A/N: Nothing too much to say here. All I really can say is dickpussy…yeah…that's the level my comedy is at right now.

No winners this chapter, at least, none who had the right idea to progress the story the right way. No offense. But most of the reviews were people screaming "FUCK YES! FOXY'S ALIVE!", so there isn't much for me to work with this time.

Oh yeah, by the way, a human actually destroyed Foxy. He was just a really strong guy with some sledgehammers and axes. It's not terribly hard to destroy any metal with the right leverage.

Who was it?

I don't actually know yet.

Animatronic speak

Mike's thoughts

Everyone somewhat expected Mike to begin questioning and probing Foxy about everything she knew since she was off. From what she felt, to what she remembered.

But, everybody seemingly forgot the fact Mike hadn't slept in a whole week. So when Mike collapsed onto the table in front of him, dropping Foxy's head in the process and it rolling away off the table, everyone was surprised and worried.

"Mike? Are you all right?" Freddy said, attempting to stir his friend awake. Stopping once Mike's relieved snoring met his ears.

Still on the floor, Foxy huffed in irritation. "I just realized I be a disembodied head and no one has picked me up yet." She said, glaring softly at the animatronics bunny that picked her up. Rolling the head over so she was facing right side up.

Bonnie smiled happily. "It's all right Freddy. He's just exhausted and relieved." He said, watching the man with a smile still playing at his features.

"Why's he exhausted Bonnie?" Foxy said, her eye patch raising in confusion. The last thing she remembered was being in pirate cove and recovering from her fairly serious servo malfunction.

"We'll let him explain once he wakes up. But for now let's just put you back together." Freddy said, clearing off the table to sit Foxy's body back up straight. Taking the head from Bonnie, Freddy attempted to clasp Foxy's head back onto her body, looking questioningly at her neck where there were no longer any clasps.

"Put me back together?" Foxy said, confused and slightly worried. No one took her apart when they repaired her servos, come to think of it. She didn't remember much at all after her servos locked up and she was switched off for repairs. Did someone forget to switch her back on?

"Like I said, we'll let Mike explain. He deserves to hear it. Where are those damn clasps?" Freddy said, placing her head down and scanning around the work area. Everybody except Daryl and T. Foxy clearing out.

"Why's me body look…beaten up? Someone start explaining." Foxy said, no longer content with everybody dodging her questions.

"Just wait until tomorrow Foxy. I found her clasps." Daryl said, handing a few metallic scraps and handing them to Freddy. Not content himself with leaving before Foxy was actually capable of moving on her own.

"Uh oh." Freddy said, eyeing the pieces of metal, noticing how there were more pieces than normal.

"What 'uh oh' Freddy?" Bonnie said, not liking his tone at all.

"Looks like her clasps are broke…sorry Foxy. Looks like you won't be put together until Daryl orders some replacements." Freddy answered him, showing the broken clasps and throwing them in the garbage bin nearby. The metal pinging off of other metal that had been thrown away.

"On it." Daryl said, walking out. The noise of someone speaking on a phone being heard a bit later.

T. Foxy timidly coughed to get everyone's attention. "Can't she take mine?" She said, already beginning to undo the clasp on her neck, a hand from Bonnie stopping her.

"That sweet sis. But we all have custom parts. Even me male suit has different parts than me." Foxy said, rolling her disembodied head over to the other end of the table, and then off because she didn't know how to stop.

"B-But, didn't you tell me once that we were the same model? Wouldn't those work?" T. Foxy said, hurriedly catching her sister's head and bringing it closer to hers.

"For parts yeah. But the clasps are a different matter sis." Foxy said, softening her voice slightly when she saw how sad her sibling's eyes were.

"Oh…" She said, her head hanging sadly.

"Aww, come here sissy." Foxy said, not surprised when he sister brought their lips together for a tender kiss.

The somewhat familiar sight to Freddy and Bonnie didn't jar them all that much. But when Bonnie suddenly started giggling, Freddy was curious.

