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Foxy knew something was very wrong with him when he found he couldn't move at all. He could vaguely see through the darkness of Pirates Cove, but he couldn't even turn on his low light vision mode. If he'd been human he would be panicking, hyperventilating as a matter of fact. As it was, all he could do was try to access his own systems and see what was wrong.
A few minutes of trying lead to nothing, so he tried to bring up the memory of what had happened the last time he'd been online. It was short, just a minute of darkness and footsteps before his memory cut off abnormally. Someone had come to the cove and it had been during the day and whoever it had been had done something to him, messed with his programming, perhaps his hardware too since he was still conscious and without any control of his own body.
He felt himself move, staring out of the curtains like he would if it was the- he paused, suddenly realising what was happening. Whoever had come to the cove had done something to him and it wasn't hard to know who had done so. The person who was after Mike and Morganna was making a move, turning the animatronics against their friends again. The man he'd bit, the man that had tried to hurt his mateys.
In that moment he felt a deep regret, regret he hadn't killed that man. Regret and anger that he couldn't do anything, couldn't warn either of the twins what was happening if they hadn't realised already. What if they hadn't? The others presumably were in a similar state to him, what if the twins came in late… or never went back to the security office?
A deep worry settled itself into his processor, but he tried not to think about it, focusing on trying to regain control of himself somehow. He attempted to will himself to move back into the cove, tried everything from imagining he was in control again to actually trying to shut himself down, but nothing worked and so he stepped out from behind the curtains unable to stop himself. He saw the camera flash on and he didn't move, it seemed that the cameras were still preventing him from getting ready to run and he felt a bit of relief that at least the rules they'd set were still in place. He wasn't sure if both of the twins were there, but it was a relief to know that at least one of them was safe and seemed to know what was going on.
The small red light of the camera flash on a few times, but still Foxy felt his body move, ready to run before actually doing so. Another few minutes and he was running, despite the fact that the camera was checked. He felt confused before concern took over, he could see the open door. He wanted to stay something, to make more noise so they could hear him.
"Foxy's out! Close the left door!"
He rammed into the door as it closed, banging on it a few times, though his thoughts were wrapped around the fact that both Mike and Morganna had to be alright, since Mike had directed someone to close the door. They were alright, they knew what was going on, and they weren't giving up. It was clear that it was going to be difficult, as he walked back to the cove, he saw both Bonnie and Chica heading towards the office.
The twins weren't giving up, Mike seemed like he remembered the patterns, which was a good thing. With the both of them there, Foxy dared to hope that he wouldn't hurt his mateys against his will that night. Sure it was going to be difficult, for Foxy and the twins, but if the twins were fighting, then so would he.
The night proceeded and he managed to somehow hold himself back, at least he thought he was doing so if the first quick run was anything to go by. Still, as six o'clock neared, he could feel himself moving, getting ready to run before he finally did so. After banging on the door he returned to Pirates Cove, unable to stop himself as he looked up at the camera to see it still off.
His body turned and ran again, not heeding any kind of command he gave it. He even tried to force his system to shut down and nothing happened. The door closed, but he could tell that it was it. His second run had drained too much power, there wasn't any way for them to-
His thoughts cut off with the power and he froze in the hallway, only moving when Freddy lumbered past him, heavy metal footsteps clanging on the floor. He stood there, unmoving as he heard the Troubadour March play so merrily from his friend. Heard the twins and Freddy speak, but only heard them through a muffled roar.
If he'd been in control and able to, he'd cry. Foxy felt things the others often didn't; worry, sadness, and anger. Negative emotions that he remembered he was told to ignore back when he'd brought it up to Fazenbaker so long ago. Still, even feeling those emotions, he'd never felt the actual want to cry, to be able to cry even. Sure when he found out about all the guards they'd killed in the past, he'd felt upset and saddened, but he didn't know them. He knew Mike and Morganna, loved them like family and to hurt them- it was more upsetting and painful than anything he'd ever previously experienced.
