Good afternoon, readers! Today outside my house is a blizzard, but that's not stopping me from bringing to you the last chapter of this story, concluding the fifth installment of the Wreck it Freddy's series! I want to save most of my thoughts to the end, but I want to extend a huge thank you once again for all who have supported this story and series in any way, it is all greatly appreciated! Looking at the title, bending backwards for someone alludes to going beyond your limits to do something for someone. I feel that Mike has done that throughout his series. Just as Ralph and Vanellope had pushed past the limits placed for them, Mike has done the same, especially in this story. But it may have another meaning, a more literal one, of bending back as far as progress goes. Will this erase progress they have all made collectively? Before I ramble on much longer here, it's time to get on with the rest of this story, and I hope you enjoy the long awaited conclusion!

In Game Central Station, Janet approached Calhoun, glancing at Jeremy wailing a short distance from them as she sighed. "Mike...?"

The sergeant shook her head. "Jeremy said he didn't make it. He was trying to save him when some weird mechanism gave him a 'game over.'"

She sighed lightly, shutting her eyes for a moment. "Alright... let's shut this joint down." Janet said, putting in the order.

Ralph hugged a sobbing Vanellope as gently as he could muster. The animatronics had joined the group as well, all somber when they heard the tragic news.

"Guys! Guys!" A voice suddenly called from within the game as the train approached its station.

"M- Mike?" Jeremy croaked out, unsteadily getting to his feet and running for the entrance. "Mike?!"

"Jeremy, wait, that might not be him!" Ralph tried to call out, but Jeremy had already ran into the tunnel.

"MIKE!" Jeremy screamed, tears running down his face. It was like he was in a crazed trance, unable to be persuaded that it could possibly NOT be Mike.

The two collided into a hug, no longer able to hear the voices behind them. He would know Mike from anywhere. The two emerged, Vanellope glitching over to hop up, hugging the taller boy. "Mike, Mike it's really you!"

"Janet... just for good measure." Calhoun whispered. Janet nodded in response.

"Pardon me." She said, taking out a scanner. "Yup, that's his code, alright."

"Jiminy jamity, Mike, how did you make it out of there?" Felix asked.

"Guys, look... I figured out how to reset the game and fix everything. But first-"

"But nothing. We're shutting this game down." Janet said, about to give the order.

"Janet, please wait." Mike said, getting her attention. "I learned something from all of this, remembering what you told me about villains and vulnerability, and-... not... not all of us are born villains, not all of us choose to become them. I- If these guys, my- my friends, the ones who saw better in me hadn't given me a chance, I would have just given into my terrible backstory. But... there's a girl, a little girl in there who needs that second chance. You remember what happened with Vanellope, how she was supposed to be nothing but a glitch, a mistake, and she isn't." Mike pleaded. "There's another little girl in there who needs that same second chance, so I'm asking you... please let me reset the game."

Janet exhaled slowly, glancing at Calhoun for a moment. "Fine. But if you're not back in twenty minutes we're coming in there." Janet said. "You have to remember there are many other lives at stake here. You can't forget that."

Jeremy sighed a bit. "Mike, you have seriously got to explain to me what is going on when this is finally over. Between you supposedly having a sister and me having a dad, my head is seriously screwed up trying to figure it out."

"I promise, Jer, that I will explain all this the minute my sister is okay." Mike replied. "And... I'm sorry I kept ditching you and leaving you out of the loop. That wasn't right."

"No, I'm sorry for being thick-headed and not being supportive, and-"

"Sorry to interrupt this reunion…" Calhoun suddenly butted in. "… but I think we have important business to settle."

The six individuals were tense as they reentered the game. Upon doing do, everything was silent.

"I don't like this. There were still a few creepers around here." Felix said.

"Let's just hurry. We have to turn the clock to 6:00 am and then the game will be reset." Mike replied.

"Where IS the clock?" Jeremy asked.

"Wouldn't it be in the code room?" Vanellope spoke up. "Or at least somewhere near it?"

