EVENING OF THE SECOND DAY

"Hi Bonnie. Uh…who's the guy behind the curtain? An alarm sorta when off earlier today…"

She shifted a bit, "Foxy. He's shy."

"And the alarm?"

"Alarm?" seems she doesn't understand. Maybe not completely aware during the day?

He had put down the camera then turned back only to flinch; a big harry snout was now poking out from the curtains, "Yikes! Is this him?"

Bonnie bowed to see the screen, but didn't seem to be able to make anything out. Her eyes furiously adjusting only to get an "ERORR unable to process." Her poor eyes must just be too weak.

Sighing he shrugged, "It's alright. When this place shuts down maybe you can get upgrades!"

"Shut down?"

"Yeah, didn't you know? They're going to close this place soon. Nobody's going to come here anymore."

The rabbit clammed up, and soon disappeared.

This time Foxy was now half way out the room.

Dragoon concernedly whistled, "Oy; Foxy Loxy. You ani't looking to well…" he really wasn't; cut up chest, mostly exposed legs and wiring, he seemed more ragged and dirty then the others. "I wonder…"

*Bring…Bring…*

"Yay! Mr. Phone guy!"

A bit of a cough and he started to speak, "Hello? Hello?*cough* You made it! Wonderful, uh…the guys get more active as the week goes by…so I'll keep this quick. Y-you better check on them while I speak and everything…might come up and surprise ya."

Well….Bonnie did visit very early compared to last time, but Chicka hadn't moved yet and all that was different was the new Mr. Foxy.

"Yeah uh…Freddy only really moves in the dark…heh better not lose power then eh?"

Dragoon checked the camera, Chika was gone...and for the first time since arriving Freddy had moved; if only to turn and face the camera.

The phone said something about the door and lights but Dragoon lost it in his sudden spike of fear.

"…I am not implying that you are in danger. Ahem, anyways also check out pirate's cove; the character in there's been down for a while but he still gets up at night but only if you haven't looked at him for a bit must be shy."

"SAY WHAT?!"

"Anyways I'm sure you have this all under control, soo uh…talk to ya soon."

Dragoon started slamming that panel, "oh no Oh No OH NO OH NO AWW HELL NAW!"

THE THING WAS OUT!

To anyone in a fifty yard radius we apologize as Dragoon screeched the girlest scream ever seeing that guy run down the hall all like a zombie on crack.

The Foxy rushed in, arms out, trying to grab his head, and hunter training kicked in so hard it bordered on sub atomic speeds.

He grabbed the arms of the fox, it shuttered in a stuck matter as he held firm; though it had descent strength which would normally crush a human's bones it simply could not compete to modern day reploid might.

Before he could further break himself Dragoon told him, "Hay! Foxy boy! Why not introduce yourself before you grab for me eh?" Clear calm in text, but had he said it aloud he'd be nervous as all beyond heck.

Foxy went slack, backed up, and looked…delightfully surprised.

"You…you wanna talk?!"

"Sure!"

Foxy clapped, "Yay yay yay! Bonnie was right! You wanna talk!" he put his hands behind him and shook looking at the floor guilty, "I-I'm sorry! I just…was so excited, and Bonnie said you don't have a costume so I just wanted to help!"

He jerked to a stop, "You have what the old owner would call, 'excellent pipes!'" In a kind of reverend sort of way.

"You can hear me?"

"Oh I can't hear the children speak but I felt it in my chest and eyes!"

"Darn."

Foxy held his hands and looked excitedly around, "I know! I would love to hear! Wouldn't it be cool? I wanna know what the color red is! And how to spell my name! And go see Niagara Falls!" he went stiff again, "But…no one who can speak like us knows, and without ears I can't learn."

He snorted, "Freddy might know. But Freddy…" another shiver.

Dragoon listened and watch enraptured, he was far more animated then any of the others! So excited and he moved a lot more than the others! …but he was also far more damaged then previously thought, and it looked like he hadn't gotten any care in several years.

