Foxy stared at Molly, fighting back his emotions. Freddy was already loaded into the truck bed along with Foxy's animatronic form. He was still in his human form and outside with Molly. Jason was inside the apartment after Molly insisted on going alone to return them.
"I… I'm sorry I won't be there every night anymore…" Molly said, looking down.
"It's alright. I know it isn't your fault," Foxy said, "It's Freddy's fault. If he hadn't left like he did everything would be alright."
"Maybe I can sneak in once in a while…" Molly suggested.
"No. If you're caught you'll be in a lot of trouble. I can't have my first mate in trouble, now can I?" Foxy said.
Molly blushed at her new nickname from the pirate. She hugged him and sighed into his chest, wishing that he could stay or she could at least keep her job. It felt like the day she had to move all over again, the knowledge that she couldn't see Foxy again and it hurt.
"I'll keep you in my metaphorical heart," Foxy said, kissing her forehead.
"And I'll keep you in mine," Molly said, looking up at him.
His yellow eyes met her blue ones and he leaned down for a kiss, holding her close to him as their lips met in a kiss.
"I'm going to miss you," Foxy said.
"I'm going to miss you too, Foxy," Molly said.
"Thanks for everything you've done."
"I didn't do enough…"
"You did everything you could and that was more than enough."
Molly and Foxy got into the truck together and Molly drove them to the pizzeria. Upon arrival, Foxy allowed himself to go back into his animatronic form after a last goodbye and be put back in place. After one last look at the pirate fox, Molly left the child filled restaurant and headed back to the apartment.
"How'd it go?" Jason asked.
"It was sad," Molly admitted.
"I'm not surprised. But, you did what you had to do."
He was sitting on the couch with his laptop, typing as he talked to her. His eyes kept darting between her and the screen, his eyebrows knit together as he tried to focus on both at once.
"What are you working on?" Molly asked, hoping it could be a distraction for her.
"Nothing!" Jason said, shutting the laptop quickly.
Molly raised an eyebrow, "What was that?"
"Just some new programming. You wouldn't understand it," Jason answered.
Molly knew he was probably right. She was more suited for animals and not computers. She was hoping her security guard job would help her save enough money to go back to college and finish getting her degree to be a veterinary technician. She had to drop out of college when she lost her last job due to missing too many days. She had to miss it because of her mom dying and having to travel several states away to be with her family. Her old boss wasn't very understanding with the situation and fired her the day she came back.
"I don't know what I'll do for a job now. No one's ever hiring around here. Thank god I have some money saved up… I was hoping to put it towards college again but I need to eat and have a place to stay first," Molly sighed, sitting down beside Jason.
"Want to watch a movie?" Jason asked.
Molly shook her head.
"Okay… What about getting some dinner?"
Again, Molly shook her head.
"Ice cream…?"
Once more, she shook her head.
Jason sighed, "I'm trying to figure out how we can get Foxy back, okay?"
"What?" Molly questioned.
"I'm trying to figure out how we can get Foxy back," Jason repeated, "I can hack into the security system so it plays feed from various nights spliced together so it doesn't look too choppy. While that plays, you can get in and get Foxy out of there. Just his human form. Leave the animatronic. They won't see anything wrong with him so they can't sue you. They'll just think he basically died. And you get Foxy back."
"Will that work?"
"We'll find out tonight, won't we?"
Molly hugged Jason in thanks and smiled widely, "I hope it works! I really want to get him back! He was always the best animatronic they had and I always wanted to spend every second there with him!"
Jason laughed, "I know."
"You're the best friend ever!"
"I know."
Jason laughed again as Molly ran to the bedroom. He wondered what she could be after but shrugged it off, opening his laptop again to continue his work for the night that laid ahead.
Several hours later, they were in the truck together, Jason tying and clicking away rapidly on his laptop.
"It's all set. You just need to get inside and grab him, then we're home free," Jason said right as they pulled into the parking lot.
"Got it. I still remember how to pick a lock thankfully," Molly said, parking the truck.
She got out and bolted towards the doors, immediately starting to work on the lock. It was soon open and Molly slipped inside the dark building. Midnight hadn't hit yet so she waited at the curtains of Pirate Cove for Foxy to awaken.
"What am I doing?" she hissed, pushing open the curtains, "Foxy, on!"
Foxy didn't start as he was programmed to and Molly stared at him, unsure of what to do.
"Foxy, I said, on!" Molly yelled.
Foxy remained frozen, one eye wide open and the other covered by the eye patch, but the uncovered eye was unlit.
"Foxy…? Turn on!" Molly said.
Foxy still was turned off, however, and Molly began to panic. She took out her cellphone and dialed Jason's number. As soon as he answered, Molly begged him to come inside and help her with Foxy. Jason met Molly at Pirate Cove.
"What's going on?" Jason asked as soon as he got onto the stage.
"Well, not him!" Molly snapped, pointing at Foxy.
"Let me take a look," Jason ordered.
Molly stepped aside and allowed Jason to approach the frozen fox to take a look and figure out what was wrong. Several minutes passed and Jason hadn't said a word to his friend, only mumbling under his breath as he took out Foxy's chip. He put it into a disc drive that he then plugged into his laptop by USB cord as Molly stared, unsure of what was going on.
"They completely shut him down with a new program. I can't fix this in one night. He needs to completely restart and this programming isn't easy to crack. I've had to do it before," Jason said at last.
"How long will it take?" Molly asked nervously.
"Hard to say. Few days, maybe a week or two," Jason shrugged, scrolling on his laptop, "They covered everything with it." Jason admitted.
"What are we supposed to do with him till then?"
"Leave him. I'll take the chip back with us and work on it."
Molly sighed and nodded, heading back out to the car slowly. Jason followed, anxious to get away from the dark restaurant and animatronics on the stage. They bothered him with their creepy stares and frozen smiles.
"I promise you, Molly, I will work day in and day out to fix him up for you," Jason said as they climbed into the truck.
"I just hope it works…" Molly sighed, driving to the apartment, "I don't want to lose him again. Two times is two times too many."
