"daddy, whewe he dunna seep?" Dylan ask.
"all we have is yalls room, so you two get to bunk with us for a bit okay?" Mike ask. the kids nodded.
"otay." they agreed.
"go on. get Mimi and Ducky and your blankets. Foxy wanna come help me move the kids beds and put the blow up mattress in there?" Mike ask. Foxy nodded.
"sure Mikey." Foxy replied and followed him. the kids came running through with their stuff, laughing and giggling. Freddy watched them, he'd really missed alot. Mike and Foxy set up the air mattress and Mike made the bed up. he went back out to Freddy.
"its all made up for you. kids'll be up early, might come in the room to play, but they'll try not to desturb you." Mike said. Freddy nodded slightly.
"thanks." Freddy replied. Mike nodded and walked to his and Foxys room. Freddy stood and stopped Foxy. "I'm sorry." Freddy said. Foxy just looked at him, his eye's full of hatred and fear.
"it's too late for that." Foxy replied, then walked into his and Mike's room. Foxy wouldn't be sleeping tonight. he couldn't sleep when his kids were in the room, he didn't want to risk a nightmare. he hadn't minded at the hotel because he had no other choice. Mike leaned over and kissed his cheek. Foxy looked at him, then back down.
"are you alright?" Mike ask softly. Foxy nodded slightly.
"I can' sleep. not with the kids in here... and not while knowin' he's here. I jus' can'." Foxy said. Mike nodded slightly.
"I'm sorry." Mike sighed.
"it's alright." Foxy replied. Mike kissed his cheek again.
"you can sleep with them here. it'll be alright." Mike said. Foxy shook his head.
"even if I could, I can' with 'im here." Foxy said softly. Mike looked at him worriedly and Foxy sighed. "he used to come into the Cove. I'd be sleepin' or mindin' me own business, and while I was out, he'd tie me down. when I woke up, he'd torture me for hours on end. eventually I stopped sleepin'... s'why I have trouble sleepin' with others in the room. I can' unless m'so tired I can' keep me eye's open." Foxy said softly, so not to wake the kids. "he'd taunt and torture me when I went days without sleep, but I had to. I was more alert when I was tired, managed to miss a lot of things he tried to do, a lot of the torture. I'd stay up for as long as I could... me record was a month... then I'd pass out from exhaustion an sleep deprivation. I-I was so terrified to sleep, because, I never knew what he'd do to me in me sleep... once he and Bonnie glued a dress on me, another time they tore me apart loike kids do Mangle. th-there was one time..." Foxy trailed remembering the worst one. "I remember wakin' up so sore and Freddy kept laughin'... I never found out what he did... but Bonnie... all he could do was stare at Freddy loike he was insane for a month." Foxy muttered. "Chica ovoided 'im for a while, so whatever he did... they didn' loike." Foxy added, curling up slightly. "I can' sleep when he's here." Foxy said. Mike nodded slightly.
"it'll be okay. I'll talk to Frank about putting him back in the Pizzeria tomorrow, okay?" Mike ask. Foxy nodded slightly. Mike reached over and took his hand. "it'll be alright." Mike said softly and kissed his cheek. Foxy nodded slightly, but didn't relax. "would you feel better if we slept on the couch?" Mike ask. Foxy shook his head no quickly. Mike nodded slightly and frowned.
"please Mike, get some sleep that way at least one of us will be able to make sure he doesn' hurt the twins tomorrow." Foxy said. Mike nodded slightly and curled around his children. Freddy layd on the matrtess thinking about all he'd done to Foxy in the past and how the Fox had still taken him in when he needed a place to sleep. he felt awful. he remembered everything he did to Foxy, including what he did to him when the Fox was sleeping. Freddy hated himself for it now. back then, he just wanted Chica and Bonnie not to hate him, so he beat up the weakest one of them, besides Chica. Foxy and begged and pleaded with him to stop. he'd cry and curl up in a ball to try and protect himself, but Freddy was brutal and never gave up. his ears drooped when he thought of all the times Foxy had trembled and stayed awake for days and weeks. the poor guy probably still didn't sleep well.
"I used to tie him up and beat him..." Freddy muttered softly. he looked at the anxiety pill bottle in his hand with Foxy's name on it and sighed in confusion. Foxy's eye's drooped slightly, but once he heard Freddy say that, his eye's snapped open and his chest started to heave. he was starting to have an anxiety attack. he got up and searched for his medicine but he couldn't find it. his attack was getting worse as he knew Freddy was close. he couldn't stop himself when he blacked out and hit the floor. Mike jumped up at the thump of Foxy hitting the ground. he climbed out of bed and rushed toward where he'd heard the sound come from.
"oh god Foxy!" Mike cried softly. he knelt beside him and pulled out his cell phone, calling for an ambulance. Freddy, hearing Mike, tossed the bottle aside and ran out of the room.
"what happened?" Freddy ask. Mike didn't seem to hear him as he checked Foxy's vitals. Mike cradled Foxy's head in his lap. the twins came running out.
"mommy?" Dylan ask. Mike turned to them and they ran over to him.
"is daddy otay?" Vixy ask.
"I don't know baby girl." Mike replied. when the ambulance arrived, Mike helpped them get him up on the gurnie and grabbed the twins and his keys. he left with them quickly and Freddy stood there wondering what had happened. he got his jacket on, stuffing the bottle in his pocket so he could ask Mike about it, and put his shoe's on then started walking to the hospital. it had been an hour and nobody would tell Mike anything. he was in the waiting room with the twins when Freddy got there. he walked over.
