Ahoy! Hey everyone! I was bored the other day, so I started to right this chapter, just to see if I could get any ideas going. Turns out, I can. Anyway, I will continue this story if I get enough reviews, say, 10, on this chapter, shouldn't be hard, right? Anyway, if you just stumbled on this story, please check out my other story, White Sins. I hope you will enjoy, and you are having a good day/night
-Scriptorem stilis
*Disclaimer*
I do not own any of the characters in Five Nights At Freddy's. All rights go to Scott Cawthon, the man who invented the game. Any phone numbers listed in the story, or places, should not be called or visited. Please do not disturb innocent people just because you read a story on the internet!
Chapter One
Pirates Cove
There was knock on the wall outside the purple starred curtain, which was currently closed.
"Who be ye and what do ye want?" He gruffly asked.
"Foxy? Are you in there?" A soft feminine voice asked.
He walked over to the curtain and peered out. There was no one there.
Feeling a tug on his pants, he looked down.
There was a small girl, with the end of his ragged pants in her hand.
"Ahoy, wee lass! What can Ol'Foxy do for ye?" He asked as he knelt down on one knee.
"I drew you a picture!" She said excitedly, a light was in her eyes.
With his left hand, he gently took the piece of paper from the child. There were two stick figures, one red and the other was pink. They were on what looked to be a ship. On the mast, there was a black square with a Jolly Roger.
"That's you, and that's me! Out having an adventure, like the ones you tell us!" The little girl said as she pointed at the two stick figures.
"It be a good picture, lass! I am glad ye enjoy me tales, "he said as he gently patted her on the head.
"You're my favorite! My brother says you are nothing but a blundering idiot robot and…and… a murderer. I don't believe him" the little girl explained.
He exhaled. Maybe her brother knew a little too much, and was trying to scare the wee lass.
"Lass, I be not a murderer, it was some dumb tale-"
He stopped talking as she wrapped her arms around him.
"I love you Foxy! People say you are dangerous! That I shouldn't be this close to you! But I don't know why!" She cried.
He felt something wet against the fur on his chest.
'Was…was she crying?' Foxy asked himself.
"What be wrong, me hearty?" Foxy questioned the little girl.
"I… heard they are going to replace you!" She sobbed.
'Replace me? Who is going to replace me?' Foxy thought to himself in alarm.
"Nay lass, I be not going anywhere, so ye can get rid of that silly idea," He soothed.
"Cassie dear? Where are you?" A woman's voice called out.
The girl turned her head and called back,
"Here mommy!"
Foxy smiled before patting the girl on the head before stepping back into his cove.
He left the curtain open a tad so he could see the mother and daughter walk out of the pizzeria.
Sigh sighing, he closed the curtain and walked to the back wall. It was a bare wall made up of bricks painted to look like a beach with a bright blue sky and golden sun.
Sliding down the wall, he sat on the floor and drew his knees up to his chin and fell asleep, waiting for the next day.