Hey there! Sorry for the late update, but I made this chapter pretty good (That's just my opinion, I have no power over your mind….yet.)

Okay, enough wait, I'll just let you read.

Apologies for any grammatical/ punctuation errors.

Chapter 38- A little help.

He gasped when he saw the teeth about to swallow him whole, and then proceeded to cover his face with his hook and hand, hoping that whatever it was wouldn't hurt his face with its rows of razor sharp teeth.

But nothing came.

Maybe now….He thought.

Still nothing came.

Now?

Nothing.

Foxy opened his eye and looked around. He was no longer on the cold grey ground that was the strange room where he was. Instead he was on the floor carpet floor, surrounded by all of his siblings who were fanning him viciously with their paws.

"I think he's waking up!" Bonnie said as Foxy tried to open his eyes.

"Well, fan faster!" Goldie said as the little golden bear fan faster.

"Hey man, please don't be dead!" Toy Chica said as she joined in the fanning.

"Hey, do ye think I can I get his toys if the lad dies?" Maggie asked

"Maggie!" She yelled "Can't you see-"

He coughed and rubbed his eyes so he could see well.

"He lives! HE LIVES!" Goldie said in a voice similar to a mad scientist or some other person who had just brought somebody back to life.

"Good to see ye!" Maggie said in a happy voice "And no, I wouldn't be a'talking 'bout how I'd get yer toys."

It really didn't take much to figure out that she had lied about the toy part. But he was still happy to see them and to be in his house rather than the cold place he was earlier with the monster that probably wanted to eat him.

But he was still confused, what happened? Did he die?

He didn't feel dead. He did feel a bit like a sea slug, but he was alive. But it still bothered him what happened? Was what he had a nightmare? Did he have a dream inside of a dream?

His thoughts were interrupted when Freddy said "Good to see you!" and helped him up, and wobbled around a little when he did. Luckily, Freddy had leaned over and had supported him.

"Need a little help?" he asked

"Yeah…" Foxy answered "Just a question, did I faint or something?"

"Yes," The alll said.

"You fainted when you got the note from me- I mean, the secret admirer!" Toy Chica said. Turning a tad bit red when she said it.

That caused him to enter a state of mental freeze.

"Aw come on Foxy, don't you think it's cute?" Chica asked. "I mean, you have a girl that likes you! Not that it's weird or anything."

Please send me be back, He told himself, willing to trade places to go back to the grey prison that he had been earlier rather than this place where he had been earlier.

Unfortunately, it didn't help him think that what was happening was fake when Chica had pulled the note out and handed it to him.

Foxy then let out a sad moan when he had seen the note.

"Aw don't be sad!" Chica said "If anything, you should be pretty happy!"

"Why should I be happy?" He asked "I have an admirer!"

"And this'd be bad because?" Maggie asked

"Cause I don't want an admirer!" He complained.

"Oh boo-hoo, ye'll live," She said

"No I won't!" Foxy said

"Why not?"

"Cause me admirer is a girl!" he said

"And this'd be a problem because…"

"Well…... their icky and laugh all the time!" Foxy said.

"And this'd be coming from the lad who can go out and just take a pee on any tree he feels like whenever he wants to." Maggie added.

"Yeah, so?"

"I rest me….thingy that ends an argument." She said.

"Don't you mean you rest your case?" Goldie added

"Yeah," She said "I rest me case."

"Goldie!" Foxy said.

"What?" Goldie asked "She asked for help, so I gave it."

"Am I the only person here who just want's to go back to what we were doing before this happened?" Bonnie asked.

"No." Toy Bonnie added "No you're not."

"Glad to have a bro like you,"

"Same here."

Foxy was seriously considering arranging a boarding party to take down whoever this admirer was, and hopefully teach her something about

` "Look Foxy," Goldie said "Maybe it's a good thing that you have an admirer, you know, make some more friends…"

"But I'm happy with the ones I do have!" he wined.

"Well, one more can't be that bad, right?" the little yellow bear said "I mean, if this admirer is around, at least you have somebody who will usually play with you."

"But she's a girl!" He said "I'll beat her every time without a problem."

"Hey, I'm a girl and I beat you at wrestling." Chica said

"That doesn't count," he said not wanting to admit that he had lost to her, "I was still getting some…...ocean lag! Yeah! ocean lag! Slowed down me senses."

"Well, you wanna rematch?" Chica asked.

"Ye bet I do!" Foxy said as he too got into a fighting stance "This time, I'll pin ye down before ye can even blink!"

He didn't really have a comeback, but that still sounded pretty threatening.

He then tackled Chica in hope of proving his point that he couldn't lose to her.

He wasn't sure what happened, but about ten seconds later, he was pinned to the ground and was being sat on by the chicken.

"Ha!" She said "Looks like I win. Again."

"Cheatery!" He said "I call cheatery!"

"Is that so?" She said as she got off of him, "Well then, let's do this again, kay?"

"Why when I'm through with ye," Foxy said pulling up an imaginary sleeve on his arm "Ye'll wish ye never messed with a pirate!"

He then lunged at her again, only to feel a bit of disorientation as he and Chica wrestled, and then felt the left side of his face on the floor.

"Man, you suck." She said.

"Yer obviously usin some sort of magics!"

"Foxy." Chica said, "Why can't you admit that I am just stronger than you right now?"

"Cause your a girl!" he said "And girls arn't suppose to beat boys!"

For a few seconds the room was quiet. And then, she got up and started walking away.

