza, but it's better than that cardboard tasting crap they serve over at 'Chuck E. Cheese!'" boasted the guy on the other line. He remembered his slice of warm pizza from yesterday.

"yeah the pizza was okay." Mike stated honestly. It wasn't the best he had in a while, but it certainly wasn't the worst he had.

"Well I appreciate your honesty kid." the guy said nicely. "I really believe you're gonna do fine tonight. well uh, at least a lot better than yesterday." Joked the phone guy. Michael couldn't help but let out a small laugh. Last night was not his finest. He still felt sore in his chest from the hammer hits. He started rubbing his chest gently. He winced slightly, as there was some minor tender pain. Thank god for painkillers.

	"Alright then. You just check the monitors, Shine the lights in the halls, and just keep an overall eye on the place and Freddy, and I will talk to you tomorrow night. Have a good night!" said the guy before hearing a click. 'Yeah...thanks' thought Mike as he placed the phone down. Leaning back again, Mike rubbed his face slowly.

	"How in the world did I manage to end up here?" he said to himself softly. He pushed himself back to the desk and brought he camera feed back up. The cam showed an empty show stage. Michael's heart traveled up to his throat when he saw this. The Bear was on the move...



[1:30 AM]


	It was already a half hour when Michael talked to the previous night guard on the phone. All the while he was mainly talking to him, Freddy decided to finally loosen his legs up a bit. He had already stepped down from the stage & began to wander about the place. The big bear strode past the tables and into the kitchen, accidentally clanking some pots & pans. departing from the kitchen, he wandered down the east hall and was actually silently listening to the conversation Mike was having. Freddy overheard how he was considered 'Irritable' at night. Which he did not feel was true.


	He felt anything but that, maybe a bit lonely at night. It was just nice to keep the legs going. As for the bathing part. It would be another three days before the cleaning staff would give him a good scrub down, bleaching, and lubrication replacement. So he had to deal with some dried soda, a slice of Pizza or two on his body, and of course a bit of vomit. Freddy did feel dirty, which caused him to sigh silently, frowning. He quickly tiptoed back to the stage area before Mikey had the cam placed back on him.


	For a long while now, Freddy knew the layout of the camera's. He knew the blind spots Pretty well, & there were more darkened area's for him to blend in. To him it was almost like a game of hide & seek. But as Freddy resumed his original pose on stage, he really wanted to go and chat with his new friend. The excitement became too much for him, as Freddy dismounted off stage and made his way down the west hall. When Mike was finished with the call, it was when he brought the camera feed back to the stage that put him in an immediate panic. As Freddy slowly approached the left office entrance, he could hear mike literally panicking.


"Where is he?! Oh god where are you?!" he heard him say to himself. Eyebrows up, Freddy didn't want Mike to feel uncomfortable. So he stood right in front of the doorway, covered in the veil of darkness. It was then that Freddy broke the silence by uttering...


"Hello."


	Freddy's voice caught Michael off guard. He was literally frozen with fear. As his eyes drifted to the source of the 'hello', he was met with a pair of white, beady eyes. His hand was shaking intensely as he drifted closer to the light switch, his eyes locked on the eyes on Freddy's. Mike could hear his heart pounding. He pressed the switch, and got greeted with the illuminated bear, standing tall with a friendly smile on his face. Michael's scream was in between that of a girl & someone whom has seen a ghost. The scream was also enough to catch Freddy off guard and scream slightly as well. Michael immediately kicked the door shutter button whilst kicking himself off the chair at the same time. Michael groaned in pain afterwards. Freddy suddenly started knocking slightly on the door.



	"H-hey! Are you ok?" Asked Freddy. Mike gripped the table to get himself up. He stood up and looked at the closed-door. Freddy was actually concerned for his well-being. Why him?

"uh, y-yeah I'm alright." replied Mike, breathing slowly to ease the sudden pain. "I'm just still slightly sore from yesterday" he said. Freddy outside looked down, twiddling his articulated fingers nervously.

"Oh yeah, i forgot to tell you." he started, moving towards the window. Mike was able to see Freddy's face and white eyes, "I'm sorry." he said innocently. Michael tried to calm himself down, but the eyes were unnerving him. Why were they like that in the dark? Straightening himself out, Mike walked closer to the window.

"Sorry? sorry for what?" Michael asked. It was then that Freddy placed one hand on the window.


"I'm sorry I didn't step in sooner." He stated, looking down some more. So he could have come in at anytime and ended those guys? The interesting part to him was that he was actually watching him take on the Pizza hut guys.

"Were you really watching me yesterday? Michael asked, interest growing in his voice. Freddy looked up to him.

"Yeah." Freddy said. His tone changed to that of Jolly sounding. "For a moment there Mike, you were handling them all very nicely." he said, blinking once. Michael tried to contain his embarrassment for getting his shit kicked in yesterday.

"W-w-well i wasn't just gonna let them smash you or this place up." Said Mike, trying to cheer up and appease Freddy.

"It's my job. I'm no real fighter or anything." Mike admitted, looking down at the desk as he ran a finger across down it.



	"Well, if it means anything." Started Freddy, pressing his face closer in the window. "I think you are a real stand up fellow for trying to protect me" he said, cocking his head to the side and smiling sincerely. Michael was absolutely floored by Freddy's words. All his life he's been bullied and beaten, and not just in school. No one ever came to help him, Neither did he have the strength nor backbone to aid others.

"do you...do you mean that?" Asked Michael, sounding both stunned & dumbfounded by Freddy's honesty.

