"So, how long can I stay here?" Foxy asked.
"As long as you can," the bear answered as he sat in the only chair in the room.
In all honesty, the room reminded him too much of something similar to that of a horror movie that he wasn't allowed to watch. The room was narrow and bare with the exception of a The wolf slumped against the wall in horrible condition, along with a few drawn posters of the robots that tried to kill him earlier.
Foxy tried to find a chair, but he could only find cold concrete to sit on, which didn't help but make him colder.
"Hey mister Bill," Foxy said
"Just Bill." He answered
"Bill." Foxy corrected himself "Why are ye alone?"
"I'm not alone," Bill answered "I have friends, am I right Grey?"
The grey wolf was unresponsive.
Immediately, Foxy felt like this fellow was a few crewmembers short of a pirate ship. Judging how he was expecting a response from the wolf and wasn't getting one.
Foxy looked for the door he came in, but only found a smooth wall.
"Is something wrong?" Bill asked
Foxy was in a bit of a debate with himself , he didn't want to hurt the nice animatronic's feelings by saying that he was creeping him out, but on the other hand, he was a pirate, and pirates never lie.
"It's just that...." Foxy continued "This room is kind of creepy..."
Bill just looked at him and scratched underneath his chin.
"And I need to see me mommy," Foxy said faking a yawn to make it look more realistic "And it's past me bedtime, and I'd be feeling kinda sleepy..."
"Don't worry," Bill continued "Here, bedtime doesn't exist."
Shoot... Foxy said feeling he really wanted to leave.
"Bill," Foxy continued "I don't feel comfortable here..."
"I understand if this room is a little bland," He said "But trust me, it's much better than being outside with those monsters..."
Foxy waited a few minutes, allowing bill to look at his fingers and clean something off of them before asking the yellow bear what he had wanted to ask in the first place.
"Can I please leave?" Foxy answered "I need to tell this here adventure to me mate BB,"
"Leave?" Bill asked as he stood up out of his chair.
"Yes..." Foxy continued "Bill, I appreciate yer kindness, but I really don-"
"Now why would you want to do that?" the yellow animatronic asked as he stood up from his chair and spoke in a darker, and deeper voice.
"Cause yer scaring me..." he answered.
"Scaring you?" Bill asked "Now why would I be Scaring you?" He said and for a brief moment, Foxy thought he saw Bill more withered down and with huge razor sharp teeth when he said "Scaring"
"Personally, I don't know lad," he said as he backed away from Bill only to feel is back bump into a wall.
"I'm not scary, aren't I?" Bill asked again, seeing him with razor sharp fangs once more when he said scary.
"A wee bit...." Foxy quivered, feeling his large fluffy tail trying to get in between his legs out of fear.
"If you must know, I got an award for not being scary." Bill continued as he approached him, and his toothy form constantly shifting between his regular form.
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Three nights as a kit
FanficAfter six long years alone, Foxy is finally getting a shot at performing in front of children again. But when a mechanical error occurs, he transforms into an adorable eight-year-old kit with no memory of his former life. Can Freddy and the rest of...