Foxy yawned as he woke up inside his cove and opened the curtains.

"Huh. I wonder what everyone's up to tonight." Foxy wondered to himself, curious to see if everyone had come back now. "Let's find out. Okedokely…" He stepped out of his cove and into his brightly-lit room. He could see that through the small windows in his room, it was nighttime.

Oh, at least it's nighttime. Foxy thought, thankful. This is awesome! At least I didn't wake up early this time.

Foxy remembered the one time he had woken up early. It was very strange for him; everybody was fast asleep and the pizzeria was barren, empty. He had always preferred to wake up when everybody else did, and thankfully this was one of those times.

That was weird, waking up during the daytime when no one's here. Felt really weird. Okedokely, let's go out.

He stepped out of his room and stopped in his tracks.

A brown box was sitting in front of the entrance, with a wooden sign nailed to it.

"Wait...what the?" Foxy muttered, noticing the box. He felt confused. Hold on, am I really seeing this? Foxy did a double take, only to see the box still sitting there. He walked up to the box.

"HAPPY...B-DAY...FOXY." Foxy read on the sign slowly. "Okay, what? What is a 'B-Day?" He thought about it for a moment. Bouncy Day? No no, that can't be it...oh, wait! It stands for birthday! He realized. "Oh, this is awesome. But it's not my...is it my birthday?" Foxy knew he had said before that he thought his birthday was in February, yet it was only October. "I don't think it is." Foxy looked at the box itself and lifted up its cover, looking inside.

The box was empty, save for a small black object.

Oh, what's this? Foxy wondered. He saw the buttons and screen on it, and guessed that it might be a phone. But he hadn't ordered a phone. No, couldn't be-

His thoughts were interrupted as the phone started ringing.

"Woah!" Foxy yelped, surprised. "Oh, I should answer this!" He grabbed the phone out of the box and pressed the 'answer' button, then held the phone up to his ear. "Hello?"

"Hello?" A voice replied from the other end. Foxy couldn't really tell who it was, although it did sound familiar for some reason.

"Hi." Foxy greeted. "Who is this?"

"Foxy?" The voice asked. "It's me, the Puppet!"

"Who's the Puppet?" Foxy knew it was probably Puppet, but he decided to ask anyways for no reason.

"You know what? I don't know, myself. But, anyway, happy b-day, man!"

"Um...awkward situation here. I don't think it's my birthday. I REALLY don't."

"Well, you said you don't even know, so how can you know?"

"Um...good point, actually. Maybe it's on my hand." Foxy inspected his other hand (the one not holding a phone) to see if there was any text on it, but there was nothing. "Nope, I'm not seeing any manufacturing date. Not seeing it..."

"Anyway, I think we could play a game."

"Okay, I, uh..."

"Not like an app, though, because this phone doesn't do that."

"Okay, but the thing is, where did you get this phone? That's my first question."

"Well, I...sold...some...stuff."

"So, you took this from a security guard. That's what I'm getting from this."

"Yeah, I took it from a security guard..."

"Um, my next question is...where is everyone?"

"...Well, see, my plan, when I told it to them, was to get everybody to buy you a phone, but... nobody was too happy with that idea. Except me, obviously! So I think they're finding you presents of their own."

"Oh, okay. So, uh, are they playing hide-and-seek or something? That's what it kind of sounds like to me."

"I think so, yes."

"Ah, okay. So are you playing too?"

"Absolutely! You have to find me."

"Oh, great. But, y'know, I'm not a big hide-and-seek person, so, I'm just gonna go back to my room, and, y'know-"

"No! I got you a cool phone, so play this game, please."

"Ugh...I guess I DON'T have a choice."

"Yeah! Buddies forever!"

"So, can you give me a hint? A first hint."

"Sure. I am indoors."

"Well, OBVIOUSLY. We're always indoors." Foxy walked slowly through the main area, looking around as he listened to Puppet.

"Eh, sometimes...no, you're right. That one was too vague."

"Very."

"I am in a place...where you get clean."

"Huh. Well, we don't have a shower, so the only other place I can think about...is the kitchen!" Foxy went into the kitchen as he said this. "Cause you can have a sink." Foxy looked around the area. "...I'm not seeing you."

"Well, maybe that's because I'm not there, silly!"

"Well, why wouldn't you be in here? You just said you were in a place to get clean."

"Alright, here's hint number two, then."

"Oh, okay, hint number two. I'm ready."

"There is water in this room."

"I'm in the room with water right now!" Foxy griped, banging the counter next to the sink.

"Well, obviously, I'm not in THAT room." Puppet told Foxy as Foxy sighed and left the kitchen. "What other room has water in it?"