"Of course I do, Mikey." Freddy said with a soft touch in his voice. Michael swallowed hard. An animatronic bear was being kind and courteous to him. What sort of twilight zone did Michael find himself in. He didn't even seem a tad irritable like the guy on the phone said. He turned to look at the door switch, and began to internally debate whether or not to let Freddy in. "I didn't mean to have frightened you by accident" Freddy said through the other side.



	"I was hoping we could uh, well. kinda talk~" stated Freddy shyly, Twiddling his articulated fingers once again. Never in his life could he have ever imagined having a chat with a self-aware animatronic. He reached out and hit the door switch, and the shudder door went up.


"I-I believe you just-" Mike started, slowly realizing the potential life ending mistake he is doing. "Don't hurt me" Mike uttered, stepping back a little. The thumping of Freddy's feet were heard as the big bear ducked down slightly to enter the office. He was a lot taller and slightly broader up close. He had a bow tie on his neck, and his little bowler hat right on top. Two little teeth seen overlapping his bottom lip, in an innocent and cute little grin. Freddy definitely towered Mike by at least several inches. Mike was only able to get up to his chest & bow tie. The bears ears twitched & turned as he brought a finger up to his mouth, almost as if he was in trouble.


	"W-why would I want to hurt a friend?", he said, sounding very surprised. It was then that Michael's heart tinged a little. Growing up, he basically had little to no friends. All his birthdays were either spent alone or with his parents. He tried to fight back the growing emotional pain inside, as he struggled to reply to him.


	"F-friend...?" he managed to weakly stutter out. Freddy looked at him more intently, sensing his unease & clear emotional shock.

"Yes." Freddy said in a comforting voice. "Would you like to be my friend?" Freddy asked, sounding very shy and hopeful. Michael found himself struggling harder to fight back tears. This was a mechanical kids mascot, coming into his office and talking to him. It was also offering friendship, something Michael never really had as a child. Was he really going to have a friendship with this animatronic? Maybe this is as good as it will get for him in terms of having companionship of anykind. So far he hasn't crushed his skull like a grapefruit, and has been honest and sincere when talking to him so far. As Mike hurriedly wiped away a developing tear, he looked right up to him and said

"Yeah..." Mike said calmly, a small grin forming on his cut lip, "I would be very fine with that" Freddy's eyes immediately lit up, his ears perked up in a sign of happiness. His arms reached out and grabbed Mike. Suddenly panicked filled, he yelped as Freddy pulled him closer to him. It was then that he realized that Freddy was giving him a rather tight, yet comforting hug. Mike felt the pressure of the hug, exhaling some as he tried to pat his back.



	"You're the first real friend, I've ever had" Said Freddy, sounding both happy and slightly sad at the same time. Mike could hear the whirring of gears inside of Freddy. As he finally managed to pat his back in return, his hand managed to grab a hold of something.

"what the?" he said, as he started pulling and peeling something. "Freddy." Mike said, motioning for Freddy's attention. He instantly let go of mike, and made a look of concern.

"W-whats wrong?" said Freddy. Mike finished peeling off whatever was on Freddy's back. He brought it up for both to look at. It was a slice of Pizza from today. It looked stale and a slight bit fuzzy.

"Uhh..." Mike uttered, gazing at the slice & then at him. Freddy produced a nervous sounding laugh.

"y-you know how k-kids are." he said with a reassuring grin. Michael smirked slightly, tossing the slice into the garbage. "Yeah, I know." he said, tapping Freddy's arm gently, "I used to be one." Mike said jokingly. That was enough to make Freddy laugh again. In a weird sense, Michael felt happy to hear Freddy laugh and display emotions such as happiness and sincerity. It was a sudden change from the viciousness last night.

[2:00 AM]

	As an hour passed, Michael & Freddy walked around the pizzeria. With his hands in his pockets, he walked alongside Freddy Faz Bear throughout the entire Pizza store. Freddy inquired about Michael's life before he signed on for the night watch. Taking a deep breath, Mike went on to describe his life growing up. He had a mother & father that loved him equally. Of course his father had a minor drinking problem, which would unfortunately be taken out on him. His school years were as basic as most people's. He got picked on for most of his school years, which caused Freddy to gasp and say "golly". He had played sports for a while, a bit of football in freshman & sophomore year, then managed to take part in soccer during junior & senior. Michael admitted that he wasn't good or bad at things like sports, but that he considered himself mediocre at best. Freddy stopped in the middle of the east hall and looked at him.



	"You consider yourself, mediocre?" asked a curious Freddy. Mike stopped to look back at Freddy.

 "I don't mean it in too bad of a sense." Mike started, trying to make sense to Freddy. "It's sort of like, uh. Well, I'm not good at stuff. Yet at the same time I'm not bad. You can say i tread a proverbial line between decent and abysmal." Mike said halfheartedly. Freddy took the moment to process what mike said. He scratched his chin in a mocking fashion.

"I don't know about that Mike." said Freddy. "If you were you on a few different teams, and contributed your skills, wouldn't that count as helping them win their championships?" asked Freddy in a quizzical manner. That made Mike think for a moment there. He suddenly remembered one of the state football championships. He was lucky to join a team. it was nearing the end of the game, and they were down several points. Michael was brought in at the very last moment. He remembered scoring two touch downs and a field goal before he had to be removed from the game after tearing his ACL. If it wasn't for his little contributions, the home team would not have won the state championship. It was then that Michael beamed a bit. He then remembered breaking an old Cross country track record. He felt some pride in himself for once.