He stood there, motionless and waiting for Freddy to bring the two out. Unable to control himself as he was, he knew that he'd be helping stuff them into suits, watching them die. He morbidly wondered if they others were as captive in their own programing as he was, unable to act himself and just watching.
A few moments later, instead of Freddy coming out of the dark office, he saw the twins running. How they got past Freddy, he didn't know, but they did. He cursed himself as he moved to stop them.
"We-were do ya-ya tink you-you're g-going ma-matey? Y-yer suits a-are all rea-ready," he said, his voice glitching. He could only wonder if it was a result of him wanting to stop, or if it was because of whatever was done to him.
He watched as Morganna grabbed Mikey, running past him. He reached out towards her, praying that she got past. She shoved him underneath one of the party room tables and told him to run before distracting Freddy and himself. She was good and he felt a small bit of relief every time she dodged a grab, or slash of his hook, until he saw Chica and Bonnie. Together they grabbed her, pulling her into the back room.
All the while Freddy spoke, his voice even stranger than Foxy's had been. The things he was saying were strange too and the fox couldn't help but wonder what had been done to his friend to cause such strange glitching. Still- regardless of Freddy's strange dialogue himself and the others kept Morganna captive, readying her to be fitted with a suit.
Freddy chose an arm piece first, shoving the woman's arm into it harshly. If Foxy could have, he would have at least closed his eyes. Watching the look of pain on her face as she screamed was… it was horrifying. His vision wavered and all he could see was her younger self, staring at him with fear and betrayal in her eyes.
He could hear Mike at the door, pounding on it at first. Foxy prayed he woudn't come in, but as with all of Foxy's wishes, the prayer wasn't heard. Mike stepped forward, distracting Freddy enough that he dropped what he was doing and turned to look at him. Foxy watched as the bear took a moment before stepping towards Mike, grabbing him.
Just the other night they had sworn to protect the twins, had so foolishly believed that they could help. But all he ever brought was ruin, he deserved to rot away, forgotten. It was only when that thought passed through his processor that everything went black.
Coming back into a sort of consciousness was not as quick as it should have been Foxy noted, vaguely remembering a hard shut down of his systems. It took another moment before he recalled the previous evening's events and realised that he still couldn't control himself. What had brought him online? He didn't have to wait long for his answer as Mike walked towards him after having turned on the lights.
"A-A-Ahh-hoy t-th-there ma-maatey, wel-welcome t-ta pi-pirates co-co-co-cove," he said, surprised that anything came out at all. He wanted to tell Mike to stay away, get back from him, that he couldn't control himself. Still, something coming out was better than nothing, even if it was the programmed show intro.
He realised his body was jerkily moving, it felt like he was going to get up and he didn't want that. Foxy knew that he was fast; if he was up and about… he wasn't sure what he'd do in the state he was in. It wasn't midnight though, so maybe he wouldn't hurt anyone? It was a hope, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
"Foxy? Are you alright? Do you… do you remember me?" Mike said, cautiously moving closer towards him. Foxy wanted to growl, to yell at the man to get back. He didn't want to hurt him, he'd already hurt Morganna.
"St-st-sto-op," Foxy managed to get out. It wasn't intimidating, but it was better than letting the man come near. He could only hope that the man would listen as he tried to get out more of a warning. "St-st-a-ay a-a-a wh- co-come ba-back ta-ta- th-the-"
It was all he could do to say those words and he knew they weren't much. Still, Mike had stopped coming towards him, pausing and looking perplexed until his eyes lit up. Foxy felt relief, the jerky movement of his limbs calming down as the weight was lifted from him at the moment that Mike stepped back from him.
"I'll be back Foxy. Me and Morg, we'll fix you," the man said with conviction before leaving the curtained area.
