This one's for R3DST0N3SN1P3R9, sorry I didn't include this in the story, my reasoning is in the afternote, hope you all enjoy!

I waited nervously in the office.

Something was making a continual crashing sound in the kitchen, well, someone.

That someone was Chica.

She was happily working in the kitchen, her content humming just audible over the crashing of pots and pans.

I twiddled my thumbs, amusing myself by having a thumb war, against my other hand.

I got so engrossed in my makeshift war I didn't notice Chica approaching the office.

"Bored already?" I jumped at her sudden appearance.

"We haven't even started yet," she gave a sly grin.

Both her arms were crammed with food, pizza in one and freshly baked cupcakes in the other.

"This is the first date I've ever been on, even if we don't leave where I've been living for the past 30 years."

"Why so much food though Chica? I don't eat that much."

"It's for both of us dummy, I've gotta eat too."

I raised an eyebrow at this, "You have to eat food?"

"Yes, of course. Our power cores don't run on batteries anymore."

"Anymore?" I asked.

"Long story, I'll tell you about it another time. Now we eat food to power our cores, but not just any food, it has to be food made here in the pizzeria."

She plunked herself down on the sofa next to me. We'd found the sofa in a back room. Most of today had been Freddy, Bonnie and myself struggling to push it into the office. They were still overcoming their ordeal a few weeks ago, I doubt they would ever really get it out of their minds.

"So this is basically your fuel?" I asked.

Chica nodded.

I joked, "And you expect me to eat fuel?"

She looked a bit offended at this, "Of course, I made it for you."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

Her face lit up, she had turned the joke on me, "It's alright! Don't worry, it's perfectly fine for you. Just like any other pizza you've ever had, only better."

I took a bite from a piece, "Wow, this really is delicious!"

I quickly ate the rest.

Chica's mouth gaped at how quickly I'd eaten it.

"I've never seen a human eat it that quickly."

"Sorry. Wait, a human? What about an animatronic?"

"Well..." she dropped a whole piece into her mouth, eating it many times faster than I had.

Now my mouth was gaping open.

She giggled, her cute little mechanic giggle of hers.

"So what's a girl gotta do to get some entertainment around here?"

"Oh right!" I got up and switched on a monitor. As well as the sofa, we'd found a DVD player and some movies in the back room. You could have an adventure based off of what we found in that back room.

Chica had set her eyes on a couple of romance movies and she asked me if I'd watch them with her. At first we didn't call it a date, but the others soon found out and it became a date night between Chica and I. I think Chica was part-way to blame for that.

Although Foxy hadn't been there, maybe he thought we were playing our usual game?

I cursed under my breath.

"What?" Chica asked, concerned at my sudden serious demeanour.

I didn't answer her as I flipped the monitors to Pirate Cove.

Foxy was gone.

I switched to the East Hall and sure enough, he was sprinting down the hall. I could hear him saying, "I'm gettin' ye this time!"

I slammed my hand against the door button and the door came down.

Right onto Foxy's foot.

Foxy's momentum sent him crashing into the door, his muzzle hiting first.

There was a second's gap before Foxy reacted.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ye got me! Ye got me! Ow!"

I shouted to him, "Sorry Foxy!"

"Damn right you are! Wait 'til I get in there ye yella-belly scurvy-ridden landlubber!"

Chica was laughing the entire time.

I was actually quite horrified, Foxy wasn't someone to just issue idle threats.

He moved to the window to continue his rant.

His glowing yellow eyes were fixed on me, his hook raised, describing large circles in the air as he waved it around.

"Forget tha' plank! My hook'll be so far up yer ..."

He caught sight of Chica on the sofa and stopped himself, just in time too.

Chica waved to him, the biggest smile on her face.

He coughed, "Pardon me lass."

He made to leave, his gaze returning to me. His eyes were the definition of rage, this wasn't over.

"He's going to kill me Chica," I said out the corner of my mouth once Foxy had left.

Chica giggled, "He's a big softie, don't worry about it, he'll forgive you."

"No I won't! And I ain't soft, just got a big heart," Foxy shouted down the corridor.

"Which I can fill with rage!" he added.

"Help me Chica, I want to see morning," I muttered.

"Still a long way to go yet, and you've still got a date to fulfill," she replied.

