Survive the Night: A Foxy X Story

The new animatronic

Little A/N before I start
I decided that I wanted to do another book, so starting today I will be posting chapters to a new one called The Miss and The Music. It's about the Marionette (not little Marion though, sorry!) but if you're interested go ahead and give it a read c: that is all, enjoy the show ^~^
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•Foxy's P.O.V.•

I watched the girl go from behind my curtains, slumping into my stool with a sigh as the doors closed. My heart was still fluttering in my chest, doing that mad dance that it did when something good was happening. I knew Freddy was probably devastated, but for right now I couldn't care. She said she'd be mine. Well, confirmed it with a kiss at least. It felt wonderful to be loved again.

I heard some noise, only to see Mike open the doors from backstage. Lights suddenly flickered on above my head, startling me. I looked to him for an answer and he just grinned.

"So, we can kick over that out of order sign." He chuckled. "Mr. Fazbear is going to be in here in a few minutes. I told him I fixed the circuits in your system and he wants to see how well you work. And if it's up to standards, you get to run around with the kids again today. Of course, that's only if-"

"That be fabric in yer hands," I smiled. "Going to patch this old pirate up?"

"If you'd be willing to let me."

I changed back to my animatronic form, stretching out my legs. They had the worst of the damage. He took out a roll of red fur, snipping away the tattered bits at my knees and starting to patch on the new pieces. I closed my eyes until I felt him pull the last stitch, and I would've cried if I was human. I had my legs and feet back.

"Aye, Mike...this be wonderful." I looked at him. "Thank ye for doing this."

"I figured an old fox like you needs a chance to stretch his legs." He smirked. "Stand up, and I'll fix the rest."

I did as he said, standing up and holding my arms out. He sewed me back up, adding in new pieces of fabric where needed. Mike stitched in in just a way that it didn't clash with the original fur and stick up. I didn't notice he was also washing dirt and grime out of my old fur as he went, cleaning me up, making me look presentable. He even took a rag to my hook, washing off the rusted blood.

"How do I look, matey?"

"You look just like your old posters." He chuckled, tossing me something. "I'm going to go put the scraps back, change while I'm gone."

When I looked at my hand I saw a new pair of shorts. Mike left before I could thank him, but I quickly changed, tossing the old pair backstage into a dumpster. Just as I took my seat again, I heard Mike again, along with Mr. Fazbear. Time for the show.

"...he looks good as new, just wait."

"Well, let's see him then." Mr. Fazbear chuckled, just as someone pulled my curtains back. I stood up, waving my hook in the air like a madman.

"Yargh!" I howled, "Aye me matey, 'ere to join the pirate crew? Or ye be ready to walk the plank!"

"Wow, he sounds great, no voice glitch or anything." Mr. Fazbear gaped. "You did a great job Mike, I'm impressed.

"Ye better be, the lad turned Foxy back to a proper pirate Captain!" I cheered, feeing reinvigorated. "So tell me, do I get to run with me crew again?"

"You outfitted him with the response module, didn't you?" Mr. Fazbear chuckled. I saw Mike wink before he answered.

"State of the art. He's back up in the same condition as the rest."

"Perfect!" He looked at me. "Foxy, I think it's time to rule the seas again."

•Minni's P.O.V.•

After sitting around with Marion for a while, I was starting to get bored. The only sound was her music box, which I didn't despise, but I didn't enjoy all that much anymore either. I think my resolve broke around three o'clock and I was ready to smash my head in a brick wall.

"Hey Marion, want to go to Freddy's?"

"Can we? It's daytime." She seemed confused.

"If you stay like this, you can play with the kids, and show them your music box," I added to myself. "That way you won't bother me with it anymore."

"That sounds fun." She smiled.

"Good." I sighed, grabbing my jacket and my phone. On the way out the door she held my hand, and I realized for a second that with her black hair and mask down, she could very well be my little sister. Easier to explain to the staff, I guess.

As we approached the pizzeria, I could feel Marion's grip tightening, her pace quickening. She was eager to get back in there and play with the kids. I just laughed as I opened the door, the sound of squealing kids music to my ears. But another sound reached them as well, an all too familiar animatronic voice.

"Argh! Ye pirates be ready to plunder?"

Foxy was on his stage, the out of order sign smashed on the ground beneath him. Kids with wooden swords and pirate hats shouted back at him, clustered and ready for orders. He looked new; his fur was clean and taught against his wires, his hook sparkling. I hadn't noticed Marion wiggle out of my grip to go join the kids, but I walked over as well, a grin spreading across my cheeks. When he spotted me, he didn't even say anything, he just leapt off the stage to where the kids had cleared a path, sprinting to me and wrapping his arms around me. My feet were off the ground as we spun, and I touched back down only to be surrounded by a flock of fledgling pirates.

"Aye, just in time lassie! Crew, this be me first mate Carmine, ravager of the seven seas, with ravaging good looks!"

"Wow she's pretty!" I heard a little boy sigh, and the rest of them began tossing compliments our way.

"Now now crew," I said, adding a hint of an accent to my words. "This pirate be here to fight the cracken, a creature by the name of Mike," I looked up, narrowing my eyes as I spotted the day guard walking towards us. "Look kids! There he be! Get him!"

Mike looked horrified as a herd of screaming kids ran his way, sending him running to pirates cove. Eventually the kids dragged him off stage though, shouting triumphantly. I felt a metal object around my wrist, and looked to see Foxy's hook wrapped around it.

"Aye, that be one sexy accent lassie." He chuckled.

"What the hell happened?!" I smiled, trying to contain my excitement.

"Mike fixed me up. That lad can work wonders, he even convinced Mr. Fazbear to let me run around again." Foxy sighed happily. "Minni, I be so happy now...it be wonderful."

"I'm glad you're happy Foxy." I grinned. "Your crew is approaching though, and I actually need to talk to Mr. Fazbear."

The kids ran up, screaming of victory. Just as I was about to leave I felt a nose bump into my cheek, the equivalent of a kiss for an animatronic fox. A blush climbed into the spot as I ran off to find the owner of the pizzeria, helping a bruised Mike to his feet along the way.