So... Final chapter of the story

We have been on a long journey, aye?

By the way, I always add an ending song to the final chapter of a story

Why?

That's just me

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Chapter 17
Njósnavélin

"Have you read the news?"

"What? You mean about these mysterious buildings that dedicate to cats and kittens?"

"No, not that"

"So, what is it?"

"Do you remember about the missing of the five children?"

"Yeah, five children went missing in a pizzeria without a trace back at 1987. What about it?"

"The murderer had finally been found!"

"Wait, you mean there's a murderer this whole time?"

"I know. Shocking, right?"

"So who's the murderer?"

"Do you remember the victim of the Bite of '87?"

"He was the murderer this whole time!?"

"I know! Shocking, right!?"

"Why took so long to finally found the murderer?"

"People were overlooking the reasons on why the animatronic bit his forehead off"

"You mean the animatronic knew that the man was actually the murderer?"

"It's a big fat yes"

"Who's the animatronic?"

"It's the oldest animatronic, named Foxy the Pirate Fox"

"… Wait… Can… Can you… repeat the name again?"

"Foxy the Pirate Fox"

"…"

"Hey?"

"…"

"You okay?"

"So Foxy is the greatest animatronic ever…"

It was all over the newspapers, the next day. The long unsolved mystery of the missing five children back in 1987 had finally solved.

It was surprising that the mystery had already been solved back in 1987 by an animatronic. But people overlooked it so it took time to finally see the truth. The man in purple that had got his frontal lobe bitten off was the murderer. Who would've thought?

How people had finally solved this problem was a mystery to everyone…

But that news wasn't just the only news. Today, Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria had a grand opening of the Pirate Cove! In other words, the greatest animatronic named Foxy the Pirate Fox will finally back to action.

When Mr. Fazbear read the news that early morning he rushed to the pizzeria, forgetting to wear his underwear. The grand reopening wasn't his plan and certainly the Pirate Cove hadn't been build yet for today's reopening.

Sure enough, when Mr. Fazbear arrived at the pizzeria he was greeted by a seven foot giant white-green clothed man with a certain cat figurine perching on his shoulder. Both of them told him that they had already organized the plan for today.

Not long after than, the pirate fox had emerged from the shadow and stopped in front of the shocked Mr. Fazbear.

"Good ta see ye again, margarine," Foxy said with his usual teasing grin on his face. Mr. Fazbear, of course, scowled at the tease of mispronounced of his name. But he couldn't keep the straight face and broke into a huge smile. The two gave each other a huge embrace.

Jeremy was panicked when he realized that he didn't go to work last night. He was about to rush to the pizzeria but passed out when he slipped on the floor.

Foxy was both excited and nervous about his grand reopening. But mostly he was incredibly excited. He couldn't wait to see the huge smiles on the children's faces. He couldn't wait to hear the cheers coming from the children's mouths. He couldn't wait to see the children themselves.

Everyone then rushed toward their own specific places. RJ and the Baron said their goodbyes and disappeared. Flight and Warrior, despite had nobody left for them since they were dead, also said their farewells to Foxy and the others and disappeared.

Parents and children were waiting in front of the pizzeria. Some of the parents were murmuring to each other as they gazed at the monstrous sign in front of the pizzeria that had a picture of Foxy and stated:

The Greatest Pirate Ever Live Has Finally Returned!

Grand Reopening Of The Pirate Cove Today!

Yarr!

"Mommy, who's that?" a child asked the mother, pointing toward the giant picture of Foxy, a bit curious. The mother had a small smile as her gaze lingered on the pirate fox.

"The greatest person you'll ever meet," she answered, still with the small smile on her face. Unknown to her, few of the parents outside of the pizzeria had the same expression as hers.

Then, the twin doors of the Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria suddenly swung open. Children rushed inside without faltering in their steps. The parents followed their children, falling behind a bit. Few of them had their eyes faded with memories.

"Welcome back!" Freddy and the others cheerfully greeted. The children greeted back, excited.

Everything that day went great. The animatronics were performing, children were laughing and parents were eating pizzas. Gifts were given, pizzas were served and songs were sung.

But the children had their mind kept drifting off. They were curious at the large purple curtains with stars on them. Even some of the parents were curious too.

Only few of the parents had their eyes faded with memories as they gazed at the purple curtains, fully knowing who is behind them.

