Such awkward, much weird, wow, so nervous. Odd position, Foxy and Freddy are in, Hmm. IT'S A TRAP!
Ok enough meme crap. XD NEXT CHEHPTEH! How many of you know what I just said there? .3.
Foxy awoke, thinking he was still in the pizzeria.
"Wha-" Foxy said, then he remembered.
"Oh. Right." He frowned and yawned. He liked sleeping.
He violently shook Freddy, poked Bonnie and Max, but didn't touch sleeping Chica.
"Awfully partial there, huh?" Freddy said as he stretched his joints.
"She seemed... The most tired out of you four." He said definitely, crossing his arms in indignation.
Freddy whispered;
"Wake up." Into Chica's ear, and she shot up light lightning.
"What? Where?" She was confused, like Foxy.
"Hotel, scrapped, marionette." Bonnie said the three simple words to jar her memory.
"Oh yeah... Crap." She was disappointed, she had only went because Foxy was going.
"I know..." Foxy agreed.
"Guys, guys!" Max yelled.
"What?" Freddy wasn't sure he wanted to hear this.
"Watch this."
Max put his paw under the sheets, and began to move it around.
"Sheet waves." He smiled.
"Cool." Freddy went back to fiddling with the remote.
Chica smiled, and grabbed something from her pack.
"What's that?" Foxy looked at the small cylinder.
"Here, aim it at the bed and press the button."
He did just that, and sure enough, a red dot appeared on the blue blankets.
"Woah, guys look at this!" Foxy urged the gang to look at the small dot.
Max's pupils turned into slits, and he hunched his back.
"You look ridiculous, what are you doing?" Freddy told Max through laughter.
"Shh... It wants to kill us!"
He pounced on the dot, and the room burst into laughter.
Foxy's hand was shaking because of his laugh, making the dot fly around the room. Max kept chasing it, making him keep laughing, etcetera. They only stopped when there stomachs hurt.
"Oh... Oh... My gosh. Max, you're insane!" Chica said.
"But... The dot was going to hurt you! I had to stop it."
"Right." Chica agreed, and asked Freddy for the remote.
Their day went on much like any human's would've.
Time jump! Only a couple hours.
They were conversing and playing with anything they could find around the hotel room.
"I have an idea." Chica said, getting up from her seat.
"And what's that?" Foxy inquired.
"You know how we were the ones entertaining at a restaurant?" Chica said to the group.
"Why don't we try and eat at one?" Her tone was hopeful.
It was silent for a few seconds, until agreement from the animatronics. She smiled.
"Where do we go?" Chica asked immediately.
"Does it matter?" Foxy didn't care where they ate.
"I guess not..." Freddy said.
"What do we want?"
"PIZZA." Chica said, sternly.
"Geez, ok." Foxy laughed a bit.
They agreed on a close restaurant named;
Pizza Capri
They boarded the elevator. There weren't many people on the elevator at the time, but the people who were, were still insane over Foxy.
"He's looking at me...!" A little girl whispered to her father.
"Awesome Clarice! You should talk to him." The father urged her on.
She slowly walked towards Foxy.
"H-hi, sir..." She said shyly.
Foxy was used to dealing with kids, so he knew what to do unlike the grown ups.
He kneeled down, putting on his pirate accent.
"Hello lass. What might you be needing, there?" He smiled.
"Can you sign this?" She sounded a bit more comfortable, but still very shy.
"Sure thing, lass."
He grabbed the pen and paper, and jotted messily down the word;
Foxy
The little girl ran back to her dad, a huge smile stuck to her face. She showed it off to her dad.
*DING*
The doors opened and the little girl stepped out with her father, waving goodbye to foxy. He returned the favor.
"You be good." He said as the doors closed again.
Once they reached the restaurant, which didn't take long, they happily opened the doors.
A tall, skinny man welcomed them warmly, and asked them to try the special of the day.
"We're trying our hand at other delightful foods other than our famous pizza!" He said with practiced enthusiasm.
"No thank you. We just want your pizza." Freddy smiled.
They were seated by the kind man, who brought them water. Needless to say, they didn't touch it.
"This is kind of exciting..." Chica said.
"Yeah, no kidding. Real food." Max said, looking at the menu. His eyes were eating everything.
Everything was fine and dandy, until Chica overheard the order from the table next to them.
"Yeah, thanks. I'm feeling adventurous today so... I'll have the chicken breast.
Poor Chica. ;-; What's she gonna do? I actually don't know. I write these chapters as they come to mind. XD