Disrepaired, but Still in Love
Sequel to Fox and the Chick, one of my most famous one-shots on this site.
NOTICE: This takes place around the time of Five Nights at Freddy's 2, which so far lacks quite a bit of information. If I get anything wrong or anything, bear with me. I try very hard to make my stories acurate to the material. Well, enough about me, lets get the story up and running! Oh and this is in Foxy's Point of View since the first one was Chica's.
Years... Many, many years... I have been locked away in me old cove in Freddy Frazbear's ever since me dreadful accident... Bite of '87 was a dark time for us all, we couldn't move an inch in front of us during the morning and forced to sing the songs that would even make Davy Jones's ears bleed. Freddy resented me, Bonnie ignored me, but Chica, she be a different story.
The lass respected me, we cared for each other, she always sneaked to me cove whenever it was night time, during the times where robberies and break-ins were mighty rare. Honestly, I have no idea why the owners would put in security guards working a night shift... Maybe scared the pizza recipe would be taken, although I have seen kids eat it with so much fear in their eyes, it looked as if it had tentacles and eyeballs instead of goopy cheese and soggy crust. Now, Chica found me, disrepaired and she now resumes meeting me again, ignoring this lad who came in... Mike was it?
Well, ever since Mike left, the place went down, out of business, sunk like a ship in the deep blue sea. Honestly, I don't blame him, Freddy's game was quite odd and dangerous for land-lubbers like him. We then were moved to "Parts and Repaires" a door read and that is where Bonnie had his face removed and we sit, our endoskeletons briefly showing. "Foxy... I am scared." I hear Chica say and I put my hooked arm around her, calming her down. "Aye, me too, Lass, me too." I respond and I truly was shivering in my boots at the thought of anything happening to us, but most importantly, if something were to happen to Chica.
Chica was my Lass, I loved her and she loved me, I would have been dead in more ways than one if I didn't have her beside me. I feel her feathery arms wrap around my neck, her eyes closing as she sleeps, my metalic heart throbs. "I make a sailor's promise to never leave ye again, Chica, and I promise ye that." I say in her ear as I drift to sleep, with our arms wrapped around each other.
The mornings were difficult to bear with these new guys around, they think they can replace us with these knock-off versions of us? Well they'd be dead wrong. The songs were out of tune and had lyrics changed to fit kiddies of the now and that Foxy, just that version of me was enough to say "Hey, they be mocking me! I am a true sailor and not that kracken with thy name!" I said that the first day we came to this new place. Bonnie cries over the loss of his face, something we all pity him for and Freddy has gotten more depressed, his title was taken from him by a wanna be Freddy, so easily. Chica and me, we stayed the same, bit saddened by the abandonedment, but we managed because we had one thing: each other.
This place, new faces, everything would make anyone cringe, but I had the only thing that keeps me going, Chica. And she had me. I sang to her, she kept me good company, I love her and she loved me and together, we will stand together forever...
Now and forever...