"What's so funny?" Freddy said, glaring at Bonnie lightly.

"Mike's gonna be so pissed when he finds out he missed this." Bonnie said between his fits of giggling.

Freddy stared incredulously at Bonnie for a moment. Before slowly snickering at the joke, eventually joining Bonnie in full out laughter. To hell with it, everyone in this building was a filthy pervert, he might as well join them.

"Bring me the booty…" Mike slurred in his sleep. The sleep talk only making Bonnie and Freddy laugh harder.

But unbeknownst to all of them, Jeremy had two tissues up his nose with a stupid perverted grin on his face. His tablet noting in the top right that it was recording.

Jeremy didn't plan on showing this to Mike either.

The Next Night

"I was…destroyed? I guess that be why me body is a little beaten up." Foxy said, looking down sadly at the table her head was resting on.

"Yeah, it was…but you're all better now. I made, I mean, we made sure you were fixed." Mike said, motioning toward everyone that was sitting at the table. Smiling softly, his face still showing the exhaustion and bags under his eyes.

"Mikey…I'm so sorry for puttin' ye through that. If I was awake then he'd have been a dead man." Foxy said, rolling off of the table into Mike's lap, trying to comfort him the best way she knew how. Well, at least without having access to her body.

"That wasn't you fault. Don't ever think that was your fault. I should have known you would have been fine once we fixed your head. I've taken Bonnie's head off so many times and stuck him in a drawer or a cabinet one of us should have really known." Mike said, holding her head close and trying to forget about the awful experience, after all, he had a surprise for everybody.

"Hey Foxy, remember how I said I got you a surprise?" Mike said, pulling Foxy away so that she could actually look at him.

Her eyes lit up with childlike joy and her eye patch flopped up and down repeatedly. "Oh boy! What is it? What is it? What is it?" She said, hopping up and down in his hands, in a way that made Mike almost drop her out of laughter.

"The other day, you were supposed to perform. That was my surprise and then I was late and all this bullshit happened. But hey, once you get fixed up then it won't be long until you perform again." He said, smiling at the shocked stupid expression on her face.

"Are ye serious Mikey…" She said, unable to keep her surprise form showing.

Mike shook his head in confirmation. The animatronics behind him shaking their heads as well. Mike had told them all when they thought she was dead.

"WOO! It's time for a sea shakin' adventure mateys with Foxy and 'er crew! The dreaded fangs!" Foxy rambled on, losing herself in the memories of past performances. Rolling around on the table and spewing prerecorded messages and voice clips that she hadn't said in ages.

Mike was right when he said they would all look back on this and laugh. Just, he didn't know that they would be laughing at Foxy trying to keep everyone's spirits up herself by looking as idiotic as possible while she was a head. Just a bit ago she had made Mike throw her in the air vents to crawl, I mean, roll around them spewing pirate catchphrases that made Mike cringe and smile at the same time.

"But there's a little bad news with that. You can't actually interact with the audience." Foxy had looked slightly down for a moment before perking back up again.

She didn't care if she couldn't hug the children,

She just wanted to entertain them.

A Few Days Later

"Heads up Mike." Daryl said, before he left for home at the end of his shift. Tossing a little baggy at Mike that contained the clasps he had ordered a few days ago.

Mike stared at the baggy silently for a minute, before giving his boss an emotional hug. Silently thanking him. Daryl found the situation fairly awkward.

Awkwardly patting Mike on the back, he pushed him away. "You're welcome Mike. If I'm gonna have another performer I need to have it in shape." He said, avoiding Mike's thankful gaze for a moment.

"Thank you Daryl for giving me the time I needed to save her." Mike said, wiping his eyes for a moment.

Daryl sighed and scratched the back of his head. "It's my job to order parts if they're broken and we need replacements. Don't worry about it. I…I only gave you that time because you actually…loved Foxy. I didn't think she could be repaired."