"Ah yes, where was I before we got rudely interrupted?"

"I heard that!" Foxy shouted.

Feeling slightly braver given the distance, I taunted him, "Shuddup you ol' sea dog!"

"I'll shut you right up laddie! Tellin' me to shut up. Come here you!"

He was getting out of Pirate Cove again.

Luckily for me, Freddy chose that moment to intervene.

"What's the racket Foxy?" he asked.

"That night guard," he replied.

"What's he done now?"

"He be closing doors on a good an' honest pirate fox's foot, then he be insultin' me and testing me patience."

Freddy sighed and looked to the camera, "Don't you have a date to be taking care of?" he asked of me.

Foxy was astounded at this, "Date?"

"Yeah, Chica and the night guard are having a date night. Didn't we tell you?"

"Nope, first I heard of it."

"Well, now you know, so for her sake, don't interject anymore. You can have him all to yourself afterwards."

Foxy turned back to Pirate Cove, I heard his mumbling, "I'll have 'im then, he'll be right an' sorry after that."

I knew Foxy didn't mean it, he was just angry and hurt. Deep down he really was a softie.

I looked to Chica, who was patiently awaiting for our date to continue.

"Sorry about that," I apologised to her.

She giggled again, "No need to apologise, you saved me from the big bad ol' pirate fox and made me laugh in the meantime, a successful start to a date if ever I saw one." She winked at me.

"You haven't seen many dates though Chica," I joked.

"I've been working in a pizzeria for over 30 years, I know enough," she made a face at me, "More than you do by the looks of it."

"Ouch. That hurt Chica," I made my best impression of the puppy-dog face that Foxy made, needless to say it didn't work.

She made the face at me again.

Knowing I couldn't win, I turned to switch the monitor back.

I put a DVD in the player and we sat on the sofa to watch it.

The rest of the night passed relatively uneventfully, although Bonnie did have a look through the left-side window one time.

Foxy, seemingly having forgotten our incident, or maybe just biding his time, started up his little tune sometime after 4am.

Once the first movie had finished, we moved onto the next, eventually finishing the majority of the movies by 6am.

Being quite uninterested in romance movies, I caught myself nodding off to sleep several times. I tried to keep myself awake the whole night so as not to disappoint Chica.

As for Chica, she was actually really immersed in the movies, her eyes never left the screen, save for when I got up to change the disc. This felt humorous in a way to me, given how the animatronics had been when I first arrived, which was a few weeks ago now.

She seemed disappointed when she noticed that the time had reached 6am, so I decided to console her, "Don't worry, we can finish the rest another night."

Her face lit up at this, "Really?"

"No, romance isn't my thing," I poked my tongue at her.

"Meanie."

"I'm kidding, this was fun, it'd be great to do it again, maybe without the incident with Foxy this time, I don't want to be killed."

She laughed, "Yes, then who would I watch these movies with?"

"There's always Bonnie."

She screwed her face up at this, "No, he wouldn't have the patience to sit here for hours watching them."

I scratched the back of my neck ashamedly, I didn't really either, but she didn't need to know that.

She smiled at me and hopped off the sofa, coming close to me.

"This is usually where we kiss right?" I asked awkwardly.

She laughed, "Yes, but I imagine that'd be a bit hard."

"Yeah, with your beak and all."

"Pretty much, but we can still do this," she pulled me into a hug. "Thank you for tonight."

"I hope we can do it again sometime," I said.

"Yes, that would be lovely."

She smiled again and slowly walked out, heading back to the stage.

I turned away, a smile on face.

Which promptly faded.

Foxy was standing in the doorway, bouncing his hook off of his other hand, a triumphant and mischievous grin on his face.

"I believe we had some business to settle lad."

I'm going to die aren't I?

My reasoning for not including this in the main story is that I didn't really want to explicitly say "this character likes this character", although I did hint at a possible attraction between Chica and the nightguard.

Needless to say then that this chapter isn't particularly canon in regards to my story. Although I do like the idea of the power cores originally being on batteries then changing to food, yeah, let's make that one canon.

So it's been a while since I uploaded, I was taking a bit of a break and thinking of some ideas for extra chapters, I'm still open to suggestions. I don't bite ... much. :P