Chapter 3
"What... on earth is all of this?" Bonnie said in bewilderment. Chica stepped inside, feeling a softness of carpet underneath her.
The walls were plastered with blue and tan, representing what she knew only little of what was a 'beach'. A playset on the far side of the corner was built to look like a ship, and pieces of gold and other sea creatures hung from the ceiling. A few games were set off onto the side of the room.
"A pirate..." she whispered. "A pirate is coming."
"What? A pirate? You mean those things that steal whatever they can grasp and... kill people?" Bonnie questioned, fear lining his tone. None of them knew much about pirates, or anything that wasn't previously programmed into their systems, but they could learn about things far faster than they should've been able to. The thought was scary, because they had heard things here and there about them, but nothing that was that horrible.
"Well, they're rebellious for sure. I would enjoy saying we stand a fair chance in them being nice, but the odds seem low." Freddy said, adjusting his bowler hat.
"It's okay. We'll manage, right?" Chica looked to Bonnie and Freddy with belief that they could handle this newcomer. "We have one week to prepare."
"I don't want anyone new," Bonnie said in a cross tone, "I liked it just us." She frowned at Bonnie's growing negativity. Usually the bot was extremely up-beat.
"What do they want a new bot for anyway?" Chica wondered.
"Maybe we aren't doing good enough..." Freddy said worriedly. Chica could sense the stress that all three of them were suddenly experiencing, so she tried to lighten up the mood.
"No, no... stop, don't think like that, Freddy. We're fantastic for crying out loud!" Chica said, trying to cheer them up. Her friends just exchanged uneasy glances.
"Cheeks, admit it, a pirate is the worst thing we could possibly imagine." Chica rolled her eyes at Bonnie's nickname.
"Give whoever this is time, will you? We haven't even met them yet. We don't know who they are, or what their intentions are." Chica frowned at Bonnie's resistance in giving this new bot a fair chance.
She turned back to the room, taking it all in. One week, a bot would be here, performing. Who knew what would happen?
It was like the week had taken forever, but it had finally passed successfully. It was a week from the day Mr. Fazbear told them about the new arrival. There was a great intensity amongst the robots that day. Normally their Sundays were consistant in being quiet, but this afternoon the tension was through the roof.
The bots had stayed quiet all day, just waiting, and waiting for whoever they were about to meet to come. Minutes seemed to last for weeks, and hours seemed to last for centuries. Though, the time was soon to come.
The front door could be heard being unlocked, and the Chica felt something inside her become excited. A box was being wheeled in, the Fazbears and two other men following behind.
Chica saw them enter the 'Pirate's Cove', as it'd been properly named. She heard a lot of noise coming from there, and waited, nearly exploding with velocity of excitement. There were mumbled and mixed voices, and she couldn't make out any of it frustratingly.
Suddenly, the men and two owners left the cove. It was a fast process as far as Chica could tell. She watched as the group of humans walked, talking excitedly but they were just out of ear range. The three observed as the door closed behind the five people, and they were officially gone.
"The animatronic is here," Bonnie whispered. Chica stared anxiously at the curtains, half waiting for someone to come out, but nothing happened. In fact, she heard not a sound-no walking across carpets, no curtains swishing, no sound of squeaking metal. All was lost in silence for the moment.
Chica stepped off the stage, tiptoeing quietly towards the curtains. Nervousness filled her. Maybe the bot inside wasn't turned on? But she'd heard some kind of musical tune garbled with the voices earlier, so most likely, they were turned on...
She heard Freddy and Bonnie come up on either side of her as she grabbed the two curtains, preparing to open it. To meet their new possible friend, their new company. Chica sighed, then got ready to pull open the curtains.
"FREEDOM!" Suddenly, a blur sped past Chica, and a blast of air smacked her in the face, making her squeak and jump away from the curtains. She covered her face, still surprised at the sudden currents of air assaulting her. She looked up again and opened her eyes, looking around.
"Bonnie? Freddy? What was..." Chica trailed off as she turned around, "...that?" She blinked in shock at the sight in front of her.
The animatronic that they'd been expecting stood in front of them. She felt the tension between all of them hanging in the air, so thick you'd be able to cut it with a knife.