"Oh pardon me! Where are my manors?"

Standing tall he put a hand to his chest and his voice box suddenly screeched out, "YARR! I be I be Foxy the f x! Scu-Scurge of the sev sev en en en sea's!"

Back to the happy shy movement he laughed, "Oh I hope that was the right message! It's been so long!"

Giggling like the big dork he was Dragoon clapped, "That was- oops that was wonderful! It was the right one! I finally got to meet a real pirate!" he knew Foxy wasn't really but it would be fun joking right?

Nope, "Pirate? What's a pirate!"

Now that was just sad, "I can't believe no one's told you!"

"Aww..."

Without warning his jaw SNAPPED. Not any kinda normal snap; the hydraulics could easily take out an arm!

"Sorry that happens sometimes..."

Or a skull…

"Foxy, are you out of commission cause you…bit someone?"

"Bit?" he looked confused, "I don't know…" when his jaw snapped again Dragoon decided he didn't like that.

"Open up wide Foxy; I'm going to help you."

He slowly did so and Dragoon looked in; it was defiantly old, parts looked broken and sticky, and the safeties were shot.

"Well there's your problem! This might hurt and feel weird for a bit, but trust me it's for your own good."

Normally, even Dragoon would not shove his hand into the maw of a dysfunctional robot but friendship and all.

Tenderly he slowly reached in, and grabbed the hydraulic line, the other hand holding a Swiss army knife also slipped in and…

Had he been a tenth of a second slower would have had massive cuts in his arms. Suffice it to say he had managed to cut the line before Foxy could accidently put power into it.

"Am I better now?" Foxy's jaw hung limp and he tried to move it, "Oh you're right that is kinda weird!" but he seemed pretty happy, "but a pirate? I'm a pirate? I wonder if the others know what a pirate is!"

"I'm sorry but I don't know what one is."

Foxy jumped and turned; it was just Bonnie but, "Yikes! You're good at that! Also it's great to see you again!"

Bonnie was finally breaking the creepy nonmoving act, and nodded looking a little sad as she saw him, "I'm sorry. But you know…"

Foxy waved her off, "Never fear! Well fear him, not me or…oh I'm not good at talking quite yet."

Dragoon 'smiled' "That was a good effort; human expressions are the hardest to use right."

"Humans? What's a human!"

Oh.

Oh this wasn't good.

Dragoon kinda rubbed the tip of his nose to try and calm his nerves, "Eh…the children?"

"OH! You're smart! Will you tell me more?" he gave his puppy eyes, er… puppy eye; the other twitched and was cracked.

The hunter put a hand on Foxy, after his reprogramming he couldn't help but feel like he had to help out weaker minded robots. And this guy…he dissevered this. They all did. "You know I'll do you one better; heck I'll do you all one better! I'm going to get you out of here; today, so you can go get the upgrades and learn to your hearts content!"

Bonnie and Foxy froze, Foxy with a face full of joy and Bonnie of disturbance, she shook, "You could probably get Foxy out tonight, but not me. Forget about Freddy the regular workers would not be happy I was missing."

Dragoon blinked, "I forgot you weren't reploids."

The two others glanced at each other.

"That aside, we need to think of a plan."

There was silence, and much chin/snout rubbing.

A crackle of a transmition, "Bring a disguise. Say one of your hunter friends is coming over. Say you like your job here and want to get them a free inspection. Maybe say it'll be some kinda of good word for possible buyers."

This long bit of coherent speech didn't come from Bonnie or Foxy.

But Chika. Right beside him.

"Chica?!" flinching but with a big smile, "You're a genius! That's perfect; hunter's got holo disguises and we do random inspections all the time this'll work!" he really wanted to hug Chica, but he swung his arms up and she held hers up in a 'no' way, grimacing as if it would hurt.

"This is great! Does anyone have a phone? The one in here is a landline and doesn't work anymore."

The light flickers and Bonnie and Chika disappear.

