Chapter 3-broken threads A/N)) *big long apology on how i havent updated because im lazy* :D *1987*

Joy filled Freddy's as songs came from a bright hall at pirates cove. Old pirate toons could be heard by an automated voice. Children were all pushing to the front, just to get a better look at Foxy the pirate fox. Foxy was only a few weeks old, and was the new attraction. He loved the attention.
"Yaarrrgh! What you children be doing at the pirates cove? Explain yourself or you be walkin the plank!" Foxy receited cheerily. The he would put his hand over his ear "listening" to the kids shout various answers. Then he would nod and scratch his chin. "Seems fair enough! Let's go on an adventure together!" Foxy convinced, then sang again. After, he would tell stories and let the children sit on his lap.
Foxy was almost finished with his show when a child came up and sat tood close to him. "And when i was huntin for fish i would catch them like this!" He told the children, then snapped his jaws forward, like he was trying to catch fish. SNAP SNAP SNAP CRUNCHH.
Foxy looked down and saw blood dripping from his jaw. He tried to release his jaw but it was stuck. Screams and shouts filled the resteraunt. The childs mother grabbed a nearby pipe, and started slamming it into Foxy's mouth. One of his screws broke, and his jaw fell loose. The little boy was detached from his sharp teeth and taken to the hospital. Everone left the pizzeria with hateful glares toward the pirates cove.
But inside, there was a very regretful fox. A fox that had nobody that understood him.

*Present*

Allie walked through the doors right when the clock hit twelve. She looked around, and saw none of the animatronics around. She then casually cruised down the hallway, and saw the camera at pirates cove on. She cocked her head at it in question, then kept walking towards the door of the office. Utter confusion swept over her when the door was closed. She knocked it slightly and heard a fearful whine. Allie then went to the window and tapped again. Then light suddenly turned on, the door opened and something grabbed her in.

*1987*

All foxy thought about for weeks was if th littlegirl was ok. She seemed very sweet and he felt terrible for doing that to her.

A few weeks later, Foxy heard some adults talking about the accident.
"Yeah, that poor little girl didn't have a chance of making it to the hospital alive. The doctors say she actually died in the restaurant." said one. The other responded with, "That's just sad, who knew such a stupid fox could do such terrible things." Foxy growled at that last comment. He was programed to do that show, he couldn't have opened his jaw, even if he wanted to. He looked down and sighed. No one would ever love him again.
"It wasn't your fault." said a voice from the corner."It was mine, I sat too close to the stage."
Foxy lifted his head up, and was surprised at what he saw. It was the little girl he had bit. It was also who he would recognize as Allie in a few years.

"How are you...how are you here? You'e dead." Foxy stuttered. The girl only laughed in delight. "I did die, silly. I died here. That's how ghosts work isn't it?" She asked in an obvious manner. Foxy was still puzzeled. Then the little girls face darkened in sadness.

"That's how you got here, isn't it?"

*Present*

Allie kicked at the person who had grabbed her. Her legs connected with the person stomach, and then let go.
"Ouch! What the hell girl? I was trying to save your life!" screamed the guy in the security uniform. He was lacking some muscles, but ad enough to pull Allie's weight inside. He also had his hair pulled back into a cap.

"Oh... sorry... Wait what are you doing here and who are you?" She asked . "If it wan't obvious by my nametag, my name is Mike, and I'm the new security guard."

*1987*

Foxy got defensive all of a sudden. "How do you know that?" He asked fiercely. The little girl sighed then floated over to Foxy. "I really don't know... but i'm guessing it has to do with you killing me."
He lightend up when she said that."Why do you think that?" He questioned. "Well when I died, I thought I was alive, and I walked around. After awhile I realized that I didn't make it, then I just started knowng things about you and your friends."The little girl told him quietly."Why did you come to me then? If I killed you, why come back?" Foxy questioned her. "The little girl smiled then looked at Foxy.
"I want to be friends."