"Oh, my water area, with the pirate ship! Yeah!" Foxy headed down the hallway to the water ride. "Here I come!"

"Real water."

"I know. There is real water." Foxy informed Puppet as he walked over to his water ride and looked through the doorway into the area, which, now that Foxy looked at it closer, was a bit small. It only consisted of a big rectangular red-blue block sticking out of the center with water surrounding it, and lights in the flooring underneath the water, with red-blue walls to match the block. Small orangish-yellow wooden boats floated in the water, only big enough to fit a single person. "I'm looking at it right now. It's right below me. With boats."

"Hmm. Well, man, this game is harder than I thought." Foxy knew it wasn't the water ride, so maybe it was the bathroom.

"Hint number three: Maybe you could check the bathroom."

"Okay, the bathroom." Foxy said as he walked over to the boy's bathroom in the hall. "That has water too." He went inside and looked around, even checking the stall. "Um, nope. And someone forgot to flush again."

"Ew, gross."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. But neither me nor you ever come in here. It had to be Freddy who did that, again! Ugh..." Foxy could remember how Freddy always used the boys bathroom, and left behind a mess in the toilet with the side of never flushing. Foxy could never get the message through to Freddy on how to properly use the bathroom. "..What's with him?" Foxy left the bathroom and re-entered the hall.

"Hint number four: Did you check the girl's bathroom?" Foxy saw the girl's bathroom facing right across the hallway from where the boy's bathroom was, with its pink walls to counter the blue boy's bathroom walls.

"I'm not going in there." Foxy said immediately, knowing full well that he couldn't enter that bathroom, since he was male.

"Well, how will you know if I'm not in there?"

"You're a boy too! Wait, are you a boy?" Foxy asked, confused as to Puppet's gender yet again.

"I...am...awesome. Let's just put it that way." Puppet answered as Foxy inched near the entryway to the girl's bathroom.

"I don't know if I want to go in here." Okay, Ballora entered the opposite gender bathroom once, maybe I can do it too. Foxy thought, trying to muster the courage to enter. He sighed. "Here I go, I'm going in!" He shuffled into the girl's bathroom. It was nearly identical to the boy's bathroom, with two sinks, a mirror, and a single stall. Foxy noticed that the room was much shiner and cleaner than the boy's. "Ooh, it's clean in here. Very clean!" Foxy opened the stall door, but Puppet wasn't in there at all. Foxy realized that he had been tricked. "You're not in here either! You tricked me!"

"Ha ha! I was just joking!" Puppet laughed devilishly as Foxy ran as fast as he could out of the girl's bathroom. "You weirdo, you went into the girl's bathroom! I'm telling everybody!"

"UGH, that's not cool! That's not fair!" Foxy groaned, unhappy to see himself tricked like that. "Ugh..."

"Okay, are we on hint five?" Puppet asked Foxy. "I think we're on hint five."

"Yeah, I think we are." Foxy answered as he kept looking around the hallway, checking through the windows of all the rooms in the hallway.

"Okay, I am in a bathroom! But I didn't say which one."

"I went into both of them!" Foxy griped, unable to understand how Puppet could be in a bathroom if not either of those two. Foxy entered Ballora's room. "Does Ballora have a bathroom I don't know about?" Foxy looked around the room. "I don't see one. Nope, not in here." Foxy exited the room, closing the door behind him. He walked back into Puppet's room and started looking there.

"Maybe this bathroom is in a tiny room of its own." Puppet hinted slyly. "Perhaps even a BOX."

"Okay, the ventilation systems don't have it, so not there." Foxy noted, turning away from the trapdoor leading there...and noticed Puppet's box. "Wait a minute!" Foxy felt dumb. How could he have forgotten? "Wait a MINUTE! Hold on!" Foxy walked right up to Puppet's box and climbed up onto it, then looked down into the hole leading to the interior of the box. "You're down there, aren't you?"

"Uh, what? What are you talking about?" Puppet asked, sounding nervous.

"Here I come!" Foxy yelled, and jumped into Puppet's box. "WOAH!" He fell for a second...

...then landed on Puppet's red couch. He had entered the tv room.

"Ow, ow!" Foxy yelped, feeling hurt from the length of the fall. He knew no human could have survived that fall on their own, so he was lucky he was an animatronic and was strong enough to survive the fall. It didn't come without pain, though. "That hurt!" Foxy looked at his phone. "Did you put something hard on this couch?"

"I changed the cushions." Puppet replied calmly.

"Why? That really hurt!"

"Because they didn't, uh, make the place look nice!"

