It was time. Foxy jumped out his curtains and ran right into…. Well, his eyes were still closed so he'd kill whatever has gotten in the way. When he opened his eyes, he saw he was no longer at the Freddy's he knew for so long. Instead he came face to face with…. A leg? A big metal one at that….."Aaarrrr ya… lad? I be Cap'n Foxy, sailor of the Seven Seas, and you be in me way!" The leg squatted and a ladder dropped from somewhere above. Foxy looked to its source and saw a massive head with the words 'Eat Pizza Or Die Trying' written in yellow against the rustic orange hull. Then, Chica leaned downwards from the doorway the ladder had come from. "Foxy! We missed you!" she shouted down. "We? The others are alive?" asked Foxy, for he was confused. "Yeah, the others are still on patrol!" "A patrol?" "Yeah! Get in!" they both shouted to each other.

Freddy stared in amazement. For starters, he had taken two enemies by himself. But now Foxy, who had dropped his accent, stood in front of him, hugging him. Freddy didn't like hugs. Even if it was his job to hug. He just didn't like hugs. There was a time when he did. The first 5 minutes of his life. Foxy released Freddy and asked, "Hey Freddy, what are those things you guys are driving?" "These?" Freddy continued," Are BattleMechs. Just 'Mechs for short. I pilot a Timber Wolf. Chica pilots an Uller, and Bonnie has a Summoner. We have another 'Mech, but it's a bit broken, like you." Freddy finished by smirking and twirling his keys around his Index finger. "That's a mouthful. So are the 'Mechs categorized?" Foxy was star struck. "Yes, they are, good inferring Foxy. There are Light 'Mechs, like Chica's Raven. Then there are Medium classes, our storage 'Mech is a Medium class. Then there are Heavies, like Bonnie's Hunchback. The top of the food chain are Assaults, like an Awesome.

"Well then…. I have this to work with." Foxy said as he inspected the Mech in the hangar. It had some armor missing, to lasers most likely, and its right arm could use a new weapon. The cockpit's chair was uncomfortably tight to fit in, most likely the Mech was built for a human. Maybe Mike if the others had befriended him. The controls were inverted, Foxy despised inverted controls. He had played enough XBOX to know that. He got back out and stood back and gazed up at it. On the side, in big, bold neon green letters was the name of the 'Mach, Razor. Foxy asked Freddy what kind of 'Mech it was and he said it was a Griffon, a Medium Class. "Foxy please report to Freddy's office." Foxy heard Chica say through the speakers. He sighed and walked to Freddy's office.

Though the talk was just legally getting Foxy into the clan, it was boring. Freddy saw Foxy couldn't wait to get going. He knew Foxy would need to calm down. He'd get himself killed. Quickly. As in, nearly instantly. He sighed and dismissed Foxy after an hour or two of legal papers and documents. He just hoped it wouldn't be another accident like the Bite or the Slip.

AU: Hope this wasn't too short of a preview! I have lots of schoolwork to do and I want to get it out today! Monday if you're reading this afterwards. The next chapter will be Foxy's first battle and it won't be like what he thought…