The fox in question felt his body slump against the wooden ship model again. He was happy that Mike had listened to him, kept away, but that wasn't the only reason he was happy. If he was being honest with himself, he was happy that the man hadn't condemned him; that he seemed to understand that Foxy and the others hadn't any control over themselves.
It felt… wrong though, to be happy for such a small thing. Mike and Morganna… they should both hate them, hate him, for what they did. Mike had even more of a reason, since he'd been the target of their game the first two days and then the night before. Then there was the fact that they really had hurt Morganna, made her scream, he saw how much pain she was in.
Still, it was the twin's decision to forgive them or not. They didn't need to know about the blame he was putting on himself, especially so if they did forgive him, them. He had to be better, had to be stronger, he had to be just- more. He'd already failed his little mateys once, when they were children, this was a new failure to add to his record. He would rather be destroyed than to let something like this happen again.
So lost in the thoughts running through his processor, he almost didn't notice when the curtains were pushed back to let two people into the cove. Seeing Morganna he looked at her arm, his head lowering slightly in response to the immense amount of guilt that flooded through him. He watched as they both cautiously approached him, moving slowly.
"Hey there Foxy, you in there?" Morganna asked, setting down a bag nearby with a heavy clunk.
"A-A-Ay-ye," He managed to get out.
"He talked to me earlier too, though it was all dialogue from his show," Mike said, looking directly into Foxy's eyes a bit sadly. "Whatever he did to them didn't affect them during the day. It's not midnight yet, so he's not hostile, but he's still affected by whatever was done so he can't fully control himself. Or at least that's what I came up with for an explanation."
"Not bad deducing Mikey.I was thinking something along those lines," she replied, pulling out a screw driver from her bag. "Now Foxy, I'm going to need to go into your control panel. Mike's setting up my computer to hook up into you. I'm actually going to fully shut you down while we fix everything, alright?"
Foxy stared at her a moment before looking over at Mikey, watching him plug different wires into different ports on the thing. He looked back at her, a jerky nod was the only answer he could give, finding himself unable to speak again.
"Alright, don't worry Foxy it won't take long," she said assuredly, moving him away from the Ship model a bit while she fumbled with the zipper to his suit. Finally she got it unzipped and started taking screws out of the panel. He thought about the day she'd threatened him, how she fixed his jaw. It was nice, back then, to be taken care of after so long, even with the threats. Now he knew better though, knew that he wasn't worth it, not after all the pain he had brought.
Mike seemed to think that he was worth something. He told Morganna to fix him, even after those first two nights. He cleaned the cove, cleaned up Foxy himself, wanted to help him. Foxy didn't know how his little matey hadn't realised that he… well he just wasn't worth the effort. The fox had made mistakes, plenty of them, starting with the bite of '87, but maybe that had been the first big one.
Still, if the twins wanted to fix him, wanted to keep him around… then he'd be grateful. It seemed that they did, based on the fact that here they were, fixing him, again. His last thought before Morganna turned him off was that he'd keep good on his word from then on; he'd keep the twins safe even if it destroyed him in the process.
AN :: Sorry about the shortness of this chapter guys! I'm still having a little trouble with my block, but since I'm writing some other things too I've been managing. The only bad thing is that this part actually ended up being too long. I decided just to post it as a stand alone chapter for you guys to read. But hey more Foxy is a good thing, right? Mikey will cheer him up soon with his general awkward adorableness. Anyways the next chapter is about halfway finished and since I've been late with updates I'll post it asap! Thank you all so much for reading. I've said before and I'll say it again, I really, really appreciate all of your support everyone! Each favourite, follow, review, and PM really makes my day and keeps me going! So really thank you! I really hope you enjoyed this chapter and you'll continue enjoying the story!
For anyone still wondering, I'm still working on creating a blog for information regarding my AU and this story, it's just been a bit slow going with my block and general busyness/distractions(stupidgamesdistractingme). Oneshots are still in progress as well, but at least one will be up soon! Thank you all for your patience with me. As always I hope your day or night is a wonderful one!