"All right, children!" Freddy shouted through the crowds, gaining everyone's attention. The crowds silenced down as Freddy cleared his throat. "Now, we have a special guest today who had returned from his sail across the seven seas. He had arrived here yesterday and he is eager to meet you children"

"Who is 'guest' you're talking about?" a little boy asked curiously with wide blue eyes. The animatronics proudly smiled as Old Bonnie decided to answer the question.

"He is an old friend of us," she answered, smiling down at the boy. "He is the best person you'll ever meet," she added, still smiling.

"When can we meet him?" a little girl excitedly asked, eyes lit with curiosity.

"Right now, actually!" Old Chica said as excited as the children.

"Let's go to his home!" Toy Chica added as the children began to stand up. The parents also stood up.

"To the Pirate Cove!" Eddy spoke, leading the way to the Pirate Cove with the children and parents followed close behind him. Some of the children fell behind to hold hands with the animatronics.

"Don't push each others, children! And be save when you get there!" Old Chica stated, holding hands with a boy and a girl on both of her hands.

Eddy was instructing the children to seat on the floor while the parents sat at the chairs. Freddy sat on the floor with two children on his lap. OB and OC were on both side of him, each holding one child. Goldie had a girl on his lap, happily giggling as Goldie tickled her sides at random times.

Now, the Toy animatronics rushed to their spots, very eager to see the great Foxy perform. Eddy was sitting on a chair with a boy on his lap. TC and TB were on both side of him but they didn't have any child in their grasp.

Marionette was sitting with the children on the floor with BB on his lap, randomly giving balloons until he ran out. Mangle decided to hang on the ceiling, gazing down at the purple curtains as they all waited for Foxy to come out. Finally the curtains opened and revealed the pirate fox.

…Nowhere to be found.

Well, his ship was there on the stage, all clean and very good-looking. The only thing or person was missing was Foxy. This caused the children to be confused, even the animatronics were confused. Freddy thought that Foxy wasn't ready to perform, causing him to sadden.

He was proven wrong when they heard a whistling tune, soon followed by some scrapping on the ground.

Foxy suddenly appeared on the deck of his ship, happy whistling as he swept the floor with his broom. His back was facing the crowd and he seemed to be oblivious to the people staring at him as his whistling turned to humming.

Suddenly, he raised his hook into the air as he held the broom like a microphone, singing into it, fully unaware of the audience.

That was until he turned around.

He froze in mid-sing as his golden left eye widened. The children had a hand over their mouth to smother down their giggles while the animatronics smiled. Some of the parents mirrored the animatronics' expression; few of them had tears in their eyes.

In a quick flash he threw away the broom from their sight, causing furniture to fall down and pots and pans clattering. The children giggled again while Foxy cleared his throat.

"Nobody heard anythin' earlia," Foxy muttered not-so-silently, causing the children to giggle. "Especially teh part of me singin'," he added, causing more giggles from the children.

Then, he took a deep breath.

"Ahoy, lads and lassies!" Foxy greeted cheerfully with a big smile on his face, longing to perform in front of the children again. "Me name is Foxy teh Pirate Fox," Foxy introduced himself.

"Hello, Foxy!" the children greeted automatically. Foxy smiled even wider.

"Hmm," Foxy hummed, playfully scratched his chin with his hook as he gazed down at the children. "Ah see som' new faces aroun' 'ere. Either ol' Foxy had gone a wee bit too long…" he said as he walked down the stairs and stood on the edge of his stage. "or ol' Foxy be gettin' too ol' ta rememba," he added, causing the children to giggle again.

Suddenly, a boy raised a small hand, gaining Foxy's attention.

"Aye, lad, ye go' a question ta ask abou' ol' Foxy?"

"Are you really a fox?" the boy asked curiously. Foxy had quirked an eyebrow at the question.

"Hmm," Foxy hummed tapping his lips with his finger as his tail swishing behind him. "Tough question thar' lad," he said as the children hid their smile behind their hand except for the said boy. "Ol' Foxy teh Pirate Fox really thought he be a kitten"

And then the children laughed while the animatronics smiled even wider. Foxy couldn't help it but cracked a smile.

Foxy hadn't been performing since 1987 so he was kind of rusty – a bit on the inside too, actually – but his charms still worked even through the years. Even before he started his show, the children already laughed.

