A/N, Hello everyone! I hope you are enjoying this story so far, and that you will enjoy this chapter as well! Just a warning, there may be some Teen rated stuff in this chapter, like, uh, taking clothes off. That is why this story is rated T. Anyway, I hope you will enjoy this story, and this chapter. I hope you are having a good day/night, and that you will leave your opinion on it in the review section.

-Scriptorem stilis

P.s, I would like to know if I should have some shipping in this story. I would like to know who you want to be in a relationship! But Foxy can not be in any, I already have plans for him. XD


Chapter Three

Anne Dieu-le-veut

He woke with a start.

His eyes came into focus as he looked around, taking in his surroundings.

The blue painted bricks gave away where he was. Foxy stood up slowly, resting a hand on the wall for support. Carefully, he walked to the closed purple curtains of Pirates Cove. Something didn't seem right, what, he couldn't tell.

Suddenly, the air erupted in cheers of joy, and it seemed to be right outside the curtain. Foxy nearly fell down when he heard a strong, feminine voice call out,

"Ahoy, wee ones! I be Cap'n Anne Dieu-le-veut! But ye may call me Mary, or Marianne,"

'What the hell?!' Foxy thought to himself.

Slowly, he reached out with his hooked hand and drew the curtain open far enough to let him see out. Surrounded by a sea of up turned faces, there stood a white vixen. Foxy felt his jaw drop as he gazed upon her.

Suddenly, a kid in the audience raised their hand. The vixen, Mary, looked at the kid and asked them,

"Arr, do ye have a question to ask me?"

Foxy couldn't see the kids face, only the arm and hand.

"How are you captain? I thought Foxy was the captain,"

The vixen's tail twitched anxiously.

"He, ah, Foxy has retired, and handed me the captains hat," Mary lied to the children.

A loud murmur broke out at the news.

"Ahoy, me hearty's! Do ye wish to hear a tale, of how I came to meet ye?" Marianne asked, trying to regain the children's attention.

"Why did Foxy bite that kids face off?" Some random kid blurted.

"Is that why you are here? Cause Foxy is dangerous?" Another asked.

The vixen was bombarded with questions like this. She waited for them to all be silent.

"Why Foxy be gone, it be a matter for the older seadogs that run this pizzeria. Now, who wants to hear a tale of how I got here? To meet all ye wonderful children?"

There was a sudden uproar of children shouting yes please. Mary smiled as she began her tale.

Foxy listened intently. To his surprise, what this vixen was saying was nearly the same story he had told the children on his first performance.

At last, the vixen finished her story, and was rewarded with a round of loud applause.

"Thank you, everyone for coming out today! We hoped you enjoyed your stay here at Freddy Fazbears Pizza, and that you will come back soon!" a man said on a microphone.

Slowly, the restaurant began to empty.

Foxy moved over to where he had woken up and sat down, pretending to still be shut off. As he sat there, he wondered where that vixen thought she was going to spend the nights.

Suddenly, the gentle sound of the curtains being opened caught his attention.

Opening his eye slightly, Foxy saw the silhouetted figure of a fox standing at the entrance of Pirates Cove.


Mary stepped into the room, drawing the curtains closed behind her.

"The wee ones be nuts," She said to herself.

It had been her first show, and she was glad the kids were excited. Sighing through her nose, her eyes caught on the glint of light of the metal hook of her predecessor.

She had to admit, he was pretty hot.

What the hell is she thinking?! She is an animatronic! She shouldn't have thoughts like that!

"So what made ye do it?" Mary asked softly as she came closer to the crimson fox.

The crimson fox stayed unresponsive.

"He must still be powered down," Mary told herself.

Suddenly, she caught a golden light under the lids of the crimson fox's eye, as the other was covered by his eye patch.

'Is...is he watching me?' Mary thought to herself.

Slowly, she raised her hand in front of the pirate fox's eye and waved it, seeing if it tracked her movements. It confirmed her suspicion. The fox was powered down, but with his eye left open.

She moved away from the fox, over to the other side of the room. The hair on the back of her neck seemed to stand up. As if someone was watching her. Looking over her shoulder, she saw no one.

Shrugging it off, she continued.

She slipped the coat off her shoulders and laid it on the ground. Putting her hands on her waist, she pulled of the pirate shirt she had been given to go with the coat.

She almost fantasized she heard the sharp intake of breath when she pulled of her shirt.

Covering her chest with her folded arms, she looked behind her. Foxy still sat by the wall, not moving. The vixen sighed as she turned around again. She was just being paranoid.

Taking off her pants, she sat down on her coat, the laid out on it. Slowly, she drifted into sleep mode.


Foxy was struggling to keep from moving. This vixen had just stripped down to the fur in front of him.

Now she was sleeping on her coat, with her back to him. Her tail neatly placed to cover the rear cleavage.

She was breath taking. Foxy had never seen a female animatronic so attractive. But then again, he has only met one girl in this restaurant, and that was Chica. Sure, she was pretty, but she just didn't have the feel that Foxy liked.

Slowly, he got up. The vixen did not move, but she started to shiver slightly.

Foxy had never been bothered by the cold, but this vixen seemed to be. He walked over to a door, painted to blend in with the wall. Lifting his left hand up, he twisted the door handle, and went in the room.

A room was too grand a word to call this. It was more of a closet. Looking around, he quickly sighted what he needed. Picking up a star covered blanket, he walked back out of the closet, closing the door behind him.

Moving over to the vixen, he draped the blanket over her, trying to not look at her while doing so.

The vixen stopped shivering immediately and pulled the blanket close to her.

Foxy smiled as he walked back over to the wall and sat back down again.

Softly, he sang to himself before drifting off into sleep mode.