	"In my humble opinion Mike, If you were able to play on a few teams and help them go far. I don't think your skill's are mediocre in the slightest" Freddy said, being honest. That truly made Michael speechless for a second there. A mechanical bear was making him feel good about himself. "I mean, during the day I have a lot of kids who play in the Little Leagues that have looked up to me." Freddy went on, waving his arm some. "They always tell me how hard they practice. Their hopes & dreams of joining the major leagues. of how some of them feel that their skills aren't enough to help the team or their future as adults. And so they start to doubt themselves." Said Freddy as he continued to walk down the hall. Michael followed, listening closely to him. "It disappoint's me sometimes to hear people question their abilities." Freddy stated, sounding slightly disappointed. "People should always believe in themselves." He said whilst looking at Mike as they walked past the restrooms.



	"I would always tell them, 'Look inside yourself & you will see a winner that will emerge on it's own'" He said, his tone sounding very encouraging. Michael couldn't help but feel slightly encouraged by him as well. How could he be capable of such encouraging wisdom? Just who exactly designed & built this Bear? His mind raced with so many questions. "And I hope from now on Mike" Freddy said, turning to Mike as he opened the doors to the dining area, "I hope you see a winner inside of you." stated Freddy with a toothy smile. This time, Michael felt a smile widen on his face. This was the only time in his life that he ever felt touched by someones words. These words, coming from an animatronic. "I-I will from now on." said Mike, struggling to find the words to thank him. "T-thanks Freddy." he said.



	They entered the dining area together. Michael took a moment to look around the rather nicely sized room. "So this room gets packed during the day?" asked Mike, turning to Freddy. It was there though when he saw Freddy stand straight did he realize how tall and broad-shouldered he really was. Freddy was roughly 8 to 9 ft tall. Though he felt slightly intimidated, he couldn't help but think 'Wow he's big'. "Yes it can get quite occupied during the day!" he said with excitement in his voice. "There were about ten birthdays today, It was absolutely fun!" he said enthusiastically. Michael looked on as Freddy walked around each table. "When the kids watch me do my performances, I see their faces light up with smiles. When they start cheering for me, It makes me feel happy." he said softly, taking a moment to pick up one of the birthday hats on a plate. "I enjoy celebrating their birthdays with them. To be able to bring Joy into their lives. It is a wonderful thing Mike." Freddy said, putting the hat back down. Michael looked at Freddy with intrigue.



	"You really like celebrating birthdays with everyone?" Michael asked with curiosity. "Oh absolutely!" exclaimed Freddy, who jumped a bit out of Joy. "There is nothing more wonderful than spending the day of your birth with the people who you love & cherish!" Proclaimed Freddy, his ears twitching a bit. It made Michael remember his birthdays. Sure he was able to spend it with his parents. Sometimes one of them would have to work late or such, making it a bit disappointing. And he really didn't have many friends to invite. "Didn't you have fun birthdays?" asked Freddy, looking over at mike with bright eyes. Michael inhaled slowly as he leaned against a table gently. "Well I don't know about fun." started Mike. "I mean, yes I enjoyed them to some degree. mainly when both my parents were there. As for friends, well..." Mike trailed off, taking a moment to pull out a chair and sit down. "I really didn't have many friends to celebrate with." Mike said, sounding a bit down. It was then that Freddy had a rather sad look on his face. "y-you had n-no f-f-friends?" he stuttered. "Well, like I said. not many." responded mike, looking up towards Freddy. "The ones I did have couldn't make it. So in retrospective, I guess i spent my birthdays alone."



	"B-But that's not right!" protested Freddy. He walked towards mike. "A guy like you should have lots of friends!" He said. Michael blinked. "I guess I'm just not the right person in most people's eyes." Mike replied helplessly. "That's just a bunch of Hooey!" Retorted Freddy, placing a hand carefully on his shoulder. "By the looks of you, you're a smart, kind, & decent person" Freddy said in a deep sincere tone. Michael just stared at him, completely at a loss of words. How can an animatronic bear be capable of such kindness & sincerity. Mike bit his bottom lip & looked away slightly. "y-your just saying that cause you're programmed to be  kind & loving." he said. Freddy had Mike look him in the eyes.



	"That might be so, I may have been 'Programmed' like you said, But!" Exclaimed Freddy, smiling very warmly to Michael. "I'm a kind & loving bear that means what he says" the bear said in a heartfelt way. Michael tried in vain to fight back tears. "I think you are a bit hard on yourself sometimes. you consider yourself Mediocre in terms of skill & ability. But from what I saw last night, you've got the potential for greatness." said Freddy. Michael started wiping away more tears, sniffing slightly. How could something, or rather someone like Freddy Faz Bear exist? He listened to him. He somehow understood him, and even saw potential in him. Michael just sat there and silently wept while Freddy patted his back



	[3:00 AM]



	It was three in the morning when an eerie fog began to roll in. The streets were swept away densely by the fog, bringing visibility near zero. The parking lot of Freddy's Pizza wasn't nearly affected too much. Within the foggy distance, heavy mechanical footsteps were approaching. The sound of servo motors running & gears churning increased as it drew closer to the parking lot. Brightly lit, green piercing eyes penetrated the fog, staring right at the little pizzeria. A tall, slender, animatronic mouse came forth out of the fog. Dressed in Cheerleader regalia with a large green 'M' imprinted on the shirt. Green pompom's were in both of its hands. It doll-like face gazed up at the name of the store. "Freddy Faz Bear's Pizza." It slowly read, it's voice sounding like that of an excited high school cheerleader. "This is the place!" it said. It raised its arms in a mechanically excited way. "I haven't performed in years! I can't wait to entertain my private audience!" It exclaimed, bending & twisting itself around in a highly energetic way. And suddenly, It began to march forward in an unsettling way. Joints bending & clanking as it started slowly approaching the Pizzeria with soulless eyes.




