Ah I'be been away so long. Sorry for the wait. Here's the next chapter for you all. Hope you like.

Foxy sat in the Parts and Services room in complete silence, watching for any sign of life within the animatronic before him. The Marionette had told him to sit tight and wait, and that there was no telling when the other spirit would finally awaken. So he sat in wait, tail swishing anxiously behind him.

it was nearly 4:00 when the Freddy animatronic finally showed any sign of life. At first it was just a twitch, fingers curling absently. Then the entire animatronic moved, a soft noise escaping them. Foxy jumped to his feet, wincing at the loud clash of his metal feet against the stone floor. The Freddy animatronic blinked its eyes open, sitting up woozily. Foxy approached cautiously, standing off to one side and waiting until the other noticed.

The other kid shrieked, nearly tumbling off the table as he took in his appearance. Foxy winced, stepping closer. "It be alright," he said gently, trying hard to retain his pirate accent as the Marionette had instructed, "Yer safe now lad." The other stared at him.

"You spoke," he said shakily, "what's going on?" Foxy swallowed, dropping his act. Surely the being would understand right?

"You were hurt," he said simply, "real bad. So was I." The other looked lost, and then stricken.

"That man killed me," he said shakily, "but...h-how am I alive?!" Foxy frowned, looking away.

"I don't know how it fixed us," he admitted, "but...we have another chance at life. That's what it told me. Do you remember your name?" The other shook his head, frowning. Foxy tried to smile. "That be fine. This pirate can't remember his name either. So you'll be Freddy, just as I be Foxy." Freddy blinked at him before laughing.

"Dude," he said, "that accent is rediculous." Foxy grinned, brandishing his hook.

"Aye lad," he said, "that it is." Freddy laughed again and the fox offered him a hand. Freddy took it, getting up on shaky legs. Foxy kept him steady until he could balance on his own, and the pair sat and talked for a long while.

When the clock hit 5:50 Foxy ushered Freddy off to the main stage, promising he'd return that night. The bear showed reluctance towards separating, but Foxy assured him that he'd do fine entertaining the kids. Freddy grumbled a bit before the pirate raced off, ducking into his cove just as 6:00 hit. He heard Vincent trot by his room, ensuring everything was in place before heading into the main room.

'Freddy,' he thought, 'he doesn't know that guy is here. What if he panics!' He hopped down from his stage, trotting silentl.y down the hall to peer into the main room. Freddy's eyes were wide, staring at Vincent. The man was on his phone, seemingly unaware of the bear. Foxy crept by him, slipping up onto the stage as Freddy stumbled back behind the curtain. He gingerly hugged the other, tail twitching. "It's alright lad," he said softly, "he can't hurt you anymore. He doesn't even know we're here."

"Are you sure?" The bear whispered, still staring at the curtain. Foxy nodded.

"It promised that we'd be safe," he said, "as long as we play our part we'll be okay. Just trust me." Freddy sighed and nodded.

"Did...whatever made us...did it give any other instructions?" Foxy nodded.

"It said to keep an eye out," he explained softly, "to try and make sure he doesn't kill anyone else...if we can." The other animatronic froze before pushing out of his hold.

"Real good job you did keeping me alive huh," he snapped. Foxy's ears flattened and he looked away. "When did you get these orders huh? Cause I don't recall you anywhere near me when that monster was getting busy slicing into me." Foxy felt tears prickle at his eyes, his tail trembling behind him.

"I didn't know," he said softly, sniffling lightly, "It was talking to me, and by the time I'd found out that you were even here..." a sob escaped him, and he clapped a hand over his mouth to try and stifle it. It was only partially effective, and he squeezed his eyes shut. "I-I should go back to Pirate's Cove. You stay here. Just uh...I'll see you later. Maybe..." He ran off, leaving Freddy to stare after him in shock.

'He looked...upset.' Freddy stood cautiously on the stage, trying to remember what he'd seen Freddy do onstage during his times to the pizzeria. When the music started and the children hovered by the stage, he tried his best to smile and greet them. He felt alone up on stage, moving robotically and doing his best to sing the simplistic songs on a cycle. When he finally got a break the children raced off to Pirate's Cove, and he found himself glancing over.

The pizzeria was fairly small, so he could easily hear Foxy's loud, boisterous laughter from the stage. He lowered his mic, listening as the other spun a tale of adventure that he knew he'd never heard before. He smiled, finding himself as enthralled in the story as he was sure the other children crowded around the stage were. When the other finished, he found himself rejuvenated. It also made him honk. How old was the the other?

'I just have to make it to closing,' he thought, greeting the kids as they returned to him, 'then I'll ask him. And...I should apologize.' With his new plan in mind he went about the rest of his day, waiting for the time when he could go talk to his new aquaintance.

"Alright Vincent, have a good night." Freddy could barely stop himself from bouncing his leg impatiently as he waited for the owner to leave. When he had and Vincent had wandered off he hopped down from the stage, making his way to Pirate's Cove. The pirate fox was nowhere to be seen, and he swallowed thickly.

"Foxy?" He called out, slightly uncertain, "A-Are you here?"

"What do ye want." The fox appeared from within his Cove, curtain parting with a soft swish of fabric. Foxy looked less that pleased, and the bear sighed.

"I wanted to talk," he said, "And to...and to appologize. It's not your fault I'm like this. I shouldn't have yelled at you." Foxy didn't speak, his single golden eye staring at him icily. "So uh...how old are you? I'm...I mean I was...eleven."

"I be eleven too," Foxy said, a small smile on his muzzle. Freddy beamed.

"So we're the same age," he said, "pretty cool."

"Yeah," Foxy said, "pretty cool." He stepped aside, motioning to his Cove. "Would he like to come inside?" Freddy laughed and nodded and the two slipped out of sight, completely unaware of the camera pointed at him.

It's kinda short but I've been busy. Oh well. Anyway, here you have it. Hope you enjoyed.