Little Location

Five Nights at Freddy's Sister Location Story

1. Surprise!

"...Bene...Benedict...Mister Benedict..."

"He might be dead, Baby..."

"He's just sleeping." Agnes Miller grunted as he started to wake up as something cold and metallic was poking him. "See? I told you."

"Whatever,"

"Huh..." He started to ask before opening his eyes fully and seeing large green eyes staring at him, along with a white and pink fox up in his face. "WHOA!" He exclaimed as he scrambled back, hitting the back of his head on the Hand-Unit. "Ow!" The two animatronics winced at the accident and looked at each other before looking at the man.

"Are you alright, Mr. Benedict?" The green-eyed animatronic, Baby, asked slowly as the technician tried catching his breath.

"The hell?!" He managed out.

"You were sleeping..." Baby explained. "The HandUnit Device became loose and swung too quickly and smacked you across the face." The man made an annoyed grunt as he rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"Ok...at least I'm not in a suit this time..."

"Well, we're a bit to small to actually pick you up." The fox said simply, mimicking the Hand-Unit voice, and Agnes froze and slowly looked at the two animatronics, realizing that the two in front of him were somehow now roughly the size of 3 year old children.

"Huh..." Agnes managed out slowly. "Well, that's new..."

"Yeah we've got no clue how this happened." The fox said, gesturing to itself. "We were hoping you could fix this as the current technician." Agnes looked at the fox and raised an eyebrow.

"I've got no idea on how to fix it." The man said, shrugging. "I only know how to operate the button things and how not to get stuck in the vents." The fox grunted in annoyance and shook its head as Baby sighed.

"Is there anyone you know who could?" The technician frowned as he thought.

"Well...there's is one guy I know who might be able to help."

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Meanwhile

"Hello, hello hello?" Mike asked as he picked up the phone in the office. "Fazbear's Pizzeria, how may I direct your call?"

"Hey! Mikey!" Mike blinked in surprise.

"Oh hey Agnes!" Mike said as he leaned on the desk. "What's up?"

"Oh not much, trying to not lose my mind at this job...Ow!" Mike sighed as he heard he smack and Agnes cursing at one of the animatronics. "Well it's true! You kidnapped me!"

"Funtime Foxy was gonna kill ya!"

"I was not!"

"Uh, Agnes?" Mike asked, listening to the chaos on the other end. "You called me for a reason...right?" The noises stopped as the other guy chuckled nervously.

"Right-Yeah, there's a reason I called. You see, uh, two of the animatronics are now toddler sized." Mike raised an eyebrow.

"Ok...?"

"Yeah and I don't know how to fix it."

"Well...uh...?" Mike paused as he tried to think of how he could help; at least when the toddler stuff happened at Freddy's it was mainly because of magical shenanigans, but he had no idea of any magical inclined people at Circus Baby's. "I'm not sure if I can help...does anybody there do magic?" Agnes spoke with the other two voices before there was a sigh.

"Nope." Mike frowned.

"Well, then I'm sorry, but that's all I got..." Agnes sighed.

"Well thanks anyways...hey? What's that noise in the background?" Mike raised an eyebrow.

"Background noise? What are you-" Suddenly the power cut, plunging Mike into darkness. Mike froze as he tried to think of how this could've happened, after all, the place got a new generator and battery packs. There was a chill as mike realized that there was something breathing behind him.

"Miiiichael..." A scraggly deep voice said. Mike debated turning around but suddenly felt a blunt force hit him upside the head, knocking him out.

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Later,

Mike groaned as he slowly regained consciousness, his head pounding and the cold tile not helping. He froze as he realized that he wasn't at Freddy's; the pizzeria only had carpet and laminated floors. He pushed himself up to his knees as he looked around, not recongizing where he was.

"Huh..." He muttered to himself as he saw a stage.

"Is someone there?" Mike froze, hearing an unfamiliar voice. He looked around for the owner of the voice as he heard a music box melody.

"Um...hello?" He asked aloud. "I think I'm lost." The music box faded away as there was a mildly confused 'huh'. "I was at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, when something knocked me out." Mike managed to get his bearings enough to get to his feet. He stood as there were suddenly smaller sounding voices, musing and whispering about him, not that Mike could make out all of what they were saying. "Well, I don't mean to bother you, so I'll go find my way-" He turned around, hoping to find an exit and instead came face to top of the head with a little ballerina-looking animatronic. "Out..."

"No.." The voice said, Mike realizing it was coming from the animatronic; Mike raised an eyebrow, he honestly didn't expect that mature sounding of a voice to come from that small and child like looking animatronic. "Stay...Dance with me..." Mike frowned a bit.

"Uh, well, I-" Before Mike could give an actual answer, the animatronic grabbed his wrists and pulled him along. Mike stumbled and mentally tried restraining himself from screaming and panicking as the animatronic seemed to start humming as they 'danced'. After a bit, Mike realized that this animatronic wasn't going to hurt him, so he let out a silent sigh and focused on trying to find an exit. The third time they spun around, Mike noticed a low laying vent and on the opposite side of the room was a dim light over a door labeled 'Parts and Service'. He wasn't paying attention to his feet and got tangled up in his own feet and stumbled back. "Whoa!" He exclaimed as he fell to the floor, taking the ballerina animatronic to the floor with him as they landed with a small thud. "Ow..."

"Are you alright?" The animatronic asked and Mike sighed.

"I think so..."

"Mike?" Mike looked up in confusion and yelled into the dark.

"Agnes?"

"What the hell are you doing in the Ballora Gallery?"

"The what?"

"Hold on, I get there in a minute!" Mike sighed as he looked at the animatronic, noting that she looked roughly like a tall 4 year old, as she was fiddling with his shirt buttons and name badge as if she had never seen those things before. He chuckled slightly.

"You having fun?" The animatronic nodded, distracted by his shirt.

"M...Ike...Sch-midt," She read on his name badge. "The name on the Hand Unit is Mike...huh..." She looked at Mike. "I don't remember a face like yours..."

"Well, Mike's a really common name..."

"It is?"

"Yeap..." Mike said as he heard banging in the vents and the 'ow' of Agnes. After a moment might heard the man slowly shuffle along. "Uh, Agnes? What are you-"

"Dude! Shhh!" Agnes hushed. "That ballerina thing is gonna find us and rip us if we disturb her!" Mike looked between the ballerina on his chest and back to Agnes.

"If that was the case, why did you yell earlier?" Mike heard the man stop in place and make an 'uh' sound, earning giggles from Ballora. "I think we're gonna be fine. Just help us up, and we'll get to a place with better lighting."

"Us?"

"Yes, us." Ballora answered simply before there was a long pause.

THUNK!

"Agnes...?"

"Perhaps he fell asleep?"

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Another little toddler story, starring the Sister Location Characters! (Please note that in this story Mike IS NOT Michael!)

Enjoy and feel free to offer suggestions for later scenes!