AN: Maybe I should stop writing stuff based on nap dreams.
Nightmare Foxy had just found the best place to hide from the child: the closet. Using this space, he could watch the kid as he hopelessly searched around for his "friends." It was really quite amusing.
He just laughed silently as the child darted around the room hurriedly. The kid also seemed to enjoy face-planting on the ground and moving across the floor. It made no sense to Foxy, but it was an amusing sight.
Nightmare Foxy started dancing around the closet, about to jump out to scare the kid, when he stepped on something that made a very loud squeak. Foxy jumped, hoping the kid didn't hear the sound. Luckily, the child was too busy running around the room to notice the noise.
Foxy looked for the thing he had stepped on and found it; it was a Foxy plushie. The animatronic bent over and picked up the plushie. It was just an ordinary stuffed animal.
Right as Foxy was about to put the plushie down, he felt the closet door open. The robot quickly dived into the corner of the closet, leaving the plush toy behind. He could hear the child's muffled footsteps, and hoped the child wouldn't investigate further. The child, to the fox's delight, quickly turned away, thinking that the plushie was the only thing there.
Right as the door closed, Nightmare Foxy ran over and picked up the plushie. He had just found a way to lure the child. And the robot and toy were partners since.
AN: Do you see what I mean?