Five nights in pirates cove [A Foxy Story]

Day One - No Show For The Fox

~* THIRD PERSON POV *~
The day is fresh, a breezy and warm Monday is bound to bring people to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza for some cheesy and delicious pizza with the famous, fuzzy and musical animatronics to perform in the background.
Freddy the bear, Bonnie the bunny, Chica the chicken. The three beloved animatronics, loved by children and adults alike. Despite the fact that the animatronics are losing fur in places and not that well kept, they hold a strong place in hundreds of children's hearts. The animatronics love seeing the children's faces light up when they flood in everyday, in fact, they probably enjoy seeing the children happy more than the children enjoy seeing them perform.
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Its an early Monday morning, the sun is gleaming softly through the gentle, ivory clouds. The muted beams of light shine through the foggy windows in the pizzeria, the walls they hit glow a soft yellow and highlight the children's drawings that decorate the walls. The animatronics love seeing the new drawings being pinned up every day, as the children run to show their parents that their drawing got on the wall.

The animatronics wait in silence as the hours go by; 2am, 3am, 4am. At 6:20am the dayshift worker unlocks the door to come and set up for the day. The dayshift worker's job covers a multitude of things, and the animatronics have memorised it all; lights checked and turned on, generator re-fueled, table cloths changed and sent to be cleaned, floors mopped/hoovered and booked party rooms set up. After the animatronics watch all this happen, they continue to wait for the official opening of the pizzeria for the day. By the time the dayshift worker has finished their jobs at around 8:40, the cooks and kitchen workers had already arrived and been chatting and setting up the kitchen for a long day of cooking for excited and hungry children and adults.

Finaly, at 9am the animatronics are wiped down and sprayed with disinfectant. This is the final sign that lets them know that the pizzeria is being opened soon. The dayshift worker starts up the programme on their computer in the office that controls the lights, animatronics and sound. Finaly, at 9:20am, the sound of cars pulling up and excitable chattering outside can be heard faintly as the worker walks towards the door, straightening up their uniform. The light jangle of the keys as they pull them from their retractable attachment on their belt, can be heard. The twinkle and clicks of the key unlocking the doors excites the animatronics and children lined up outside, the keys whip back to the worker's belt as they let go and pull the doors open. They greet the people and move out of the way, the children are first to jog into the pizzeria and go and play or look at the animatronics as they sat, waiting to be activated.

However, each day didnt seem so happy for Foxy the pirate fox. As the children laughed and played, he sat waiting in pirate's cove, with the little hope he had left for being activated. Waiting for his music to come on or seeing the children start sitting around pirates cove for a show, but that woudnt happen. Instead, he hears Freddy greet the children, sing his song and do the usuall first opening of the day "Showtime" performance with Bonnie and Chica as they say hello and set the mood. After only a few songs through the day, the noise is drowned out in foxys mind. He knows he isnt getting activated today, crazy to think he would be.

~* FOXY'S POV *~
Its dark, but noisy. Same routine, just another day of the week. I dont like the dark, its sad and lonely. I can hear joyfull children, atleast they are still happy everyday. How do they not get bored of the same songs, same food, same show everyday? I sure know im bored of this loud darkness engulfing me slowly through the day, but i guess i dont have happiness to distract me from the same, unchanged routine like the kids do. The only light i see through these thick, purple curtains is the dim shine from the pizzeria lighting, creeping under the curtain to see me.That is the only thing that never fails to come and see me everday, the light. Despite my hatred for the dark, im glad that the light that creeps under the curtains is dim. It would be overwhelming if it was bright, it would hurt my eye. The flashing lights that the nightguard uses hurts my eyes, so atleast i get a rest in the day.

I'm rusty, creaky and rotten. The children dont want to see me anymore, when i first got put out of order the children would pull the curtains open or peak in to say hi. They used to ask if i was sick, if i was ok. They lost interest when i couldnt respond, i was left de-activated but i can still feel, see hear everything. I just want to see the children smile, but they wont let me. When will they play my song, when will i see the children sitting with their pirate hats on, and eyepatches, waiting to sing old pirate songs with me? Ah, its about 12 o'clock, Bonnie is tuning his guitar, Freddy is looking around and Chica is waving to the children. They all stand silent whilst the children settle down to eat, quiet music plays over the speakers so the pizzeria doesn't feel so empty whilst the others arent performing. Normally i would be performing at 12:40, after people have eaten or are eating, but instead they get silent music over the speakers. I cannot tell if they are happy with that, i cannot see if any of them are sad because i no longer perform. They are probably waiting to go and beg their parents for toys or masks from the prize corner. I dont think they sell pirate hats and eyepatches anymore, i dont perform afterall.

12am is when i roam, and i cant see children then. So, i sit and wait through the day hopelessly until i can move at night, and try and see any new drawings made by the kids each day. Unfortunately, my friends dont seem to want to ask how i am at night, despite that night is the only time we have together. They dont talk about me during the day, and they dont talk to me at night. Instead, they put all their focus on the nightguard. Im always to tired at night, even though i have an entire day of rest, i get no energy to do any thing. I used to be very active, when i could see the kids at day, but i can't anymore so i have nothing to motivate me. Typically, i spend the first three nights in the week barely moving, so unmotivated. But i get angry and upset on the other nights and i cant help it anymore. Ive been thinking to myself four hours, the gang is performing one of their last shows for the evening, its about 7 o'clock now. Time goes by fast when im thinking, that helps atleast. I cant wait to hear their final show of the day... Then i can roam.
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