"I can't believe you just went there," She said and then walked away from the beaten fox with her sister and Maggie as they then walked away from them. Still leaving Foxy beaten on the ground.

He seemed in some sort of daze of confusion. He always thought he was a good fighter, he was a pirate for pete's sake, so how he could lose to somebody like Chica of all people?

"How could I…." he whimpered almost on the verge of bursting into tears "How could I lose?"

"Hey, don't worry Foxy," Goldie said as patted his back "Chica is a pretty hard fighter, I mean, we did invent that wresting game, so she basically knows all the moves."

He sighed, he had forgotten that the two invented the game and then sat up. Suddenly, he didn't feel….angry. He originally was pretty upset that the chicken had beaten him at fighting, but the more he thought about how she and Goldie invented the game, the less upset he became. Until, he actually started smiling. He figured Chica really wasn't all that strong as he predicted, but she managed to somehow outsmart him and was able to beat him.

He then realized something. He realized he said things. Hurtful things.

"Oh man…" he said "I...I said some really mean stuff to her."

"Your just figuring that out?"

He nodded "I'm not pround of it."

"Oh Foxy." Goldie said "It's okay."

"Not it's not." He said "I bet the lass hates me more than rotten seaweed right now."

"And I bet she does." Goldie said

"Hey, I thought you were suppose to help me!" Foxy said.

"I am," He said "Maybe now she hates you, but I think you two can get along."

"How?" he asked "After all those things I said…"

"It's easy," he said "Just tell her your sorry,"

"Really?"

"Yes." He said "She's a pretty nice person, I think she'll understand you were angry and upset."

Foxy thought about it for a minute.

"You know what do?" The yellow bear asked

He nodded.

"Good," Goldie said "Now go do it."

He put his hook on his legs to stand up, when he felt something. A faint crinkle. Like the crinkle of paper.

Suddenly, his eyes almost bugged out.

He had put the poster he had taken from the place in his pocket.

And if the poster was here….

Suddenly, Foxy started looking around for the monster that had nearly eaten him, half expecting it to pop out of the wall and stare him down with his single eye. When the room was clean, he then moved on the next part he wanted to do with the poster.

"Goldie," He said "There'd be something I want to give ye."

"Yes?"

Foxy then took the folded paper out of his pocket and put it in his hands.

"What's this?" He asked

"I don't know." He said as he then started to walk out of the room to where the girls had left.

"Foxy," he said "Where are you going?"

"I don't know," he said "But maybe, I should try this'd admirer thingie, who knows, maybe the lass could be a good friend."

He then saw the golden bear smile.

"Good for you Foxy," He said "You go meet this person."

"Alright." he said as he left, and saw that the bear's eyes almost popped out of it's sockets when he looked at the poster and then called for Billy like he had seen something that was dangerous.

He decided that it would be best to ask Goldie what he saw later, but for now: The admirer.

Foxy walked over to where he saw the girls walked over, which was the couch where they were in a tickle fight and Maggie was using her very fluffy tail as some sort of tickle blade

When he approached near them, they had immediately stopped fighting and looked at him.

"What do you want?" Chica asked in a rather snappy voice.

"I...uh...um…."

He suddenly found this harder to say than he picture in his mind. He reminded himself that all he had to do was ask if Chica could help him in this situation. After all, she was a girl and seemed to be oldest out of the bunch, and probably knew stuff that could help him in this situation.

But for some reason, he couldn't talk.

"Foxy," Maggie said as she climbed down the couch "Is ther'd be somthing that ye want to say?"

"Yeah…" He said taking a deep breath for what he had to say.

"Chica….I'd be needin a favor from ye."

"Yes?" she asked

"I need ye to-"

"I won't." She said as she crossed her arms and looked away.

Foxy was stunned at how selfish she was.

"Ye don't even know what I was going to ask!"

"I don't care." She said "Why would you want help from a girl?"

He was confused by what she said, until he remember his earlier clash with her.

"I didn't mean it." Foxy said.

"Sounded like you did." She said as she looked away. "Come on, let's go play-"

"Chica!" he shouted "Stop jokin around, I need help talkin to me secret admirer!"

He saw the chicken actually look at him with a bugged-out eyes for a few seconds. But then, that expression turned into a smile.

"Like I said, why do you want my help?" She asked

"Because...Because…" he said.

Be brave, just tell her what you want. He told himself.

"I want to be friends with me admirer." he answered "Who knows, maybe she'd be a good-hearted lass who likes pirates?"

They looked at each other, and then looked back.

"Why should I help?"

"I...I…"

He took another deep breath, and got ready to admit something he was embarrased to say.

"I don't know how to talk with a girl." He said "Ye know, be friends with one 'em and stuff, so if ye could help me out, it would be nice. Also, yer a good fighter. And I'd be sorry for saying ye wern't becasue yer a girl."

His statement made them look at each other and let out a little laugh (He hoped they weren't laughing at him.) which mostly from Toy Chica, and after a few seconds, got into a huddle and started talking with each other.

He wanted to listen what they were saying, but they were talking in whispers that he couldn't hear.

After a few seconds, they broke and looked at him.

"Alright," Chica said "Are you sure you want to?"

He nodded. And he meant it.

They looked at each other and snickered for little bit and then turned to him.

"Alright then," She said as she went behind him and then walked with her hand behind his back and started treating him like some sort of tour guide.

He had the feeling that she forgave him, given that she appeared happy and was about to give him a lecture about how to talk with the mysterious species of girls.

"Let's start with the basics you little pirate…"

End of Chapter

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