Goodbye Apathy [Foxy x Chica]

Chapter 1: Meeting Him Again

---Chica---

I activated onstage around 1AM that night, an looked around. Bonnie was already offstage, and Freddy hadn't activated yet. He never did until later on in the week, though, so that was no surprise. I sighed to myself and hopped off of the stage, looking up at a security camera. Right, the new guard started his shift tonight. I thought, stretching a bit as my limbs were stiff. Already bored of standing around and doing nothing, I walked off to find Bonnie.

Not long after I began my search, it ended soon after with me finding Bonnie in a party room. He wasn't exactly doing anything, just staring at the camera. He must have heard my footsteps, though, because he turned around to face me. "Hey, Chica." He greeted. I noticed a faint smile on his face in the dim lighting. "Back at you." I replied simply, figuring the two of us wouldn't exactly have the most interesting of conversations. Bonnie certainly was my friend, but...After so many years of the same thing over and over, it gets a bit boring. I soon discovered I was wrong, and on that very day, Bonnie might just have changed my life forever.

Finally, the purple bunny spoke again. "You're bored again, aren't you?" He asked, likely noticing the blank expression on my face. I responded with a nod. "Yeah. It's no big deal, really. There's nothing to do around here--at least, nothin I haven't done a million times before. There's no point in baking pizza, especially since we can't eat it. Scaring the guard used to be fun, but it's gotten old. There is absolutely nothing to do." I said, starting to pout a bit at the end. Bonnie laughed quietly. 

"You know, Chica...There is something you can do." He began, and I immediately perked up. Hopefully be had good advice. "Really? What?" I asked, eager for him to tell me. "You could visit Foxy. You-" I had already heard enough, and cut my bunny friend off. "No way, Bonnie! You know what he did to that girl...Imagine what he could do to me." I said, a bit annoyed that Bonnje would suggest something that we both knew I wouldn't do. "Come on, Chica. Freddy and I keep telling you that Foxy isn't a bad guy. We know him, and we know that he would never hurt a child like that, especially on purpose. Besides, you're strong. If he ever tried to attack you--which he wouldn't--you could easily manage to escape before any real damage would be done." Bonnie said, and I looked down a bit. He had some pretty good points, and I was a bit curious about Foxy...I looked back up at him. "Alright, fine. I'll do it. But if he attacks me, I'm blaming you." I said, joking a bit. Bonnie buckled softly, then smiled at me. "Thank you. I know Foxy'll enjoy your visit. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to the hallway." He said, at which I smiled and nodded. I waved to him as he turned around, heading for the west hall.

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I found myself outside of Pirate's Cove, more nervous than I'd expected--and I had no idea why. I mean, what's the worst Foxy could do to me? Why was I so afraid of him? It was terrible that he hurt a child, but maybe Bonnie and Freddy were right...Maybe Foxy wasn't a bat guy after all. I took a deep breath and was about to knock before realizing that there were curtains. I sighed to myself a bit, then built up the courage to speak. "Hello? Is anyone there?" I asked, my already robotic voice small and cracking. I said it so quietly I didn't expect Foxy to hear, and I was about to take this opportunity. I was about to turn around and run away as fast as I could, but my thoughts were interrupted when I saw a metal hook starting to pull back the curtain. I stiffened up a bit, bracing myself to see some huge, bloody, intimidating animatronic standing before me. When the purple curtain was finally pulled back after what seemed like an eternity, I was a bit surprised. Foxy was a red animatronic fox, and only a bit taller than me. He had yellow eyes, one of them covered by a black eyepatch. He had a tear in his stomach area, and wore brown shorts. He wasn't really that scary--at all, really. His hook was likely plastic and not metal as I had assumed--his creators probably knew that sharp metal was a hazard to children.  His appearance caused me to relax a bit. Surely, an animatronic that kind-looking couldn't harm someone on purpose...right?

"Chica? Lass, I'm so glad ye' came to visit me. Ye' have no idea how much I've missed ye'." Foxy said, a smile forming on his face. I was a bit confused, since Foxy and I weren't friends before the "Bite". At least, that was what I thought. I decided to play it off. "Yeah, sure." I said, nodding a bit. Foxy moved away from the entrance and opened the curtain a bit wider. "Please, come in lass." He said, and I hesitantly did. Once inside, I looked around. The room was light by a dim light ("It's brighter in the daytime," Foxy added) and had a treasure chest on the floor. The chest was on a pile of sand, which I knew wasn't real because it would probably jam our systems. I noticed something dark red on the chest. Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was blood...Probably from the Bite. Foxy noticed me looking at it and sighed quietly, then spoke. "So lass, what made ye' decide to come visit me after all these years?" He asked, sitting down on a small bench that seemed like it was designed for the children. I sat down next to him, yet still on the farthest end. "Well...I just did, I guess," I said, not mentioning the fact that Bonnie persuaded me. "And what do you mean by 'all these years'? We never really talked before the Bite, and we sure didn't talk after."

Foxy seemed a bit surprised by my statement. "Chica, lass, we were good friends before the...Bite. After it happened, you just sort of drifted...Bonnie and Freddy still talked to me, but rarely. Once a month, maybe." He sighed. "It's been a long time, though...I guess I shouldn't be surprised you don't remember." He sighed, looking down a bit...And then I remembered something.