	Freddy & Michael were sitting near each other on the main show stage. Tonight was an experience Mike never expected, nor would he ever forget. He had never thought he would find companionship of any kind in his life. To be friends with an animatronic modeled after a bear. One he thought was only programmed to be as jolly, kind & nice as possible. But when he talked to him, it was different. He felt warmth & kindness from this sentient machination. This bear was a miracle of creation. Michael  had no idea who could create & program something like Freddy. But it was a miracle. He began to feel selfish for letting Freddy just talk about him. To change the subject, and halt the flow of tears he had, Michael turned to Freddy & asked him about himself.


	"So how long have you been doing this?" he asked. "I've performed for the kids for about several years now." replied Freddy, looking out into the empty dining hall. "Children really seem to enjoy me, For some reason." said Freddy, whom sounded as if he didn't believe what he was saying. "I ponder at times what i was really created for." he said turning toward Mike. Michael looked at him & blinked. Was Freddy now having some sort of existential crisis? Was it possible for an animatronic to have one . "Seriously?" Mike replied. "Well Don't get me wrong, i love doing what i do. Celebrating birthdays with all the boys & girls, Seeing them smile & cheer, it is quite honestly one of the best parts of my job." exclaimed Freddy. The huge bear waved its arms about, the motorized joints running as he moved. "But there's this thing deep down inside, that makes me think." Freddy said resting his arms to the side, looking down as he began to ponder.



	"Do you ever have moments, where for some reason, you just find yourself in a very deep thought?" said Freddy, as he gazed up toward the ceiling. His eyes darkened again, save for the white iris'. It's if his gaze was piercing through the ceiling, and into the heavens above. "Umm, sometimes yeah." he replied. Michael leaned back some. "Now & then you just need a moment to think to yourself. sometimes it may take a long while, but that's usually okay." Michael said, turning to look at Freddy. "I don't know if you are aware, but when it takes a very long while to think, it means the mind is trying to formulate an answer to an important question" Mike said. Freddy's eyes returned to normal as his head shifted back down, turning slowly to Mike. "Really?" he said, his voice suddenly booming with curiosity. "Then can I ask you for help with a question that's been on my mind?" Freddy asked politely. "Sure Freddy" Replied mike, giving him a confident smile. It was then that Freddy asked a question that he wasn't ready for.



	"Mikey...what is the joy of creation?" he asked with a look on his face filled with pure innocence. Michael got caught off guard by the question. Just what is the 'Joy of Creation'? He has never heard of that phrase or thought. This was the first time that he had to think really hard. "Well uh." Michael started off, trying to find a comprehensive answer for him. Joy was something that wasn't easy for Mike to have, and here this bear has provided joy to many for years now. Suddenly this animatronic is asking him about Joy & creation. He took his hat off and scratched his head slightly. "The Joy of Creation is, uh." he tried to explain, as Freddy turned to him at full attention. The look on his face was that of a child's first day of learning. "How can I even put this...uh. Well lets see." he began, putting his hands out to the side. "So on one end, we have Joy. Joy being a very pleasant, nice & wonderful thing to have in this world. Something everyone should know and have." he said, waving his right hand that signified joy. "And on this side, we have creation. The concept of creating something out of nothing, i think" he said, waving his left hand slightly. "Now we have Joy, and then creation. Joy is something all people should know & have. Creation is to make something out of nothing. To perhaps create joy for others is something that could be considered." Michael said, trying to make sense of the clusterfuck of words & theories he just produced. Suddenly, as he tried to make it understandable to Freddy, Mike began to reach deep into his subconscious.


	"Because believe it or not, there are anonymous individuals out there, who are capable of creating joy." Mike went on, his voice sounding soft & gentle. "But they just don't know it." he said, "Deep down, they are capable of knowing & creating joy. If they were all to know it, it would unleash their creative spirit." Michael suddenly went on, now speaking from his heart. "With this, they can spread joy to other anonymous individuals, and help bring joy into their lives as well." Michael said, realizing that he may have made his answer more convoluted then necessary. He cleared his throat to finish,  "I guess what I'm trying to get at, is that there is joy in creating joyful memories with people who need them, and the ones you care about."  Michael finished, exhaling slowly from that explanation. Freddy had a look of shock & awe on his face, His mouth hung open. "Gosh..." Freddy managed to say. This was the most honest answer he has ever been given in terms of understanding the 'Joy of Creation'. "y-you are the only one who has ever given me an honest answer." Freddy said. "Really now?" asked Michael curiously. "I've pondered this idea for the longest time, and I never have been able to get a concrete thought about it." Freddy said as he started to fidget with his fingers again. "Y-you are the very first person to ever give me their explanation, in years." stated Freddy, the soft gentle humming of his servo's could be heard as he was processing Mike's explanation.


	"It's a very unique idea-" Freddy got cut off when there was a sudden loud banging coming from down the halls. This caught both of them off guard. Michael got off the stage & on his feet, looking toward where the banging is coming from. Freddy had a look of concern on his face, eye's widening slightly. "Who could that be at this very hour?" pondered Freddy, who put a finger on his chin out of concern. With michael's luck, it could be another group of Pizza Hut employee's looking for vengeance. Or maybe someone who's drunk & confused. Either way, he had to take care of this. Tightening his belt & straightening out his uniform, Michael turned to Freddy and ordered him to stay put. "I will handle this one." Mike stated bravely. As he entered the west hall, he swallowed the lump in his throat. 'il handle this...professionally' he said to himself, summoning up hidden courage within his own soul.


	Walking down the hall, he could hear the banging getting louder & more erratic. This caused Michael to quickly pick up the pace. As he neared the end, a loud glass shattering crash was heard in the reception area. Bolting right into the reception area, Michael was confronted by a shadowy figure surrounded by fog. Light green piercing eyes penetrated the fog. Michael's gaze focused on the feminine looking figure, as it put one of its feet forward, marching slowly towards the light. A sense of dread was slowly encroaching within mike, as he was able to get a better look at what approached. It appeared to be someone dressed like a cheerleader, pompom's clutched tightly in hands. But as it went more into the light, he saw the prettied up mouse face. Michael backed up to the reception desk. The mouse's head turned itself side-to-side a few times to get a look at its surroundings. It looked directly at mike with a doll-like expression.