"It's in the small security room that you guys had apparently been held hostage in. Should be down the hall here... here it is." Mike entered, he and Jeremy working on getting it to change. They finally managed it, backing up as the game started to reset.

Calhoun stood guard, ready to fire at anything that might stop them from doing this. Ralph had his large fists clenched, Vanellope behind him, as he stood next to Calhoun.

Mike and Jeremy exited the room, walking past to see Funtime Freddy and Foxy on the stage, though they were still. The two made their way through Ballora gallery, the two seeing her and the Minireenas also being still. They went inside the Breaker room, Mike inhaling.

"... HandUnit?"

They heard something activate, machinery whirring. "Michael. You managed to reset the game and restore my programming. For that reason, I am indebted to you. However, despite your efforts, one of our most important files have become corrupted and cannot be fixed."

Mike felt his heart sink. "It... it isn't Baby, is it?"

"No." HandUnit replied, Mike sighing with relief. "It is our second technician. I also cannot locate him."

Mike nodded slowly. "Maybe that's for the best." He sighed. "I want to speak to Baby."

"Much will need to be done to repair the damage she has caused. I am going to have to-"

"Please." Mike said. "HandUnit, there was a time that I was just as cold and unfeeling as Baby seems to you. But I learned that I didn't have to be what I was supposed to become. I could have all the wonderful things that had been taken from me in my back story. Love. A family. Baby can see the same future, but I was lucky enough to have been given that chance. If you never let her have that chance, if you keep her in this prison... then like I was a prisoner in my own game, that's all she'll be. That's all she- the animatronics here... will know. And they'll hate you for it."

"... I was programmed to keep this game in order, mike, in more ways than one." He started. "And despite my best efforts, I failed. So this time, I must try something new..." He paused a moment. "Perhaps... I can try your idea."

"Can't we just, keep the real Baby outside the game with us, and then you guys use a hologram or something of her?" Jeremy suggested.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, we must have similar programming... that was exactly what my next command prompt was going to be." He said in a somewhat cheerful tone, the pair smiling as they made their way towards Circus Baby gallery.

"He's kinda whacked, but I could get used to this 'Mr. Fitzgerald' stuff." Jeremy can't help but chuckle. "So, Mike, guess you got yourself two sisters now, huh?"

"Yeah... that's what I hope." He says, stopping when he saw Baby in her control room once they made their way through the vent. He approached her slowly, and she tilted her head a bit. "Baby... I came to-"

"I know about everything." She said. "We all do. Mike... I did a truly terrible thing... but... I couldn't stop myself. A part of me... didn't want to stop it."

"And that part of you is gone now, Baby. Just like that part of me is." Mike said.

"But Mike... they all remember. Others will hate me... or be afraid of me. I've done many bad things. We all have. Maybe we're in this prison for a reason." She said.

"No. Baby, listen to me. We're speaking with HandUnit and-"

"I know everything you're doing, Mike. No matter what any of us do... we'll always end up back here. We'll always be put back somehow. It was just like when we were children. We were powerless to change what he wanted for us. We still are."

"No we aren't. Baby, Goldie- er, Fredbear... promised me a long time ago he would find some way to put me back together, and he did. I have a family now, friends. They see me for who I am, not who I was in my back story. You are stronger than that, Baby. You all are."

"Uh... Mike..." Jeremy said, the two turning around to see that Ballora, Funtime Foxy, Freddy, the Biddybabs and Minireenas were all standing in the control room, watching them.

"Baby... they all look to you to lead them." Mike said.

"They follow me out of fear."

"They don't have to anymore. I'm sure they're just as hurt and frustrated as you are. When you've gone through things like that... you're willing to do anything to break out of it. Even the bad stuff. You don't have to do that anymore. Please, Baby. You can be free. They can all be free. But you have to make the choice, like I did. When you do that... he can't hurt you anymore."

Baby looked up, her glowing green eyes scanning the room. She then looked at Mike once again.