Foxy sighed and got up, exiting the empty tv room and beginning to look around the box. He came into the center room and noticed that nobody was in the kitchen.

"Okay, you're not in the kitchen." Foxy mentioned as he looked around the kitchen to make sure. "Don't see you in here at all." He noticed the gumball machine on the floor of the kitchen. "The gumball machine's still down here. I thought you were supposed to put that downstairs!"

"Nah."

"Wait, say something again."

"Something again." Foxy realized that he could hear Puppet's voice coming from not just the phone now, but in muffled form somewhere nearby. Foxy knew he was on to something.

"I hear you, I hear you!" Foxy yelled, realizing that he was close to Puppet's location now. "Where do I hear you?" Foxy walked down the small hallway and entered Puppet's bathroom...and gasped.

Puppet was inside the shower in the bathroom, crouching behind the small white glass wall with his own phone in hand.

"Oh, I found you!" Foxy exclaimed, happy to finally find Puppet.

"Hey, buddy." Puppet said, smiling.

"So, you could have just said that you were down here." Foxy informed Puppet as he ended the call on his phone. "In your bathroom, in your BOX!"

"But it wouldn't be a fun game." Puppet reasoned, coming out from inside the shower.

"Okay, so now we have to go find the other people, don't we?" Foxy asked Puppet as they left the bathroom. "The other animatronics. Okay, so, can you give me a hint?"

Puppet looked at Foxy weirdly. "But I said they didn't buy you a phone, though! They don't have your number."

"Wait, but do you know where they are?"

"No." Puppet admitted, looking at the ground in sadness.

"Wait, so this whole entire time, I've been searching just for you, and not them?" Foxy asked as he put his phone on the kitchen counter.

"Yeah!" Puppet confirmed. He put an arm around Foxy. "Buddies forever!"

Foxy sighed, annoyed to hear that he went through all the effort of searching to find one person. "So, the animatronics could be somewhere else, and you won't tell me where they are!" Puppet nodded. "Do you even have at least an idea of where they could be?"

"No." Puppet said again, shaking his head this time.

"So...then..." Foxy went on, unsure of why he was even down in Puppet's box. "Why am I down here?"

"We're playing a game!" Puppet exclaimed. "I got you a fancy-shmansy-new phone!"

"Yeah, it is pretty fancy..." Foxy conceded, grabbing his phone off the counter and holding it up. "But it doesn't seem like I can make outgoing calls." Foxy tapped on the screen, but nothing seemed to be working. In fact, the only thing he could do on the phone was call Puppet. There were no apps at all, and no store to download them on. "Yep, can't make outgoing calls. Actually, it's not exactly working. It has no apps on it, so why do I even have this?"

"To call your best buddy...the Puppet." Puppet responded, pointing his thumbs at himself as he grinned (or in this case, smiled wider since he didn't have teeth).

"Yep." Foxy grumbled, already having figured out that the only thing he could do with the phone was call Puppet. "That's the only number on the phone."

"Mmm-hmm." Puppet muttered, still grinning.

"Hey, at least I'll never lose you again." Foxy sighed, trying to see the bright side of the situation as he put the phone back on the counter. Puppet cheered happily. "And the next time a security guard comes, you'll actually BE THERE for once! Geez."

Foxy already knew that Puppet, though he was a security guard hunter like them, tended to miss security guards because he was busy with something his box. And by busy, Foxy knew that meant he was watching tv, doing taxes, or messing around on his computer, or doing anything else he might do down in his box.

"Yep." Puppet said, nodding again. "I also got it for you because you've been disappearing a lot."

"Uh, um, no." Foxy replied, knowing full well that he had never disappeared and was around more often than ANYONE ELSE. "I haven't disappeared once."

"Then where do you go randomly?"

"My room. Just my room. Nowhere else."

"Hmm, Okay. Well, now you have no excuse to answer my calls!" Puppet pointed out, smirking.

Foxy wasn't paying attention to Puppet as much as he was to the fridge in Puppet's kitchen.

"Shane's Electronics." Foxy read on the label on the top-right corner of the fridge. "Yeah, that's weird. That's really weird." Foxy turned around and saw that on the counter was a tea cup, still hot and steaming. "Wait, why is there tea here?" Foxy (being a childish as he was, though he never thought of it that way) wasn't fond of tea in the slightest, and thought it was disgusting. "Who drinks tea? Like, tea is disgusting."

"No, it's not." Puppet denied, going over to the counter. "I like peace tea. Peace tea is nice! It has 'peace' in the name."

