A Few Haunted Nights (Frexy)

Quarter for Spread

-Foxy Pov-

     I woke up in my bed, even though I didn't remember going there last night. All I can remember was slamming into something really hard last night. I do remember Chica carrying me somewhere, and then Freddy carrying me somewhere else, but the more I tried to think about last night, the more my head hurt.

     I felt around, trying to see if I could feel what was wrong before making my way to the mirror that Chica got for me. I looked and saw that my head had a dent in it, and it was right where my central control chip was. 

     Out of nowhere I started shaking, and then my whole body pulsed with electricity for about 3 seconds before I fell to the floor panting. I put my hand to the dent and winced in pain, knowing that I couldn't perform in this much pain. 

     I made my way out to Freddy so I could tell him that I couldn't perform, but I heard him and Chica talking in the kitchen, so I listened in to their conversation

-Freddy Pov-

     "I'm going to look online tomorrow to see if I can find a mechanic or vet or something who can check up on Foxy." Chica told me. "I was thinking of hiring an expert, so that we can get-" 

     "Remember we don't have an unlimited budget, so we have to make sure that whoever we hire will fix him and be affordable at the same time, got it?" I interrupted. "We have to make sure that Foxy doesn't attack them too though..."

     "Well, who's his best friend out of the four of us?" Chica asked.

     "I don't know, I'll have to ask him. In the meantime, make sure the pizzas and cakes are all cooked and baked. Also make sure Bonnie is cleaning up the bathrooms too. I heard some kids talking about somebody getting sick and throwing up in there, so we have to make sure that it's all cleaned up before our first guests get here." I said, heading towards the door.

     "Got it." She said, following me out. When I opened the door, we went our separate ways, me to Pirate's Cove. I looked around behind the curtains, but all I find is an eye patch. Wait, Foxy never takes off his eye patch! I pick it up and make my way inside.

     I open the door to find Foxy frantically looking around. He looks up at me and sighs. He's covering his eye, which means that he most likely lost his eye patch. "Cap'n, there ye are. I been looking all over for me eye patch, have ye seen it?" I hold out his eye patch, and he smiles. "Thank ye, Cap'n!"

     He walks over and puts his eye patch on, before hugging me. His fur was warm and comforting, but I blushed and he pulled away quickly. "Cap'n, I have a problem with performing. If I remember correctly, I banged me head against something by accident last night, and my head be throbbing. I don't know if I'll be able to tell stories to the children today." He explained.

     "Adding on to what you said, Chica said she saw you jump towards the security guard as he closed the door in front of you. We're all worried that something happened to your central control chip." I told him, reaching out and touching the dent. 

     He yelped and backed away, and I realized that it really must hurt a lot. "I'm sorry you're in so much pain, but I'll help you get through the day. Tonight, Chica's going to try and find someone who can help you out, okay?"

     "O-o-okay." He said, taking a step closer.

     "Now if you need anything, I'll get it for you, okay? For now, you should get some rest, maybe snuggle with that Freddy plushie of yours." He blushed wildly and turned away as quickly as possible.

     "How did you know about that?" He asked, his cheeks still bright red as he laid down on his bed.

     "After you were knocked out, Chica carried you to the cove, but not all the way to your bed. So I picked you up and carried you to your room, and when I did I saw the plush." I told him. I grabbed Freddy and put him right next to Foxy's snout, his eyes shutting slowly. "Good night." I said, walking away.

-Chica Pov-

     I watched as Freddy made his way from Pirate's Cove over to the stage, just in time before the first kids ran through the front door. They were so happy to see us all sing our songs, but they all got bored very fast, and wanted to hear some of Foxy's stories.

     "Sorry kids, but Foxy has a boo-boo, so he can't make it to tell his stories today. In the meantime, you could try some of our yummy pizza!" All the frowns and pouting turned quickly into happy faces at the mention of pizza. I wiped my hand over my forehead in relief, very glad they were so fast to give up their favorite pirate fox for some food.

     "Will he be okay?" One girl asked still standing in front of the cove. 

     "Yes, of course he will, but he has to take the next few days off, okay?" I told her, trying to reassure her that everything would be fine.

     "Okay, thank you!" She said, hugging my leg. I was glad to see that she was happy.

-Time Skip-

     After a couple of hours most of the kids had left being replaced by new ones. The only kid who didn't leave was the girl. Probably hoping that Foxy would come out and tell her a story, she was still standing in front of Pirate's Cove, waiting. We started to sing another song, and after we were finished, she was gone. 

     "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!"

     CRUNCH!

     That was all I heard coming from somewhere near the cove. As Freddy tried to calm down the kids and their parents, I ran inside to find Foxy kneeling before the girl. A bite had been taken out of her frontal lobe, and Foxy's whole mouth was filled with blood and bones. I held my hand over my mouth and ran out, shutting the curtains behind me so nobody else would see.

     "FREDDY! FREDDY!" I yelled running over to him. "Foxy. . . Cove. . . Kid. . . Bit. . ." was all I could manage to say while panting. 

     "Bonnie, talk to the people, Chica go now!" I knew that he meant I had to find someone right then, and I ran behind the stage to the computer. I looked around at vets, then mechanics, and found someone that would do it for only $200! Now that's a deal if I've ever seen one!

-Foxy Pov-

     My head was throbbing, and I was glitching. I kept thinking back to the nightmare that I had, and how I had attacked the night guard. I replayed it over and over in my mind, getting more and more used to the sight of death.

     "Hello?" I heard a voice say from just outside the door.

     "Who goes there?" I snapped imagining the night guard. Whatever happened next, I never truly understood. My mind was filled with the thoughts of killing, and just when the door opened, I lunged at the security guard. I picked them up and stuffed them in my mouth before biting down.

     They were screaming and kicking, but I didn't care. I bit down harder and harder until I heard a crack. At the same time that I tore their head out, I felt my jaw snap. I began to chew and eat the chunk out of her head, swallowing the bite just before the curtains swished open. Chica looked down at me in horror, but I couldn't talk properly.

     I probably just broke my jaw. I tried to move it and was completely unsuccessful.  I reached up and touched it, and it was fine, but I pushed some more and my head pounded in pain. My jaw was definitely broken.

     Then Freddy ran in, and I tried to smile. "Freddy look! I finally got the security-" Pain. All I felt was a sharp pain in my stomach, and I realized it was actually Freddy punching me. I succumbed to the pain, leaning over and clutching my stomach. 

     Then he kicked me and I slid all the way back into my room, where he closed the door and locked it from the outside. I passed out on the floor, shocked by why he was so upset with me. I got up and picked at my teeth, pulling out some strands of hair. 

     Wait, I thought the security guard had brown hair? I got onto my bed and fell asleep, hoping that Freddy had just hurt me as a sick joke of some kind, and that I actually didn't do something wrong.