Exploring The Pizzaplex With Some Guy Named Michael

-- Why does everyone want Pizza? --

~ Chapter four ~

(Gregory POV)

NOTE: Sequence of events may not be accurate to the game, because this is a fanfiction after all.

I should have never come here. Why did I let my curiosity get the best of me. I should have stayed in that damn box, even if it was cold. "Im trapped in here!" I whined. "Gregory, its alright. All we have to do is wait till its 6am. Thats when the doors re-open." a robotic voice said. "Alright Freddy..." I replied. Heres some more context: I came inside the pizzaplex, hoping to enjoy myself, but I panicked and hid inside of Freddy when this scary blonde lady came and tried to take me. Freddy said she was just trying to help, but something is off about that woman. SO, I hid inside of Freddy for a bit, coming out when I thought it was safe, and he escorted me to the exit. The thing is, they had closed, RIGHT when I had got there. My luck is the worst!

"So, Freddy, what do we do until 6am? Oo do I have this place all to myself!? That means I can have ALL the pizza I want!!!" I gushed. "Superstar, I dont believe that is a good idea. When human children eat too much pizza they tend to... uh, throw it all back out through their mouths. It is not a good thing." Freddy advised. I groaned. I noticed Freddy was looking at me. "Hey Freddy whats wrong?" I asked. "Freddy...?" "Gregory, I feel you are broken. We must fix you." Freddy said in a strange tone. "Freddy what!? Im fine!" Freddy grabbed onto me and put me in his stomach hatch. "Freddy cut it out im fine!" we walked to who knows where and went to one of those medical booths. "Superstar hide! I sense someone is coming!" I jumped into the booth, peeking out to see who was there.

"Freddy, you're supposed to be on lockdown!" Vanessa said. "Uh- officer Vanessa, I do not know how I got here." Freddy replied nervously. Can animatronics be nervous? "Also Freddy, by the way, have you seen a child? Looks about twelve, brown hair, and a blue shirt with two stripes?" asked Vanessa. Oh no. She was talking about me! Is Freddy gonna sell me out? "Officer Vanessa, what do you mean? All the children are gone now. It is past our closing time." Freddy answered, in a clueless voice. Vanessa seemed to buy the act. "Oh, alright. Tell me if you see him though! I'm going to go tell the other animatronics to keep an eye out as well." Vanessa said, then left. "Whew, that was a close one!" I told Freddy. "Superstar, she said she's going to tell my friends. That isn't a good thing. Now we have to avoid officer Vanessa and my fellow animatronics!"

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(3rd person POV)

Lev and Michael were walking around, looking for something to do, while waiting for 6am. Lev wanted to go see the animatronics, but Michael insisted that it would be too dangerous, especially since it was past 12 o'clock. "What's wrong if its past twelve! The animatronics are not just going to go berserk since nobodys here!" Lev whined. Michael says, "Who knows maybe they will. But I am not going to let YOU go near them." "Why so protective, i'm sure we'll be finee!" Replied Lev, in a persuading voice. Why was I so protective? Michael asked himself. Michael started to walk a little faster. "Hey, wait up!" Said Lev.

Lev started to walk a little faster and grabbed onto Michaels arm. "H-hey! What are you doing!" Michael said, with a flustered facial expression. Lev knew by now that he got super flustered even by the slightest touch. "Can we pretty please go to the kitcheeen, im sure Chicas done munching down in there by now." Lev said, batting theyre eyelashes. "...No." Michael responded. Lev grabbed Michaels other hand. Lev gave it her last shot, "Oh cmon! For the sake of Pizza!" "... Fine but ONLY because of the pizza!" Sighed Michael. "YAY!!!" Lev said in a happy tone.

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(Michael Afton POV)

I didnt really WANT to go see any of the animatronics, or go near them really. Like in the kitchen, where there's a 99.9% chance that we'll encounter Chica. ALL the employees know about the girls' eating habits. But here I am, walking there, with Lev happily skipping in front of me. "Hurry up Michael!! PIZZA AWAITS!" they yelled. "Levvv keep it down!" I said. But really, why am I going here? I often find myself questioning everything. After all, there is a lot of time to question things after you have nothing else left in life. 

Whatever, it was worth it to see Lev smile. :)