Foxy X Reader: An Unexpected Love

Proper Introductions

(Y/N)'s POV:

I woke up, and yawned, popping my back as I did so.
Memory of the events that occurred last night were slowly coming back, making me more and more alert.
I felt a merciless headache begin to throb within my skull.
I placed a hand on my pounding forehead.
'Must be from all that crying last night...', I concluded.
As I glanced upward, I noticed a small sliver of bright light shine through the curtain.

I looked across the stage, to the other corner where Foxy was.
He was still sleeping, slouching against the wall with his hand and hook resting on his lower stomach.
His shiny black eyepatch was down, like it had been the night before.

'Why doesn't he lift it?', I wondered.
'After all, he still has an eye under the eyepatch. It's just for show.'

". . . . ."

'What if I--'

'Nooo! 'Don't even think about it!!!,' I scolded myself, but curiosity got the better of me.

I slowly and silently crawled over to him, and sat close to him,
I raised my arm up to his face.
Being a naturally sneaky person, I slowly lift his eyepatch, careful not to wake him. Unfortunately, there was a loud banging noise coming from the kitchen.

He immediately woke up, alarmed by the loud sound. Seeing me in front of him with my hand on his barely lifted eyepatch, he frowned.

'Crap...'

Foxy's POV:

I woke up to a loud 'bang', instantly alerted. 'Probably just Chica', I thought to me-self.
As me vision began to focus, I saw the young lassie from last night right in front of me. Realizing that her hand was on me eyepatch, I frowned and sat up.

(Y/N)'s POV:

"S-s-sorry....," I stuttered nervously.

"Ya know lass, if ye wanted to see me eye, ye could have just asked.", he said heartily, giving me a toothy grin.
Not answering him, he shrugged, and lifted his eyepatch.
"I knew it!!!!", I shouted.
"I knew it was just for show!!!"

He closed his eyes and chuckled, leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed behind his head.
"Well, someone sounds excited."

"Oops..... I didn't mean to say that out loud....", I trailed.
He only chuckles more, and opens his eyes again, smiling warmly.
I smiled back in embarrassment.

I don't know why, but he feels so.....
so easy to talk to. I can't imagine why, but I felt as though I could trust him, despite him being not only a fox, which are know to be sly and shifty, but a pirate as well.

He stood up, and offered hand to me.
I hesitantly took it, smiling as he helped me up.
"I believe we haven't been properly introduced.", Foxy said.
"So we haven't," I agreed.
"Aye! The name be Foxy, Foxy the Pirate!", he said, bowing playfully.
I giggled at his silliness.
"I know," I replied.

Once he realized what I meant, him being a well-known animatronic and all, he smiled. "Oh...right.", he chuckled, scratching his head with his hook.

"Well...", he began, clearing his throat, "Who might you be?"
"My name is (Y/n), (Y/n) (L/n)!", I replied cheerfully, shaking his hand.
He smiled warmly, "What a nice name ye got there lass," he winked.

"T-thanks...but it's nothing special,"
I gush.
"Nonsense! It could be worse...yer name could be Foxy," he joked.
I giggled in return.

"Well we'd better hurry, judging by the sound from earlier, and the smell, Chica is probably makin' breakfast," he said, sniffing the air.
I nodded, following him out from behind the curtain, the light blinding me. It took at few seconds to get used to it.

'I guess they turn on the lights in the mornings,' Clearing my thoughts, I continue to follow Foxy into the hallway.

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-Sorry this chapter was short...I was feeling a little lazy. 😅 Anyway....see you all soon!!!-