"see? we'll just move it down here." Mike smiled. Foxy nuzzled him. "lets get back to the party." Mike said. Foxy nodded and they went back out. the other three knew something was up though, Foxy was noticibly different. they didn't question it, they didn't want to know what Mike had to do ,or promise, for him to be this happy. they enjoyed their Christmas and smiled, all but Foxy. he felt a little bad about Freddy being outside in the snow by himself. Mike looked at him and noticed him staring out the window. Mike smiled softly. he pulled a small present out of his closet and handed it to Foxy, with some cookies. he motioned to outside. "go a head baby. I think you two neeed to talk." Mike said softly. Foxy nodded slightly and headed outside. Freddy sat out in the cold, shivering. Foxy walked over and tapped his shoulder with his tail.
"hey... cold?" Foxy ask softly. Freddy didn't answer, shivering more. Foxy handed him the plate of cookies. "here. they're still warm." Foxy said.
"piss off." Freddy muttered softly. Foxy huffed.
"why are ye such an ass? ye beat and assulted me, ye threatened Bonnie and Chica, ye threatened the lives of me children and Mike. what the hell is wrong with ye?" Foxy ask. Freddy glared at him silently. Foxy huffed chunked the present at his head. he threw the plate of cookies at him as well. "here. me kids picked this present out for ye. Merry fuckin' Christmas asshole. enjoy." Foxy hissed and went back inside. Freddy watched him go, rubbing his head slightly. he looked down at the gift in the snow and hesitantly opened it. it was a large brown blanket, big enough to cover a house. Freddy was confused, why would Foxy let his kids get him a gift? he shivered and cuddled into the blanket, surprized to find it had a heater on off switch on it. he turned it on and was pleasantly surprized with the heat. Foxy hugged Mike tightly. the adults talked for a while.
"uncle Mike! Dylan went outside without warm clothes on." Coda tattled. Mike's head jerked up as he heard a crash.
"Dylan!" Mike shouted, throwing the door open. he and Foxy raced out. Dylan lay face down and unmoving in the snow. " DYLAN!" Mike cried and ran over to him. he turned him over and cried softly. Dylan was bruised and bleeding. Foxy looked up at the car that hadn't moved. Foxy saw someone under the car.
"shit! someone's under the car!" Foxy shouted. he heard a deep moan in pain. "Bonnie!" Foxy shouted. Bonnie raced out and helpped him pick the car up.
"god it's Freddy." Bonnie said softly. Dylan whimpered, coming too.
"Dylan? Dylan baby don't move okay?" Mike said softly.
"o-otay m-mommy." Dylan murmured. Mike took off his jacket and lay'd it over his son.
"Dylan can you tell me what happened?" Mike ask tearfully.
"I-I wanded do see if he wited de banket... I-I sipped nan few. h-he tied do hep me up, nan w-we dot hit." Dylan sniffled. "I-I'm sowwy mommy." Dylan cried softly.
"no. it's okay baby." Mike soothed. he could hear an ambulance's coming closer. Foxy walked over.
"baby could he tell ye what happened?" Foxy ask. Mike nodded.
"Fre-Freddy tried to help him when he fell and they both got hit by a car." Mike cried. Foxy nodded and kissed his head.
"we need you to move so we can get him up." a paramedic said to Mike. Mike nodded slightly and moved back.
"I'll ride with him." Mike said softly. Foxy nodded and went back inside for somethings. he grabed Vada, Ducky, and his pills then headed for the car.
"daddy?" Vixy whimpered.
"it's okay baby. we're headin' for the hospital." Foxy said softly and took one of his pills, jumping into the drivers seat. the car got stuck in the snow, but with Foxy driving, they were at the hospital in no time. Mike was hysterical. they wouldn't let him back, wouldn't let him know if Dylan was okay. they just left him alone in a room. Foxy hugged him tightly and kisses his head, handing him Vada, then went to talk to a nurse. Mike cried into his knee's cuddling Vada, who tried to comfort him.
"mommy, is okay." Vada said softly. Mike held her tightly. Foxy came back.
"h-he's in surgery. he's got a broken arm and a concussion, but they said he'll be okay." Foxy said hugging Mike. Mike cried into Foxy's chest. Foxy rubbed his back soothingly. "shhh baby. it's okay. shhh." Foxy soothed. Mike managed to calm down as they came and got them. Dylan had bruises everywhere.
"he was really lucky. something or someone was holding him when he was hit. he'll be okay." Lucy, the doctor, smiled. Mike thanked her and walked over to Dylan.
"hi mommy." Dylan murmured. Mike smiled and kissed his head gently.
"hey baby." Mike smiled. Foxy smiled walking over to his other side.
"look who I brought." Foxy smiled holding up his sons favorite bear.
"Du-Ducky!" Dylan cried hugging his bear. they smiled. Vada crawled across the bed and hugged her brother.
"Dilly!" Vixy purred. Dylan hugged back. Foxy smiled.
"I'm going to go check on Freddy." Foxy said softly. Mike nodded.
"I know all of the bad shit he's done... but thank him for me." Mike said softly. Foxy nodded and headed out. it was almost eight hours before Foxy was allowed to see Freddy. Foxy walked into the room Freddy looked awful.
"so, hows it feel to be the injured one?" Foxy ask. Freddy looked at him the best he could with his braced neck. he was mostly in casts. his jaw was wired shut, but he used his unbroken hand to write.
what the hell do you want?
Freddy glared. Foxy bit his lip.
"to thank ye." Foxy said. Freddy seemed shocked. "they said, if ye hadn' been there, Dylan would've died." Foxy added softly. "I owe ye." Foxy said. Freddy's ears drooped slightly.
no. you don't. I tortured and tormented you for years. I'm sorry.