	"Hiya!" It spoke in a feminine tone, bending forward to inspect mike. He was in absolute shock as another animatronic character was interacting with him directly, "This wouldn't happen to be Freddy Faz Bear's would it~?" it said in a charming yet teasing voice. Michael nodded his head slowly,

"W-who are you and what are you doing here?!" Michael managed to blurt out, still unnerved by the emotionless, doll-like gaze. Suddenly the animatronic cheerleading mouse bent backwards, as if almost offended.


	"Oh goodness, where are my manners??" said the robotic mouse placing it's hands at the sides. "Please do allow me to introduce myself." It said in a rather enthusiastic tone of voice. "My name is Mitzi!"  The animatronic identified Itself ecstatically, "Mitzi Mozzarella!". The name itself seemed oddly familiar to Mike, and not because its last name was one of his favorite kind's of cheese. Shaking his head, Michael regained his composure quickly.

"W-what exactly are you doing here?" Michael inquired, "The pizzeria's closed" he insisted, crossing his arms together. Mitzi brought a hand under her chin in a pondering posture.

	"Oh I know it's closed, but I was told there was a private party being hosted here!" Mitzi exclaimed jubilantly, waving her left pom-pom wildly. He backed up more against the desk, freaked out by the sudden erratic movement. "Who said there was a party?" stated Mike.



	"Oh, a little friendly mouse told me, of course~!" said Mitzi, cocking her head to the side awkwardly. 'What did she mean by that?' he began to ponder. Mitzi suddenly moved closer to him, leaning forward to inspect Mike from head to toe. "Say there." she began, placing a pom-pom hand under her chin inquisitively, "are you the night guard here?". At this point, michael's primordial fear was rising. He was almost on the desk at that point, having to back away from Mitzi's invasion of his personal space. "Uh, yeah. i am the night guard here." Michael cleared his throat. "What is your purpose here?" he asked sternly, trying to stay in control. "Oh good! I'm glad i found ya!" Mitzi stated nicely. "I have a special performace planned for Mr. Faz bear!" she exclaimed with glee. "And i have a very special show planned for you~" she said in a teasing way. Red flags were instantly raised within mikes mind. "whoa, what's this about a show??" Michael refuted. It was then that Mitizi lifted her head & started cackling in delight. Michael became unnerved instantly as Mitzi started twisting her head side to side. "Oh you really are a silly boy." she said as her gaze turned back at Mike. "You have a private show tonight with yours truly~!" she said softly. "It's a special one, for a very special birthday boy." she spoke, her eyes half closed. She took one step back & started performing a cheerleader routine. Side stepping & moving her body in a more smooth, rythmatic fashion. When Mitzi began her dance, she started doing a cheer, one that made Michael highly uneasy.


"Give me a D!" Mitzi chanted.


"Give me an E!" she twirled her pom-poms


"Give me an A!" as she struck a pose


"Give me a T!" striking a T pose.


"Give me an H!" she finished posing


Mitzi ecstatically chanted, all while maintaining eye contact with Mike.


	"What's that spell~?" she said halfway through her jig. It didn't take him long to know exactly what Mitzi was spelling out. Michael swallowed hard
as Mitzi's eyes illuminated fiercely. "Death." she whispered in a cold tone of voice. Mitzi then lifted her right leg up very high, causing Michael to start panicking. Moving just in the nick of time, Michael ducked left as Mitzi brought her whole heel down. The sound of wind rushing was heard, as she performed a brutal axe kick on the desk, smashing with full force. The desk got into two parts. Michael got right back to his feet & looked over the damage. How was it possible for this animatronic to be capable of fluid movement & unbridled strength? "Jesus christ." Mike muttered, looking at Mitzi. She raised her leg back up mechanically, bending her knee slightly. Her arms were suddenly set in an offensive posture. "Come now, you can't afford to miss this performance now...can we?" state Mitzi in a most foreboding tone of voice. Michael natural instincts began to kick in. At that moment he turned & ran back toward the east hall, immediately shouting for Freddy. Mitzi formed a malicious grin, as she began marching toward the east hall, cackling maniacally as the sound of her hydraulic pistons moved her legs forward.



	"FREDDY!!" the bear heard a shout coming down the east hall. Freddy's ears perked up as he dismounted off the stage with a thump. He started walking toward the east hall when he started hearing Michael's frantic yells. "Freddy we've got trouble!" he heard Michael shout, "She's here kill us, we gotta run!" the panicky night guard yelled. Just then, Freddy heard a sharp cry of pain, as he suddenly saw Michael flying into the dining area. He painfully bounced on the ground a few times before stopping at Freddy's feet. It appeared that the assailant employed a flying kick to his back, due to a large foot print on the back of his uniform. Freddy held him close to try & help him up. "Mikey what happened?" a worried Freddy asked. Mike groaned in pain as he tried to get himself up, feeling Freddy's large protective arms helping him. He winced once more before looking at Freddy through one open eye. "It's an animatronic named Mitzi...she says she's got some performance planned for us." Michael groaned out. As Freddy helped him up, the mechanical footsteps drew closer. The dining area doors burst open, as a cheer leading animatronic mouse stepped forth through the darkness. Her eye's started scanning the area. Her eyes landed on Freddy & michael, as a grin started forming on her face.



