My Heart Made Of Metal

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Hello! My name is Chica the Chicken! I'm the backup singer for The Freddy Fazbear Band. You may have heard of my home before, Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. You may have even been There as a kid when you were younger!

\That Night/

The manager was closing the doors, when a man that looked like he was 25 came in with the security uniform on. "Ok Mike, this is your office. Your shift ends at 6 A.M." He nods and heads into the office.
We finally get to move! I think to myself.

The clock that signals 3 makes me excited. This means I get to move now. I set down my cupcake and walk off stage. "Oi! Where are you going!" Freddy yells at me when I was going to Foxy's curtain."I was going to go to the kitchen?" I say in a higher voice than usual. He gave me the skunk eye, he didn't believe me. "Go to the kitchen, but not Foxy's curtain." I hang my head and walk to the kitchen. One of these days, I'll sneak past Freddy.

I walk past his curtain, and his head is already poking out. "Hi Foxy!" I say to him while waving. He looks at me with his eyes squinted. He did not enjoy my company. I feel like I just got punched so hard, I flinch and close my eyes. I walk to the kitchen and throw a pizza pan at the door. I start throwing pots and pans everywhere and I can feel my oil streaming down my cheeks. (A/N that's their way of crying)

I slide on the wall to the floor. I hold my head and the oil is like a river now. I get myself together and go to the office. Killing guards always makes me feel better. He turned on the light, jumped, and closed the door. Smart guard. The clock chimed and the guard left for his car. I'll get you one day.

/That morning\

The manager came through the door and a man in a jean-blue jumpsuits trailed him. He holds a scarlet toolbox that has rust on the corners. "Ok, Jim, thanks for coming in such short notice. My daughter had this dream about the animatronics and you're here to make it come true. Right?" The manager looks at Jim. "That's why you pay me." Jim answers with a smile. The manager, Martin, leads Jim to the stage where I'm standing.

Jim looks at us and opens his toolbox. "You've got it from here? You have the sketch I gave you, right?" Martin asks Jim. Jim nods and pulls off Freddy's head to reveal a tangle of cords and metal. Martin walks off the stage and says goodbye to Jim. He waves and Martin leaves for his car. "Ok Freddy, let's make you look human." Jim says with a glimmer in his eyes.

*After humanization*

"Well, that was harder than I thought." Jim exhales and whipped his brow with the back of his hand. He gathers his tools scattered across the stage and drops them in the box. He steps off the stage and leaves, but not after locking up. It's a Monday, so the pizzeria is closed to the public. We all loosen and look at each other. I gasp as I see Freddy and Bonnie look like human teen boys.

"Ch-Chica, look down." Bonnie says to me. He stutters, even though Jim fixed our voice boxes. I move my head down and see two circular objects on my chest, blocking my view. I look at Freddy and Bonnie with a confused look on my face. "What are these things?" I say grabbing them with my human hands. No bolts or spherical joints in sight. We look completely human, but we don't have soft suites like humans do.

Freddy turns red and Bonnie's eyes grow large. "What? What are they?" I ask again, stepping closer to them. WE CAN WALK! Freddy looks at me. "They're called boobs." I feel my face get hot, I know now. "Oh, right." I walk to the bathroom to get a real look at myself. Once I see what I look like, I gasp. I have a long golden braid that stopped at my mid-thigh, pale peach skin, a half shirt that hugs my boobs that ties behind my head that reads my "Let's Eat!!!!!" slogan, short ripped shorts that stop just 3 inches above the tips of my hair (which are red), and my glowing purple eyes.

I walk out of the bathroom and see that Foxy ran out of Pirate's Cove. My heart flutters as he glances at me. Freddy and Bonnie look over at me too, and they just roll there eyes. Freddy has a black tux and saddle shoes on with his top hat and his mic on stage with my cupcake. I call her sprinkles. Bonnie has on a purple striped vest with a white long sleeved button up shirt underneath, his red bow tie, and tight dark purple pants on. Foxy had a red pirate's coat and a puffy white shirt under that, grayish-black pants, two belts crossing on his hips, and a beige cloth tied with the belts. His hair is long and red like his coat. We all had our ears, except me (lol).

"Wow," Foxy now starring at me. "Chica, ye look..." I glare at him and walk on stage to get Sprinkles. I pick her up and walk to the office. But I stop at the kitchen to grab a box of pizza. I turn on the camera and listen in on their conversation. "She used to fancy me. What happened to the lass?" Freddy glares at Foxy and slaps him. I pump my fist in the air and take a bite of pizza to celebrate. "What have I done to deserve that, ye land loving scoundrel!" Bonnie slits his eyes at Foxy. "How about you take a hint, you seafaring scum!" He yells at him. I grab another slice and put my feet on the desk. I just noticed, I'm wearing orange high heels and dirty-yellow ripped stockings, lol. I go back to their fighting. "She loves you for every year we've been together, and you only now like Chica because she looks different? You make me sick." Freddy scolds Foxy.

Bonnie's ears perk up and her hears me hit the camera button. Chicken sticks! He ignores my eavesdropping and winks at the camera. I roll my eyes and shake my head while smiling. Bonnie is a goofball. "Yar, ye don't understand thy's feelings. I am but a fox who saw the lass as meal." Foxy tried to explain. It takes every cable in my steel suite not to scream at him. "Laws of nature?! Bullshit! You're made of steel! You're not a real fox! You don't deserve Chica, all she did was love you and you saw her as dinner." Bonnie is being a little harsh. Foxy pins his ears back and tucks his tail between his legs. I've had enough of this fighting.

Foxy's ears perk up and his tail wags when he spots me. Freddy and Bonnie turn their heads to see me holding Sprinkles with my hand on my hip. "That's enough fighting. You don't have to kill poor Foxy." Bonnie and Freddy both drop their ears and sit on the stage. I walk over to them, set down Sprinkles, and give them both a kiss on the cheek as a thanks. They smile at me and I take the spot in front of Foxy.

 "Would you like to explain yourself?" I ask him and put my hand on my hips. He lowers his head a little and sighs. "Ye would only get mad at me pretty lassie." I drop my arms and sake my head. "I will if you don't tell me the truth." He glanced over at Freddy and Bonnie. They were watching his every move. Foxy looked back at me and took a deep breath. "I only disliked the,  was that I thought ye were only were seducing thyself to attract Bonnie's 'art." He tells me then lowers his head. "Are you Cag Mag (insane)?!" Foxy lifts his head and looks at me puzzled. "The only heart I was trying to attract was yours! Is yours!" He smiles at me and kisses my hand. I blushed and hug him. Freddy and Bonnie applaud.

I take a bow and walk Foxy to Pirate's cove to talk. "You know lass," Foxy starts as we reach the curtain. "She who shines like the sea can only be loved by the blackest of hearts." I almost melted like metal he is so hot. "The sirens lead the sea dogs to crash by thy voices, but a beautiful lass like thyself leads me mateys to shore to be loved upon." His words hook me and I can feel my heart pounding. Foxy's words may sound old, but they ad romanticist to them. "My voice like a sirens can only lure but only you, my pirate." Foxy smiles and leans close to me. I close my eyes and wait for it.

The kiss fills my body with warmpth as I feel him on my lips. I inch closer him and sit in his lap. Foxy moves his hands to my lower back as I move into him more. I press my torso into his and hook my legs around his back so my legs are wraped around his hips. Foxy gently pushes his toung in my mouth and slides his hands to my ass. That sly fox. The clock chimes that signals 11:50. I unhook my legs and leave a lipstick stain on his cheek. I walk back to the show stage and get into position. I will never forget the day I win Foxy's heart.

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