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It's official. I hate Michael Afton.

If someone had asked me the question: "do you hate any protagonist in the Five Nights at Freddy's games?", before I got sucked into the game and met one in person, I would have said no. The idea of hating a protagonist in the Five Nights at Freddy's games would have seem preposterous at the time.

Now though, that idea isn't farfetched in the slightest. Michael Afton was far from what I expected. He wasn't the hero I thought he was. He didn't inspire me. He was ordinary. No. Worse than ordinary. He was against any kind of idea of helping the animatronics. He was like a villain here.

...What was I even expecting? For Michael Afton to act like some kind of best friend who would watch my back? Or give me some kind of hope? I should've known this was just a farce. The reality is that I'm alone in this again.

Michael. You aren't any better than your own dad.

A few minutes pass by. Michael seems to take notice of the look in my face. He lets out another sigh.

"I told you. You wouldn't like what I said." Michael said.

Of course, I don't like it! You are telling me that I shouldn't try and help the animatronics! What were you going to expect? That I was going to take this all easy and just drop the idea? I want to go and save Baby and the other animatronics!

"So, why do you want to go down there Michael? If there is nothing good to come out of it, then why should you go down there too?" I ask.

The reason was obvious: he was going to free his little sister Elizabeth Afton. However, I can't say that out loud. I need to make him tell me first.

Michael hesitates.

"It's personal." he says.

"Come on, Michael. I shared something personal with you. Can't you at least-"

"NO."

The force of that just made me shut up. It reminds me of the times as a kid when I would beg for my dad to get something to the point where he would lose his temper and yell at me. Even though I didn't pester Michael, it still had the same effect. He look irritated.

"Just. Give me some time." Michael said.

With that note, he left the room.

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It's been about 30 minutes. The reason I know that is because another episode between Vlad and Clara just ended. Apparently, in the Five Nights at Freddy's Sister Location game, the episodes were shown to be about 5 minutes or less. That's because Scott probably wanted to give the gamers an abridged version so that way they can focus more on the game (which is the main thing).

Thank goodness for that too. Most of each episode is just Vlad and Clara hurling insults at one another. Clara begging Vlad to take responsibility while Vlad is denying that the child is his. Some father he is.

That is the least of my concern though. Michael still hasn't come out to talk with me.

Maybe I pushed it too far. Treading upon areas where they are clear boundaries is always a bad idea. What choice did I have though? It was getting irritating that Michael was telling me that my idea of saving the animatronics underground was a bad idea. Plus, he didn't tell me why he would want to go to the underground himself? Yes, I already know the answer. But I can't just blurt it out! That would be beyond suspicious!

Maybe it's best if I leave right now. After all, Michael probably doesn't want to see my face after I asked him for his reasons. So, to avoid any more conflict, I should just get out.

I would do that, however, there are two things that stop me: the state of the elevator and where to even find the location of the elevator. For the first point, I know that the elevator is still broken. I don't think Lolbit and Yenndo had time to fix it since they are still working on Bon-Bon. So, I wouldn't be able to go underground until the elevator is repaired.

Which brings me to the second point: where is the elevator located? I remember that people had these theories that the underground location is actually located beneath the house in FNAF 4. Something about a code you had to put in the Private Room and you would see familiar locations like where the Plushtrap minigame takes place or the bed where Nightmare Freddy was lurking underneath.

Problem is: I don't even know where the FNAF 4 house is. Maybe it's the one I'm in? I doubt it though. If that was the case, then Michael would've visited the sister location much earlier. By that note, it's probably best to assume that the FNAF 4 house is probably furtherer away from here. Maybe this is just Michael's small little house or apartment.

I can't help but let out a sigh. Why does everything just have to be a mess?

Hang on. Something smells good.

I turn to see Michael walking back to the couch, holding a green bowl in his hand. He brings it over and sets it on the middle couch in front of us.

Popcorn.

"Comfort food. Y'know?" Michael shrugs.

Comfort food? I guess that explains why Michael was eating popcorn whenever he watched his favorite shows. It must be what he eats to make himself feel better after a terrifying experience underground...at least in the original game...

"Try it." he said.

I take a popcorn and pop it into my mouth. It tastes...bland. Like, really bland. Even cardboard would have more flavor than this. Did Michael forget to add butter to the popcorn? Salt for that matter? It's disgusting.

...Maybe it will taste better with some Exotic Butters...er….whenever I get some that is. Plus, what on earth does Exotic Butters even taste like? I've heard of regular butter, but exotic butters?

I mentally shoo away the thought. That question can wait another day.

"How is it?" Michael asks.

"It's alright. A little...dry." I said.

"You can be honest, y'know. I never really was good in the kitchen." Michael said.

Don't know how to respond to that. What am I going to say? That Michael's terrible cooking skills lead to the creation of the animatronics? That maybe his dad went berserk after trying Michael's horrible cooking and became the psychopath that he was today?

Okay. No. That's the grudge speaking for me. Still angry at Michael for suggesting that I should abandon the animatronics.

"Sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to lash out like that," Michael said. He lets out another sigh, "You deserve an explanation and I can explain to you why I am going down to the underground location."

Yes! Finally! He's going to tell me why he has to go underground!

Michael takes a deep breath. He tries to take as much oxygen as he can. Kind of like me before I go into some kind of important test. Mainly because I have no idea if I will come out alive from it. This is obviously for a much different reason.

"Okay. So, you see, I had a little sister named Elizabeth." Michael said. His breath becomes a bit shaky, "Elizabeth's birthday was coming up soon. So, my dad wanted to create something special for her. My dad would go on to create an animatronic called Circus Baby. Elizabeth loved her."

You and me both Elizabeth. Although, I'm pretty sure you don't love Circus Baby anymore. I still love her.

"At the time, I wasn't able to go to Elizabeth's birthday party because I was working somewhere else. So, while I was working, I got a phone call. When I responded, it was my dad. He said that there was an accident with Circus Baby."

So, Michael knows that Circus Baby killed his little sister. I should have expected it. After all, it wouldn't make sense for Michael not to know about the death of his little sister. William Afton would have to spill the beans eventually.

"I hurried back home and my dad told me the news: Elizabeth was dead. He said that Circus Baby malfunctioned and that Elizabeth was standing too close to her." Michael said. He rubs his chin. "I think he said something about Circus Baby falling down on her."

No. That's a lie. Circus Baby didn't fall down on Elizabeth Afton. It was her claw.

Circus Baby accidentally killed William Afton because her programming forced her to kill children. She didn't want to do any of this. Elizabeth was just a person in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I should have known William Afton couldn't tell the truth!

Well, I don't think I can blame him for this one. After all, how would you act if you were in William Afton's position? "Oh sorry son. I actually programmed these animatronics to kill children and your little sister just happen to be there?"

"My dad told Elizabeth many times not to go near Circus Baby. I didn't understand why but, now I know. Circus Baby must have something wrong with her at the time and Dad sort rushed her production." Michael said.

No. That is definitely not true. William Afton didn't rush his production of Circus Baby. He made the Funtime animatronics programmed to kill.

"Anyway, I recently got a call from my dad. He tells me that Elizabeth may still be down in the underground location. At first, I didn't understand what he meant by that. But, I think I get it now. He is saying that Elizabeth is a ghost in the underground location and that she might be haunting Circus Baby."

Well, it's true. At least, in the original game. Originally, Elizabeth only possessed Circus Baby. Now though? She can posses whatever animatronic she wants. Like her favorite animatronic: Ennard.

"The thing is Steve...I don't think Elizabeth is down there. Maybe my dad just wants to kill me and be done with it." Michael chuckles dryly. "I don't think he fully forgave me for what I did."

What? Michael doesn't think that Elizabeth is down in the underground location? Michael thinks this is a set up by his father to get killed? Why?

"What you did? You did something to Elizabeth?"

"No. Not Elizabeth, but someone else." Michael hesitates. "Let's...save that story for another time."

I guess he is referring to The Bite of 83. The event where he and his friends did the prank that cost his little brother's life. I can understand why he doesn't want to tell me.

But, killing a child for a child though doesn't make any sense. It was an accident. It wasn't like Michael actually meant it. Though, I think its a simple math problem for William Afton. Remember: Psychopaths have different ways of understanding things than other people. So, killing a son for another son is fair game in William Afton's book.

Hang on. This is the transition I need. It's time to validate Michael's reason to come down with me to the underground location.

"Elizabeth." I said.

"Yes. Elizabeth." Michael said. He raises on eyebrow at me, "Is there something wrong with her name?"

"No. I mean, there was a ghost down there who calls herself Elizabeth-"

Michael began to choke on the piece of popcorn in his mouth. He looks at me with wide eyes.

"You mean to tell me...She's down there?" Michael asks.

Yes? I literarily have seen her with my own eyes. Not exactly a friendly either.

I give a nod.

Michael closes his eyes. His breathing is a bit shaky. He opens and looks at me with tired eyes. "Steve. Are you trying to pull my leg or trick me? Is this you're way of getting back at me?" Michael asks.

Tempting Michael. That would really be tempting. Unlike you, however, I'm not cold-hearted...well, not like that. I can understand where you are coming from with your intention but abandoning the animatronics is something I can't do. After all, I still care about Baby and the others. They deserve as much freedom as anyone does.

"No. I'm serious Michael." I said.

Michael still looks at me with eyes of distrust. I can't really blame him.

"You can ask me a question if you want to make sure." I said.

"Okay. What was she wearing?" Michael asks.

Good question. One I can thankfully answer.

She was wearing her same exact outfit as she did before she died. I've seen the playthrough of the Circus Baby minigame so many times that I've memorized her outfit...that and I had experience in actually seeing her in person-er...as a ghost I mean...

"She was wearing a blue skirt, a purple blouse with two buttons and a dark, red bowtie on top of her head." I said.

Michael stares at me. I guess he is shocked that I knew exactly what clothes she was wearing before she died.

