He brought you out to your car and set you in the driver's seat. "You should get yourself checked out, because I expect you back to work tonight." You nodded sleepily and went to do just that. He watched you drive off. As soon as you were gone he went to the back stage and shut the door locking Foxy in for the day.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Night 3~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'Beep beep beep.' You were awoken by the highly annoying sound that was your alarm clock. You stuck your arm out from under your comforter and felt around for the offending object. After minuets of fruitless searching you rolled out of bed sleepily and hit the snooze button not bothering to actually turn the alarm off.

You rubbed your eyes and stretched only to find that that was a bad idea as your ribs throbbed in pain. "S***!" You cussed leaning forward and holding your chest and waiting for the pain to subside. When the pain finally dulled you carefully got out of bed and walked to the bath room.

You opened the lone cabinet and pulled out a bottle of aspirin. You took two pills and put it back before starting your evening shower. You dried off and put on your work clothes before sitting down to a late night breakfast of cold cereal and coffee. 'Breakfast of champions.' you thought sarcastically.

You ate in silence thinking about your job and the odd fox. 'I should have been dead.' You thought shoving another spoon full of coco puffs into your mouth. 'So why and I sitting here right now?' you sipped the coffee carefully, still too hot, you put it back down. 'Why didn't the fox kill me when he had the chance? Why didn't the bear finish shoving me in the suit?' Your shins twinged at the memory of slamming into the metal suit.

'The bunny sounded like it expected an answer, but what was the question?' You put the bowl full of milk to your lips and gulped it down. 'Were they trying to communicate with me?' You put the empty bowl and spoon into the sink. 'What were they trying to say? If they can think for themselves why are they trying to kill the night guards?' You sipped your coffee, safe to drink. You downed the cup in a few large gulps.

You checked the time. 'It's eleven fifteen.' You thought about leaving early. 'Better early than late.' You thought. You put the mug in the sink before grabbing your coat and heading out the door. You pulled out of the apartment parking lot unable to stop thinking about the homicidal animatronics.

You arrived at the pizzeria by eleven thirty and walked in the doors as the cleaning drew were wrapping up. You sat on the stage and waited for the crew to leave. "…Yeah it was f***ing insane." You hared one of the younger cleaners say. "There's no way that happened, robots can't think." This caught your attention. "No I swear, the fox turned on and tried to talk to me." "Then what did it say then?" He asked mockingly. "I don't know it voice box might of busted or something." The other one rolled his eyes and walked away.

This gave you an idea. 'What if there voice boxes are messed up? Maybe I can fix them.' Your face brightened 'I don't know how to fix animatronics but there still talking during the day so they can't be that bad.' You looked around before silently slipping into the back room. As you though the room was completely empty other than the empty heads and the suit you were almost shoved into yesterday.

You started pushing around piles of spare parts, being as quiet as possible, looking for some sort of tool box. After a about a minute you moved an empty Freddy head to reveal a black tool box with a large, red, reflective 'x' on the front and back. You grabbed the box victoriously and turned around. You jumped and clasped your empty hand over your mouth to prevent screaming.

You cautiously stepped closer to the fox before realizing that he was still turned off. You gave a sigh of irritated relief. "You scared the f*** out of me." You looked at your hand and then back to the fox. "Well, here goes everything." You said as you carefully opened his mouth. After searching for some time you found the voice box. You tried multiple tools until you found a wrench that worked perfectly. "You have a few screws loose you know that?" You chuckled at your unfunny joke.

True to your word there were multiple things that could have easily been fixed if you had the right tools and, luckily for the fox, you had these tools. "There, good as…" You looked at the still horrifying but not-as-horrifying-as-before fox. "Not what you were before." You patted the fox's head before going to the stage. All of the cleaners were now gone and you were completely alone with the bots.

You checked your watch. 'I still have some time left.' You continued to do the same with the bots that were on stage and had just finished doing Freddy when you caught a glance at you watch. "HOLY F***!" You yelled sprinting to the office still holding the wrench you used to tighten their parts. You jumped into the office just as the phone started ringing. You sat down in your chair carelessly throwing the wrench on the table as the message started to play.