Freddy had frozen up beside her, and Bonnie was still taking in the appearance of the new robot. Chica observed him, looking him up and down, still unable to comprehend it herself. He was a pale, crimson-colored fox.
He wore an eyepatch over one eye, and was sporting shorts that were slightly torn in a few spots-Chica supposed-to add to the whole 'pirate' impression. A hook was where one of his hands should've been. He was tall, like the other bots, still leaving her to the title of 'shortest bot'. His eye was a pale, golden color, and was slightly glowing.
Though, he did not seem hostile, in fact, equally shocked to see the three of them there. Chica noticed her beak was open, and she closed it, feeling embarrassed. The new bot took a while to take each of them in. Chica noticed that he seemed uneasy; much like Freddy when they'd first met.
"A-aye, that was me that did that," he finally answered Chica's question with a nervous stammer, "bein' caged up in the dark was a bit boring, I was a bit happy ta be outta tha box." His voice wasn't completely deep-but very in between Bonnie and Freddy's. For some reason, she felt a smile grow on her face, and she felt excitement burst through her, and she was unable to keep it hidden any longer.
"YOU LOOK AND SOUND SO AMAZING!" Chica squealed, causing him to flinch, to which she quickly covered her beak, kicking herself internally for it. "S-sorry, you don't know how long we've waited for you!" She grinned.
His wary caution seemed to melt into a calm smile.
"I wasn't sure what the reaction ta me would be at first. I'm relieved." He said.
"You still got us to deal with," Bonnie cut into the conversation. Chica just sighed; she knew this might not work out well. The rabbit has been in a sour mood all week. "Firstly, who are you? Why are you here?"
"Bonnie, there's no reason to be hostile to him. He's perfectly harmless," she said, subconciously looking down at his hook. She shook the thought out of her mind; it wasn't right to start assuming things.
"Me name? Well, I be Foxy, Foxy the pirate," he said, seeming a bit prideful about it. "I'm here ta perform alongside of ye in tha cove... at least that's what I heard a few minutes ago." Foxy explained while looking back to Chica. "So, who be all of ye?"
"I'm Chica, this is Bonnie, and this is Fr-" Chica turned to find Freddy, but found him behind Chica, failing to hide. She just sighed and stepped away, exposing the shy bear. "This is Freddy." She said, maintaining her smile. When she looked back to the bear, he'd straightened up and was fixing his hat. He cleared his voicebox and began to speak,
"Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, Foxy. All of us have ground rules we follow and obey, and we expect you to follow by those as well," Chica was surprised at his integrity as he continued, "and if you do, we'll have no issues. The basics of it are that we all are nice to each other, all of us keep the kids and their parents safe, and we help the kids who don't fit in. No getting into other bots' business, no causing trouble. It might be a lot, but it's what keeps us at peace," Freddy finished. The animatronic wasn't to be taken lightly when he got past his shyness.
Foxy blinked, seeming to get the leader's terms down straight.
"Yes, I think I'll be quite alright followin' those rules," he said, to which Freddy nearly crumpled beside Chica with relief. Chica could tell Foxy was definitely still nervous because of Bonnie, which annoyed the chicken. She glared at Bonnie, though his red orbs were focused on Foxy.
"You're not one of us, so you're not allowed on our stage," Chica's eyes widened when she heard Bonnie's unexpected sneer. Foxy, much like a dog, flattened his ears upon hearing this, but kept a quiet voice when he responded to the snide words,
"U-understood."
"Bonnie, what are you doing?" Chica whispered, but the rabbit ignored her. She just frowned, looking back to Foxy who was looking away disappointedly. He feels so unwelcome, Chica thought angrily.
"So, Foxy, since you just got here, let me show you around the place, okay? You'll have to know where everything is." She tried to make the situation more upbeat as she walked towards him and grabbed his one hand to guide him. He seemed to flinch slightly at the touch, but didn't slip away.
"Any objections?" She turned and narrowed her eyes at Freddy and Bonnie. The purple rabbit crossed his arms and turned away, while Freddy just nodded her on approvingly. She turned back, leading Foxy down the hall.
She looked behind her and up at him, an almost dazed look in his eye at all that had just happened. He met Chica's eyes, and gave a small smile. She smiled back and looked ahead again. They'd traveled only for a moment before they stopped to the kitchen. Before entering, she stopped and looked up at him.
