He adjusted his belt, his faz-technician tools hanging off of it. He was working nights at the Mega Pizzaplex as a technician. Of course, this was Freddy’s, and things couldn’t be normal. There was a kid staying here, Gregory, and he liked to run around during the night when he had the whole pizzaplex to himself. The animatronics were also allowed to roam around at night. This would be fine except for the fact that they were actively battling a mind-control virus. It would come and go infrequently. Each time the animatronics turned, Michael would make sure to grab his taser and brutally electrocute them. If that wasn’t available, he’d use every thing at his disposal to decommission them. He couldn’t have anyone getting hurt again. His mouth drew into a thin line.

He made his way over to the arcade, making impressive time thanks to his trusty arm crutches, where Gregory was currently destroying his high score are Freddy and Chica cheered him on.