"Yes, Mike. That's what we really want." She said.

Jeremy scratched a bit under his cap. "One thing though... what happened to Afton? I mean, did he just disappear into thin air?"

"... Jeremy, the second technician wasn't Afton. It was me. The part of me I was SUPPOSED to become. The part of me that followed in his footsteps." Mike replied.

"Whoa, hang on, so...your alternate self was here? Creepy."

"Hey boys! I- woah." Calhoun said, the other animatronics turning when she entered Baby's control room. "Uh... Janet's asking for an update, stat."

Mike smiled. "So, Baby? What will it be?"

She hesitated for a moment, looking around the room. "I... would like to try... living with all of you. And... try to be kind."

"It's all right, Calhoun, these guys are gonna be in good hands from now on." Mike smiled at the sergeant reassuringly.

Calhoun blinked, her hand dropping from where she was reaching for her holster. She cleared her throat. "I see. Well, good work everyone."

Vanellope glitched out of the game, happily reporting that she would assisting the characters inside with the move into their new home. Janet arrived inside with her squad, giving all the characters a check over. Baby made sure that they complied before figuring out a way to download HandUnit onto the elevator keypad and detach it from the wall to make it mobile.

"Well, it certainly feels nice to be out and about." Handy said when he was brought out from the game along with the other characters. "The basic programming of the game will control the holograms, it can virtually run itself."

"If that's the case, then why were YOU all necessary?" Janet wondered aloud.

Once the other animatronics were escorted to Felix's game, the older animatronics emerged, curious yet hesitant of the newcomers. Mike and Jeremy go somewhere to talk in private in the meantime, apologizing to each other and making up. Foxy wasn't sure about letting Balloon Boy near any of the new animatronics, but Ralph eventually convinced him it was okay. The Sugar Rush kids came over later, all of them thinking the Bonnie hand puppet was adorable.

Felix looked on at the scene. "You know Ralph... it's a surprise to me every time something like this happens."

"What do you mean?" Ralph asked.

"The friends we missed out on... the ones they missed out on... kind of like us." Felix replied.

Ralph smiled. "Yeah... you got that right, pal."

"Hey Ralph, look!" Vanellope exclaimed as the chattering quieted down. The Sugar Rush kids and animatronics watched as little Mike slowly approached Baby, the animatronics still for some time. After a few moments, she slowly crouched down a bit so she was more on his level.

"... Mike?" She asked softly.

"... Charlie?" Little Mike blinked. "Why are you inside this animatronic?"

Baby looked down at her hands. "Father put me in here. Just like he put Sammy inside of Funtime Freddy... and he put mother inside of Ballora. And Foxy... you loved Foxy even when Sammy used him to frighten you."

"Fredbear was always my favorite." Little Mike smiled.

"Mine... too..." Baby replied. "I... let you... get hurt. I... let them break you... and... it broke all of us... so... I tried to put us all back together... but the pieces didn't fit right. I did something bad... I was mean, and I lied, like father. But I don't want to be that way anymore. I want to be how we used to be." Baby lifted her head to look up at Mike. As he smiled at her, Jeremy hugged an arm around his shoulders, a smile of his own forming. He glanced back at Henry, the man nodding a bit unsurely. He still was wary about the Aftons present, but trusted his son's judgement.

Little Mike slowly reached his hands out, going to hug Baby the best he could with his small arms. Baby blinked, hugging him gently back. Some oil leaked from her eyes, crying.

"Never thought I'd get a family reunion like this..." Mike chuckled once he is able to get his own hug in.

Vanellope and Ralph looked on at the scene. "Welp, looks like we have some new friends... kinda lucky we've been able to eventually have that charm on all these hunks of metal."

"Well, it's not the first time a little horror worked that charm on me." Ralph laughed as Vanellope punched him playfully. "Maybe now you have some extra help with baking."

Vanellope thought to herself then. "Baking..." She said to herself, a smile growing on her face.

