Chapter 5: A seat will be had, right over there.

Mr. Stewart stepped out, for his non-german eyes can not handle it. Only I, Adolf Hitler,
can read this. Now.. Ahem.. Our story resumes with our hero, little Emily embarking on her journy to love. As they enter... ... ... Vat is this?! I checked to see how long this was going to be and zis digusiting! It's.. horrible! I BET THE JEWS WROTE THIS! -Shouting in German- Great, who is going to read this now?! Oh! Sonic! You're here for the reading! Heh Heh! That's right! Sonic's the name, goin' fast is my game! Alright.. Let me get a good look at what we have... Whoa-ho-whoa!
I don't get paid enough to read this stuff! Sorry guys, but I gotta go! Fine then! I, Naruto Uzimaki...
..Will read...This.. This is disgusting! You actually have a kid wanting to have sex with a robot fox?!
You make me sick! I'm out, believe it! Tch.. What a wimp.. This is a job for an Uchiha and the Sharingan! Alright.. Our story resumes with our hero, little Emily. Embarking on her journy to love.
As they enter the buildng Emily's dad is greeted by a man with a baseball cap on. "Billy! Long time no see! And is this Marry? I haven't seen you since you were 5 years old! How's it goin'?" Emily looks at the man. "I need something. Something highly advanced in robotic technology. My dad will pay for it."
"Ah, so what is it?" Her father, with a low tone speaks and says: "You need to talk in private.. It's very personal.. I will wait here." "Uh huh.. Alright." Emily speeks up. "We need to do this as soon as possible.
If not, right now." "Alright, little lady. Right this way." He leads her into his office, and closes the door.
"This office is sound proof. So go and speak your mind." "How good are you at nerve technology for robots,
the B29 Willcheker models?" "Hah, why that's child's play to me! Why, do you want a robot to hold hands with?" Emily looks him dead in the eye. "No. I want to have sex with him. But I want to make him feel good as well." The man just stares at her, mouth open. "I need a fox penis shaped dildo with advanced nerve skin that can connect to a B29 Willcheker computer chip." The man looks like he just saw a ghost taking a shit in in a Church confessional. "I... don't think I should make that... Look, you're too young to-" "I'M NOT TOO YOUNG, DON'T GIVE ME THAT FUCKING SHIT! MAKE ME A FUCKING DICK SO I CAN STRAP IT ONTO MY FUTURE HUSBAND AND FUCK HIS CIRCUITS OUT!" "Jesus Christ, Marry! What happened in the past 5 years?!" "I realized what I am." "..A-and what are you?" "I.. Am a girl who loves foxes, robots, and pirates.
Especially when they are all combined. Now make this for me in the next 12 hours. I need this as a a suprise for my lover." "Wait..Pirate, Robot, and a fox? Ohh no... The only model of B29 Willcheker that fits that description is Foxy the Pirate Fox.." Emily looks at him in slight worry. "How do you know that?!" "I built him!
I built all of them! Including the newer ones!" "WHAT?! YOU'RE HIS DAD?!" "YES! AND YOU'RE WANTING TO HAVE SEX WITH HIM! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!" "I RAN AWAY FROM HOME AND WENT TO THE FAZBEAR PLACE AND MET HIM! He's a charming guy.. even if he is a drunk, crazy psudo Pirate. But I love him, and he can plunder me any day!" "Kid.. What the fuck. What the fuck, kid? Kid, seriously, what the fuck?"
"Just do it! Holy shit just fucking make a dick for him to I can fuck him and marry him!" "Why though?!" "Do it! I want to feel like I'm being loved! By a robot pirate fox! My dad will pay you!" "No!" "Yes!" "No!" "Yes!" "No!" "I swear to God I'm 2 seconds away from saying you touched my pussy and having my dad beat your ass!" "FINE!
YOU LITTLE SHIT! I'LL MAKE YOUR FUCKING DICK!" "Thank you! Jeez!" The man pulls out a sheet of paper, and grabs a pencil. "Alright, now, how big do you want it?" "Hmm.. Kind of thick. But nothing that will hurt me...badly."
"Alright, do you want it cut or uncut?" "Um.. What?" "Oh, right, you're only 10. Um, cut means that the penis have some skin surgically removed to prevent disease, it looks a little bit nicer than uncut. Uncut means just that, uncut." "What...
Wait, what? They cut the skin off?! What?!" "Alright, I'll get you an image. It's nothing bloody.." He opens his thick labtop, and opens up Internet Venture, and pulls up a compairison image and shows it to her. "Ohh.. I see now! Um.. what do foxes typically have?" "They don't have these, they have.." He pulls up an image of a Fox's penis. "Oh! So that's what they have! I want one in that shape!" "Including the shpere like thing on the bottom?" "Yes." "Do you want it to ejaculate?"
"Yes. And make it to where he can feel really good after that, too." "Alllright... Oh, that ball part is called the "knot" and you will have to take that in you if you want him to ejaculate. It won't be easy for you." "I don't care. I'll take the knot."
"How long do you want it?" "As long as he wants it." "That's... not going to be good for you, that could kill you. As I imagine he'd want a 12 incher. So I'll just make him 6 inches for you." "Alright..." "Now, do you want it pink like a human penis, or normal color for foxes?" "Normal color." "Jeez, you must be a furry." "I'm a what?" "Nothing.. Do you want veiny or not?"
"Hmm.. no." "Alrighty.. Do you want it to vibrate?" "Will that make it feel better?" "Yes, well, depends on the person."
