Five Night's at Freddy's: Rebooted Retribution

Chapter 13

Surprise!

Farrah went into work that Monday morning, eagerly awaiting to start her shift. She waltzed back to Pirates Cove with her satchel and toolbox in tote but was stopped dead her tracks when she seen Bill Larney standing in front of Foxy's stage. She could see a silhouette of something draped with a large white sheet next to Foxy. Mr. Larney appeared to be beaming with excitement.

"It came!" He said gleefully. "She finally came!" Farrah put her things down and went up to get a closer look.

"What came?" She asked glancing up at it.

"Your shipment and… this!" He said as he pulled the sheet off. Standing there on the stage was the animatronic female fox from Farrah's dream. The character didn't look exactly like what she dreamed about but it was close enough. The new robot fox was light orange but didn't have braids or lipstick this time but a light orange stripe going down the bridge of her snout and stopped at her black nose. She possessed full volume crimson bangs that poked out from under the dark red bandanna she was wearing. The eyes were closed but overtly accentuated in appearance with a black outline made to look like eyeliner. She had black eyebrows with full-bodied eyelashes and light blue eyelids like Chica's. She was complete with a black eyepatch on the right eye just like Foxy had. It had one golden loop on her left ear and like Farrah's dream, the new fox was tipped in brown at the arms, legs and ears. She was slender and slightly busty, about one and half feet shorter than the other robots. It even dawned a hook for the right hand just like her male counterpart. She even had a tail tipped in white that was fully poseable at the base and could move in up and down positions. This new model looked as if it was made by the same people who made those Shibajuku dolls. They even put a white pirate shirt on her over striped cream-colored and navy-blue cutoffs. It put her in the mind of something from a Japanese anime.

"This is Vixie the Pirate Vixen." Mr. Larney exclaimed excitedly. "What do you think?"

"Well, she's very pretty. Almost looks like a Barbie doll… only… a fox." Farrah stammered.

"Yes well, we wanted her to look that way and the merchandise to be accurate to the real thing. The manufacturer thought that if they make a more eye-catching robot, it wouldn't be so scary to some kids. Not to mention, we're trying to appeal to little girls and empower them. That's why they chose to make this one a pirate too because piracy was a male dominated occupation and we wanted to break that gender role. They had to choose old professions, modern ones wouldn't have caught on as well and we already had a Pirate Cove." Bill confirmed.

"She seems kind of shorter and fragile than the others." Farrah observed. "Is physical stability going to be an issue?" She asked concerned.

"Not at all. Safeguards were already put in place. Plus, her head is accurately proportionate to the body. She won't be saying 'hi' to the floor anytime soon, I assure you. She may look fragile and slender but she's surprisingly very heavy and well grounded." Bill answered.

"What's with the gold wedding band?" Farrah pointed out.

"Oh, you caught me, but don't tell anyone yet. Vixie's going to be Foxy's plus one. Corporate thought it would be more interesting for the company if they gave them backstories. Children like stories. It would fit well with the Lost Boys unit we're doing."

"How so?" Farrah vexed.

"Well, we're going to be getting five new little fox animatronic characters in the spring of next year to play as Foxy and Vixie's children and they're going to be called the Lost Boys. We're taking Pirates Cove in an all new direction. Instead of having Vixie and Foxy come off the stage to entertain and interact with the kids throwing birthday parties here, the Lost Boys unit can do it instead. They're more the little tykes size anyway. It avoids injuries."

"Aren't you worried that the kids will break the smaller fox robots?"

"Not at all, they're being built heavy duty and super durable. I couldn't tell you all this before because you weren't an employee of Fazbear Entertainment then. It's a big secret to the community and we want to keep it a surprise. We will be unveiling Vixie at the beginning of December. Until then, Pirates Cove will be off limits to patrons. It should give you enough time to finish up on Foxy and record some lines for this new unit." Bill said placing a hand on Vixie before leaving Farrah to continue her work in Pirates Cove. Farrah waited until she was alone turning her attention to Foxy. His ears were lowered, and his eyelids were the appearance of being depressed. He seemed distressed about something. Farrah tried to cheer him up.

