"Dumb Fox." You mutter, staring back at the fox peering from behind the curtains. He looked straight at you then smiled a sharp toothed smile, narrowing his eyes. You switch the camera to the Stage, but your luck was getting worse. The bunny was gone, and the chicken and bear were staring at you. You quickly try to find the bunny, but with no avail. You put the tablet down, then turn on the light in the right doorway. The towering animatronic looked down at you, his dead eye glimmered with delight. You had expected the rabbit, but it was the pirate. The stupid fox. You thought he didn't leave his cove the first night. In your shock, you totally forgot to close the door. He walks in, slowly approaching you. You chuckle nervously, backing up and into a wall. The fox continues to get closer, and you glare at him. "What's your problem? You aren't even supposed to be out the first night, Foxy!" You hiss, hiding your fear. Foxy stopped, inches away from you. He smiled, showing off his deadly teeth. His mouth reeked of blood and decaying matter, you scrunch up your face in disgust. You push yourself into the wall to get yourself further away from the animatronic, but you don't get very much distance. The pirate narrowed his eyes slightly, but his eye shined in amusement.
"Well what ye know, the lass does know me name." He growled, then swiftly lashes out with his hook, yanking your shirt. Foxy pulls you closer to him, the horrible smell overpowering.
"Fox, hope you they are going to shut you down if another 'incident' happens." You challenge, slightly annoyed. Foxy unhooked you, and you dropped to the ground.
"Guess ye have a point." He muttered, glaring at you. "I know ye said that so ye would live." Foxy snickered.
"So why did you let me go?" You snap. The Fox snickered, turning his head at an angle.
"I can't kill ye yet, now can I?" He sneered, rolling his eyes. "Don't ye think I have some sort of control over my murderous side?"
"No." You stated flatly, not wanting to let a robot show you up.
"Oooh! Extra night of psychotic, murdering Fox for ye" Foxy laughed, then put his hand on your shoulder.
"Shut up, and get your dirty paws off me." You growl, brushing his paws off you.
"Love you too, sweetie." Foxy muttered sarcastically before leaving. Thank God that the harassing idiot left- and that it was six a.m.
