"Foxy?" Molly called.
She looked around her apartment for the animatronic fox but couldn't find him. She knew he was in his animatronic form currently because it was gone from its earlier spot.
"I think he's in the bathroom. It's locked," Jason said.
Molly sighed and walked over to the bathroom door. She knocked on it softly but Foxy didn't say a word. She did, however, hear him make a sniffling sound which confused her. He wouldn't be able to cry while in his animatronic form. Maybe he was just going through the motions.
"Foxy? Can you open the door?" Molly asked.
There was no response from him, however, yet Molly waited patiently outside the door. After close to an hour, there was a quiet 'click' sound, signaling that the door had been unlocked, yet it stayed shut.
"Can I come in?" Molly asked.
"I guess…" Foxy muttered.
Molly opened the door and found Foxy was sitting on the edge of the tub, staring at the rug on the ground.
"How are you feeling…?" she asked.
"Terrible," admitted Foxy, "I can't forgive myself for what I did to you."
"Well, I forgive you. I know it wasn't your fault. And I shouldn't have run right up like that when I saw that girl teasing you. I should have thought," Molly said, "And the bite wasn't on purpose. I understand. You malfunctioned and that was beyond your control."
She knelt down in front of him and pulled him into a hug. They sat in silence for several minutes, Molly simply hugging him. Foxy slowly slipped his arms around her in return, nuzzling her neck. He always acted tough around others, but it was a disguise for his inner kindness. He really wanted to have friends and enjoy life, but everyone was afraid of him, so he acted like how he was viewed. If they wanted a bad pirate fox, they would get one. Molly, however, saw past the disguise, and knew that Foxy really was good and loving.
"Feel like joining us?" she asked him after letting him go.
"I-I don't know… I don't think I want to," Foxy said, rubbing his arm with his hook.
"That's okay. You're upset. I understand," Molly said, "Why don't you go into my room at least? So you can be comfortable?"
Foxy nodded in thanks and hugged Molly again. As he hugged her, Molly gave him a quick peck on the cheek to help show that things were okay between them and she wasn't mad at him for biting her. Foxy knew if he had been in his human form he would have been blushing like mad and shuffled off towards the bedroom.
"How's he doing?" asked Jason as Molly came to sit beside him on the couch.
"Better. But he still needs some time I think," Molly sighed, "Poor guy really feels bad about biting me… But honestly, I don't mind. I forgave him. It was a mistake, so why should I dwell on it? He needs to let it go… I get he feels bad but he needs to realize that I'm not mad."
"Can you blame the poor guy?" questioned Jason, "I would feel bad too."
"Well, for now, I'd say let him be. Don't worry about fixing him tonight. He already has enough going on to worry about."
"Yeah. So, are we still having pizza?"
"I didn't get to buy the tomatoes because I was a little distracted by him…"
"Okay. Well, I can run back to the market if you're okay with him."
Molly nodded and picked up the remote, "Just grab a couple bucks out of my messenger bag."
Jason grabbed a few dollars and headed out the door, leaving Foxy and Molly alone. At the sound of the door closing, Foxy poked his head out of the bedroom. He couldn't see Molly from where he was so quietly walked down the hall and stuck his head into the living room.
"Molly?" he asked.
"Hey, Foxy. Want to sit with me?" Molly patted the spot next to her.
Foxy turned into his human form, letting his animatronic form fall to the ground, and sat on the couch beside her.
"I'm sorry for my outburst in the store. Was just so… Shaken? I guess that's the word I'm looking for. I just felt so bad…" Foxy said, scratching the back of his head.
He lifted off the eye patch so he could look at her with both his eyes before scooting closer to her.
"You know, there's a movie on soon. It's about pirates. It's called Pirates of the Caribbean. I really enjoy it, personally," Molly said, feeling shy.
"Can I ask you something, Molly?" Foxy said, looking into her eyes.
Molly blushed and nodded, "S-Sure."
"Why did you fix me up? Do you really feel I'm worth it? Do you really think I can perform again?" Foxy asked.