"Hey buddy, isn't this great? You don't have to be alone back here all the time." She said patting his robot arm, but he pulled away and stared at the floor of his stage. "I know it's a lot of change all at once, but it will get better… What's wrong?" She asked sympathetically, her sad eyes mirroring his. As much as he wanted to say something, he couldn't. Not after the horrible meeting he had with his friends over the weekend. He walked to the right end of the stage, almost as if to distance himself from the new animatronic. Farrah slowly approached to his end.

"Ready to get to work?" She asked pulling up one of the shipment boxes. He remained silent but perked his ears up to let her know he was interested and plopped down on the edge of the stage. "I'll take that as a yes." Farrah said smiling at him and opening the boxes with her hook-hand. "We'll do that… uh region last." She said. She began outfitting him immediately, starting with the chest and then the head. She decided that it was better to remove the old costume one at a time and piece by piece and replacing it with the new, instead of taking the whole old and worn costume off at once. Foxy even helped her at times with tasks that required two hands to make the process go by faster. She completed both arms and eventually the legs. All that was left was the new hook, stabilizing his posture, installing the tail, pelvic panels and painting and installing the teeth. She replaced his hook with the new metal one which now had a gold cuff with a shiny silver hook on the end of it.

"How many gold teeth do you want?" She asked as they glanced over the pile of sharp white teeth that she dumped out on a small table. He picked out a total seven, all with varying sizes. She installed the rest of the white ones randomly throughout the jowls and painted the rest a metallic gold color. While they waited for them dry, Farrah decided to stabilize his gait and posture through a panel on the back. It was to keep him from looking like he had a hump back when he stood standing straight up.

"The rest of the teeth are still drying." She reminded him. "Are you ready for the uncomfortable part?" She thought he was going to give her a hard time like before, but surprisingly he was compliant this time. He let her take the front pelvic plate off. She was about to put the new one on when she noticed something unusual inside like a plug that didn't go anywhere.

"What's this plug that's not hooked up to anything? Is it some kind of back-up syncing cable or something?" She said inspecting it with her fingers for a closer look.

"That be me poirate jewels, lass." Foxy finally responded after being quiet for so long. She seen his ears were perked straight up and she quickly pulled her hand back out of embarrassment.

"Oh… I'm so sorry… I didn't know." She stammered feeling her face turn red, but he just gave her the heartiest pirate laugh ever. "Why did you even let me touch that then? What is it even used for?"

"Argh, argh, argh wouldn't ye loike ta know... It be a poirate joke but thanks fer the cheap thrill."

"Okay never mind. I don't even wanna know. Well played. That was a great prank on the techie. Can we get back to work now on your make-over?" She said rolling her eyes. At least he wasn't depressed anymore. He clearly had a sense of humor. She put the new front plate on and began drilling the hole for the tail in the back. She then wired the tail up to the unit and placed the back panel and the tail installation. Finally, the gold teeth were dry, and she was able to install those quickly. She stepped back and checked her work before going over his whole costume with a polishing rag. Farrah was quite pleased with herself at how well he turned out.

"Amazing." She said aloud. Farrah remembered that there had been a large old rectangular mirror somewhere on the floor. It was sheer luck that it was still sitting there on the floor in the corner of the room, propped up against the wall. She walked over, wiped the dust off of it and brought it over to Foxy. She held up the mirror, so he could see his new look. He made short little poses and checked out his new head, teeth and hook. He did a half turn to see his new tail. It was just what Farrah had imagined in the beginning and more accurate to an actual fox. He was still crimson in color, only his arms and legs were tipped in black up to the elbows and knees. The tail had a white tip and the inside of the ears were still brown but the outer edges on the ends were also tipped in black and white. His overbite was fixed, and he was able to close his jaw completely.

