"Boys! The pizza is ready!" Molly called.
She was standing in the kitchen, cutting the pizza, while the two men were watching the end of the movie. Almost feels like we're some kind of family… she thought as she began to plate some slices of the fresh pizza.
"Come on!" she said, looking into the living room.
What she saw surprised her but also made her laugh. Foxy and Jason were standing on the couch, both brandishing cardboard tubes and swinging at each other.
"Give up, ye scallywag!" Foxy said.
"Ye shall walk the plank, ye landlubber!" countered Jason.
"Do you two still want pizza?" Molly asked.
Neither one seemed to notice that she was standing there and watching their imaginary fight. She leaned against the door frame, watching them continue.
"Avast, ahoy, and a yo-ho-ho!" Jason exclaimed.
"That didn't make sense…" Foxy said, dropping his character momentarily.
"Guys, the pizza is done," Molly said, "It's been done for a few minutes now. You didn't listen when I called you."
"Really?" they asked unanimously.
Molly nodded, "Grab a slice and I'll put a movie in or something. Dinner and a show."
Foxy and Jason raced to the kitchen, stumbling over each other to be the first to get their pizza. Foxy managed to beat Jason after brandishing his hook in his face.
"I win!" he cried joyfully.
He picked up a plate and strutted triumphantly back to the living room with it, Jason following moments later with two plates. He'd taken it upon himself to get a slice for Molly while getting his plate.
"I win because I got her a slice while I got mine," Jason said, sticking his tongue out at Foxy, "I was a gentleman."
Molly laughed and took the plate from her friend, "He did bring me a slice… But Foxy won with speed."
Foxy cheered before sitting down beside Molly. Jason claimed the other side of her, sandwiching her between them.
"Enjoy," Molly said, biting into her slice.
They ate, laughing occasionally at a movie that was on. Time passed seemingly too quickly and before anyone knew it, the time had come for Molly to go in to work.
"There's a cake in the kitchen for you. Just leave me some," Molly said.
She headed out the door of the apartment and drove to the pizzeria. The parking lot was empty as she let herself into the quiet, dark building. It wasn't time for the animatronics to move yet so Molly made herself as comfortable as she could in the chair in the security office, waiting for them. She hadn't gotten a lot of sleep due to her busy day and she let her eyes close while she waited.
"Molly! Hellooooo!" called Bonnie.
Molly's eyes shot open and she found herself face to face with the purple rabbit.
"What the hell? You scared me!" she snapped.
"I'm sorry," Bonnie quickly apologized, "But Freddy is missing."
"He's what?" Molly questioned, sitting up in the chair.
"He's gone! He kept talking about how Foxy shouldn't be out in the open and the next thing I knew, he was gone!" Bonnie said.
"Fuck," grumbled Molly.
She grabbed her messenger bag and ran towards the exit.
"What should Chica and I do?" Bonnie called after her.
"Stay here! I can't afford to have you two go missing too!" Molly yelled over her shoulder.
She ran out the door and got into her car, trying to figure out where Freddy could be. It was still dark out so she knew not many people would notice him wandering around, but it also meant she would have a harder time spotting him. She called Jason and warned him that Freddy was missing and might be on his way to the apartment. Jason relayed the message to Foxy who began to panic.
"He might be dangerous to anyone he meets!" Foxy said, "He has anger management problems than most people realize."
"Molly said for us to stay here. She's going to look for him. If he comes by here, we'll be ready for him. I can handle him," Jason said.
"He's made of metal and plastic and fur. You're made of flesh and blood. You're not quite as strong as he is…" Foxy said slowly.
"I've dedicated my life to robotics. I can take him down without a problem. Then I can reprogram him after I take him down so that he'll be like you. Shut off upon threatening humans and have better interactions with humans."
"Can you do that…? Really?"
"Of course I can. I've worked on robots and their programming since I was three."
"Isn't that a bit young?"
"I'm exaggerating. But in all seriousness, I can handle him."
"But can Molly handle him…?"
Molly groaned, still driving around and looking for Freddy. She hadn't seen any indications anywhere that he may have passed through and she was starting to get annoyed with the animatronic bear for running off.
"Freddy!" she yelled out the window of her truck, "Freddy! Where are you?"
She strained her ears for anyone screaming in fear or metallic footsteps echoing in the night.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are, Freddy!"
Molly parked in the apartment building parking lot and stepped out of the truck, looking around and wondering if Freddy could have made it to where she lived.
"Hello, Molly," came a deep, rumbling voice.
Molly turned and found Freddy standing behind her.
"I've come to take Foxy back to where he belongs," Freddy said simply, "Now, just take him back to the restaurant and get it over with. He can't perform again. He is defective and dangerous. He isn't safe around children. He deserves to be disassembled and thrown out."
"Look, Freddy, I don't know what your problem is with him, but Foxy is fixed now and he's been reprogramed to not harm humans. He can, however, protect them now," Molly said, crossing her arms.
"Foxy was, and always will be, dangerous."
"For your information, you're wrong."
"Get him out here now and I'll leave you alone."
"No, Freddy. You need to get out of here. Go back to the restaurant. Foxy will be back in a few days once we know for sure he is completely set."
Freddy made a growling sound and lunged at Molly.
"Keep your damn paws off of her!" Foxy snarled.
He lunged out of seemingly nowhere and tackled Foxy to the ground. They both landed with a loud crash, their metal bodies slamming into the pavement. Molly stared, too shocked to move, as Foxy began to attack Freddy. He sank his hook into the metal and fur that made up Freddy.
"She's done nothing wrong and you have no reason to harm her!" Foxy growled at the bear.
"She took you away from where you belong! You shouldn't be out in the public! You're a danger to everyone you meet!" Freddy yelled.
They rolled over and over, punching, clawing, and snapping at each other. Jason bolted out of the apartment complex's door and pulled Molly back from the fight.
"What the hell is going on?" Jason asked.
"Freddy is insane and wants to kill Foxy because of the biting incident," Molly explained, "What time is it?"
"Almost six," Jason said, glancing at his watch before looking back at the fight.
"If they don't kill each other first, the second they go into day mode, shut them both off. Fix Freddy like you did Foxy. I'll need to patch Foxy up again," Molly said.
As if to illustrate her point, there was a loud ripping sound as Freddy tore a hole in the fur on Foxy's side. Foxy retaliated with a bite to Freddy's arm, cracking the metal underneath.
"You might want to file Foxy's teeth down a bit while you're at it…" Jason pointed out.
Molly nodded, watching the fight progress. They both knew there was nothing they could do but wait for six a.m. to come and hope that neither animatronic was broken beyond repair.
After what felt like hours but was really only minutes, six a.m. struck and both animatronics stopped their fight. They switched to their day mode the second the time changed.
"Arr, ye be in risk of walking the plank!" Foxy warned.
"At Freddy's, we always make sure everyone has a smile on their face!" Freddy countered.
Molly sighed and nudged Jason in the ribs. Accepting his cue, Jason grabbed his pocket knife, cut open the fur on the back of both the animatronics heads, and shut them off.
"Damn. Time to get to work. Again…" he said, watching them collapse.