Foxy woke up in the bedroom, beside Vixey. He looked at the arctic vixen as she was snuggled up against his chest, asleep. His body felt sore as he laid there, but not near as bad as last night. He managed to look over his shoulder at Kimber playing with random stuff in her crib as he laid there. The red vulpine unwrapped his arms from around Vixey's body and sat up, feeling his body sting slightly as he moved. He turned to the side, sliding off the bed to his feet, able to stand dizzily as he let go of the bed. He stumbled toward the crib slowly, making sure not to fall as he got near the child's bed.
"Hey, sweetie," He said softly so the small vixen as he leaned against the crib, holding onto the wall behind it so he didn't break it.
Kimber looked up at him, smiling at her father, as he picked her up from the crib and let her get comfortable in his arms. He turned around seeing Vixey still sleeping on the bed, so he grabbed the chair from the desk and sat down with their daughter; letting her play with random stuff around them as he watched her. He looked over at the clock seeing it was 8:28 AM and he started wondering why no one woke them up since they were working today. That's when he remembered the hole in the wall and the ripped-off door. "Lorenzo is livid," He thought to himself as he looked down seeing his bandaged body and arms realizing that probably wasn't the only reason. Foxy rested his feet on the bed as he looked down at the chair, shocked it could hold him with ease.
"Foxy, what are you doing," He heard Vixey say weakly as her eyes were partially open on the bed facing him.
"Playing with Kimber," He replied as Kimber began lifting and lowering his eye patch repeatedly.
"Aren't we supposed to be open today," She asked him as she rolled to her side with a slight wince, facing him.
"Considering that there's a man-sized hole in the wall, the door is ripped off the hinge, and we're both bandaged up? I wouldn't think so," He chuckled, putting his feet on the ground and setting Kimber on the bed with Vixey.
"That bandage does look pretty rough," She said with a slight laugh as he leaned back in the chair.
"Yeah," He chuckled a bit as he looked down at the bandage on his chest which had bled through a bit. "I probably need to change it."
He looked up at Vixey who was grunting while holding her stomach, causing him to stand up and place his hand on her back to try and comfort her.
"You alright," He asked as she managed to relax.
"Yeah, I'm just sore," She replied with a pained expression as he rubbed her back and made sure Kimber didn't fall off.
He leaned over kissing her on the cheek as she laid there, still rubbing her back, as she stayed silent wrapping her arms around Kimber and pulling her over to her as he pulled back.
"Rest," He told her with a smile as he stood beside the bed.
"Alright," She replied as Kimber began trying to climb over her, causing him to chuckle a bit as he started walking toward the door with a limp.
"I'll be right back," He told Vixey as he turned around towards her, seeing her give him a thumbs up before turning back around and exiting the bedroom.
He entered the relatively worn kids cove seeing the broken wall and door, along with some chairs that he didn't notice beforehand. He saw Lorenzo arguing with Toy Freddy and Goldy as he stumbled through the cove, feeling the burning start up again, but it wasn't near as bad as earlier.
"Hold on, that doesn't explain why the wall has a damn hole in it," Lorenzo shouted at the two bears as the red vulpine dizzily limped through the hole in the wall, gripping onto his side as it was burning.
"Finally, you woke up," Goldy sighed as Lorenzo turned around in his wheelchair at Foxy.
"Jeez, how can you look worse than before," Lorenzo exclaimed as Foxy leaned against the wall, still gripping his side.
"Go fuck yourself," Foxy replied with a chuckle as he grunted from pain.
"No, you go fuck yourself. You put a fucking hole in the wall," Lorenzo retorted as the fox flipped him off.
"Both of you calm down," Goldy shouted as he stepped in between them. "This is an easy fix."
"How is this an easy fix," Lorenzo asked the gold bear visibly livid.
"What if we just knock the rest of the wall down? That way we don't have to worry about Foxy throwing people through walls," Goldy replied as Lorenzo looked at him with a confused expression.