"I'm so sorry for the way Bonnie is acting. All week he was acting up. I've been lost in wonder about what got his circuits in a twist," she grumbled.
"Hey, hey; it's okay. I understand I'm bargin' in. Just kinda sucks the bots I have to be around are kinda hostile and think I'm some kind'a murderer or somethin'," Foxy said, but then realized he'd said too much about Bonnie and Freddy. "I-I mean, they're nice 'n all, but they could be a lil' friendlier."
"It's okay. I know, I'm not a hundred percent sure on what's going through Bonnie's mind." Chica sighed. "But anyway, this is the kitchen! Sometimes I come here to prepare food overnight if I can't sleep. The owners hardly notice; and about the owners, we don't want them to know we're alive, so try to hold your tongue around them," Chica said as he glanced around at the room.
It didn't take very long before Chica had gone through the entire building. He was very silent the entire time while Chica chattered on and on about the restaurant and all of the different rooms, and even talked about their pasts a little. She was not keen about the idea of bringing Foxy straight back to Bonnie and Freddy, so she kept him in the parts room for the moment. She pushed herself up onto one of the tables and sat there.
"So Foxy, you were already activated in the box, right?" He turned at Chica's question.
"Aye, I've been turned on for quite a while," he replied. She tilted her head slightly.
"You've been on for a while? What do you mean?"
"Well, this wasn't my first home, unlike all of ye." He admitted.
"W-what? What do you mean?" Chica asked. "You... lived somewhere else?" He only nodded at her question.
"How was it?"
"T'was... interestin'. I was an outside performer at some kinda amusement park or whatnot. They got some new act, so I was useless, then. I heard I was bein' shipped away to some new place to perform. An' here I am." He explained.
"Whoa... I've never been outside... what's it like?" There was genuine curiosity in her voice.
"It's nothin' special, I suppose. It's nice 'n breezy, nothin' like this stuffy place ye call home." He said.
"Wow... it sounds nice." Chica said in awe. He smiled a little.
"Havin' the night sky watchin' over ye is... definitely a comfort. Here, I feel like the sky's gone forever." He sighed. She frowned a bit.
"I'm sorry, but.. what's a sky?" She asked. He looked at her, seeming surprised she didn't know what the sky was.
"Ye... ye don't know?" He asked in shock.
"No... should I?"
"Tha sky is what blankets the world! It's blue, or sometimes it can be gray 'n pretty much any other color ye can think of. It's especially pretty durin' tha evenin' when the orange, pink and purple colors mix together. It's nicest at night, though. Ye can see stars from so far away." She listened in fascination as he went on about this mysterious sky. How was it possible Chica had never heard about a sky before? Sure, she'd seen the painted walls of the cove depicting the beach, but that just looked like water. She couldn't find it in her coding either, and no parents ever seemed to speak of the sky. Maybe it was just so common in the outside world that no one spoke of it.
"It sounds lovely. I'd like to see it one day, but we're stuck here forever." Chica said in disappointment. He raised an eyebrow.
"Ye sure ye can't leave?" She became uncomfortable at this question.
"Well.. I mean... we aren't exactly allowed. None of us have ever left."
"Blimey, it's amazing how none of ye have lost yer minds." The fox said.
"Maybe one day I'll see a sky," she shrugged, "though I don't see how I could."
"Perhaps ye will," he said with a smile, following her out of the room.
They had returned to the dining hall a moment later. Chica felt her good mood disperse when she saw Bonnie eyeing Foxy in an almost angered way. She quickly jumped in front of him, to which he looked down at her and stopped walking.
"M-maybe it's best you got some shut-eye! You're performing tomorrow after all, right?" She asked nervously, trying not to make it obvious that she was trying to evade his attention from Bonnie's glares. He looked up for a moment, then looked back down, nodding.
"I suppose you're right," he said, turning to the curtain. "G'night." He looked back at Chica for a moment, then disappeared into it. She sighed with relief, but that didn't last long when she heard Bonnie mutter, "Useless piece of scrap," which caused her to turn around angrily.
"What the heck are you doing, Bonnie?!" She demanded, to which the rabbit was taken aback.
"C-Chica..." Freddy said worriedly.
