((Hello guys, long time no see. Sorry for not updating too often but I am swamped with just so much stuff. also as a reminder this story is based off of the first game and starts in Medias Res. (If you don't know that term look it up. I got 1 too many comments about it starting off the way it did but just know it was intended and some chapters may be written like that again. ))

Once outside of the Pirate's Cove and outside I walked with him around the building and into a secluded spot. Whirling around and immedeatly walking up to him with a harsh gaze. stepping closer as I watched him back up, a small whimper coming from him when he hit the wall, making me realize quickly how this looked but brushed it off. Huffing at him angirly before hugging him. Nuzzling into his chest and lightly flicking his side when I felt him trying to hug back, making him stop. I pulled away and glanced down at the damaged wire briefly before looking up at him. "You wanna know what's bothering me?"

Foxy nodded, albiet hesitantly, before speaking. "A-Aye..." He trailed off nervously.

"You hardly ever open up. I mean besides the fact I've looked at and replaced a good amount of your insides all we really do is have little chats and everytime I say something even slightly negative or dealing with the past you look like I'm about to hit you or something... I just wanna know what's hurting you like that." I huffed lightly, looking away and letting my hair fall around my face as my eyes teared up, remembering a bit of my old past as well as dewelling on the stress of the situation itself.

He sat stunned for a minute, just wondering both how closely observant the person in front of him really was and why she hid... Just like he does when he's too stressed, he realized but soon his thoughts came to another conclusion, ears gryrating a bit before swiveling to press against his head as his tail curled in betwwen slightly, his own head casting itself downwards.

"Y-You... Just promise me you'll tell me at some point Foxy. Please?" I shuddered lightly, sighing lightly, not having to look to know he was in the same position and state I was in.

"Aye lass..." He murmured, very hesitently shifting forwards and moving his hook towards her, pausing and about to shift back into place before shaking his head and moving it through her hair and resting the blunt part of it against her cheek. Watching her tense.

I tensed up feeling the hook against my cheek, my thoughts flashing back to when I first met him and silently biting my cheek 'Too trusting and too soon, I won't take back what's been developed though.' I thought to myself, sighing out loud and pressing my cheek against his hook. A small sad smile on my lips as I pulled away, moving around his out stretched arm to hug him again.

He shifted a bit before picking her up slightly and sitting down on the ground, hugging back afterwards and letting only the whirring of the machinery inside him be the only noise next to her slightly shaky breathing. Metal plates shifting into a small smile.

I let myself be caught up in the warmth of his body and the comfort that came with the gesture and new position. Once again finding myself nuzzling into the warm fur on his chest and letting out a small shaky breath. I very slowly relaxed against him. A good several minutes passes before feeling him nuzzle the top of my head.

"I think it might be time to get up lass. We can't have ye falling asleep on me chest, after all it tis almost opening time."

"What do you mean almost... Fuck!" I practically felt a shock go up my spine at the prospect of possibly being found like this by other people or rather being late in any means. I knew I could go as I please but defininetly not with a, work in progress, animatronic. "Come on Foxy, I wanna get you back in here. I don't want us in trouble." I shot up and waved for him to follow as I darted around the said of the building.

I heard fast rythmic metal thudding on dirt as I watched him sprint into the building, watching him skid to a halt and literally scurry into the building on all fours instead of in his bipedal form. Pausing a full two seconds at the sight before running in after him and seeing his tail dissapear around a corner. darting with him and finding myself laughing like a loon at hearing a startled scream come from the woman cleaning Foxy's- I mean Pirate's Cove. I ran in after him further starling the woman and watched him hop up on the stage, hoping up into it with him and in the moment tackling him playfully.

He squeaked at the sudden action and weight of the other on him and held himself up with his best friend hanging onto him, breaking into laughter as well with her and held on fast in a giddy, energetic hug. Spinning on stage as his tail wagged behind him happily. Plates shifting into a large grin. Stopping to speak. "Hey Angee, guess what."

"Hm?" I chuckled softly, looking up at him and tilting my head in question.

"This." He said simply before starting to playfully lick across her face. Lowering her and lapping at her more like a dog rather than a fox but he could blame his creator for that.

I squealed and squirmed under him, playfully batting at his tongue and laughing loudly. "N- N- Nahh, n-noooo. Stop it." I grinned only laughing more. "Your more a dog than a fox at this rate Foxy!" I kicked and squirmed under him, feeling much like a kid but not caring, loving the playful moment that was spurred on by the much more depressing on earlier. I tapped his cheek to let him know that enough was enough. feeling him relent I gasped for breath in between laughs. "You fuckin' dorky pirate." I playfully slapped his arm but pulled him into a hug. "I needed that." I sighed happily, nuzzling his cheek.