	"Hooray! everyone's here now!" An excited Mitzi said, twirling her pom-pom's. Freddy took a second to look at her thoroughly. "Hey, you look familiar" said Freddy. Mitzi had a look of admiration on her face. "Really??" she said. Freddy got Michael to his feet, and looked back at her. "Yes, i can't help but feel I've seen you before. Weren't you a part of a band?" the bear asked. Mitzi jumped a little & nodded, she couldn't believe someone was recognizing her & the band. "You betcha!" Mitzi said, feeling internal heat rising from blushing. "S-she said her name was...Mitzi" Michael told Freddy, still reeling from the blow to his back. "Mitzi Mozzarella?" Freddy said sounding surprised. Mitzi found herself jumping for joy. "Thaaaat's right~!" she said, striking a dynamic pose. "Mitzi Mozzarella, of the Rock-a-fire explosion!". Freddy & Mike were baffled. Here was a member of one of the original showbiz pizza industries most memorable animatronic music groups. Freddy stepped forward, "So Ms. Mozzarella." he started. "Oh please hun, call me Mitzi." said Mitzi in a formal tone. Freddy straightened his hat out, being slightly shy in front of a woman like Mitzi. "W-well uh, Mitzi. what are you doing here this late?" inquired Freddy, who was fidgeting again shyly. Mitzi giggled as she looked at the big faz bear. "Well Mr. Faz bear, since your so kind & polite, il fill ya in on the whole kite n' kaboodle!" she said, placing an arm on her hip.



	"I've been informed by the ol 'Big Cheese' that the anniversary of your pizzeria's opening is drawing near." said Mitzi, raising her other arm & pointing towards Freddy. "And so to honor & commemorate this wonderful occasion." she said, posing differently. "I've been sent to do a special private show for you all!". Michael finally straightened himself out. "Does your show involve physical trauma?!" He retorted to her. Mitzi looked toward mike with the same expression. "Oh don't be so worried~! it's all a part of tonight's performance." she stated. "But hitting people is against the rules here!" Freddy protested gently. "Why would you wanna hurt someone during a performance Mitzi?" Freddy said in a concerned tone of voice. "But it's only part my private performance tonight!" Mitzi replied innocently. "This kind of performance is a once in a lifetime event." said Mitzi, her tone growing slowly sinister. "And you two are the luckiest people here."



	Michael quickly walked up to Freddy, "watch out!." He warned the bear, "Mitzi's nothing like her oldself. She moves more fluidly & is incredibly strong!" Michael tried to warn Freddy. The bear gently placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him. "Don't worry, i can handle this" said Freddy with a warm & assuring smile. Freddy then straightened his little hat and walked toward Mitzi. "Ms. Mozzarella, as an entertainer in the pizza theater industry, i must implore you to reconsider your course of actions." Freddy stated in a sincere tone of voice, "you & i both entertain children and there families, It's what we do." The bear said. "Fighting & hitting is never a nice thing to do." Freddy said, sounding more gentle by the second. "And if children were to see us doing that, what kind of message does that send them?" Freddy said in a more sad tone. Mitzi looked at Freddy with half lidded eyes, listening intently. "We are creators of Joy. You & I, that's what we are." Freddy tried convincing Mitzi. She brought her pom-pom's up to her face in shock. "You are a cherished icon in the eyes of many kids & grown-ups, more than I ever will be." the animatronic bear admitted to her. "You know if anything." Freddy said, looking at Mitzi with a meaningful smile.



	"I wish i could be as memorable & entertaining as you~." The animatronic bear finished its heartfelt plea. Mitzi's body began to tremble. The sound of slight sniffling could be heard. Michael looked on in awe, as Freddy Faz Bear managed to make Mitzi sob. She bent herself slightly as she cried, lubrication dripping down her doll-like face. "N-no ones eva' said that to me that before..." Mitzi said, her synthetic voice wavering from the tears. "All we wanted to do was entertain everyone...just like you" said Mitzi, moving one of her pompom's away from her face. "For a long while, we were doing so well." Mitzi stated, trying to compose herself. "The kids would always come up & try to sing with us." Mitzi went on, starting to pace slowly as she wept. "It was so wonderful, but then the hard times came..." Mitzi stopped, leaning on the table with both hands. "Suddenly the Rock-afire explosion wasn't bringing in many people anymore." Mitzi said sorrowfully, "And soon...Pizza Time theater bought us out, & cast us aside." said Mitzi, her voice gradually becoming more upset. "They treated us like trash! saying 'we weren't the face of entertainment anymore!'" Mitzi banged the table with both hands, nearly breaking the table with her  newly founded strength.



	"Hey hey!, it's ok Mitzi." Freddy said trying to calm her down. "NO it's not!" She screeched. Suddenly her head turned 180 degrees, staring at both them with furrowed brows. "There's nothing anyone can do for us..." Mitzi said darkly as she began walking towards Freddy again. "In the eyes of the modern world, we are relics unfit to be remembered." Mitzi stated. "There is no help for Billy, for fatz, dook. wolfe or beach dog." Mitzi stated each member of the Rock-afire group in a sorrowful voice. "But I've been given another chance to shine." said Mitzi, her tone growing more encouraging. "If I can deliver the most jaw dropping performance tonight, i have a chance to be back on stage." she said, stopping her march mid way. she spread her legs apart slightly, bringing her pom poms close to her chest. "I can finally go back & bring smiles to all the little boys and girls~" stated Mitzi, stretching her hands out, releasing the pom-pom's. Her hands were knife straight, before she started flexing them. "It's time for the show~!" She exclaimed with delight. Freddy tried to interject, But Mitzi instantly lunged at Freddy. She twirled & performed a jumpkick to its face. It was enough to send him on his back instantly.