"Sounds like a good idea to me," Foxy said as he started knocking down bricks from the wall.
"Jason, I swear I will beat the living shit out of you," Lorenzo shouted at him, causing him to look back in shock.
"So, we're not tearing down the wall," Foxy asked the disabled man as Toy Freddy tried to hide a laugh from behind Lorenzo.
"No, you fucking idiot," Lorenzo replied as the red vulpine backed away from the wall with his hands up.
"Okay, we still wouldn't have been able to perform today," Foxy told him as he stepped towards him into the main room.
"Why," Lorenzo questioned him as Foxy stopped got beside him.
"Both me and Vixey are pretty beat up right now; she got impaled, I got beaten," He told the disabled man who sighed.
"Well, I wish someone would have told me that," Lorenzo said as he turned around towards Goldy and Toy Freddy.
"I'd have thought you could guess that by looking at the bandages all over him," Goldy said pointing at Foxy's chest.
"He's always bandaged, it's almost every week I walk in and he's wrapped in bandages, he's fine," Lorenzo retorted as he looked over at Foxy.
"I wouldn't say that this time," Goldy told him as Foxy continued staring at them confused.
"Why not," Lorenzo and Foxy asked the gold bear.
"This time he overloaded his sensors, that takes a while for the bots to heal due to them overloading again and again when he moves or gets hurt," Goldy told them as Foxy realized why he was in so much pain the night before.
"Oh…" Lorenzo said as he turned over to Foxy. "Well, I'm sorry for being so rude when you came out. Is Claire fine?"
"Yeah, she's been hanging in there," Foxy sighed as he felt the burning sensation start-up in his legs and chest. "I also wish I could beat the living shit out of who made us breathe."
"Why do you say that," Lorenzo asked as he looked up at the red vulpine.
"It's painful," He replied with a grunt as it began feeling scorching hot.
"That isn't the only thing wrong with you, there's a lot more. You blew your hydraulics again," Goldy told him as he stepped over and lightly grabbed his upper arm. "I accidentally crushed one of the bot storage containers on your endoskeleton when I punched you in the side, there's just a lot wrong with you right now. You need to rest."
"You two got into a fight," Lorenzo asked with a shocked expression as they looked down at him.
"Yeah," Goldy said to the disabled man. "Neither of us really won, but he surely didn't get out unscathed," The gold bear chuckled smacking him in the back lightly as Foxy looked at him.
"Yeah, that arm sure feels good doesn't it," Foxy chuckled as he gripped onto the bear's shoulder and squeezed the joint hard.
"Shut up," Goldy told him as he knocked the red vulpine's arm away, causing him to grunt a bit.
"How's the basement looking," Lorenzo asked as Toy Freddy and Goldy went to walk away.
"Unsure," They told him as the two bears walked towards the stage, Foxy looked down at Lorenzo.
"Hey, um, were there more prototypes," He asked the disabled man who looked at him confused.
"What prototypes," Lorenzo questioned him.
"Prototypes like me," He replied as the man thought for a second.
"There were several prototypes made, some of them were auctioned off and we bought them, some were destroyed, some were sold off to collectors, and so on," Lorenzo told him. "Why are you asking?"
"I think that I fought one in the basement. That was what slammed me through a wall down there," Foxy replied as he began grunting from pain again.
"Well, I'd say it's unlikely, but considering you did find other endoskeletons down there I wouldn't be shocked," Lorenzo replied as he started rolling off towards his office. "I'm going to call up some repair guys. You all need to stay out of sight for the day."
"Gotcha," Foxy replied as he started walking back into the cove through the hole.
He looked around the cove seeing the ruined furniture scattered along the floor as he walked to the bedroom, he felt the pain creeping through his body slowly with each step. He opened the door seeing Vixey sitting up in the bed with Kimber in her lap playing with her as he walked in, she looked up at him with a smile as he closed the door behind him and walked over to the side of the bed.