Then, he started his show. He stepped off from the stage, very mindful of the children. All through the show, everyone sat there listening to Foxy's tales of his pirate adventure across the seven seas as he walked around. His hand and hook flew around as he narrated the story.

Sometimes he would point out to random kid to add a bit more excitement in his story. Sometimes he would perform with Freddy and the others on his stage to add his story more realistic.

Children or anyone who listened to his story would lose in their own imagination of wonderland as Foxy narrated. The further he narrated his story, the more the children grew fond of him. When he finished his story the children cheered and applause before they scattered.

Foxy smiled widely as the children ran around, laughing. He missed those cheerful sounds they made. He hadn't that sound since 1987.

(A/N: Play the song Untitled #4 by Sigur Rós starting from here)

"Uncle Foxy, look!" a small girl came to him, holding out a paper. Inwardly, Foxy laughed. No matter how many times he told the kids – and some of his friends – to call him just 'Foxy' or 'Captain Foxy', they just called him something else.

Something that is much more meaningful than 'Captain Foxy'.

"Wha' be it, lass?" Foxy squatted down and looked at the paper she held out. It was a drawing of him along with the little girl. It was drawn in crayons, but it wasn't that bad. If Foxy has tear ducts he would've crying right about now. He hadn't has this kind of things since 1987.

"Do you like it?" the girl asked excitedly while bouncing on her heels as she gazed at Foxy, waiting for an answer. The pirate fox stayed quiet for a moment before he widely beamed at her.

"Ol' Foxy love it, lass!" he answered, earning a huge toothy smile from the little girl. Without hesitation, she threw her arms around his neck and gave him a tight warm hug.

Foxy was frozen in his spot. He hadn't has any hugs from the children since 1987. Now, since this little girl was hugging him, he terribly missed the feeling of the embrace, even though he can't feel it physically. Slowly, he put his arms around her, mindful of his hook, and hugged her back.

He wished he could cry right now, doesn't matter if everyone saw.

Very reluctantly, Foxy pulled away from the embrace and looked at the little girl's brown eyes. Her eyes and hair color looked familiar somehow. Even her facial features looked incredibly familiar too.

"Lass," he spoke softly to the little girl. "Why don' ye and yer folks hav' som' of the pizzas. A little bird told 'ol Foxy tha' teh pizzas be great," he said. The little girl suddenly giggled.

"She's not a little bird," she said while still giggling, knowing who she and Foxy meant. "She's a giant chicken," the corners of Foxy's lips were twitching to suppress his mirth. Alas, Foxy couldn't help but chuckled as the little girl laughed.

"Alrigh' thar, lass. Ye go on, now. Ol' Foxy keeps this, savvy?" Foxy said, holding up the drawing. The little girl nodded before she took off to her parents. Foxy put the paper on the stage before he straightened back up and looked around.

Suddenly, five children approached him, gaining Foxy's attention. Three of the children were boys while the remaining were girls. All of them had a huge smile on their faces. Knowing that they were approaching him, Foxy dropped down to one knee to be level with the children.

Out of a sudden, the five children rushed and hugged him all at once. Foxy was surprised at their sudden action but he didn't hesitate to hug them back.

"How me mates doin'?" Foxy softly asked the five children, still hugging them all in his embrace. They increased their hold on Foxy before they answered his question.

"We're better than ever, Uncle Foxy," they answered in unison, voices muffled by Foxy's crimson fur. They finally released Foxy from their embrace. All of the children had tears streaming down their faces.

"Why ye crying, mateys?" Foxy asked, concerned at their tears. The children just shook their head as the smiles on their faces widened.

"We're just very happy, Uncle Foxy," they said all together. Foxy smiled in relief, knowing that the children were all okay after all. He patted each and every one of the children on the head, causing them to giggle. Then, they looked at Foxy straight into the eyes before they spoke in unison. "Thank you, Uncle Foxy"

"Hey, Foxy," Foxy heard a voice coming from behind him. Sure enough his friends, the Old and Toy animatronics, were approaching him. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, ol' Foxy here just-" Foxy cut himself off when he turned around to face the five children. They were already gone. He stayed quiet for a long time, staring at the empty space before him where the five children once stood.

Foxy suddenly smiled in understanding.

"Ol Foxy here just resting," Foxy said instead as he began to stand up.