"Of course I feel you're worth it and you can perform again. And I fixed you up because I really do care about you. Even before I knew about your secret night life, I always found you fascinating and saw you as someone I could talk to about anything. Granted, I looked crazy talking to an animatronic fox all the time, it still made me happy. No one else really wanted to talk to me except Jason," Molly explained, "There's just so much to it that I can't explain it all. You just caught my eye."
"And… What about your heart? Have I caught that as well?"
"W-What?"
"How do you feel about me in a more… Personal… Way?"
"I-I'm not sure, exactly. I mean, we've just started to get to know each other. I don't know enough about you to say how I feel about you in a personal way."
Foxy nodded understandingly, "Well, alright. I understand."
Molly smiled, relaxing a little, and changed the channel. The Pirates of the Caribbean started up and they both settled into the couch to watch it while waiting for Jason to come back with the tomatoes. As the movie played, Molly began to feel her lack of sleep catching up. As she began to drift off, her cellphone began to vibrate.
"Hello?" she said, picking it up.
"Hey, it's me! I'm stuck in rush hour traffic. I'll be back as soon as I can," Jason said.
"Alright. We're just watching a movie. Take your time and don't crash my truck."
"Sounds good. Enjoy your date."
Molly hung up as Jason began to laugh, letting out a sigh.
"Is everything okay?" asked Foxy.
"Yeah. Jason is just stuck in traffic so he'll be a little longer than expected," Molly explained.
Foxy nodded and stretched, resting his arm around Molly's shoulder. Molly's cheeks turned a dark shade of red, almost matching Foxy's hair/fur.
"I-Is this okay? You looked tired," Foxy said.
"It's alright," Molly said after a moment.
She allowed herself to lean against the pirate, eyes closing slowly. Foxy smiled and rested his head on top of hers, watching the movie.
"Hey guys, I'm back!" Jason said a while later, coming inside.
"Shh!" hissed Foxy.
Jason noticed Molly was asleep, leaning against Foxy. Grinning, Jason headed for the kitchen, juggling the tomatoes as he walked. Foxy watched him, impressed, and wondered if he could learn how to juggle as well. He eased himself away from the sleeping woman and headed into the kitchen after Jason who was still juggling.
"Can I do that?" asked Foxy.
"What? Juggle? It might be hard with a hook…" Jason said, "But I can try to teach you."
He handed the tomatoes to the pirate who struggled to hold them in his hand.
"One goes in the… Hook," Jason said.
"I don't think I can do that," admitted Foxy.
"That's fine. Want to help me make the pizza? Molly let the recipe on the counter. We can make it for her so she can eat before she has to go to work."
"Sure! Chica makes pizza all the time. It can't be hard."
Jason grabbed the dough that was already made earlier by Molly and set in the fridge until they were ready to make it.
"Flatten this out if you can. I'll make the sauce," Jason instructed.
Foxy grabbed a rolling pin and, struggling due to having only one hand, worked on flattening the dough out.
"Where does she keep the spices…?" Jason asked himself.
Foxy lifted his nose into the air and sniffed, "Here!"
He opened a cupboard and pulled out a container that had jars upon jars of spices. Jason grabbed them and went back to where he was making the sauce, letting Foxy get back to work on flattening the dough.
Meanwhile, in the living room, Molly woke up, confused for a minute as to where she was. It took a second for her to remember that she had fallen asleep on the couch with Foxy.
"Where'd he go?" she mumbled sleepily, looking around.
She quickly realized that both Foxy and Jason were in the kitchen and up to something.
"What are you two doing?" she yawned.
"Making pizza," Foxy answered.
"Tossing the dough in the air is better," Molly said.
She grabbed the dough and tossed it into the air and caught it as it came back down. She did this several times until the dough had stretched out into a big circle.
"Perfect!" she said, setting it onto a pan.
She grabbed the sauce and spread it around on the dough, sprinkling cheese on as well as pepperoni before throwing it into the oven.
"It'll be done soon," she said, "Now, go to the living room. I want to make you two a surprise."