	"Freddy!" Michael yelled out in surprised. Freddy got back up, rubbing his face slightly. "Hey that actually hurt you know~!" Freddy said in a hurtful voice. "Hey now, don't be blue, it all a part of the rou-" Mitzi sung lightly before running & jumping up, spinning slightly to do a jumping reverse hook kick. Freddy weaved out-of-the-way just in time, But Mitzi delivered three punches to his body. Topping it off with a side kick that launched him over a table. Michael ran towards Mitzi, suddenly angry at the ensuing fight she starting. "Stop! he doesn't want to do this!" Mike yelled at Mitzi to stop. Mitzi turned her head to him. As he got closer, Mitzi made a half fist & struck him right in his solar plexus. This instantly stopped Michael dead in his tracks. He clinched over in absolute pain. "Sorry sir~" Mitzi said sweetly, "But I must perform for Mr. Faz Bear first." she finished before spinning to strike Mike with a swift roundhouse kick to the face. The force of the impact was enough to send him off his feet, & crash into a table. Twitching slightly, Michael groaned as the pain from yesterday was returning. Mitzi giggled as she turned around to go back to entertaining Freddy. She walked towards the table where Freddy was sent to. But as she drew near, the bear suddenly popped up from the tables, and launched his fist forward. Mitzi watched the bear fist literally 'zoomed in' on her. She took the punch directly to her face, launching her back against another table. Freddy's punch was rather unique, since he was slightly far from Mitzi. His technique caused him to stretch the joints within the seams of his arm, increasing the length of the strike. As Mitzi was recovering from that fast attack, she could hear Freddy walking back toward the center of the dining area.



	"Let me inform you that we have rules here at Freddy Faz Bear's Pizza." said Freddy, his voice sounding serious & business like. "And that involves No HITTING~!" He bellowed, cracking his robotic knuckles. Michael suddenly saw him transform from the tender loving bear, to the serious & downright deadly Freddy. Mitzi shook its head a few times before getting back up on its feet. "Boy, you really are a good solo act!" Mitzi stated, positioning herself in a combat-ready stance. Freddy made his way to Mitzi slowly, his feet thumping the ground heavily. "This is not a show, or a performance." Freddy stated, staring at Mitzi with determination. "This is wrong & highly unprofessional." said Freddy, bringing his right fist into his open palm to ready himself as well. With a look of sudden anger on her face, Mitzi lunged at Freddy, screeching with intense ferocity. She formed a knife straight hand to strike him, but Freddy side-stepped & caught her hand effortlessly. Mitzi was surprised, her arm trembling from sheer force. Freddy turned his head to her slowly. The red beam in his left eye began to illuminate slowly. "Now i'm gonna tell you this one last time..." he growled as his grip tightened on Mitzi's hand. "NO." he sucker punched her once in the jaw, causing her eyelids to twitch. "HITTING!!" Freddy roared as he struck Mitzi with a mean uppercut, causing her to soar slightly in the air.



	Michael watched in absolute awe, Freddy cocking his right arm back. As soon as Mitzi came back down, He sprung forward, & threw a superman punch that was enough to propel Mitzi toward the main show stage. She spun & crashed with a thud, emitting synthetically voiced groans. Freddy adjusted his tiny hat gently. Michael walked to him, amazed by his display of agility & strength. "Freddy that was unbelievable!" Mike exclaimed. Freddy blinked once, turning to Michael with his serious expression. "No one rough-houses anyone in my shop" he bluntly stated, red eye beaming slightly. Mitzi staggered to her feet, the sound of he gears churning intensifying. "Oh boy, i-i-i didn't think this p-performance would heat up so quickly~!" Mitzi stuttered lightly, system still recovering from Freddy's attack. "Looks like it's time...for the show stopper" said Mitzi, who started cracking her non-existent knuckles. Back-flipping off the stage, Mitzi landed on both feet like an actual cheerleader. "Are you ready to rock~?" She teasingly asked Freddy, whom looked as though he didn't have time for games. "Cause here." she started, winding her right up. "We. Go!" She yelled as she threw a punch, that was extended by chains. The punch immediately landed on Freddy, who didn't see the long punch coming. The chain clanked back into Mitzi' forearm as she stood there smiling. "betcha didn't see that coming, did ya teddy bear~?" Mitzi  said lovingly, bending forward & rubbing her chin inquisitively.




	Michael ran to Freddy's side, kneeling down to help him up. "What the hell was that?!" Mike said. "It looks as though she's been given an upgrade." Freddy murmured, getting back up & rubbing his face slightly. The animatronic bear got readied itself again. "Get out-of-the-way Mike, this is going to get a little...'fun'." Freddy warned mike, emphasising 'fun as he glared at Mitzi. Mike couldn't help but nod slowly, and move back to one of the tables. Freddy & Mitzi took combat stances, and soon, they lunged at each other. Mitzi unleashing a flurry of fists, But Freddy was readily blocking & deflecting her strikes. Freddy started delivering several jabs & a right hook to Mitzi. She backflipped & unleashed a chained fist, which Freddy ducked & rolled toward her. He threw an uppercut, but Mitzi dodged to her left. She struck him with two shin kicks, and executed a roundhouse kick. Freddy brought his guard up & blocked the blow. Mitzi twisted herself & used her other leg to kick him across the face.


	Freddy staggered back a little, allowing Mitzi to strike him with her hands several times, shouting 'Hiya!' a few times. Freddy took the first few hits but caught the last hit with his hands. He had many dents & scratches on his frame. Taking his other hand, Freddy grabbed Mitzi by the throat & picked her up over his head. With a ferocious distorted roar, Freddy slammed Mitzi. She bounced once while emitting a sharp high-pitched shriek of pain. Mitzi twitched a few times, trying to get up but failing. Freddy dusted himself off & adjusted his little hat. "Kids don't come to see this kind of performance, Mitzi" said Freddy. He turned & walked back toward Mike, who was actually amazed by his resilience, skill & strength.