Foxy kneels down and bugs Becky for a bit, while Dragoon checks the cameras.

Freddy's right up in the camera now, eyes blacked out from the light…

"Found one." Cicka tossed him a fairly new and expensive phone, "What the heck? This place is going bankrupt! Why does he have a better phone them me…!"

Dragoon shook his head in mild disgust as he went and called the only guy who'd ever be awake at this hour…

"AGGGGGGGRRRRRR….." Axl was tearing his hair out, "Why, Why, WHY did I ever play Pokémon with him? Why did I ever even bet on a Pokémon battle? NNNNNNAaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnn….."

Charging through the halls he found the requested items; a mid-to-large holo disguise, a mid-to-large rain shield, an umbrella in case it didn't work, and a slice of Hannah's lemon dream cake. (He got really really hungry!)

He ignored the freshly awoke X's worried, "Hay I heard yelling-" with a loud, "Gotta go delver stuff to Dragoon, buy me candy while I'm out."

Hopping into a teleported he got within about a good 4 blocks from the building.

And he saw why Dragoon wanted the umbrella.

Growling and cursing under his breath he walked as quickly as he could through the torrent, "What the hell is this moron doing anyways?"

Grumbling he approached the cruddy cheap building, and slammed on the door.

It opened without a protest, and Axl dashed in shouting, "Depth! Depth Dragoof! Where are you, ya idiot?" it was dark as hell in here. The power musta got cutoff.

With a flashlight he traveled though the empty main dining room, he walked passed the kitchen to a hallway were some one stood the the end halfway into a door.

"Hello? Have you seen a big oversized fish thing dude guy 'round here?" they ignored him, "Yo! I'm talking to you!"

In a huff he strode over to them; they were some big fat purple mascot thing, looking into a room playing music. It matched the ugly graffitied walls; 'it's me!' oh how rebellious….

"H-E-L-L-O? Quit ignoring me you stupid-"his voice was cut off by the sight he saw.

The rabbit looked in; terrified, as did a cowering Falling apart Fox thing, this chicken duck abomination and Dragoon hiding pathetically behind a tablet; his eyes wide as dish plates.

They were looking at a bear.

It was completely silent, the music stopped playing. The Bear stood somewhat threatening with pitch black shiny threatening eyes.

But it was still a stupid bear, "What the hell are you all doing?"

At that; a ding, the lights suddenly turning on, several collected breaths were dropped, and the bear vanished from sight.

Axl glanced about, "The hell's going on?"

Dragoon laughed, "Oh Axl you're a life saver! Freddy almost had us!"

"Who almost had what?"

"Eek!" he squeaked in joy, "You got the stuff! Even the cake!"

"Seriously you going to explain or not?"

"Oh sure I'll explain, just help me with Foxy here!" pointing at his ailing companion, it waved merrily at him.

Good lord that was creepy, "Alright…I take it he needs to go to the repair bay?"

"Oh he's gotta go into the full body repair and upgrade dungeon of ultimate pain."

Axl gaged, "Douglas?! Yikes, this guy looked bad but…you sure it's that bad?"

"Foxy say hi."

The transmition surprised him, surprising him more with, "Hi! Am I saying hi to Mr. spikey hair exoskeleton? Hi Mr. Spikey hair exoskeleton!"

Before he could say anything Dragoon wrapped an arm around his shoulders and walked him away, "Don't ask you'll never win with them."

With that, the three left the building; Foxy looking like he had never even heard of the idea of 'outside.' Who started asking very weird questions.

"What this hard black stuff were walking on! What's that flying thingy with the beak! Why are there so many exoskeletons?! What's this stuff falling from the ceiling!"

(AN: Oh no the devidy line is suddenly gone, I how these dashes make up for it. EDIT: hopefully fixed)

(Anyways I feel this chapter is not as good, but I still like it. I was much slower this time cause school's starting to pick up and I had stuff to do. I hope you continue to enjoy this here little story!)