Stuck in the PizzaPlex

Talks of "Home"

Caytor looks around as they walk through the track, ducking behind a few cactus that were propped up and spots the starting point of the race.

"And somewhere around here..." Gregory pushes into the salon and Caytor blinks to see Roxanne charging on the spot. Caytor walks you to the animatronic, and it takes a few moments before Roxanne turns on, her yellow eyes blinking and adjusting, ears twitching.

"Hello, Gregory!" she waves before looking down to see Caytor staring up at her.

"Who's-" she began.

"This is Caytor. Friends dared him to steal a plushie, he got stuck here, and we need to wait until 6 A.M." Gregory explains. Caytor hums before yawning.

"Getting tired, kid?" Gregory asks and Caytor nods his head.

"Yeah, same." Roxanne says with a tired smile.

"You just woke up?" Gregory asks, somewhat puzzled.

"Tired." she snipes back.

Caytor giggles before hugging Roxanne out of habit whenever tired, making the animatronic still before she hugs him back. Gregory smiles fondly, seeing the animatronic make an expression of her happily crying with a wobbly smile.

"Alright then, you two can stay here and get some rest. I just got some notifications of something going on in the lobby." Gregory says.

"Okay." Caytor hugs him before waving as the security guard leaves.

"Hey, kid, wanna race?" Roxanne asks with a grin.

"What kind?" Caytor asks with a yawn.

Roxanne stares at the boy as he blinks sleepily up at her, hands loosening on the straps of his backpack before humming, trying to think of an idea. "Actually, nevermind. Want to look around the Beauty Salon?" she suggests.

"Mhm." Caytor hums sleepily, taking the animatronic's hand carefully and letting her guide him towards the back. Opening his eyes after yawning again, he sees that there was a ball pit, several boxes, and a swing set. "These are back here?" he yawns. "Why?" he looks up at Roxanne.

"For the kids that aren't able to go on the racecars. There's a certain height limit. And back then, Gregory was a bit too short to ride them." she explains.

Caytor hums and stares back at the area around him before tightening his grip. "I don't want this night to end," he admits, forcing his eyes awake. Roxanne looks at him before she brings him inside.

Opening the curtains to her small stage, she sits down and sets the boy down next to her. "What do you mean, kid?" she asks, taking the backpack off him and setting it down by his feet, voice quiet.

"Tonight has been the best night ever." Caytor mumbles, eyes growing heavy. "Everyone hates me back there, but here... everyone here doesn't. This might be the only night where I won't get yelled at and..." Caytor yawns and leans his head against Roxanne's arm, eyes opened narrowly. "And have good food for once."

Roxanne glances down at the boy before looking off. "What is your home like?"

Caytor stares before tears begin to roll down his face and blur his vision. Why was he crying? "I don't have a home." he tells her.

Roxanne turns her head slightly to stare at him as Caytor sniffles.

"I-I know that my friends aren't the best, they're the entire reason I'm hated there... b-but they were the closest thing that I want in a family. A l-loving family..." he choked over his tears and rubs his arm over his eyes to stop himself from crying only to open his eyes slightly when Roxanne pulls him up and onto her lap to hug him.

Caytor stares blankly before hiccupping and hugging her back. "M-Mister Gregory... h-he's like the big brother I never had. A-And even though I've just met the other animatronics a-and you... you are like a big family that always do things together, and goof around or annoy the hell out of each other... I can't have that myself, even if it sounds selfish of me."

Roxanne hugs him tighter with a quiet smile. "Yeah... We really are that, huh?" she murmurs.

"Mhm..." he nods his head, sniffling and shivering.

"Get some sleep, kid. I'll go and find Gregory." she says, picking him up and grabbing his back.

Caytor nodded his head, sniffling and finally closing his tired eyes, the rocking and rhythmic steps of Roxanne's feet lulled him to sleep.

Gregory sighs heavily, making it to the Atrium once more with Freddy, Chica, and Monty in tow.

"Seems like the person shouting right outside the door is demanding for Caytor." Gregory sighs heavily, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Who is this Caytor?" Freddy asks.

"A kid that got stuck in the PizzaPlex. Bad influences around him, and... he doesn't really have a place to go. And that woman outside is his supervisor from this shady orphanage." Gregory explains, them all hurrying to the right floor before seeing Roxanne walking over.

"Roxy!" Monty calls.

"Heya, gang." she says in a hushed voice. "What was going on outside?" she asks, meeting them halfway.

"Caytor's supervisor is being really entitled and yelling at the doors to open outside." Gregory explains simply. "How is he?" he adds.

"Got a bit too tired. But he told me a few things..." Roxanne says, Freddy staring at the boy in Roxanne's arms as the animatronic allowed him to hold the sleeping child.