Hello everyone. My name is Sir Delvin and I would like to finish what my dear friend Miak the Revenant started before he passed away. Without further ado...
Dragonborn took Chica's hand, smiling as she blushed. The two had been spending the week together while Chica recovered from a rather nasty virus. She groaned, looking at the clock. "Well, I might wanna start cooking. Do you remember where I put my Mammoth Cheese?" The animatronic smiled and Dragonborn shrugged. "Do I look like I know where your cooking stuff is?" Dragonborn asked, grinning.
Foxy's POV
The Nord was tough. He frickin beat me in a fight. I did not know it was possible until I first tried to jumpscare him. My hook bit into his flesh and he kept fight. He kicked and cut and Shouted and threw fire and ice and lightning my way until I gave up. He deserves to be with Chica. Lucky man. Ah well, I've got a show. "This show'll be my first since the Bite of '87. That wasn't my fault. Mr. Smith shut me, Fredbear, AND Goldy down. This'll be great." I mumbled quietly. "ARGH MATEYS!" I shouted to the crowd. Dragonborn was in the corner, eyeing me cautiously. "I'm Captain Foxy! This is a new crowd of deck hands! HAHA!" I laughed good naturedly.
Dragonborn's POV
I watched Foxy. If he decided to cause trouble, I would need to intervene. Meanwhile, the poster kept changing to Golden Freddy. If he showed up before the Fright was incorporated into the building, he would cause a panic. I watched and nothing went wrong. Grabbing my paycheck, I called Arvak and rode home.