"What do you mean me? What are YOU doing?" The rabbit retorted.
"I'm being nice to our new friend! It's called being openminded. Maybe you should try it sometime!" Chica snapped. Bonnie walked towards her angrily and used his height as intimidation to the small chicken.
"B-Bonnie..." Freddy mumbled.
"Are you saying I'm dumb?" He growled.
"Yes, I am." Chica spoke at a leveled tone.
"G-guys..." Freddy stammered.
"Well, you know what you are, Chica? A moron." The rabbit hissed with closed teeth.
"I'd rather be a moron than a stuck up pig who thinks he can't be nice to one new animatronic!" Chica yelled.
"You're the pig! You just met this guy and you're all over him like white on rice, you disgusting brat!" She flinched at the insult, feeling her circuits becoming hot with embarrassment.
"I was merely showing him around and being nice to him like I've previously stated, although if what you say is true," she responded crossly, "then I must have learned from the best." She stared deep into Bonnie's pupils, and he blinked at her words in shock.
"You little bi-"
"Stop it!" Freddy got both of their attention, cutting off their words. They whipped their heads to stare at him, to which he became stiff. "J-just stop..." The bear said slowly.
"Fine, Chica, you can like him, but I don't have to. He's worthless to this establishment."
Her beak dropped at his words, and she stared up at him in anger.
"He's worthless, or are you just nervous that he'll be better than you?" Her words were harsher than she intended.
"You choose him over us? Over me?"
"What are you talking about? I never even said that!" Chica snapped at the accusation.
"You're rotten, Chica, from the top of your head to the bottom of your wiring." Bonnie growled, to which Chica looked at him angrily.
"I-I'm not rotten..." Chica said under her static.
"You're a no good traitor," Bonnie hissed, making Chica look up in devastation.
"I'm... not a traitor for liking the new animatronic..." she said sadly.
"Bots like you don't deserve FRIENDS LIKE US!" She flinched at his loudness.
"Enough of this!" Freddy jumped in between them. "Bonnie, apologize at once!" The bear said, prodding Bonnie's chest with one finger. Chica was thankful for Freddy jumping in, as the bear didn't do this very often and was a pretty rare occurance.
"What? Why me Fred? She started it!" The rabbit said in defiance.
"Bonnie, I don't want to have to ask you again." The bear said sternly.
"Whatever, sorry," the rabbit said, crossing his arms and looking opposite from Chica. She shook slightly, still in shock at her friend's yelling.
"Bonnie, like you mean it!" Freddy growled as if he was his father. Bonnie huffed, looking down at the smaller chicken.
"I'm sorry for what I said," he grumbled. She didn't say anything and just looked away, mortified by his words.
Bots like you don't deserve friends like us!
The rabbit turned, walking past her and clunking into her slightly as he went, nearly knocking her backwards. She stared at him as he disappeared into the dark hallway. When she turned back, Freddy was there.
"You okay?" He asked. Chica just nodded slightly, not wanting to worry her friend instead of pouring out sobs and yells about how angry she was at his words and accusations.
"Just pardon him a bit, okay? He's just... well... jealous."
Chica blinked at the bot's words.
"Jealous?" She asked.
"He feels a bit intimidated by Foxy, like you said. He doesn't like how Foxy is better built than us," Freddy explained, "and also the factor of... you and him."
"What about me and him?" Chica demanded.
"Well, he's worried that you and Foxy will take interest in each other, and that you and him won't talk as much as you do. He told me while you two went off exploring the restaurant."
Chica blinked in astonishment.
"Is that what this is all about?"
"Yes," the bear said nervously, "but don't mention it to him, I wasn't supposed to tell. Let me go after him and try to calm him down," Freddy pet her shoulder, then left down the same hallway a moment later.
She stood there a moment, lost in thought. So Bonnie was jealous of Foxy and her becoming friends? Then he has to deal with it! I'm not going to lose a potential friendship over him being stupid. Chica thought in annoyance.
She was broken out of her thoughts when something cold touched her shoulder, making her jump.
Thanks for the review, follows and favorites! Highly appreciated :) and since I have learned to play with the editor a little more there will no longer be a ~~~ separating the POV changes, it'll be the line going across now haha (of course time changes as well!). Hope you enjoy this chapter!
~RL
