Deal with the Devil

Cordelia lazily ate her supper. She was again having pizza. Her mind was in a dazed state after the previous night's events. So much had happened. She barely noticed the boy who sat in front of her.

Liam sat in front of her with a grin. Under his shiny blue eye were dark bags from lack of sleep and his hair was all a skew from running his fingers through it. Despite his tired look his smile never faltered.

"I fixed his face!" he hummed happily. "That and his voice box. That all but he looks and sounds great!"

"What?" Cordelia asked even more surprised than when the boy had told her earlier.

She was way too tired for this. She asked her mom if she could quit. She told her "No because by how the scientists' studies are going you will be very metal-y in the end. Maybe you can move more gracefully if you watch them." Yes, learn from Foxy gracefully sprinting to kill you.

Now she had this boy fixing older models. Not that she minded him doing so maybe they would be happier and leave her alone. It was just a lot.

"I know!" He mused. "He looks okay now. I'll do more later, but until then, bye!"

He darted off before she could say a single thing.

She sighed unhappily as she made her way to the office. Today, she arrived rather early so she was going to take a nap and have an alarm wake her at 11:00 then have another sound at 11:30, just in case.

She folded her legs into her and rested her head on her knee before falling slowly into sleep. Her alarm would have worked fine if she had remembered one thing. The animatronics can move during the day.

As she slept, a bright blue bunny decided to take 'a break.' He had seen her come in early like this before, but she normally stayed in a main room, where he would normally look at her from time to time. He decided to pay a visit though since she had ran to the back.

The metallic girl's slumber wasn't exactly a comfortable one. Ever since she got her synthetic limbs, a good night's sleep never really occurred. Having metal implants and sleeping do not really go together.

Cordelia woke up, but it was not to the sound of her alarm. There were sounds coming from the right vent. A slight panic took over Cordelia as she grabbed her phone to check the time. 10:34 PM. That vent isn't supposed to be making noise at this time. The animatronics were not supposed to be active at this time of the day. "It has to be a rat or something. I mean, it looks nice in her, but rats like the kid's messes. Right?" she said boredly. The sound that came from the vent was just too familiar to her, but the animatronics weren't on kill mode at this time of night, right?

She grabbed her flashlight and out of habit, flashed it in front of her down the hallway. She nearly had a heart attack upon doing so. As if it were 3 in the morning, Foxy was in the hallway. Something was a bit different though. Foxy seemed like he was walking and not running like he would normally appear like he was doing.

Something made a sound in the room, and without even looking at what it was, Cordelia grabbed for her Freddy mask and slipped it on.

"Alert and quick as usual." Through the eye holes of the mask, Cordelia looked at the blue bunny standing beside her. "You know there is no need for that thing at the moment. I'm not here to hurt you. I just wanted to say 'hi.' Besides, your shift hasn't even really started yet." Cordelia kept her mask on. "Oh come on. Don't be like that! You should show your face more often. It is such a pretty face!"

"You are probably scaring the poor lad." Foxy was now in the room. "If you ever want 'im to feel safe around yah, you should drop the scurvy tone. I doubt he fancies metal bunny."

Cordelia just stared. She couldn't believe this was happening. Two of them were in the office, and they just stared at her while talking about her. The blue bunny held his mischievous grin, and she could tell from the look in his big green plastic eyes that he was considering taking her mask off her face.

Foxy looked like he was pretty curious to see under the mask, too. Unlike Toy Bonnie, he had never seen the face of the girl who had avoided all of his murderous advances. He wasn't ever out on the floor to see her in the day because of his withered condition.

Foxy also knew that this poor girl was in over her head. Everyone wanted to stuff her in a suit; that came with the night guard territory. The blue bunny's fascination with her was something totally different.

Foxy assumed his interest in her was due to the fact she had so many close calls with him. Foxy had known Toy Bonnie and knew that this innocent fascination would become an obsession and would not end well for the girl. Then again, what ever did end well here?

"It's alright, lad," Foxy said gruffly as he watched her try to look at anything but them. "We aren't programmed to hunt ye down right now. You are okay to not be in costume."

The young nightguard weighed her options. She could keep it on and risk them ripping it off and attacking her like what the toy bunny probably wanted to do or she could try to placate them and take it off.

After a time of hard deliberation, she slowly took the bear mask off of herself. Toy Bonnie just grinned even bigger if that was even possible. He made his way closer and bent down near her desk so he could fold his arms on it and lay his head down to look up at her.

Foxy just stared with disbelief, "You are actually a lady?"

In that moment, he saw the gates of hell open in her eyes. He could see the red anger pool from under the pale green of her eye color, but he did not expect her to do what she did. In a flash, she had jumped the desk, carefully as not to land on Toy Bonnie, and she nailed him in the face with him fist.

The metallic ring sang loudly through the silent room. Foxy stumbled backward. He was trying to figure out why she could even hit that hard.

She winced slightly as she held the arm she'd used for the assault before she shouted. "I am tired of this! First you march in here for no good reason then you insult my gender! I know I wear a lot of clothes but come on!"

Toy Bonnie watched her pale face flush red with anger and he snickered, "Even when you are mad, you still look cute." He further observed Foxy's stunned state and added with a small grimace, "and you do have a killer right hook on you. That I know for sure."

The withered fox looked miffed as he trudged out of the office. He sent an angry yellow glare at her. He did not fill her anger was warranted. In his own anger, he found himself hoping Toy Bonnie would make her life a living hell.

The blue bunny hummed happily as he stood up. This wasn't exactly part of his plan with Marionette, but it would work perfectly to his advantage.

"He is probably going to bother you quite a lot tonight," he mused aloud for her to only give him a weak sigh. "I can help you though."

Her pale eyes narrowed at him with great suspiciousness as she spoke with guarded words, "Why should I trust you?"

His pupils got smaller and more wild-looking like they did when he looked at her that night with her mask on. He spoke animatedly with his hands, "Because I am very fond of you. I would love to get to know you better, Toy."

It was heavily ironic that he just referred to her as a toy, but she ignored it and still maintained her suspicious behavior.

"And I like to mess with the older animatronics," he added with an exaggerated shrug. "The deal is that I will keep everyone away from you if you promise to let me talk to you without that mask."

He knew she would still be skeptical so he quickly continued, "You can keep everything at hand if you think I'm not honest, but if I keep everyone away until 4 you have to talk to me for the rest of the time. Deal?"

She wanted to just so the night would be easier because she knew Foxy was going to do anything to make it into her office to rip her body up and stuff it in a suit, but the question in her head could not be stopped from exiting her mouth, "Why?"

His pupils were still dilated and his grin large but his eyes were half lidded and showing their purple shadows. "I have something I want to show you. Deal?"

He offered her a hand which she took after much hesitance. What the hell, she thought, Maybe this will be good. She didn't even notice that he was shaking her metal hand, and holding it at a force that would be very painful to anyone with a normal hand.

"Good," he hummed as he released her hand. His mind was spinning with thoughts about the mysteries this girl held and how he would find out every one. "Now I have things to do before 12 AM so see you soon, sweetheart!"

The girl fell tiredly back in her seat as she watched him go. She put everything she would need for her shift around her; her trust would have to be earned, but he was at least getting a chance. The only reason she was being so risky was because she was so tired. Hope that he was actually being honest about helping her flooded her mind as she fell back into the blackness of sleep.

I finally got a cover pic for this story drawn!