"Well, what do you think?" She asked beaming with pride for the first time in years. She finally felt like she accomplished something, and it was going to make a substantial difference this time. It not only brought Foxy joy, but it was also going to bring joy to many children who had parties here. She felt like she made a difference.

"Ye make an old sea fox feel loike royalty lass. Ye gave me a new lease on loife." He said appreciatively as she sat the mirror back down against the wall. When she turned back around, she could see him rummaging through a pile of junk in the back of his stage. Farrah walked up on stage but stayed at a distance watching him curiously. She couldn't tell what he picked up.

"What are you doing?" She asked and as he found what he was searching for in the pile he hid it behind his back and walked up to her. There was a long pause before he pulled out a pirate captain's hat and handed it to her. She looked it over until she came across her name that had been written inside of it. "It's my old pirate hat… but how? -"

"I kept it after ye threw it down that day."

"Y-you remember me? After all this time? But I've only been here once."

"Aye aye, I know, but I ne'er fergot. Don't e'er let any landlubber tell ye that ye can't be a poirate just because yer a lass." He said as tears welled up in her eyes. All she could do was give him hug.

"Thank you." She whispered to him while tears streamed down her face.

"Farrah, …Can I keep ye?—" It was the first time he ever said her name, but he was interrupted by the sound of someone else calling her name. He quickly went still. Farrah wiped her eyes before turning to see Faith coming towards them with what appeared to be a white Polaroid camera.

"Faith? What are you doing here? I thought they weren't letting anyone else back here." Farrah stated.

"They don't, I decided to volunteer here for the renovations and heard you just got a job here. And don't worry I was sworn by Bill, not to tell anyone about the new addition." She said pointing to Vixie. "Bill gave me special privilege to come back here because my bands well known." She boasted.

"How did you even know I got a new job here?"

"I called Lil Brothers with Tools, duh… Whoa you finished it." She exclaimed stepping closer to Foxy's stage. "Great job. Hey, let me take a picture of you with it."

"W-what?" Farrah was caught off guard.

"Yeah, they brought back the Polaroid camera and I just had to get one. So, I wanna try it out on my first specimen… Go on." Faith motioned. "Put that pirate hat on too and stand on that stool." She instructed.

"Fine." Farrah sighed as she placed the hat on her head and pulled up the stool to stand on, so she was head level with Foxy. "Sorry about this." She whispered to him through clenched teeth.

"Smile!" Faith said as she snapped the picture. "Oops, I held the button too long and accidently took two of the same." She said pulling one photo out of the camera and picking the other up off the floor. She shook them for minute until they developed. "Wow you're actually smiling for the first time... You can have these. I still prefer digital." She said handing them to her.

"Thanks." Farrah said.

"Do you wanna go on a jog with me later after you get out of here? I know it's gonna start getting dark. I didn't get the chance earlier and now I need to use the buddy system. Brittany and Chris bailed. We can order out afterwards."

"…Sure. I'm not doing anything." Farrah agreed.

"Great! I'll see you then." Faith said before walking out. It was minutes before Farrah had to clock out anyway. When her cousin was out of sight, she turned her attention back on Foxy. He seemed to relax now and spring back to life.

"She's always roping me into things." Farrah said handing him the duplicate picture. "You can have that." She said as he took the picture from her and placed it inside his chest cavity for safekeeping. She stuck the other picture in her satchel and was getting ready to leave when she turned back to him.

"Y'know… Vixie's lucky..." She said, Foxy cocked his ears in a clueless way but remained silent. He could tell she was forcing a smile to hide the hurt. "…to have sweet todd like you." He seen her smile slowly fade as she turned and walked down the hall. She still had the pirate hat on and he waited until she was out of his sight. His ears lowered, and his robotic expression changed to sadness as he took a seat on the edge of his stage, hanging his head. He pulled the picture out that Farrah had given him and stared at it for several minutes. He glanced up at Vixie who remained motionless and lifeless before gazing back down at the photo.

"But she doesn't 'ave a soul..."