Foxy looked at him slightly.
"can ye tell me what happened?" Foxy ask.
I didn't notice him at first. he walked over and tapped my arm. he just wanted to tell me Merry Christmas. we talked a moment. he wanted to show me his ball, but tripped and the ball went in the road, he went after it and tripped again. I saw the car and ran over to help him. the car seemed to speed up. I tried to throw him into the snow, but the car hit me and I dropped him. is he okay?
Freddy looked at him worriedly.
"he's covered in bruises. he has a broken arm an a concussion. ye literally saved his life. thank ye." Foxy said.
I owed you and I couldn't stand to let him get hurt. he's just a kid.
"why did ye hate me?" Foxy ask. Freddy didn't do anything for a moment.
at first I just wanted the blame off me... but after a while, I forgot it was really me who did it and I thought you should really be punished because... I started to think you did it.
Freddy sighed softly. Foxy looked it over.
"ye mus' have thought of somethin' ye stopped for almost three years." Foxy said.
I liked the night guard. she was different... I forgot about you.
"it got fuckin' worse when she left." Foxy said. Freddy glared.
because you made her leave! you told her that I was a monster!
"ye were a monster. ye nearly killed me for somethin' ye did. I jus' thought she should know ye'd kill her the blink of an eye." Foxy growled.
you lied! you took my only love away!
"I was protectin' her." Foxy said. he sighed. "I jus' wanted to protect her from yer anger. I knew she was human, humans are breakable, at least I could be rebuilt." Foxy hissed. he turned and went to leave.
I'm sorry.
Freddy tossed it at the back of Foxy's head. Foxy looked at it.
"yer too late. thirty years too late." Foxy said, then tossed it back, walking out the door. he hadn't meant to do that, he just wanted to know why he'd been abused for so long. he sighed and went back to his family. he smiled at them and kissed Mike softly. Mike didn't return the kiss or smile. "Mikey?" Foxy ask.
"I-I stressed too much. th-the baby wasn't strong enough." Mike said softly. "I missed carried a few minutes ago. doctors took care of it." Mike added. Foxy held him tightly.
"shhhh it's okay." Foxy said softly. "hey, the baby didn' suffer right? it's okay." Foxy added. Mike nodded slightly. "besides, if yer that easy to get pregnant when we aren' try, we can try later." Foxy smiled softly. Mike nodded.
"okay love." Mike said softly.
"are ye okay?" Foxy ask. Mike nodded.
"yeah. it's better that no one knew." Mike sighed. Foxy nodded slightly.
"okay baby." Foxy said. he kissed his cheek. "jus', tell me if ye feel depressed or anythin' okay?" Foxy added. Mike nodded.
"they already gave me anti-depressents." Mike replied. Foxy nodded and kissed his cheek.
"alright baby." Foxy replied. Dylan and Vixy cuddled together asleep on the bed. Bonnie and Chica walked in.
"sorry, they made us wait until visiting hours." Bonnie said. Mike nodded and looked at their kids.
"Christmas hasn't turned out very jolly this year." Mike muttered. Bonnie and Chica looked worred at his sudden mood change. Foxy waived them off and kissed Mike's cheek.
"okay. come on. let's jus' get the kids up and let them open their presents here Mikey." Foxy said.
"no. I don't want him to have to remember this Christmas in the hospital." Mike said. Bonnie and Chica looked confused, but Foxy nodded.
"go see when we can check him out then." Foxy said softly. Mike nodded and headed to do so.
"whats wrong with Mike?" Chica ask. Foxy pulled them aside.
"the bite. when Freddy bit Mike, Mike spent months in the hospital. he had to have his birthday in the hospital because of Freddy." Foxy said. "he doesn' want the kids to hate Christmas." Foxy explained softly. they nodded slightly. Mike walked into Freddy's room quietly. Freddy was doodling.
"hi." Mike said. Freddy looked over. Mike walked closer.
"I wanted to come and thank you personally. I know we've never really gotten along, but you saved my son today and I owe you my life." Mike said softly. he took out a cell phone and layd it in Freddy's hand. "if you ever need anything, anything at all, call or text me and I will do whatever I can to help." Mike said softly, then walked out. Freddy watched him go, then looked at the phone. Mike walked back into the kids room, surprized when he saw it was decorated for Christmas. "what are you three doing?" Mike ask quietly.
"they won' release Dylan for a few days, we thought they should be able to open their gifts... so if it doesn' look loike a hospital, maybe they won' remember it as a hospital." Foxy said. Mike watched them a moment then looked at Foxy.
"how?" Mike ask. Foxy smiled.
"I remembered hearin' ye sayin' once when I snuck into the hospital to see ye, ye wished that they'd done somethin' to decorate the room so ye wouldn' remember yer birthday was in the hospital an this came to mind." Foxy said. Mike smiled slightly at him and hugged him.
"good thinking Foxy." Mike smiled slightly. Foxy smiled and hugged back. Mike smiled and helped them put up more decorations. Dylan yawned softly and held his arm, sitting up. he looked around.
"mommy? daddy? where are we?" Dylan ask. Mike looked at Foxy.
"we're somewhere awesome." Foxy replied. Mike looked at him but Dylan nodded.
"otay." Dylan replied. he looked around. Mike smiled when the hospitals Santa came in. both kids whimpered and cuddled to Mike. Mike smiled slightly and kissed their heads.
"it's alright guys." Mike smiled. the hospital Santa walked over.
"how old are you two?" he ask softly. they whimpered and cuddled to Mike.
"they're a year old. sorry they're really shy." Mike smiled. he smiled.
"well, I'm Santa, and I heard someone here's name is Dylan and he was in accident." he smiled as the kids looked shocked. Vixy pushed him forward.