''Hello, hello? Hey you're doing great! Most people don't last this long. I mean, you know, they usually move on to other things by now. I'm not implying that they died. Th-th-that's not what I meant. Uh, anyway I better not take up too much of your time. Things start getting real tonight.

Uh... Hey, listen, I had an idea: if you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed into a Freddy suit, uhh, try playing dead! You know, go limp. Then there's a chance that, uh, maybe they'll think that you're an empty costume instead. Then again if they think you're an empty costume, they might try to... stuff a metal skeleton into you. I wonder how that would work. Yeah, never mind, scratch that. It's best just not to get caught.

Um... Ok, I'll leave you to it. See you on the flip side.

You didn't even bother reacting to this message but one thing did stick. "Playing dead?" You mumbled to yourself. "That could explain why Freddy didn't kill me." There was a pause as you contemplated the situation. "Wait that doesn't make sense he still started putting me in a suit." You thought on this. "Maybe I could ask him." There was a short pause before you burst out into a fit of laughter. "HA! Yeah let's ask the homicidal bear, we can see what he thinks. Oh, ha-ha-ah I crack myself up."

You picked up the tablet and, not to your surprise, bonnie and Chica were gone. You checked your door light and pushed the button just in time to not get murdered by a purple bunny. You checked the other one and nothing was there. You flicked to the backroom to check on Foxy but the room was as empty as ever.

You checked the right door light and saw Bonnie's shadow. You took a deep breath, let it out slow, and checked your left door light. Instead of Chica like you expected it was Foxy standing perfectly still with his hands hanging down at his sides. You jumped and slammed the door button. "Calm down (Y/N)." You said to yourself as quietly as you could. "You can do this."

You checked the door light to see Foxy standing passively. You shakily reached your hand to the door button, flinching back several times, before finally pushing the button. You drew in a deep breath and held it, a long silence followed. "Hi?" You squeaked quietly. "G'evenin' lass." He waved his hand slowly. You started to take shallow breathes on account that you needed oxygen to survive.

"H-howareyoudoingtoday?" You asked in the same panicked tone. "Pretty good." He said coming ever so slightly closer. "But ye do know it's evenin', aye?" "Ohsillyme." "Are ye ok lass? Ye seem kind o' jumpy." "Nonoi'mfine…perfeclyfine. Hahaha." He looked at you quizzically. "If ye say so lass." There was an awkward silence as you looked at each other.

"I think we might o' gotten off on th' wrong foot. Can ye give me another chance?" "O-ok." He grinned wide and picked you up in a hug causing you to immediately freeze and go silent. "Lass, are ye ok?" An odd high-pitched squeaky sound came out instead of an audible response.

He let go of you and took a small step back. "Sorry lass, I jus' got a wee bit excited." He said rubbing the back of his neck in a sheepish manner. You herd clanking from the hallway and jumped as the loud sound of the door closing reached your ears. You let out a high-pitched nervous laugh. "Don' worry 'bout it lass, me friends don' really seem ta like ye much but they wouldn't dare do nothing' with me around." Foxy gave a large smile and opened his arms for another hug.

You looked at him for a moment before slowly inching towards his chest, flinching backwards many times before letting him wrap his arms around you. The pleasant rumbling returned as he held you to his chest with surprising gentleness. You put your arms around him and snuggled, still mindful of his sharp parts, into his chest. He sunk to the floor taking you with him as he began to pet your head in a gentle manner.

You sat enjoying the calming movements of the fox as the felling of warmth and safety slowly massaged the tension out of your body. "Have I ever told yo-" Foxy put a metallic finger to your lip. "Shh." He purred. "Don' say anythin', jus' enjoy the moment." You gave a half hearted shrug as you put your head on his shoulder and allowed yourself to fall into blissful unconsciousness.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'GLiBuzzZZHeglimeBuzz-Buz-Phew' You were awoken by the unidentifiable sound and the cold, hard, and disgustingly sticky floor. "Foxy?" "I *Buzz* Ain't be feelin' *Crackle* Too GOOD!" He ground out. You rubbed your eyes and blinked rapidly to clear your vision. Foxy was twitching rapidly, swinging his hook like a mad man, banging his head on the wall, and screeching loudly.