	Mitzi then suddenly got back to her knee's, flexing both of her hands. She threw her arms back, and then lunged them forward. Mitzi's hands detatched from her wrists as lengths of chains shot out. "Look out!" Michael yelled as Freddy turned to see two chain-linked hands wrap themselves around him tightly. The chains tied itself around him tightly as Mitzi's hands grasped each other tightly. The sound of a small motorized engine was heard as Mitzi dragged Freddy towards her. With momentum & thrust, Mitzi slammed Freddy against the adjacent wall, and then again to the other wall. Mitzi pulled him in fast & applied a knee to Freddy's chin. Mike became angry & ran towards Mitzi. She turned her gaze to him, and menacingly swung Freddy at him. Michael was slammed by Freddy. Mike laid there, barely concious after that hit. With one final charge, Mitzi swung Freddy upwards, and slammed him down to the ground. The whole shop shook as Freddy impacted the floor. Freddy silently moaned in pain, voice box stuttering slightly.


	The chains within Mitzi's wrists detatched themselves, ensuring the bear was fully constrained by her chain-hands. Mitzi put her arms out, and two new hands spun out from within her wrists. Mitzi's nails were both sharpened & polished. She walked toward Freddy, standing over him with a confident grin. "Jeez that was a blast Freddy!" exclaimed, sounding cheery as before. Michael struggled to his feet, still reeling from Mitzi's swing. He saw her stand over the gentle bear. Freddy struggled hard to free himself. Mitzi's detached hands continued to clench tightly together. "Sorry dear, but theres no escaping my helping hand!" Mitzi said teasingly. She placed a foot on him as she made her hand straight as a knife. "I'm afraid it's curtains for you Mr. Faz Bear. Pity, cause you are indeed an excellent performer" said Mitzi sympathetically. Freddy looked in fear as Mitzi raised her hand high, when suddenly.



	An aggressive cry was heard, as Mitzi turned to see a furious night guard charging at her with a chair. Michael swung hard, slamming Mitzi right in the face with the chair. It caused her to fall off Freddy & shriek. It was on its knees & holding its face. Freddy turned his head to look at Mitzi, and grew concerned. "Mike!!" Freddy called out to him. Michael ran to the bear & try to free him. "You have to leave." Freddy said, looking over as Mitzi slowly got back to her feet. "No! I'm gonna get you out of this!" Mike replied, trying to pry the hands apart. They clenched together tightly, like eternal lovers holding hands. Mitzi turned her head slowly to Mike. The left side of its cheek revealed some of Mitzi's endoskeleton skull, the eye and cheek emitted a small spark. She hissed lowly as she walked towards Mike. He quickly tried to pry Freddy loose before the bear saw Mitzi approach.

"Mike! Behind you!" Freddy screamed. As Michael turned, Mitzi grabbed a hold of his face with one hand, clenching tightly. Crying out in pain, Mike grabbed hold of Mitzi's arm to try & free himself. His feet were kicking as Mitzi raised him.

"You should know better, then to hit a woman" Mitzi said in a mechanically sinister voice. Michael tried to kick her off, but only managed to kick more skin off the left side of its face. It shrieked angrily, throwing Michael across the dining area, near the east hall entrance. Michael staggered back to his feet. Mitzi gazed upon him with eyes that were thirsty for blood. Her eye's were brightly lit, Shining directly at him through the dimly lit room. targeting him. "I was gonna finish my act with Freddy, But seeing as how you can barely contain your excitement." Mitzi said in an ever more sinister tone, "I guess il have to start the show with you now" said Mitzi. She placed a foot forward as she began to march towards Michael. Freddy struggled to free himself.



	"RUN!!" screamed the bear, "She's too strong for you, you have to get out of here!!" Freddy yelled. "B-but i can't just leave you here!" Mike panicked, Mitzi moving slowly towards him. "GO! NOW!" Freddy yelled as he tried to move, but only to received a back kick by Mitzi.

"nah uh!" Mitzi scolded Freddy, "We've already had our number together~!" Mitzi said in a corrupted by sweet tone of voice. "But now its time for my private performance, with you~." said Mitzi. The primordial fear of animatronics suddenly began returning to him. Mitzi was an old school animatronic that managed to subdue Freddy. He started backing up slowly to the east hall. Freddy looked up and screamed at mike,

"GO!!". And suddenly, like a bullet shot from the chamber of a starting pistol, Michael bolted out of the dining area. Mitzi stopped half way, and giggled.

"He must wanna play tag~!" she exclaimed, jumping like a cheerleader. "Well if he wants to play games, then I'm up for some fun times too!!" it said. leaning its body up to laugh, turning it's head a complete 360.

"You leave him alone!!" shouted Freddy as he tried to sit up to no avail. Mitzi turned spun her head back to Freddy.

 "Don't ya get it?" she stated plainly, "You're both part of the show. I had my wonderful time with you, And now its his turn to perform with a star~" Mitzi said, turning her head back toward the east hall entrance. The sound of its servo revving up was heard, as Mitzi started crouching down into a runners stance. "Ready or not Michael~" Mitzi said in her cheery voice, "Its showtime!!" She exclaimed boastfully, as she suddenly started spirinting to the east hall in a unnevering display. All the while, she was laughing hysterically as she burst through the doors, heading down the hall way. Freddy sat there, squirming to try and free himself to save his new best friend.

"Mikey!! MIKEY!!!" Freddy yelled helplessly as Mitzi's laughter echoed throughout the place.