"You ever going to put a shirt on," She asked him with a slight laugh as he sat on the bed beside her.
"Whenever I get to pull these bandages off I will," He replied as he rested his head against her shoulder.
"Should have asked Goldy to replace them," Vixey told him as he laid back, her rubbing her hand across the bandage on his chest when he finally rested against the pillow.
"They're fine," He chuckled as she laid back with Kimber crawling up between them.
He heard her gasp as she leaned back and looked over to see her holding her stomach once again, but she managed to relax as Kimber crawled up. He rolled to his side, facing her, as he placed his hand over hers as she held her stomach, careful of the small kit that was between them.
"You alright," He asked her as she looked over at him, soon relaxing again.
"Yeah, it's just I moved too quickly," She replied as she placed her hand on Kimber's back, petting the kit as rested beside the arctic vixen.
"Okay," He said softly as he continued holding her hand and rested his head on her shoulder.
He closed his eyes as he felt her turned her head towards him, and rest the furred underside of her maw on his head. He opened his eyes; seeing the white fur-ball that laid down beside Vixey's thigh, purring as she rubbed her back. He smiled as he watched Kimber purr and soon closed his eyes, falling asleep beside the two vixens, as he felt the rest of the pain once again melt away as he stayed still.
Foxy opened his eyes, except he was no longer in the pizzeria. He wasn't anywhere familiar. He saw a small lounge room which was furnished with; a small table with snacks on it, ragged chairs that lined the room, a small desk with a computer on it to his left. He couldn't move as he sat down and soon his head turned toward the desk and a small bottle of hair dye was seen on the far side of the desk, it was a bright blonde color. He watched as a hand reached out for a small box hidden behind the computer, it pulled the box out throwing the top opening pulling out a torn picture of a familiar family. There were three people, he recognized an older man who was in his mid-forties, he had a gruff brown beard with a messy brown head of hair. He realized who it was when he looked closer at the image seeing a distinct scar down his throat. It was his father, he looked to the side seeing his red-haired mother who was visibly abused. Then he looked to the right of her seeing a brown-reddish haired kid, except, it wasn't him. It couldn't have been him. He gave his father that scar when he ran away from him all those years before. The man he was looking through sat up from his chair, throwing the picture back into a box filled with other pictures and a singular bullet. There was also a familiar knife in the box which seemed stained with blood. The man grabbed the small bullet out before he slammed the box shut, throwing it back behind the computer, and walking out the small lounge into an empty warehouse. He watched as the man walked across the room towards an old sink, with an old broken mirror that sat above it with black stains all across it as if it had never been cleaned. He felt his stomach churn as he saw the man's face from which he looked through; the blonde man, whose hair had faded into a brown-reddish color like he had when he was alive. His eyes were bloodshot with bags upon bags under his eyes. Behind him in the mirror was a large animatronic with a figure much like the endoskeleton from the basement. He looked to the side seeing a weird piece of machinery that had long, thin boxes beside it. The machine itself was made like the blades and could fit in his wrist from the looks of it. The man cut on the sink, throwing water onto his face as he groaned. Loud shouting was heard from outside as the sounds of rioters leaked into the warehouse.
"So, are you ready," He heard a familiar voice say from behind the man as he turned around letting Foxy see the familiar shadowy Synn.
"Mind if I know how it works again," The blonde man asked as Synn grabbed the bullet out his hand and walked towards the animatronic grabbing a .38 special snub nose revolver from a table to the side.
"You die, I capture your soul, I place you into the animatronic, then you go kill Jason one night falls," The man chuckled as he loaded the bullet into the revolver and swung it sideways, knocking the cylinder into place.
"What if I don't want to do this anymore," The man asked as Synn sighed.
"Well, I'm sure you'd rather kill the man and his family that left you and your mother to die," Synn chuckled as the blonde man sighed.
