"It's your time to shine!"

Summary

Welcome one and all to Michael's Marvelous Mechanical Emporium! (name pending). After the events of Fazbear's Fright and the fire failing, by his own fault of course, Michael had a lot of time to get thinking. Thankfully that wasn't going anywhere until he came across an interesting opportunity. The Fazbear Entertainment Franchisee Package he stumbled across on a whim, how convenient is that? And that got him to thinking even more. Another chance to gather them all in one place, under one roof, the end roll credits at last. It was perfect.

Michael would be lying if he said the whole thing wasn't getting to his head, of course. It didn't start out this way initally. He had never run a business before. How certain was he that this was even going to work? And really, how do you pay off business taxes? Much like every Fazbear entrepreneur, manager, and CEO alike he felt himself get...too into it. His addiction to the revenue climb and the want for a devouted audience was the same trap everyone else before him fell into. He just couldn't help himself, this coupled with his new attitude it was all just so funny. Michael's outlook on everything has seemingly drastically changed. Death may of changed him forever but failure changed him even more. He approaches life with such a laissez faire attitude. Letting himself get lost in the atrocious outfits and the absurd animatronics nobody's even heard of. This time, Michael was a mere persona instead of inheretly meaning something so negative. He seems almost too casual that this plan involves what is essentially him flipping the switch on ending his own life as well.

This of course would all catch up to him in the end. Who did place that package offer anyway? He would soon find out it was the bait on the fishing hook. Before he knew it his plan fell apart around him as Henry took over center stage and locked the exits. Michael became the boy who cried wolf that day as he was sent down to be with the scraps he had been maticulously collecting as the building burned. He said he wanted this, wanted to die with the rest of them, but in that moment he yet again remembered he fears death. He didn't want it to go like this he thinks as he runs from what used to be his sister. Clawing and wailing at him, telling him this is all his fault just like old times before both succumbing to the flames.

Inevitably, every star burns out.