|| Hiatus || || The Return of the Giver|| TFF Fanfiction

|| Chapter Six ||

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//Authors Note: Sorry for the delay, but I just wanted to say, Thank you all so so much! 1.1k reads?! Thats amazing! I posted this story just for fun and I never thought that people would like it so much! So thank you so so much! I hope you enjoy ! 

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A soft whirring sound resonated through the room as Lefty's systems whirred back to life. Lefty was unsure of how long he was out but he could tell he was no longer in the truck as he was still, and guessing from his sensors, laying on his back. It took a while due to some damaged systems for Lefty's hearing and some other smaller systems to engage but he was patient, thankfully spending so much time with Charlotte rubbed that off on him

When Lefty's hearing finally kicked back into gear along with his sense of touch, he was relieved to hear familiar voices around him, Davis, Otso, Mari, and Jon in the distance it seemed. He could hear Mari, and Otso to his left, talking to each other about who knows what, and Jon somewhere off in another room, again to his left, noises coming from the room allowed Lefty to guess he was probably fixing a part or looking for something.

Just as Lefty's touch systems kicked back into gear, pleasure rippled through him, followed by a quiet purr as he felt someone scratching behind his right ear, which he could tell was already fixed, though Lefty would never admit it, scratching behind his right ear always felt like heaven to Lefty and unconsciously causing the black bear to turn into the touch. When Lefty's head slowly leaned more into the touch a voice to his right chuckled softly.

"Turns out Reddy isn't the only one that likes this spot."Davis chuckled, Lefty assumed from the sound of his voice he was the one scratching his ear and at his right side.

Lefty's eyes slowly cracked open and he heard the thankfully quiet voice of Davis speak to him. "Welcome Back to the land of the living." The faceless man said.

"Thanks." Lefty croaked. "Where am I?"

"A warehouse Jon often uses for extensive repairs," Davis said. "And yours are quite extensive."

"It feels like it." Lefty groaned softly.

"He's been having trouble finding parts that fit, he's been modifying parts." Otso piped up.

"Makes sense..." Lefty said softly.

"What do you mean?" Davis asked.

"I was created solely by Henry Emily to act as a protector and friend for his daughter, He made me far before Fazbear Entertainment got their hands on me. Henry made small changes to the way I was built from other animatronics he had made, he called those changes 'his fingerprints'." Lefty explained. "They were small and almost unnoticeable from the outside so when I was taken into Fazbear's custody after his.... Death... he would know who the original was. He created fake blueprints that Fazbear's took thinking it was my original blueprints."

The room fell silent after Lefty's explanation, aside from the soft chime of Mari's music box.

"I knew Henry was a smart guy... but shit, that's thinking ahead." Jon muttered as he came out the other room holding a replacement for Lefty's missing right arm which without the structural support from Mari was basically useless along with his legs. Lefty smiled softly as he felt Mari beam in pride as Jon praised her father, Lefty always thought Mari was lucky to have a father that cared so much for her, while his couldn't have cared less about him or his elder brother. Seemingly sensing Lefty's thoughts, Mari gently smiled at him, softly rubbing his shoulder.

Lefty laid still relaxing into the scratches, allowing Jon to put the arm on and adjust it a bit in its socket.

"How long was I out for?" Lefty asked.

"Not too long, Davis and I have been doing small repairs while you were resting." Jon said making Lefty hum in acknowledgment."Don't worry Lefty. We'll get you fixed up in no time, that was an extremely brave thing you did back there." 

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