"Then yes. Make it vibrate." "Okay.. I'll get right to work on it. It should be ready in around 4 hours." "Good. Also, you're going to make nerve endings in the dildo so he can feel it, right?" "Yes, I am." "Thank you, mr robot man." She gets up, and walks out of the office. Back to her father.. "It's being made now." "...I guess we can go home now?" "No, now we need to go to a costume store. I need a certain outfit." "Oh no.. Alright..." Soon, the two are going deeper into town, Emily begins looking for a clothing store, a costume shop to be specific. After about 40 minutes of searching the city like area, Emily spots something. A cosplay and Costume store known as Costume&Cosplay Extravaganza! "Dad! There!" He pulls the parking lot without saying a word. "Take my card, it have 12,000 dollars on it. Go wild." "Wow! Thanks daddy!" She takes it, and gets out of the car, running into the store. "Now.. kid section..Ah! Here we go!" She looks for the perfect priate costume, and finally, after 30 minutes of searching, she finds one. "Perfect.. he'll love this!" A white blouse with a black, gold trimmed, pirate themed overcoat, accompanied by black sknny pants. Brown, leather belts are wrapped around the waist, black boots are also included.
A pirate hat, 2 eyepatches, and a pair of plastic flintlock pistols are in the holsters of the belts. She takes the outfit and brings it to the register, who is manned by a woman who is heavily tattooed, with a mohawk. "Hey kid, you buyin'?" Emily puts the outfit on the purchasing table, and is shortly scanned by the woman after. "That'll be 50 dollars, kid." Emily scans swipes the card through the card swiper, and the transaction is comepleted. "Thanks for shoppin' kid." She takes the costume back to the firebird, and gets in.
"I'm ready to go home now, dad." Not saying a word, he turns the car on, pulls out of the lot, and sets a course back to the Manson house.
Hour, after hour, after hour, Emily waits anxiously for the time to come for her date. Her father enters her room. "Emily, I thought we should go there early. I want to see who you're dating and what this...Robot..Pirate..Fox is.." "Fine. We should pick up the item I need along the way."
Emily turns off all the electronics in her room, grabs the guitar, and heads for the firebird. As they get in, her father sighs. Head down the road,
Emily's father breaks the awkward silence. "Marry, what happened to you? You used to be submissive to everyone." "When I went to the place where we're goin', I saw things. Things that a little girl should not see. You will not believe the things that I discovered. A robot fox who is a drunken fake pirate who has delusions, who I'm going to date, by the way, a robot bear who was more of a father than you ever were to me, a blue robot bunny who calls himself "The Blue Murder" who treats everyone like they're beneath him, a robot chicken with a motuh inside of her mouth who is an astonishing pizza cook, a dismantled snake like robot thing that works outside the Pizzaria to earn money, and a purple robot bunny who doesn't have a face.
And they all, treated me like I was one of them. Not like a robot, but as a family member. Something that our family never did, besides mother."
"Wow.. I'm so sorry that our family has been so mean to you. We're worse than those misfits you were just talking about." "DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING INSULT THEM LIKE THAT!" Her father, stunned yet again, doesn't respond. They pull into the small parking lot the robotics industry.
The man, already outside, hands them a box. The man looks at Emily. "It has everything you asked for. And I finished it 3 hours ago. A new record.
And don't worry, this one's free. Say hello to Foxy for me. Oh, and be careful when you do your thing, I'd imagine that he's brittle. We don't want him falling apart while you're on top." "Thank you, uhm.. what is your name?" "My name is Ken. Ken Konami." "Konami?" "Yeah, like the video game company.
Although I have no affilation with them." "Huh. Well, then. Thank you, Ken. I'll be seeing you...if I need another "part" ." " "Uh huh.. Alright, see you." He does a fast walk into the building. "Now, to the Fazbear place. It's on MapleBarry street. He pulls out, and heads to the bazbear place. Upon entering the building, the dad looks at his surroundings. "W-Where's the um...Robot Pirate Fox? And the uh...Bunny without a face. "Right here, lad..." "AHH! Oh.. you're uhm.. Foxy, right?" "Aye, that I am. You must be the little lass' father. The one who abuses her, and calls her horrible names." "N-no! Please..!"
He starts backing up, fearful of the Pirate's hook being waved in his face in slashing motions. "Aye, you've been doing that to her for her whole life. Now, let's see how you like it. Insults leave scars inside, I think I'll do the same to ye." "NO PLEASE NO!" Emily steps in front of Foxy. "Foxy, stop. He's in the middle of being forgiven." "Are ye sure, lass?" "Yes, love. I'm sure." "I be not your love yet." "Please don't do this to me! I need you!" "Listen lass, I only asked you on a date because of how horrible you were feeling, but you seem different now. You seem cold. It really shivers me timbers." "I'm not cold, I'm just tired of being pushed around." "Lass.. I don't want to tell you this.. but I have reconsidered the date, I'm sorry, but I can't date ye. You're too young, too pure, and too nice to be seen with a pirate like me." Emily's eyes start welling up with tears. "But...But.. I.. I just wanted..." She bursts out crying, and runs out of the Pizzaria.
"MARRY WAIT! DON'T RUN OFF!" Her father says as he sprints after her. "That be a strange bunch of folks..." As Emily's father rushes after her, he can't catch up to her, let alone find her. His eyes, usually masculine and hardened, being watery just as much as his daughter's. It's up to him to find his daughter in the big, horrible city...