Hey guys, its Austorias, hows it going so far? THIS IS NOW OFFICIALLY A NOVELLA! HYPE WITH ME! Like I always say, I really like reading reviews and messages, so be sure to leave one if you can, also, start leaving questions for the characters if you want to see them in the end of story questionnaire, they can be for any character, or myself. Enjoy!

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Francis chuckled at the remark from Jacks.

"I designed them both myself, completely from scrap!" Francis proudly exclaimed.

Vix gave a surprised look at Francis, as if in a state of unease.

"Why the hell did you give them to him?! He shot you and nearly got you killed!" Vix said, pointing to Jacks without looking at him.

Deep, deep down Jacks wanted to beat the absolute hell out of this guy, but number one, he was a shrimp compared to him, and number two, he didn't want to raise tension even further between them.

"Oh blow it out your ass, at least he tried doing something for that section of the fight!" Grey sassed him.

Vix smiled slyly, and then turned around to face Jacks.

"Yea, and all the other sections he was either crying, or hiding behind his so called brother like a bitch." Vix tilted his head back and forth while saying this, trying to anger Jacks.

Jacks blinked, keeping the same, low eyed expression while starring into the white fox's eyes. They held that pose for a good five seconds before Vix let out a "Humph" and walked out the door.

"Fucking ass….." Jacks muttered under his breath, he began to cool his anger.

"Awww don't let him bother you, he is just, well, hard on newbies." Francis said, putting her arm around Jacks' shoulder.

Jacks thought back to something she had said earlier, and looked at her confused.

"I thought you said you've never gotten a newcomer before." Jacks questioned

Francis' smiling face instantly turned into a frown, and her one white pinprick pupil shrank even more.

"Well then, I guess it's just cuz you popped a cap in my ass." Francis shrugged and thinned her lips.

A very awkward moment of silence occurred, before Francis got an idea in her head. Her smile returned twice as big. Grey crossed his arms, he knew that face.

"Hey! I now what'll cheer you up, why don't we, wait for it, go fight some crime, break in your new gear!" Francis lightly punched Jacks in the arm.

Jacks looked at her like she was crazy, he spoke in a high voice.

"Aren't we supposed to keep the OverLoad hidden?" Jacks questioned.

"Guuuuh, you're killin' me." Francis grunted loudly, drooping her arms.

"I can fight without mine, and you can't use yours."

"But aren't you still hurt?"

"Nope, rune finally did the trick."

"I've never really had to fight before, I mean, sure Spring taught me but…."

"Then this will be a good time to test your stuff!"

"But I'm a rookie."

"So am I!"

"But…."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND COME ON!" Francis finished the back and forth talk by grabbing Jacks' arm and pulling him through the door way, Grey shook his head and laughed to himself, before thinking about the vision Jacks' OverLoad gave him, and his dagger.

"Such potential" Grey muttered to himself.

(IN THE HALLWAYS)

Jacks was being pulled by his left arm down the hallway, he tried making an excuse to get out of her crazy idea of a good time.

"Bu-but Foxy will be worried!" Jacks shouted, Bonnie and Chica both passed them, laughing heavily, they were in combat gear heading toward the plane.

Without even a word, Francis, flung around to the door next to them and opened it, revealing Foxy reading a magazine on his bed titled "PlayFox", and the label was a static image of a fox wearing a bow tie. He quickly threw the magazine behind him and looked at Francis, still holding Jacks by the arm.

"Hellooooooooooo Mr. Fawkes, I was wondering if I could take Jacks out tonight." Francis said with her million dollar smile. She tilted her head a lot to the left, to seem innocent, but it was hard for her with her eye.

"Well, I'm guessing you're the face behind Knight's mask, you can call me Foxy, Foxy Tinkers!" Foxy extended a hand.

Jacks was looking up at Foxy lipping "HELP ME" over and over, helpless in the bear's grasp.

"Francis." She quickly said shaking Foxy's hand.

Foxy opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened it again to speak.

"By all means, take him all across the damn world, just have him back by midnight." Foxy laughed at his own joke.

"I make no promises." Francis smirked.

Francis then peeled out of the doorway still holding Jacks by his arm. They went up the hidden stairwell, through Spring's house, and out the door. They were blasted with cool air of the dusk wind on top of the large hill the house sat on.

They felt a rumble in the ground, before a large crack formed in front of the hillside facing the city behind them. The plane then exited through the crack surprisingly silently, and the crack closed as it flew off into the distance.

Francis stretched her arms above her head, before groaning.

"Welp, *Clap* let's get started. Use that hook of yours, and get us onto a roof!" Freddy put her hands on her hips in anticipation.

She snapped and laughed a bit.

"Oh yea, probably should tell you how to shoot it. Clench a fist really tightly, and recoil your arms backward." Francis pointed to Jacks' gauntlet.

Jacks said nothing, just inspected his arm before holding his hand up, clenching a fist, and pulling his arm down.

Francis was dying when he was dangling helplessly from the roof of Spring's house.

Sooooo, how was it? I'm trying to be more descriptive of actions in the story, as well as adding more humor. Should I keep this up? Or go back to how I used to write it?