You creeped over to the desk and grabbed your wrench. Foxy suddenly stopped flailing and turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees to look at you. "Ye best be following the rules or I-I-I-I be forced to make ye walk the p-p-p-plank." He turned the rest of his body to you and advanced, slowed by his legs not cooperating with his body.

You pulled the chair in front of you as a shield as he took a swipe at you with his hook. "LandLUB-B-bers be Walkin' T-The pLanK." "Foxy calm the f*** down before I do something I might regret." You slowly made your way behind him. "That-t-t-t-t Be-e-e-E-E Agains' The RuLes 'ere At Freddy FAzbears Piz-z-z-z-z-a-a-a." He somehow managed to say trough his increasingly more glitch voice.

He turned more quickly than you expected and you raised your arms in defense. This act made the pain in your ribs flare up and a scream tore it's self from your throat. This seemed to snap the fox into reality. "(Y/N)?" He said quietly as you collapsed before curling up into a ball.

He knelled to where you had fallen. "I-I'm sorry. Are ye okay? Can ye get up?" He asked worry heavy in his voice. He touched your head with his good hand only to have you flinch back violently. "(Y/N) I didn't mean to I'm so sorry I-I-I WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE BITE OF EIGHTY-SEVEN." You rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding his hook.

You grabbed at his fur trying to find some way to protect yourself. You managed to tear the covering off of his ear and other parts of his suit before grabbing a latch on the back of his head. You pulled violently and the rusty latch broke as the door flung open. His movements became so forceful that you couldn't do anything except pull out handfuls of wires at a time unable to know how much damage you were causing him.

He let out a loud shriek before shutting down. You rolled off of him and onto your back, panting heavily and holding your side trying to cope with the immense pain that coursed through your body. You laid there catching your breath before remembering something extremely important.

You shot up and pushed the light button on both of the doors to reveal shocked animatronics on either side. You knocked trash of off the table looking for the tablet. When you found it one think stuck out. 'Five Percent.' Your eye widened in horror as you continued to stare.

At that time the animatronics must have had snapped out of their shock as they started banging on the doors. You struggled to hold your bladder as the power dropped rapidly. The power meter hit zero and as soon as the doors opened the animatronics crowded around Foxy with Chica putting his head on her lap.

"Foxy, Are you ok? Come on wake up." Chica's voice started to crack and fill with electricity and you were squeezed with guilt as you watched the heart wrenching moment. "C'mon Foxy you can't be gone." There was silence as the broken animatronic said nothing. Chica started sobbing, tears of oil running down her face as sobbing noises were emitted by her voice box.

The two male animatronics turned to you and growled menacingly. You forgot the felling of guilt as fear gripped you instead. "I know there was probably a better way to go about it but that was in self defense." You said pointing to the unmoving fox. "Bulls***!" Bonnie yelled as he trough the remains of the chair. "I knew I should have killed you when I had the chance, now I'm going to fix that mistake." Freddy said as he and Bonnie slowly boxed you into the corner.

A/N: Duh-duh-duuuhhh. More cliff hangers :D

I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while, I'm a lazy motha-frigga. I tried to put in a little romantic moment but I'm not so sure that worked. Now, to rectify my non-updatey-ness here's a thing that happened. My siblings were sitting in the kitchen doing stuff while I was working on this story in the other room (*Gasp*) and I overheard this.

Little sis: OOOOOOWWWWWWWW!

Mom: What's wrong?

Little sis: Joey bit my head!

Little brother: It was an accident.

Mom: How do you accidently bite someone's head!?

Little brother: I was trying to talk and she shoved her scalp into my face.

Mom: *Disapproving and unbelieving silence*

I don't remember what happened next because I was laughing so hard. True story, it happened while I was out of the room so I didn't see what happened but it was the funniest thing. I hoped you enjoyed bye-bye.