The very next day, characters emerged from their games to see a huge setup of cupcakes ice cream, and other goodies. The shiny animatronics joined their older counterparts as Vanellope got on a megaphone, announcing a bake sale to fund Janet's program to help them as well as other characters accept and overcome their backstory. The place was swarmed with hands ready to give gold coin, minireenas and biddybabs springing into action to give out treats and collect the money. As Janet approached the setup, she looked around, smiling as she nodded to herself.

"Cupcake?" Janet turned when Mike approached her, smiling.

"Well, look at you." Janet pat his shoulder. "So... you managed to pull it off, huh?"

"Guess so... but I didn't do it alone." He glanced back at his friends, Jeremy taking a moment to smile at him.

"Mike... Calhoun briefed me what happened in there." Janet said. "Not many of us have had to literally face ourselves. I know that must have been rough. But Mike... you proved that you're stronger. So with that said... I'm closing your case." She smiled.

"Couldn't be happier." Mike nodded. "I have all the family I need. There's nothing else I need to know from my past to tell me that."

"Hey Mike! Stop slacking and start cracking open these tubs of ice cream!" Vanellope giggled.

"Well, better follow the president's orders." Mike chuckled. "See you around, Janet. And... thanks for everything."

She nodded. "You did the work, Mike."

As the day progressed, the characters came to love the new animatronics, and they came to love their new family of friends. Even Hand Unit, who wheeled around in his new keypad body with stick arms, had been accepted by them and the others as a friend. They were all relieved of the tyranny ruling them in the dark, cold underground facility where light and joy did not exist. They would find a home in Felix's and Vanellope's game as the others had... and now, Mike was certain he could finally lay his past to rest and focus on the brighter future ahead.

That night, after a successful day, everyone slept soundly and the animatronics shut down for the evening to recharge. All was quiet and still.

A twitch. In one of the apartment rooms nestled in Fix-it-Felix Jr., the two oldest animatronics shared a room, Goldie slumped over in slumber. His counterpart across from him however, stiffened their joints as flashes of visual code flickered beneath his worn eyelids.

He saw smoke. So much smoke, it was hard to really see anything else. Then, he heard a voice.

"Father. It's me, Michael. I did it. I found it. It was right where you said it would be. They were all there... they didn't recognize me at first, but... then, they thought I was you..." A chuckle. "And I found her... I put her back together, just like you asked me to. She's free now... but something is wrong with me. I should be dead... but I'm not. I've been living in shadows... this part of me. There's only one thing left for me to do now. I'm going to come find you... I'm going to come find you..."

Springtrap jolted awake then, sitting straight up as his eyes blinked and flickered lightly. After a few moments, he slowly looked over to see Goldie staring at him. He didn't have to ask, he already knew that he saw what he did. There was only one thing that they both knew in that moment.

It wasn't over. Something was still out there.

And like them, it just woke up.

And that is where we end it here, ladies and gentlemen. As I said before, thank you for sticking with this series and motivating me to continue it. Every one of these installments have been fun to plan and write and be creative with, and your support has meant so much to me. I feel like with each story, there is a central focus that helps these characters to progress together, such as making important bonds, solving an unsolvable mystery, saving an innocent life by vanquishing a harrowing evil. This time, the message was that despite where you began, good or bad, that it is the choices you have made, what you have done with that you were given, that truly defines who you are. The three "sides" of Mike we have now seen- the protagonist, child Mike, and now, the "canon" Mike- what he allowed his past to make him become. It is a metaphorical comparison of what we are all faced in life. Will we allow ourselves to be influenced by evil, negativity, or will we overcome it and become our own person, the best we can be? My hope with the stories I have been writing, especially over the last couple years, is that readers can walk away with a message, or if at the very least, a feeling of inspiration, positivity, motivation. With that said, I hope you enjoyed what this installment had to offer. I hope to continue writing more stories for all of you in the future. Until then, keep an eye out for upcoming projects if you like, and see you next time! With much love, ~Kapra.