"So," Freddy started with a smile on his face. "How's your first day on your reopening?" he asked as the others waiting for the answer. Foxy smiled even wider before he answered.

"Brough' back ol' memories. An' it's great to be back on teh job," Foxy concluded. The others widely beamed at him.

"You know, Foxy," OC shyly started as she stepped forward. Foxy tilted his head a bit in confusion as OC avoided his gaze. "Your influence greatly affects us, including me. So…" she trailed off felt a bit embarrassed, fidgeting. Suddenly, she snapped her head up and looked at Foxy with wide eyes. "Can I call you 'Papa Foxy'!?"

Foxy tensed up in shock and speechless. OC was blushing furiously at her suggestion. OB suddenly came up to her side, also blushing.

"And can I call you that too? I've been meaning to call you 'Papa Foxy'!" OB asked, holding her fists close to her chest, eager for the answer, also blushing.

Suddenly, the Toy animatronic girls jumped in for the opportunity.

"Can we call you 'Uncle Foxy' then!?" TC, TB and Mangle asked in unison, causing Foxy to stare in shock.

"I guess I have to call you 'Brother Foxy' or something," Freddy said, scratching his head as Goldie nodded in agreement.

"And we have to call you 'Uncle Foxy' too," Eddy stated, mirroring Freddy's movement as Marionette nodded in agreement.

BB on the other hand just giggled. He already called Foxy, 'Grandpa Foxy'. So he guessed Foxy wouldn't mind the other names.

All of the girls were grouping around Foxy, staring at him with huge pleading kitten eyes as they hoped that he will agree.

Some of the parents – the ones that were eavesdropping the whole time – were quite surprised at the suggested name the animatronics will call the pirate fox. They didn't know that Foxy had huge effects on them that they wanted to call him more than just 'Foxy' or 'Captain Foxy'. Few of them were smiling secretly as they ate the pizzas.

Foxy was quiet for a long time, lost in thought. The girls' hope began to fade, thinking that Foxy wasn't agreed to the ideas. Suddenly, he showed everyone his Foxy smile.

"Ah woul' be happy if ya call ol' Foxy tha'," he stated proudly. The girls squealed and simultaneously jumped on him to hug him. The pirate fox stumbled at the new weights. "OI! Be gentle with ol' Foxy, lassies! He's too old fer this kin' o' stuff!" he said as he raised his hook high into the air to avoid injuries on anyone.

Everyone laughed as the girls released him. Foxy had a huge smile on his face.

"So, Papa Foxy," the name doesn't really roll with the tongue. But it will be very soon. "Do you want to join us with the pizzas?" OC suggested with a big smile on her face. Foxy chuckled but sadly shook his head.

"Nay, lass," he answered. He earned sad groans and pouts from the girls, causing him to chuckle again. "Ol' Foxy here is tired from me performance an' actions earlier. Ah need a small rest," Foxy stated.

Everyone sighed sadly but suddenly, Freddy began to laugh.

"You're getting old, Brother Foxy," he commented, causing everyone to laugh, including Foxy. The pirate fox then placed his hand on his back and pretended to pop it.

"Oh, me back. Ol' Foxy forgo' ta bring his cane," Foxy said, grimacing. The others laughed even harder as Foxy sat down on the edge of his stage. "Ah will join ye lots lata'. Go on wihou' ol Foxy," he waved his hook.

"And I'll escort you there later, Papa Foxy!" Toy Bonnie teased, earning her a smile from Foxy. As they all went back to their spots Foxy slumped on his stage and sighed tiredly.

Freddy wasn't kidding, though. He felt like he was getting old.

Physically, he was incredibly strong and no one could deny that. But mentally, Foxy began to slow down. He was getting tired much faster than before. That was probably because he had not been moving from a single spot for like… years. He hadn't been moving 1987.

…Or probably because he was getting old.

He was hunching over with his elbows at his knees. His eyes were closed and his breaths were normal. Suddenly something was tugging on one of his ears. He didn't mind and kept his eyes closed. He heard a giggle, signaling him that it was a girl who was tugging his ear. The giggling was deeper but Foxy could tell the person was a girl.

She tugged again, making his head tilted to one side. She giggled again, and tugged his ear once more. Foxy decided to surprise her, so his head shot up and turned toward the girl.

"Lass!" he exclaimed with a smile.

He suddenly froze in his spot as his eyes widened in surprise at the person he saw. It wasn't a girl.

