FNaF SB: The Cursed Captain (Glamrock Foxy x Roxanne Wolf)

Chapter 22

Foxy: Whew! Foxy nearly collapsed as he entered Rockstar Row. I really need to loosen up my joints... Gosh, it's like they're locked up or something.

"Monty! I'm here!" He yelled, beelining it to Monty's Green Room, only to be tackled by something. Foxy's adrenaline kicked in, and he swiftly smashed its head against the wall with his hook. What in the world is this thing? Foxy took his hook out of a strange-looking Staff Bot's head. Well, strange is an understatement. That thing is creepy as heck... Those black tear streaks look incredibly familia- "OOF!"

Foxy felt a claw smash into the back of his head, momentarily stunned by the pain. Four more bots lifted him up and threw him across the hallway before pinning him to the ground. All at once, the Bots tried pulling his limbs off. OW Gosh! Get the heck OFF! Foxy flailed around as the Bots fingers dug into his casing, trying to rip it off.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!!!" A snarl echoed through the air, and suddenly, Roxy leaped out of nowhere, tackling all four bots off Foxy. Fueled by rage, she started tearing the bots apart, limb by limb. Their wheels, arms, and heads flying in every direction. Foxy slowly stood up, slightly scared at the ferocity she showed. By the stars, she's incredible. He noticed another Bot sneak up on her and tried to intercept it. But Roxy turned, ripped its head clean off, then started violently shredding its body.

As Roxy crushed the final bot's head with her claws, Foxy ran up and hugged her. "Thank you, Roxy. I honestly thought I was done for. Um, Are you hurt at all?" he asked, stepping back to check for injuries, concern evident in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Foxy, I'm perfectly fine. Look at what I did to those Bots!" Roxy wrapped her arms around Foxy, pulling him closer. A hint of pride in her voice. She's incredible, not just in battle but in everything. "Just need to redo my claws," she reassured him with a playful smile, her fluffy tail wagging happily.

Foxy agreed, a warm feeling swelling in his chest. "You took them Bots down like a true champion." They quickly kissed, momentarily forgetting their surroundings.

"Alright, lovebirds, enough smoochin'. Go to your own room." Monty interrupted. Foxy jumped at his booming voice. The gator only had cracks on his casing and was missing his glasses but was otherwise fine.

Embarrassed, Foxy looked away, but Roxy hugged him, her tail wrapping around his leg. "Monty, you should be thanking us for helping you against these things," she retorted, snuggling closer to Foxy.

"I only recall asking Foxy for his help, not yours, you stupid mutt," Monty rolled his eyes. "Anyways, thanks, Foxy, for your help. Now, clean up this mess." Monty shot Roxy one last disgusted look and stomped back into his room.

...

"Why are y'all up so early?" Officer Fitzgerald asked, stepping out of the Repair Cylinder.

"Oh, the usual." Foxy started. The couple decided to discard the Staff Bots in Parts and Service. Foxy quickly dumped a bunch of arms and limbs into a bin full of parts as Roxy handed one of the heads to Fitz. "Just some nightmare-fuel Staff Bots attacking Monty."

As Foxy explained the situation, Fitz examined the head. "I recognize the face, but this design isn't in our staff bot roster," she said, puzzled. Strange times call for strange bots, I guess. Foxy tilted his head.

Roxy tossed the bot parts into a bin and rejoined Foxy, snuggling up to him with her tail wagging happily. Foxy wrapped his arm around her, side-hugging her. Fitz smiled, watching the couple's display of affection.

"You know," Fitz started, typing something on the main console computer.

More time together? Foxy's ears perked up at the idea. That sounds perfect.

Roxy's tail went wild with happiness. "I'd love that," she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Fitz grabbed some tools. "Nice. Now, I'll schedule Foxy for the birthday party with you tomorrow. It's for a little girl you might recognize, Roxy. Have a good night, you two."

As Fitz re-entered the Repair Cylinder, Foxy, and Roxy rode the elevator back up to Rockstar Row. Roxy hugged Foxy and snuggled up to him, and Foxy whispered, "I'm excited to meet this young lass at the birthday party."

"You'll love her, Foxy. She's a sweetie," Roxy said, kissing him. The two arrived in the back of Roxy's Green Room, hearing some arguing from Freddy's Green Room, but decided to ignore it. On the couch, they fell asleep, cuddling and hugging each other.

...............

Roxy woke slowly in the warmth of Foxy's embrace, his arm snuggly wrapped around her. He's so adorable. She thought, gently brushing her hand over his cheek. Gosh, I love him so much. She quickly pressed her nose against his and got off the couch.

Today is a big day! Roxy smiled as she brushed her hair. It's Cassie's birthday! Oh, I can't wait to see her again! Roxy resisted jumping with joy and started putting on some makeup. It's been so long since I last saw her... When was the last time I saw her... She frowned, struggling to recall the exact moment. Whatever, I'll make sure everything is perfect this time. All her friends will be here, and she'll meet Foxy!

Roxy looked at the time and decided to wake her beloved fox. She finished brushing her tail and gently shook him awake.

"Huh? Wha- what's happening?" Foxy stammered, looking around before seeing Roxy and breathing a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Foxy. No need to be so dramatic." Roxy playfully rolled her eyes and booped Foxy's nose. Unable to resist, Roxy leaned in and gently kissed him.

As they got ready for the day, Roxy and Foxy walked out and checked the schedule on a tablet. No morning concert? Perfect. She leaned into Foxy, "How about we set up the Roxy Raceway for the birthday party?" The excitement in her eyes mirrored her joyous tail wagging.

"Sounds like a plan," Foxy nudged her, their tails twirling together.

At the Roxy Raceway, the couple cleaned out the main party garage, decorating it with balloons and plushies. Presents were stacked neatly, and Roxy ordered a carrot cake.

While Roxy was setting up a go-kart, Gregory suddenly sneaked behind her and startled her. "You little brat, can't you see we're busy?" Roxy growled, slightly embarrassed.

"Shhhh!" Gregory hushed her and looked around before whispering, "I've got something to show you, Roxy."

"I already told you I'm busy," Roxanne snapped, turning back to the kart. "Now get lost."

"Come on, Roxy!" Gregory pleaded, grabbing her hand. "I really need to show you!"

"Ugh, fine!" Roxanne stepped away from the boy, stealing a glance back at Foxy. "It better be quick because Foxy and I have a very important birthday later."

Gregory nodded and quietly led her out of the garage and under the Raceway through the old burning room. Memories flooded Roxy's mind of the last time she was there, how Gregory mauled her with a kart. Then he stole her eyes and left her to rot.

"Why are we here?" Roxy questioned, keeping her tail close to avoid a flame emerging from the floor.

"Keep it down," Gregory looked through a hole in the wall leading to the old crash site. "I think I found something to help get rid of Vanny. It's on the other side."

"You know where we are, right?" Roxy frowned, skeptical of the kid's goal. She growled as she followed Gregory to the old crash site. "Why are we down here?"

Gregory, avoiding eye contact, revealed a familiar controller. He pressed it, and unbearable pain surged through Roxy's body. She fell to her knees, optics glitching, vision fuzzy, gripping her head.

"Gregory! What the hell are you doing?" Roxy gritted her teeth. She tried to claw him as he walked past but missed, her vision blurring.

"I'm sorry, Roxy. It was my life or Foxy's, and mine's more important." Gregory walked away.

Left alone in agony, Roxy saw Vanny emerge from the shadows, greeting her with a sinister smile. "̵We̵ll̴, ̴we̵ll̴, R̵o̴xy̵.̵ L̴on̵g̵ tim̴e̵ no̷ se̶e."