Five Nights with Foxy

The Weekend

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza still didn't have a security guard for the night shift, the manager planned to ask Jason on Monday. Because of that, they had no one watching the robots over the weekend nights.

Freddy was still completely disabled, having malfunctioned and fallen off the stage, scrambling his controls. That left just Foxy, Chica, and Bonnie to roam around the building. Chica was already rummaging around in the kitchen, causing pots and pans to fall. Bonnie was just staying backstage, admiring her reflection in the glassy eyes of the other masks.

Foxy then wanted to show his new self off so he bounded away, hopping onto the others' stage. Freddy had been taken to a different store for maintenance and wasn't there to control the others so it was all up to Foxy. He was silent as.. well a fox, his newly oiled joints doing him well. He then started to copy Jason's dum dum dumming on the stage, waiting for the others to come. First Bonnie came from the backstage door.

"Foxy, what are you.." She starts to ask then trails off, looking him up and down. "Well, you clean up nicely!" He smiles, or as well as he could with his metal jaw.

"Thank you." He decided not to mention that he looked better than the others. He then continues his dumming, soon summoning the chicken as well.

"Chica! Come look at this!" Bonnie calls out, motioning to the new Foxy. Chica's jaw dropped, not like it already was, but she was astonished by his get up.

"Dang Foxy. You look.. Foxy!" she says, walking over to him with an apparent new dent in her wing. He stands proudly, standing tall.

"I see that you have been snacking again?" He asks, noting the dent.

"Oh.. Yeah." She says sheepishly, scraping her other wing up and down the dented one, causing the others to cover their ears.

"O-O-Ow!" Bonnie and Foxy shout, flinching.

"Oops. sorry." Chica apologizes, soon walking back into the kitchen.

"So what happened with Freddy?" He asks Bonnie, turning back to her without a single creak.

"Ah, well. The old fool fell, messed up his mechanics." She explained while Foxy nodded his head.

"So it's just you, me, and Chica for the weekend?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "Yep, just us."