The blonde man didn't respond for a few seconds as he thought about what to say, he looked around before soon shouting to himself and walking towards Synn pulling the barrel of the revolver to his hand and pulling the hammer back himself before shouting at the man.
"Do it," He shouted at the man who chuckled at him.
"With pleasure," The man chuckled.
Foxy woke up in a cold sweat as he looked around the room, seeing the two vixens still beside him.
"What's wrong," Vixey asked him as he panted holding his chest, feeling a fear take over him as he sat there trying to comprehend what he just witness, what he just learned.
"I need to go talk with the Marionette," He said getting up leaving Vixey in the bed confused.
"For what," She asked him as he ran out the bedroom, into the cove hearing Lorenzo speaking with the others.
"So, the repairmen aren't able to come, the riots have them on lockdown," Lorenzo told the others as Foxy tripped out the hole in the wall going to the right towards the prize corner.
"What's up," Freddy asked him as he ignored them continuing to the prize corner.
He slammed onto the top of the prize box vigorously as he felt a sense of urgency take over.
"Yeah, yeah. What's wrong," The Marionette asked throwing the box open as he looked shocked at Foxy who was panting a bit.
"Who the hell is Synn," He asked bluntly as the puppet just stared at him.
"I was expecting this," The Marionette said as he slammed on the counter to the side before looking back at the flimsy puppet.
"Goddamn it! He's probably just sent that fucker here to kill me and my family," He shouted at the Marionette as the others just stared over at him.
"I made you see that. I needed you to know that you need to prepare," The Marionette told him. "I will deal with Synn, but you need to figure out how to deal with him."
"Why are you only dealing with Synn," Foxy questioned him as the puppet sighed.
"Synn is more powerful than you think," The Marionette told him vaguely as he shut the lid leaving the fox to his own accord.
Foxy slammed onto the lid a few more times not soliciting a reaction from the lanky marionette as Goldy walked over.
"What's wrong," Goldy asked him as he turned over.
"I'm about to rip that fucker apart," Foxy shouted as he gripped onto the bear's shoulder, coughing in pain from the burning in his chest.
"You're about to rip who apart," Goldy asked with a confused expression.
"The fucker who killed my family," He shouted, still coughing as he felt anger flow through him once again.
"You're not about to rip anyone apart, look at yourself," Goldy said pointing at his chest and arms.
"He has a prototype... He's customized it… He's in control of it," Foxy said as he gritted his teeth in both anger and pain at the gold bear.
"You're definitely not fighting him," Goldy said pulling his hand off his shoulder and trying to calm him down.
"This is personal," Foxy said as he glared at the bear, he felt the burning grow stronger as his voice grew raspy and weak.
"Calm down, you're overloading your sensors again," Goldy told the red vulpine who continued glaring at him. "If he comes I'll take care of him."
"I'm fighting him," Foxy grunted as he grabbed the gold bear's shoulder and pulled himself to his face as anger filled him. "I'm ripping that fucker apart limb from limb," He spat in Goldy's face as he held onto him as it felt like lava filled the tubes that flowed through his body, soon growing drowsy and exhausted from the pain he was enduring.
"Foxy, come on. I'm going to help you lay down," Goldy told the fox as his legs gave out, allowing him to collapse to the floor as he suffered from pain on the floor.
He looked up at Goldy as the gold bear bent over and picked him up by his arm, holding it over his shoulder as he dragged him to the cove. Foxy watched the others as they stared at him in pity as all he felt was the anger resurface, he watched the man willingly kill himself, and leave his daughter fatherless. He went into his own hell willingly. Foxy thought to himself as Goldy carried him, he made a promise to himself that he would kill him and torment him for as long as possible before he murders him, ignoring his original thoughts on sparing the man to let his daughter have a father. That was gone, nothing was holding him back anymore. He came back to reality as Goldy opened the bedroom door and dragged him towards the bed setting him on it, beside Vixey who looked at him with concern as he closed his eyes to rest.