This idea was all thanks to kikigraysonwest, thanks Kiki
Prequel:
"So your saying you can make me human?" Foxy asked in disbelief. He snickered at the thought "Your so full of yourself Marionette."
Despite the fox's insult Marionette, like always showed no emotion. "It wouldn't be permanently, a month would be the longest I could make you human."
"Seriously?"
"Have I ever been anything but serious?" The Marionette said almost sounding as if he was trying to tease the fox. "A year of loyal servitude for a month of being human. You'll have everything a human will require to survive, that is my offor." The puppet stuck out his hand "Do we have a deal?"
Foxy shrugged, still unsure if the puppet was even being serious. He had seen the puppet's magic before, but to make him human, even that seemed a little far fetched. On the other hand he was bored of wandering around pirates cove night and day, and if the puppet could make him human, well it could definitely entertain him more than another night of lounging around his cove. "It's not like I have anything better to do." Foxy said as he shook the puppet's hand. "You got yourself a deal, you creepy little thing."
"Have a fun month." The puppet said, disappearing when he let go of Foxy's hand. "Oh and just a friendly little reminder, you might want to leave the pizzeria before 12 am."
Foxy only looked annoyed at the empty spot that the puppet had just disappeared from and rolled his eyes. He scratched his head wondering if Marionette's spell would even work when he caught sight of his hand. It was much more fleshly than it had been a second ago. Naturally Foxy jumped at the site, only calming himself when he saw how the fleshy hand was connected to his arm "Not bad, Marionette." Foxy managed to glance at his reflection in the cove's mirror. Despite his initial shock Foxy was please to see that he looked very much like one of the guest that came during the day. The hair on his head was still red as his fur had been but Foxy was happy that the puppet had made him so ordinary. "Not bad at all." Grabbing a coat from the lost and found Foxy strolled out of the pizzeria well before 12 am. "Alright, let's have some fun."
Chapter one
"Make sure you scrub between the edges." The puppet said lazily from his spot on the prize shelf. "I want my box to sparkle."
Freddy watched as Marionette continued to order Foxy around, and while he was pleased that Foxy was actually helping for once instead of hiding in his cove; he still couldn't believe that Foxy actually listened to the puppet, without even so much as a grunt of protest. Freddy knew that Marionette must have made a deal with the fox to actually get him to do some work, but he didn't know what it was, and it bothered him more than he cared to admit. From what Freddy could tell Foxy hadn't been fixed, his show hadn't come back, and the bite of 87 was still something that had happened. "What could that puppet given him to actually get Foxy's lazy behind out of the cove?" He had tried discussing his concerns with Goldie, only because he was the least likely to blabber to the others, but even the eldest bear couldn't think of anything.
The only thing that put Freddy at ease was the fact that Foxy seemed, happy. For the last eight months or so, Freddy had noticed that there was a familiar pep in the pirate. Foxy had been less easily annoyed by the others, he was more social, more talkative. While Foxy hadn't turned into a chatterbox, like Balloon Boy or Toy Bonnie, he was no longer the silent recluse that only came out when there was a group meeting, or to scare the night guard.
The lead mascot was torn, on one hand he was so thrilled to see this new Foxy, but on the other he was certain that eventually what ever Marionette had given Foxy would eventually come back and bite him.
"After you finish with my box, make sure you help Ballon Boy with his battery collection, I don't want him leaving them out where the children might find them." Marionette said in a tone Freddy could hardly tolerate, it was smug with just a hint of superiority.
"Aye Captain." Foxy replied happily as he continued to clean the puppets box.
"Alright" Freddy admitted to himself "I'm very jealous."
It must have been a decade since Freddy had last heard Foxy say anything with a remotely pirate accident, besides occasionally humming his shanty. Though Freddy knew that it was only part of Foxy's act to speak like a pirate, Freddy had noticed when he just stopped doing so. The hints were small, yet it was very clear that the fox had been depressed, and now like magic Foxy was slowly regaining the ability to be happy? It irritated the bear that he hadn't been able to contribute to his friend's happiness, and now Marionette could just snap his fingers and presto, more than two decades of depression was gone.
Freddy tried his hardest to not to give the puppet a dirty look when he walked over to the puppet. "Marionette, I just wanted to ask if you'd like to be part of the meeting concerning the security guard of the first pizzeria."
"That's not really my territory, but if you need help terrifying your night guard I might be able to help." Marionette said with the faintest of interest.
"It's not that we need help" Freddy insisted as he grit his teeth. "Just a friendly exchange, since your so kind to allow us to play with your guard."
"No thanks" The puppet said as he waved his hand. "Anyway it's almost 11, Foxy finish up and then go home. You can help Ballon Boy tomorrow."
"Aye Captain!"
"There's a good lad." Marionette hummed, all while giving Freddy a small, yet noticeable look of superiority.
Freddy only grumbled as he stomped away. While he didn't hate anyone, it wasn't in his programing to hate anyone, Freddy certainly disliked the puppet. He understood why Marionette was the second branches unofficial leader, Toy Freddy didn't really have what it took to be leader, yet it sent the bear up the walls how the puppet seemed to enjoy rubbing the fact in Freddy's face.
Freddy watched the fox finish washing the box before going up to him. "Foxy, don't you get tired of being ordered around by Marionette?"
Freddy was a little shocked when Foxy rolled his eyes. "Concerned if I stay in my cove all day, concerned when I come out. Be nice if you could make up your mind Fazbear."