"Shows how much you know." Just like that, Mike was back to dicking with his boss again.

"Wow. Fuck you."

After Daryl left it didn't take long for Mike to put Foxy's head back on her body. Within the hour Foxy was up and walking again.

"Ahh…I never want to be a head again. Mikey? What's wrong-" Foxy began, worried at the sight of Mike crying. Simply hugging him back when he grabbed onto her and silently cried. Trying to calm down the emotionally damaged man.

"I thought I lost you…" Was all he said, simply pushing his face farther into her warm fur.

"Ohh…Mikey. I be fine now, ye ain't got to worry about somethin' like that again." Despite her assurance Mike still seemingly cried into her. Out of options Foxy began humming one of her songs to Mike while she rubbed the back of his head soothingly.

She couldn't sing the actual lyrics because it was about destroying your enemies with Pizza. She didn't want to remind Mike about any kind of destruction. The word itself would probably set him off.

After a while of this Mike seemingly calmed down, content with simply basking in the warmth she provided. Her soothing voice making him drowsy. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep to her modified lullaby.

"Ye be a baby in a man's body Mikey. Ye care so much about this old sea lass." Foxy mumbled to herself. Simply enjoying the soft side Mike rarely showed. In his sleep he would constantly lean into her touch while she rubbed his head.

"At this point, I don't know what I'd do without ye either." Foxy said to herself. A thought popped into her head that disturbed her, something she had never really thought of before. Why was she thinking about it now? The more she thought about it, the more she agreed that it was simply Mike that brought the out of the box thinking.

She wondered if she could have kids of her own.

Later

"Look at those two. Catching up on lost time aren't they?" Freddy said, pointing to the backstage with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, they are aren't they? Oh my god they aren't-" Bonnie said, his smile dropping his face before Freddy interrupted him with a laugh.

"No my boy, he's just being close to her. She's singing him a little lullaby, it's adorable. Go ask Jeremy if he got this on camera." Freddy said.

Later

T. Foxy was happy to let Mike and Foxy reunite after being apart for a while. But she was greedy, she missed her sister immensely. She never actually told Foxy, but without her being around she was a stuttering mess. So with a soft knock she got Foxy's attention. Not loud enough to stir Mike.

"Howdy sis." Foxy said in a quiet whisper, rubbing Mike's head off handedly.

"Hi…I, uh, was…really worried about you." T. Foxy wasn't very sure of how to show how badly she missed her sister.

Foxy casually shrugged the worry away with her hand. "Don't worry about that. Mikey here made sure I would be fine. He's be a man of his word."

"I know. He's a really great guy. If it wasn't for him you'd be gone now. I…don't know what I'd do…if I lost you..." T. Foxy said, sniffling as quietly and discreetly as she could.

Foxy noticed and was upset. "Ye would be fine sis. Ye don't need this old sea lass to tell ye what to do."

T. Foxy sniffled more obvious now, she wasn't all that good at hiding her emotions. "Y-You don't understand…sis…I couldn't go on…without…you…" She said, on the verge of crying.

"C'mere." Foxy said, holding her sister with one hand and stroking Mike's head with the other. "Ye don't need me. Ye got the lad Jeremy to help you. Ye got the lad Jeremy to beat on. Ye got the lad Jeremy to cry on. Ye got 'im fer just about anything ye could need me for."

T. Foxy seemingly gained a little more control over herself. "You're right, he is pretty good at loving me. But he isn't family, it's different and you know that."

Foxy sighed and calmed her sister down the one way she knew how.

But the two of them had been louder than they thought. Mike had awoken to the sight of the two of them fighting a tongue war. Something that made him at full mast in an instant.

Lol, an on purpose pirate pun.

Go away for a bit. I need to alooone for this.

But while Mike is busy bothering me, Foxy and T. Foxy noticed how Mike was staring at them, his tongue hanging out at the sight.