"Okay.." Foxy said, unsure of what to say. He noticed the drawers next to the kitchen area, where a goldfish was swimming in a bowl. Foxy could remember from the first time he came down into the box that he had been introduced to Puppet's goldfish. "Oh, your fish. Normandy, right?"

"Normandy. Yep." Puppet confirmed as he came over to where the fish was too.

"Yeah, Norman would have been a bad name." Foxy admitted, thinking the fish's name was quite unique. "Good thing it's Normandy."

"Yeah!" Puppet agreed.

"So, why do you still have a fish above your fish?" Foxy asked Puppet as he stared at the fish trophy on the wall above the goldfish bowl (Foxy thought it was a singing fish, but it was actually a fish trophy), which had a small plaque below it that read A Fishy Friend. Foxy felt that a dead fish about a living fish wasn't a good combo. "Doesn't it make it kind of anxious?"

"No!" Puppet denied, frowning at Foxy. "Come on, we've been over this! It's because they're friends."

"You know that fish isn't alive, right?" Foxy whispered to Puppet, unsure if Puppet knew whether or not the fish on the wall was actually dead. "Well, that is weird coming from an animatronic, but...oh well." Foxy knew it was weird for them to be alive; they were robots, after all. But they just were, and none of the animatronics bothered to question it. They just thought it felt right, so they went with it.

"What does 'alive' even mean?" Puppet asked deeply.

"Yeah, I ask that question everyday." Foxy admitted.

Puppet stared at the ground for a moment, then looked at Foxy.

"We should go skydiving to prove this."

"Um, no no no! We can't even leave this place!" Foxy pointed out, knowing not just that they couldn't leave but also that if Foxy took the full force of a fall from skydiving, we would definitely not survive. The hole down into Puppet's box would administer minor damage, but from miles up in the sky? Even as strong as he was as an animatronic, Foxy knew even an animatronic wouldn't be able to take the force of the landing.

"And also, why does it look like you're crying?" Foxy questioned, referring to the purple tear streaks on Puppet's mask. Foxy always found it strange that they were there. Was Puppet secretly depressed? Foxy wasn't sure. "Are you okay? Do we need to talk about something?"

"It's makeup." Puppet revealed, smiling a little.

"Okedokely…" Foxy murmured, unsure if Puppet wearing strange makeup was a good thing or not. "Makeup."

"Boy makeup." Puppet clarified. "'Cause I'm a boy."

"Yeah, yeah. You keep telling yourself that." Foxy replied as he went into the small hallway and noticed that on the stand, there was a book. Foxy wondered why it was there in Puppet's room. "Why is there a book just sitting here?"

"Why do you keep criticizing my house?" Puppet moaned, sad. "If you keep doing that, I'll want you to get out."

"Well, you're the one that invited me down here!" Foxy griped. "And you say that we're buddies!" Foxy looked into the bathroom and, once again, saw that on the counter was the cup with three toothbrushes, with Foxy felt was also weird. "And you have one, two, THREE toothbrushes. Why do you have three toothbrushes?"

"One for every day of the week!" Puppet explained.

"There's seven days in the week."

Puppet gasped. "What?!"

"Yeah."

"No one told me this.." Puppet sighed as he stared at the floor again.

"At least you're very hygienic for an animatronic." Foxy told Puppet.

"Yes, of course." Puppet responded, smiling. "I don't just use those to brush my teeth, either. That's why my face is so pearly-white!"

"Oh, that makes sense!" Foxy said, finally understanding why Puppet's mask/face was always so clean. "Maybe I should borrow one sometime and-"

"No!" Puppet refused sternly. "Mine."

"Oh. Okay." Foxy responded, knowing full well now that Puppet's toothbrushes were not to be touched. They exited the bathroom. "Okedokely, I see how it is. Maybe we can watch some-" Foxy wandered into what he thought was the tv room, but was actually the computer room. "Wait, wrong room, wrong room. Still not used to be down here." They went a different direction, entered back into the center of the box, and entered the tv room. "Maybe we can watch some tv, since you have a tv down here."

"Yeah, let's watch some tv." Puppet added as they sat down on the red couch.

"I heard there's a good drama about a vampire and his girlfriend today." Foxy mentioned, having seen The Immortal and The Restless somewhere before. "Something about them having a kid. It's really good!"

"I think I heard that one, too!" Puppet responded excitedly. "The one where the kid turns out to be a werewolf, or something?"

"I think he's a vampire, too. I'm not sure. I've only caught one episode."

"Nah, I think he's a werewolf."

"Okay, so we should watch more, then."

"Yeah."

"Okay, let's watch some tv!" Foxy grabbed the remote and flicked the tv on, ready to begin watching cool shows.