"what happened? is Foxy alright?" Freddy ask.
"I don't know." Mike replied. Vada, pushed Freddy out of her way and knelt beside Mike.
"what happened Mike?" Vada ask softly. Mike, with his head in his hands and his kids distracted, explained to her softly what he knew. Vada hugged him.
"th-they said he had an anxiety attack. a-a bad one. th-they won't let me back there too him." Mike said, tears down his cheeks. "I-I just don-don't understand. wh-why didn't Foxy take his an-anxiety medicine?" Mike ask crying softly. Freddy reached into his pocket and pulled out the bottle.
"you mean this?" Freddy ask. Mike looked up and jumped up.
"wh-where'd you find that?" Mike ask.
"I had it. I wanted to know what it was." Freddy said. Mike stared.
"y-you had it? th-the whole time?" Mike ask tearfully. Freddy nodded and Mike snatched the bottle. "YOU IDIOT! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HIM!" Mike screamed punching Freddy in the face hard. "we let you into our house, fed you, let you shower, clothed you, and gave you a place to sleep, and you fucking stole his medicine?!" Mike screamed loudly. he punched Freddy hard again. "it's your fucking fault he had the attack anyway! if you hadn't beat the shit out of him he'd be okay! he couldn't sleep 'cause he was so terrified that you were gonna come in and beat him up! you almost killed him! I don't ever wanna see you again! and if I do, I'll kill you myself!" Mike screamed, then slammed Freddy's head against the wall and shoved him to the floor. "how does it feel to be the one everyone hates now? how does it feel to finally be punished for the things you do!?" Mike shrieked. "I hope you burn in hell!" Mike shouted. he turned and ran to the doctors that had Foxy. "here h-he needs these." Mike said. the doctors nodded and took them.
"sir please calm down, you're going to give yourself an anxiety attack." the doctor, Aaron, said.
"I can't until you tell me he's okay. please is he okay?" Mike ask. the doctor nodded.
"he will be. now please. sit down and calm down, hold your kids and relax." the Aaron replied. Mike nodded and went back into the room, holding his kids. he glared at Freddy.
"get the hell outta here now! don't go to my house! don't stay here! just go!" Mike hissed. Freddy's ears drooped and he turned and left. the kids cried and Mike held them tightly and soothingly. Freddy wondered if this was what Foxy felt like. being blamed for something he didn't do. the doctor came back and got Mike.
"he's awake. he would like to see you. I can't allow your kids to come back just yet." Dr. Aaron said. Mike nodded and sniffled softly.
"Dylan, Vixy, I need you both to stay here with Aunt Vada while I go check on your daddy, okay?" Mike ask. they nodded quietly. "okay." Mike smiled slightly.
"gib dis do daddy?" Vixy ask softly, holding up a picture she drew for him.
"okay love. I'll give it to him." Mike smiled, kissing her head.
"nan mine?" Dylan ask, holding out his picture. Mike nodded and took hit.
"alright. I'll give them to daddy, anything else?" Mike ask patiently.
"tisses!" Vixy said, kissing Mike's cheek. Mike smiled and nodded.
"okay guys. I'll be back in a little bit." Mike said. they nodded and watched Mike go. Mike walked into the room and looked at Foxy. he ran over and hugged Foxy tightly.
"I-I'm s-sorry. I-I cou-couldn' fi-find m-me me-meds." Foxy whimpered.
"no I know baby. that bastard Freddy had them." Mike growled. he kissed his lips softly. "it wasn't your fault love." Mike added. Foxy looked up at him.
"h-he had th-them? wh-why?" Foxy ask tearfully. Mike hugged him and kissed his hair.
"I don't know. I didn't ask. I just beat the shit out of him and kicked him out." Mike said softly. Foxy trembled slightly.
"wh-why wou-would he d-do that?" Foxy ask. Mike soothed him by petting his sensitive ears gently.
"shhhh shhh. I don't know. but he can't and he won't do it again love." Mike soothed. Mike kissed his hair gently. "I have something for you." Mike smiled. he reached into his pocket and pulled out the pictures. "the kids got worried while we were waiting and drew you pictures." Mike smiled. Foxy tiredly looked through them and smiled.
"remind me to thank'em." Foxy said. Mike nodded.
"you owe Vixy four kisses, two on each cheek, and a really really tight hug. you owe Dylan a kiss and a hug." Mike explained. Foxy nodded slightly. "they're keeping you tonight." Mike added. Foxy nodded.
"I know. they're gonna move me in a few to a room where the kids can come in." Foxy mumbled. Mike nodded.
"okay baby. you get some sleep before the babies come in here." Mike said. Foxy nodded slightly and weakly reached for Mike's hand. Foxy looked up at him with his frightened eye's. Mike held his hand gently and kissed it. "shhhh it's alright. I've got you baby." Mike soothed. Foxy nodded sightly and held his hand tightly. "sleep baby. sleep." Mike smiled softly and nuzzled him. Foxy nodded hesitantly and fell asleep. Mike stayed by his side even when they moved Foxy. they brought the kids in after a bit. Dylan cuddled to Foxy's side.
"mommy? is daddy donna wade up?" Vixy whimpered.
"shhhh baby. m'jus' tired." Foxy said softly.