"I'm just a little concerned-"
"Worry about the guard." Foxy snapped "Unless you plan to go back to stuffing them into suits." A wicked smile spread across Foxy's face. " I know how much you like to hear them scream regardless." As Foxy had predicted mention of killing the guards shut Freddy up like a charm. "If you need me I'll be on my cove."
Freddy glared at the fox as he opened the tunnel, the one that connected the two pizzerias. It had only been about a year since the animatronics had finally put two and two together. The reason why the "endos" never worked, why they squirted out red oil, the reason why they could cry, and make almost animalistic noises. The animatronics knew that they each had a body count at least in the dozens, and though the had come to terms with what they had done, for most it was still hard to talk about. It seemed the only ones who weren't all that bothered by the fact that they were all murders was Foxy, Marionette, and Balloon Boy. Though in a way Balloon Boy didn't really have any blood on his hands, and Freddy was pretty sure he didn't understand what had happened to the people after they had captured them.
Still as Freddy made his way through the tunnel he felt so frustrated with himself and Foxy. All Freddy wanted to do was help Foxy, but everytime he showed any concern towards Foxy, Freddy was met with an angry retort. He couldn't understand it.
Freddy felt rather resentful until he finally made his way to the first pizzeria. It was smaller than the toy's location yet Freddy liked the small atmosphere. It was a more cozy feel than the larger location.
Already Chica and Bonnie were waiting for Freddy on stage.
"So what's the plan tonight boss?" Bonnie asked eagerly.
While the animatronics no longer tried to stuff the night guards into suits, they had moved from killing them to simply terrifying them. They had all tried, except for Foxy, to befriend the guards but that never really worked. It always ended with one of them getting kicked, the night guard sobbing uncontrollably and Freddy's least favorite, the guards trying to fight them. Staying away from them was also impossible, Freddy wasn't sure if it was in their programing but whenever they tried to stay away they always grew so antsy. It seemed the only way to co-exist with the guard was getting peeks of them through the glass.
"As you all know tonight we'll have a new night guard, now since it's going to be her first night we'll all go easy-"
"A girl?" Foxy said as he ran into the dining hall.
Freddy raised a suspicious brow at the fox. "Yes, "Freddy said rather seriously. "From what I've over heard she'll only be here a week, something about a temporality transfer."
Foxy only nodded as he began to tune out Freddy, excited about being able to see a girl again.
Foxy hid a guilty smile as he went back into his cove. Ever since his return eight months ago, all Foxy seemed capable of was reminiscing about his time as a human. He had expected the outside world to be exciting, but he had never expected it to be so, kind.
It had been his first night when he met a girl at a pub. Like the puppet had promised Foxy had enough money to buy whatever he wanted, so he figured that buying the girl a drink like he had seen another guy do couldn't hurt. All he had expected was that girl would talk to him, he hadn't expected her to take him home with her, and do those things to him. Foxy smiled at the thought of being so close to the girl, to feel her warmth and listen to her breathe as she fell asleep next to him. Foxy had been surprised at how much he liked touch, and not necessarily in the way the girl had touched him. He loved it when a waiter could give him a friendly pat on the shoulder, when a new person would shake his hand, or even when a person accidentally bumped into him. But more than touch Foxy loved talking to people, they where so much more interesting than the other animatronics at the restaurant. Though he knew he couldn't get too close to people, after all he only had a month, and not a day longer. He made sure to never see the same girl twice, he didn't want to get attached to only have to leave them forever.
Yet when Freddy had announced that the new night guard would be a girl, Foxy couldn't help feel a familiar feeling of excitement. He knew it wasn't lust, after all it wasn't like he still had the parts that gave him that drive, but rather the hope that he could feel the familiar sensation of soft hair, and warm flesh. He knew it was a long shot, but hell even Freddy would occasionally take a guard, and pin them down. It was something about wanting to listen to the sound of their heart beat, Foxy wasn't sure, all he knew was that if he played it right he could count on a chance of feeling a girl's soft everything. All he needed was one opportunity, after all he had convinced all those other girls to take him home with them, how hard could it be to get one to let him into their office?
As the door slammed on him for perhaps the 12 time that night Foxy couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated. "I bet the only reason she's not talking to me is because I don't have a drink." He thought discouraged. He was nearly tempted to go get the girl a soda, but he knew that soda wasn't the same as one of those fruity drinks his female friends had enjoyed so much. Foxy began to sulk back to his cove until he saw it, his opportunity to get in, the girl left the door open. Foxy knew that she was trying to conserve power and nothing else, but still he had been going after this girl all night. Ignoring the rules Freddy had implemented on him long ago, Foxy darted into the office. Only when he looked around he didn't see the girl, or the office for that matter. Instead he found himself in a completely black room, with only the faintest bit of light coming from the ceiling.
"Really Foxy." An unfortunately familiar voice said almost in an amused tone. "Not even human and your still chasing tail."
"What's the meaning of this Marionette?" Foxy demand. "I'm off the clock, and this isn't even your pizzeria."
The puppet only smiled, something that filled Foxy with terror since he didn't know that Marionette was capable of smiling. "Foxy, you naughty boy. When I made you human I had expected that you'd get yourself into some type of mischief but never this."
"What are you talking about? I never hurt anyone!" Foxy argued "I was friendly-"
"Apparently you were a little too friendly."
Foxy tilted his head "What do you mean."
The puppet laughed sending a chill down Foxy's metal frame. "You have a son Foxy," Marionette pulled a small bundle from what seemed to be out of thin air. "Here little one, come meet you daddy."