Five nights with Foxy: Left to die

Chapter 2: Hello Bonnie!

Mike had decided to come into work early, after a whole day of rain he had just spent all of his time watching T.V and he was bored. As soon as he entered the building he watched the three animatronics creepily turn to face him, just for a second. Then they slowly turned away to sing to the children. He went to go get some pizza (as it was free for employees) when he saw a couple of kids, a boy and a girl, poking around Pirates Cove. The boy opened up the curtain. "Wow! There really is an old robot here. Why do they keep this junk" The girl laughed "Don't ask me. Hey, isn't this the one who went crazy and munched that child's head off?" As the two conversed they began ripping off chunks of the fox's fur. Mike, who had been watching from afar felt anger bubbling in his stomach. How dare they do that to his friend! He quickly marched over to the curtain. "What are you kids up to! You're not supposed to be here! Come on, get out! Now!" The kids jumped back in shock then shrugged it off, trudging back to a small family. Mike knelt down by the fox, feeling all over to see if any major damage had been done. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry! Did they hurt you?" There was no response from the fox but Mike could tell he was listening. After patching him all up he made to leave but was interrupted by the fox "Thank you.." he murmured. Mike smiled, warmly. "See you tonight, Foxy."

It had been about an hour since Mike had started his nightshift and already the bunny had moved down the hallway. Dark laughter filled the restaurant and he wanted to close the doors so badly. But he had to wait for Foxy. He wouldn't let him get trapped with those.. those things. He heard footsteps making their way towards the office and Mike perked up, wondering if Foxy was on his way. But oh, how wrong he was. Just then, Bonnie burst through the door, letting out a high pitched cackle and grabbed Mike by the throat. "Hello, my lovely!" she said through a gleaming smile. "Welcome to Freddy Fazbears!... now go to sleep..." She brought the kicking and screaming Mike to her mouth and was just about to make the final chomp when suddenly Foxy burst through the open door, eyes filled with rage. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM!!!!!!!" he growled and leaped on the unsuspecting rabbit, wrapping his arms around her head. A blur of metal and fur took place before the stupefied Mike as they fought. "Get off me you dumb mutt" yelled Bonnie in annoyance. Foxy clung to the bunny with all his might but he wasn't strong enough. Bonnie grabbed hold of the fox and flung him across the room with great force. Foxy lay motionless on the floor. Mike let out a terrified screech and ran to him. "No! No no no no no no, Foxy, no!" He shook him roughly. "Please, Foxy. Get up!" Mike was suddenly dragged away from the fox. "Yes, yes, very sad. Now, come with me." Bonnie said tiredly. Mike's eyes filled with tears of anger. "YOU FUCKING BITCH!" he roared. He started hitting her, his punches not even making her sway. "Aww. Is a little baby having a temper tantrum? Let Bonnie cheer you up." the bunny patronised. Mike carried on flailing at her, helplessly, not noticing Foxy's body had disapeared. Bonnie cornered Mike, growing fed up with her toy. "Ok, thats it. You're not getting away and thats that." She grew closer and closer to Mike. Without warning she lashed out at him, a claw of metal that had burst from the suit scratching across Mike's cheek, leaving an angry red wound. Bonnie watched as her prey winced and grieved and chortled.... but then stopped. A sharp, shiny object could be seen sticking out from her shoulder. The bunny doubled over in pain and clutched her side. She then turned to see her opposer. Foxy had gouged a rather long sword into Bonnie, who was now glaring at him with hatred. "Why wont you just die you pesky idiot?!!!" she said through gritted teeth. In that moment Mike gave a firm kick at her legs which caused her to topple over, incidentaly making the blade sink all the way through her shoulder. Her scream filled the building, only for a second, then her eyes slowly closed, and she shut down. Mike scrambled towards Foxy. "Foxy! You're OK! I thought you..." his words trailed off. The fox smiled but then his eyes filled with fury as they lay upon the scar on Mike's face with was now seeping with blood. "Did.. she... do that to you?" he asked. Mike nodded. "But its fine though, really!" "No, no. That thing could get infected. I'll see that that doesnt happen" Foxy retorted. "Shouldnt we get rid of Bonnie and close the doors first?" Mike grinned faintly. The fox gave a flustered look. "Oh.. yeah.. forgot." Together they shoved the bulky bunny out of the room and shut the doors.

Foxy pulled up a stool next to mike so he could examine him. "You really dont have to do this." Mike stammered. But the fox shook his head. "I want to help you. Isnt that what friends are for?" The man squirmed as the gash in his head had began to ache. "OK, maybe a little help would be appritiated." The fox chuckled and carried on feeling all over Mike to see if he had been hurt any place else. Ignoring the flutter in his heart as Foxy's hands brushed against his body, he tried to make conversation, wanting to break the awkward silence that had formed between them. "So.. where the hell did you get that sword thing from? I dont think a pizzeria is the most likely place to keep weapons..." "Oh, it was in the room with all the spare suits and heads and such.. God those things creep me out. Ughh... and anyway, why are you asking why a pizzeria with killer animatronics has weapons?" the fox sighed. He couldnt find any more wounds so he payed attention to the one across Mike's face. "This is a bit awkward isnt it... Sorry its been a while since Ive felt any other emotion than fear and hate... and I havent been around humans in ages." Mike smiled. "Dont worry about it. I mean.. I have no idea how to act around a talking robot fox either so I know what you mean." Foxy started rooting around under the desk and brought out a green box. "First Aid Kit." he said. "For your scratch." He began to place the plaster on Mike's cheek. Mike couldnt help but look at the fox. He noticed how handsome he looked from this angle. It was then that the fox lifted his hook up to his face. Mike felt the cold metal stroke his cheek and it sent shivers down his spine. He couldnt take it anymore. Without thinking, Mike closed his eyes, leaned up, and locked lips with the fox. Time seemed to go in slow motion. He tried not to think about what would come next and just focused on that one passionate moment. Foxy was stunned. He had never felt anything like this. He couldn't understand it. Out of confusion, he began to kiss back. It was Mike that pulled away. He man looked down at the floor, his cheeks hot with embarrassment. "I- I'm sorry. I just don't know what came over me. I-" Mike was cut off when Foxy gave him a comforting hug. "It's ok." said the fox. "Don't feel bad." Mike snuggled into Foxy, caressing the fur on his shoulders. It was warm and soft, like a real fox. "A- are you sure?" he asked quietly. "Listen, I'd do anything for you.. you saved me from those monsters... you actually brought out my good side. Thank you." The two of them stood in embrace for a while, time ticking on. They both gave a sudden jump as the alarm for 6 am rang throughout the building. Mike quickly got up; after the events of that night he just wanted to go home and hide. Foxy gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow..." he gave a smile and headed down the corridor, back to Pirates Cove.

Hey guys, sorry I haven't posted anything in ages. You see I'm really slow to come up with new things and also my laptops broken so I have to write this from my ipad. I'll try and keep up with things. If I get to 40 reads on this I'll post the next chapter as soon as I can.