"Punch him in the dick?"

"Punch him in the dick."

Mike's squeal of pain brought a smile to the two foxes' face.

Later

"Let me go! I'ma kill that son of a bitch!" Mike said, squirming heavily in the grip of Bonnie and Freddy when Daryl told them the police had caught the guy who burglarized the place and destroyed Foxy.

"Mike my boy, you can't do that and you know it. We all want to but we can't." Freddy said, for once struggling with holding a human down, even with the help of Bonnie.

Then again, they weren't trying to kill him either…

"Yeah Mike, we'd go and help-FUCK!" Bonnie began, being cut off by Mike's elbow catching him in the eye. Busting it and leaving glass shards in his arm.

Daryl socked him in the stomach to calm him down. As well as for shits and giggles. "Don't go breaking my shit Schmidt. He's going to prison and you'll have to be content with that." The glare Mike sent Daryl could barely be described through words. It was as if Mike considered Daryl even worse than who broke in for a moment, before stopping his struggling and allowing Bonnie and Freddy to let go of him.

"I bet that dirt bag Harold had something to do with it." Mike said, crossing his arms and staring darkly at the floor. Willing it to burst into flames.

"There's no proof of that. It seems he was just trying to find the register and wandered into Foxy's cove. It's not easy to pin hiring a hit man on a man with half a brain." Daryl said.

"You wouldn't say that if you saw how a day before Foxy was attacked he was giving her this awful look. After that I saw him across the street like he was observing the place." Mike said, raising his head to stare his boss in the eye. Painfully realizing that there was fucking glass in his arm.

"If that's actually true Schmidt, then the police will find out about it. The most we can do is wait for the security camera's footage to convict the dude. Just like the guy back in eighty seven." Daryl said, unknowingly bringing back dark memories to the animatronics. But catching their angry glares.

"What's wrong with you two? What'd I do?" Daryl asked, confused as to why he was getting such angry glares.

"You never caught the actual guy." Mike clarified, finishing pulling out the last of Bonnie's eye out of his arm.

"What? Of course I did. The camera footage was, what, modified?"

"Yeah actually. It was. Why do you think Freddy tried to cause another bite when he showed up to work?" Bonnie clarified, creeping out Daryl with a missing eye. But the led in the back keeping his hollow head lit slightly.

Daryl was shocked. "You mean…he's still out there? Why didn't you tell me!"

"Because Freddy was having a mental fucking breakdown! You think we've always been buddy buddy like this?" Bonnie said, crossing his arms and staring a hole in Daryl's head. To this day, it is the only thing Bonnie despised the man for.

"I-I'm terribly sorry. I thought…" Daryl wasn't sure how to react to that news. Who knows how much mental suffering Freddy had put himself through. At least a decade.

"It's fine. He's gone now…" Mike didn't notice what he had said until he said it. Slowly drifting his eyes up to meet Daryl's wide ones. Bonnie and Freddy shockingly staring at Mike.

"What?" Daryl said, unwilling to believe what he had just heard.

Mike kept his mouth shut for a moment. But decided he had already let the cat out of the bag. "All right fine, they told me how much of a monster he was. I got my uncle to bring this dude here. They killed him, I sat and watched as an old man begged for his life before Freddy caved his skull in."

Daryl's mouth hung open for a moment before he pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Why didn't any of you tell me this? The day shift is used to cleaning up that kind of crap! Next time tell me before using the animatronics to commit murder."

"Well it was either bring him here or die. Fuck him he deserved it."

"Oh my fucking god Mike."

A/N: Bleh, this seems kinda lazy of me but hell it isn't the worst I've written. (Look at my first story for that train wreck.) Leave a review for ideas or if you enjoyed! Actually leave me something, I'm running low on stuff. The finale I've got something for, but I'm running on empty.

Don't count on it though, but I might be perverted enough to actually throw that four way in. That might have to be an entire chapter actually.