…It was a woman.

…A middle-aged woman to be more precise. She had a small smile on her wrinkled face. She sat on the stage beside Foxy as she gazed at him with her brown eyes. Her brown hair was tied in a bun. Foxy was staring at her, noting her brown hair and brown eyes. Then, his eyes trailed to the back of her left hand. There was a small scar there, and there was another one on her upper arm.

Something… Something clicked in his mind and gears.

"Mary?" Foxy whispered very softly, disbelief in his tone. "Is tha' ye, me lass?" he lifted his gloved hand placed it on her wrinkled cheek. The woman, Mary, had actual tears running down her face. Very slowly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face on his shoulder, sobbing into it.

"Yes, it's me, Foxy," she answered back, sobbing as her tears kept spilling. On instinct, Foxy's arms were wrapped around her in comfort. Mary increased her embrace on Foxy, as she squeezed her eyes shut tight. Foxy gently ran his hand to her now gray-mixed hair.

"Ye've came back, me lass," Foxy whispered nuzzling into her hair. Mary shook her head, still buried into his shoulder that was soaked by her tears.

"No," she whispered back. Mary leaned back away from the hug a bit, just enough to gaze into his golden eyes. "You came back," she said with a smile. Foxy only stared at her before he softly smiled at his old matey (no pun intended).

Suddenly, Foxy heard someone sat down on the other side of him. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man, roughly the same age with Mary. He too had a small smile on his face as he gazed at Foxy.

"Still finding the item you were looking when you went through the cave?" the man asked with a rough voice but had a smile on his face. His smile was widened when it struck Foxy who this man was.

"Brian?" Foxy whispered with disbelief. The man smiled even wider and wrapped his arms around the pirate fox and squeezed. Tears shamelessly spilled from his eyes.

"It's great to have you back, Foxy," Brian sobbed into his shoulder as he and Mary embraced the baffled pirate fox tighter.

He couldn't believe it. Two of the children during the time before 1987 were here, all grown up and matured. Slowly, Foxy wrapped his arms on the two adults and hugged them back fiercely as they did the same.

Foxy was very happy, incredibly happy. Nothing could describe how happy he was.

"Mommy? Daddy?" Foxy heard a voice and he looked up to the speaker. His eyebrows rose in surprise.

It was the same girl earlier.

"Why are you two hugging Uncle Foxy?" the little girl asked curiously as her familiar brown glittered. The two married couple sighed but with a same smile on their faces.

"Just having a tearful reunion," Mary answered her daughter.

"Come and give Uncle Foxy here a big warm hug," the father said invitingly. Their daughter beamed and immediately rushed onto Foxy's lap and embraced him. The pirate fox didn't wait a second to embrace them back.

"Can we tag along?"

The four heard a new voice, causing them to look up. Mary and Brian smiled while their daughter tilted her head in curious manner.

Foxy on the other hand was shocked beyond words.

There sitting on the floor in front of Foxy wasn't just a person, but a handful of the parents. They sat on the floor just like the kids earlier and they had a smile on their faces. The parents who sat on the floor didn't care if they gained the attention from everyone.

As he looked at each one of them, his memories returned with vengeance.

These parents… These old married parents… they were once the children who sat in front of the Pirate Cove, anticipating for Foxy to come out and performed. These parents were the children back before 1987.

They had returned, at the same time Foxy returned.

Their smiles widened as Foxy's jaw dropped.

Without a word, the parents stood up from the floor and approached Foxy. Without hesitation, they all wrapped their arms around him, with the little girl giggled on Foxy's lap. Foxy, without even thinking since he was still in the state of shock, hugged them all as he could.

Just how many times Foxy wished he could cry?

Slowly, as Foxy got over his state of shock, a smile took over his face.

Hope had never been lost on Foxy, this whole time.

Foxy had still been loved this whole time…

Foxy had now returned, and mended the childhood's heart inside the parents.

Foxy the Pirate Fox had finally returned.

I would like to say thank you to everyone who reviewed this story, who favorite this story, and to who had made it till the end with me.

I thank you all again and greatly appreciate it.

This is the end of this particular story.

Will I write another FNAF fanfiction?

Maybe

Because of school... yeah

Again for another time, I am going to say thank you for staying with me until this far.

Till next time, we meet.

I salute,

Albino Stingray