Night 3

Blake came in a bit early the next evening, carrying her shoulder bag and going into Pirate's Cove-wanting to talk to Foxy about something before her shift, taking out a book and looking through it as the fox came over, shifting to his human form and eyeing the pictures before pointing at one. "That be I see ye wearin' lass." He commented, the redhead smiling up at him. "I wanted your opinion of what the costume should look like since Mr. Wilson OK'd the idea." She looked up, shuddering slightly at a chill as Foxy growled, looking around before setting his hand on her shoulder, hearing the alarm chime midnight, Freddy coming in in his human form, blinking at her. "She's picking up on Goldie, isn't she?" he asked softly, the pirate nodding as a gold-colored bear materialized in front of the girl, letting out a screech from its voicebox. Blake slowly got up, almost in a trance as she looked at the bear, opening her arms to hug him. "It's all right," she said softly, the gold bear staring at her before lunging, strands of light erupting from her fingertips to stop him as her eyes glowed white. Freddy stepped forward. "Goldie stop." He said, watching him struggle against the bonds. "Let Blake help you."

Goldie blinked at Freddy, not realizing he had been released until he felt arms around him, the girl's aura surrounding them both in light. Chica and Bonnie peeked in, watching the bear fall to his knees, blood coming from his eye sockets. Blake blinked at him, kneeling down and petting his cheek. "Hello Goldie," she said softly as she took her handkerchief and wiped at his eyes, gasping as he suddenly hugged her and sobbed. "It's all right now-I promise." Her tone was soothing as she rubbed his back, watching him shift to his human form.

"Why?" he asked, sniffling and looking at her. "Why help something so broken?"

There was a soft chuckle. "You already know the answer Goldie-it's my nature. I'm sorry for restraining you there for a moment." She glanced at Freddy, mouthing 'thank you' to him as Foxy came over after grabbing some paper toweling, holding it out to the blonde-haired male who took it, wiping his eyes before looking at the girl holding him. "Thank you Blake," he said, his voice watery before glancing at the picture on the page and getting up, disappearing. The fox held his friend close. "Easy lass," he said, holding her shaking form as she began crying.

"F-Foxy...I was scared." She whimpered, clinging to him.

He blinked, looking at Freddy in shock as the other male came over and knelt next to them, rubbing her back. "You were very brave Blake." He said, trying to soothe her as she had been soothing them. "That took a lot out of you, didn't it?"

Blake nodded, looking at him. "I've never had to use that ability-and it was more instinctive than anything. As soon as he stopped however, they faded-he was not restrained after you spoke to him-you gave me the opening I needed to be able to help."

They looked up as Goldie reappeared, holding out a bundle and blushing a bit as she got up, taking it and unfolding it before moving off, changing into the gown. Foxy eyed him. "Where did ye find it?" he asked, going over and grabbing the matching cloak as the blonde chuckled. "I happened to remember where it was." He set down a pair of boots. "I...wanted to do something nice for her-no one has ever been nice to me like that." He looked up, watching Blake come out in the seafoam green outfit, blushing furiously as the pirate delicately draped the cloak over her shoulders, fastening it. "By Neptune lass," he breathed, smiling at her as Freddy and Goldie chuckled, Chica giggling as she bounded over, having her friend twirl. "You look amazing in that!" she cooed, watching her slip on the boots before standing next to Foxy who wrapped his arm around her, the hook resting gently around her right wrist. "Just like the drawing you two did." Bonnie chimed in, earning a growl from the fox along with mutterings about 'landlubbers being in his quarters'.

Blake blushed, looking at herself in the mirror in the main room as the Marionette came over, watching her. "It suits you Blake." He said, watching her turn to him and smiling up at him as her power arc over her body happily, the black being watching her. 'How can she be so happy in a dark place like this?' he thought, tilting his head before going into his human form, removing the mask on his face and smiling at her, now only a bit taller than her as she giggled. "Foxy is a lucky being." The black-haired male smirked at the look of shock on her face before explaining. "He cares deeply for you, and not just because you seem to have come right from one of his stories. Remember how he was protecting you from me last night?"

The redhead blushed, glancing toward the cove and seeing Foxy standing there, noticing how where she had done the repairs on his animatronic body looked like scars on his human one, her cheeks darkening even more as he strolled over, looking up at the other male who shrugged and grinned at him before leaving the pair alone. The pirate looked at her, lifting his eyepatch and looking slightly uncomfortable. "Lass..." he began, watching her set a slim finger on his lips, her eyes meeting his. "Foxy-I can't help what I am feeling-but I care about you-you and the others here. None of you deserve to be trapped in here. If I can find a way, I will free your spirits from this place...even if it means losing you guys."