"It's her...She's down there...she's actually down there..." Michael said.

"Yeah." I said, "Um. How was Elizabeth like?"

"She was a sweet little angel. Always wanted to make dad proud of her."

Sweet angel, hug? Didn't exactly seem so sweet down there. A better description would be a vicious devil. Michael's description probably fits better as how she was before she got accidentally killed by Circus Baby. No thanks to William Afton.

Daddy's little girl, huh? I can actually sympathize with her a bit...not that I am a girl... I mean the part where you try to make your dad proud of you. Fathers just never seem to be proud of you for anything, no matter what you do. At least, in my case, I can testify to that.

"So, it seems we both have something we have to do down there." I said.

Michael gives a slow nod.

"I still don't want you to go down there." Michael said.

I sigh. "Listen Michael. You are going to need me down there. I-I've been in the area for a while and I can help you out. Have you been down in Circus Baby's Entertainment and Rentals before?"

Michael remains quiet for a bit. Hopefully,

"No." Michael said.

Oh thank goodness. I would have been afraid if he said he had. Then that plan would have backfired stupidly in my face.

"So, we'll go down there together. I'll help you free your sister and you can help me save the animatronics from the underground and find them a place to stay." I said.

Michael shakes his head, "I...I'm still not convinced about the animatronics. I'm just doing this so I can free my little sister."

"Can we at least try to free the animatronics after we help free your sister?" I ask.

"I-I'll think about it."

Fair enough. I can't really push Michael into cooperating with me from the start. I have to show him that the animatronics can be trusted and that not all of them are heartless monsters.

Key words: Not ALL of them.

Ennard… I really don't care about what will happen to Ennard. He's made everyone suffer down here. So, he can stay down there. It's the least he deserves after making all the other animatronics suffer...and me.

"There is still one thing I don't understand. How did I find you in front of my doorstep?" Michael asks.

How did I show up in Michael's doorstep?

Uh, I'm not sure really. Maybe...Lolbit brought me here?

No. That doesn't make any sense though. How would Lolbit know about where Michael lives? Lolbit never follows the player home or anything in the actual game. Plus, I'm not really sure Lolbit can hack into machines away from the underground location.

I'll just ask just to make sure though.

"Have you ever meet a fox animatronic named Lolbit? Purple and white?" I ask.

"I'm pretty sure I would know if I saw a fox animatronic face to face." Michael says with a dry tone.

Yeah. Good point. Alright then, that confirms it. Michael and Lolbit haven't met before.

Well. At least, I got Michael to agree to come with me.

The elevator is still a problem though. The location can be solved easily if I just ask Michael where it is. The bigger problem is: how are we supposed to get back underground if the elevator is still broken? With what's been happening so far, I don't think Lolbit and Yenndo would have the time to fix the elevator. After all, they are still trying to fix Bon-Bon...and probably trying to cheer up Funtime Freddy after my stupid little mistake...

"...S...U...G...A?...R!? ?!"

Michael and I whirl to the T.V. screen. In front of us was none other than Lolbit. This time, it seems her eyes are...purple? The last time I check, her eyes were green I think...or was it red? I don't really remember. I just know that it was definitely not purple.

It looks like Lolbit is still sick, if not getting worse. Why hasn't Yenndo done anything yet to fix her? At this rate, she might be having rainbow eyes next.

"Is this one of the good animatronics or the bad ones?" Michael asks.

"She's a good one...She seems to be a little sick though." I said,

"I'm going to take a chance and say this is Lolbit." Michael responds dryly.

"You guessed correctly." I said.

Next thing I knew: everything was spinning.

0000

Ugh...I hate teleportation. It's official. I don't care how people show this in the movies or video games. That's fake. Especially when they look perfectly fine. Teleportation is actually horrible. It makes me feel sick and the room continues to spin for a while.

I'm going to have to sit down for a bit. Despite the room spinning, I could see that Lolbit was missing. She must have teleported again.

"Well Michael. Here we are." I said.

There is no reply. After a few minutes, the room starts to become stable again. I slowly stand up and look around.

Michael?

I turn behind me.

Michael was sprawled out on the floor like a cat that fell asleep on its back. His arms and legs were spread out in an eagle position. I quickly went over and knelt beside him. I put my ear close to his chest. He was breathing.

He isn't dead. That's good.

He's passed out. That's bad.

Okay, Steve. Stay calm. Just stay calm. Let's think of the positive and the negative in this situation.

The good news: 1) I'm back in the underground Sister Location. 2) I get to go see my favorite animatronic Baby again. (Always good news in my book) 3. I can try to save again to save the animatronics, with some help...hopefully.

Bad news: 1) Michael Afton is passed out. 2) Lolbit is acting wacky and crazy and I have no idea where she is now. 3) All the other animatronics, with the exception of Baby, Lolbit and maybe Funtime Foxy, hate my guts. 4) Not to mention Ennard and a crazy Elizabeth Afton are running loose down here. 5) That and I haven't told Michael his little sister lost her mind.

...Yeah…This is definitely not a good start...