Foxy blinked, a single tear falling from his eye. "Lass," he said. "Even if ye freed us, we'd stay here for ye and t' children that come to see us. Besides, I would not leave ye unless that be yer wish Blake."

The girl blushed at his words, feeling the strength of them start to bind them together-to bind her with all of them as tears fell.

Freddy's P.O.V.

He couldn't believe the tenderness the old fox was showing the redhead, feeling a bit of the bond forming between them all. He glanced at the others, Chica and Bonnie smiling as Goldie moved past them, walking to the pair and hugging them both, smiling at the pair who looked at him, Blake blushing nearly the same color as her hair. Chica came out after a few minutes with a large pizza and a tray with a pitcher of soda and glasses, setting them down as the others came over. Marionette came over, gently tilting the girl's face up gently. "You have bound us together Blake-and you are part of that binding. I do not understand why?"

"Because none of you standing-er sitting with me deserve to be trapped here. So I will either free you...or join you in death." She looked at Foxy as she said the words, watching him stare. "You would trap yourself with us?" he gasped, watching her calmly eat a slice of pizza as if they were merely speaking about the weather, even Goldie surprised by her words. "Yep," came the reply. "You see, there's not all that much out there for someone with my...abilities save for during the faires that come a couple times a year-my best friend and I are most active then because people think we're just acting." She looked at her reflection in her cup of soda, thinking for a bit. "I think...that's why I love being here-because my abilities are finally useful for something. If I could...heal what happened this place could do a lot-WE could do a lot. We've got a band, a person who makes awesome pizzas, someone to tell stories to youngsters...there is a lot of good this place can do."

Chica's P.O.V.

Chica was surprised by what her friend said: she knew her pizzas were good, but to hear them be called awesome was something new to her. She looked at the others and smiled, happy to see that Goldie and Puppet, as Blake fondly called him, were actually joining them. 'They've always kept to themselves.' She thought. 'Blake really got them to open up. She was right too-what the Boss showed her has strengthened her' The blonde girl grabbed a slice of pizza, nibbling on it as Blake checked the time before excusing herself, heading into the cove to change back into her uniform.

Blake's P.O.V.

Blake stepped into the cove, removing the outfit and slipping her uniform on as Goldie appeared next to her, watching as she folded the gown and cloak and put them in the cardboard 'chest' that the drawing rested on, her gaze lingering on it as the blonde spoke. "Cherish what you have Blake," he said softly, watching her turn to him. "Even if it's only memories."

The girl finished what she was doing before setting one hand on his cheek. "You are real Goldie-not just a spirit." Came the quiet words as she led him out into the main area after grabbing her bag. "Um guys?" she began, watching them look at her. "I'm going to need to talk to someone about what can be done in this situation-the one I speak of is the woman that helped me and Hayley with our powers. Diane can be trusted-she's more knowledgeable about this kind of thing than I am and has resources that I do not."

Puppet walked over, towering slightly above the girl. "Would she come with you?" he asked, an edge of anger in his voice.

"She might Puppet-if only to help me gauge my options here." Blake stood firm, waiting for the black-haired male to do something as he tilted his head. "Your words ring true Blake," he said calmly, smirking at the fact she thought he would hurt her. "She may, however, not like the bond we all now share with you."

The girl shrugged before helping to clean up. "It is my choice Puppet-she doesn't have to like it. She understands my abilities and knows they can react in ways that may seem undesirable." She smirked herself. "Besides, having a bond with you guys will help me when I can finally can help you break your chains-my power will shield you since breaking such things can cause backlash."

The Puppet chuckled as the clock struck 6AM and shifted back to his normal form, hugging her gently before heading for his box. Blake grinned, heading to the kitchen and helping Chica put everything away before checking on Foxy, the animatronic looking at her calmly. "Be careful lass." He said. "We be trustin' yer judgement here."

"I know Foxy." She replied, walking over and kissing his cheek softly, hugging him before letting go. "I'll be back tonight ok?"

The pirate gently brushed her hair back with his hand, letting it rest on her cheek briefly before lowering it and watching her go. "Be safe, me bonnie love." He whispered, hearing her drive off.