Chapter 2: The Second Attempt
The sounds of the argument had made its way across the pizzeria, able to slice through the noise of pots and pans being dropped onto the tile floors. Immediately, Bonnie forgot about the cookie sheet that was flung by their feet and looked towards the heavy metal doors.
"Oh my…" the rabbit frowned slightly, wrinkling their almost button shaped nose. Arguments always seemed to end in a disaster for Bonnie, their mind still referring back to the particular incident that left Foxy torn apart. The scrawny android slowly made their way to the entrance of the room, opening the door enough to get a slight peek outside. All that could be seen was Freddy making his way towards the back halls and Foxy closing the purple curtains of his cove.
As if reading Bonnie's thoughts, Chica turned her head to look at the purple haired rabbit and then towards the small gap between the rusted doors of the kitchen. The shorter android didn't seem concerned in the least, simply shrugging her shoulders and digging through the piles of pots and pans once more.
"Don't mind those two, Bon Bon." Her voice held an amused tone as she flung a rather large skillet over her shoulder and towards the wall behind her. "They're just trying to see who has the bigger dick."
"Chica!" That statement immediately dragged Bonnie from their thoughts as they turned to face the short and plump woman. "That's highly inappropriate, especially if it's a serious altercation!" The rabbit frowned as they took one last glance outside again. Chica, despite her vulgar phrasing, certainly had a point. If there was something seriously wrong, Bonnie was certain they would find out pretty quickly. Either it would be Freddy attempting to tear up the fox worse than he already was, or Goldie would have made an appearance if he thought Freddy was even remotely threatened. The relationship Freddy and Goldie had was a peculiar one, perhaps even odder than Freddy and Foxy's. But then again, the rabbit was never the type to ask their boss of his relationships in the pizzeria.
Bonnie was so caught up in their thoughts that they failed to notice how silent the kitchen had become or even the footsteps behind them. The next thing the rabbit knew, their back was pressed up against the wall and a tight grip kept their body in place.
"Just stop worrying. Relax." Chica's voice was surprisingly soothing for once as she kept the taller android against the wall, having to stand on her toes to maintain eye-contact with them.
Bonnie didn't even have a chance to respond as Chica leaned forward, pressing her lips against theirs. Despite how rough the shorter android was, her kiss was gentle and comforting. It was hard to worry about any of the current events of the pizzeria as the rabbit slowly placed their arms on the chick's shoulders, humming softly as they felt Chica's grip loosen and concentrated more on their kiss. Odd relationships seemed to be a reoccurring theme in the pizzeria, Bonnie and Chica being no exception when it came to their more tender moments. The blonde haired android was always aggressive yet was always willing to treat the taller rabbit eared android as if they were made of glass rather than metal, wires, and layers of silicon. However, the romantic moments were too few for Bonnie's liking, often being treated more as a mere acquaintance at times rather than a lover.
All too soon Chica had pulled away, leaving Bonnie to their thoughts once more as she turned around to the pile of kitchen utensils she had left alone. The rabbit gently put a hand to their lips, watching Chica carefully, now ignoring the world outside of the rotting kitchen the two androids were in.
Back within the Pirate's Cove, Foxy sat himself towards the back of the dusty stage, placing himself beside the wooden treasure chest that held small trinkets for the children to enjoy. The worn down pirate rested his back against the treasure chest, flipping up his eyepatch with his hook as he stared at the faded backdrop of the cove. Inwardly, the redheaded android was screaming at himself for letting Freddy show such dominance over him yet again. Why, the damned bear had nearly snapped off Foxy's right arm, which held his last prized possession. The fox let his gaze slip down to his hooked hand, enjoying how the dim glow of his almost amber eyes reflected in the silver metal. Oh how the fox loved to let his hook pierce the guards' skin, allowing their blood to further stain the tiled floors of this damned establishment.
"Fazbear b' 'avin' no right." The pirate muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing. "First the demon b' takin' me tail, then the mutiny, now this…"
Things were never perfect between the bear and the fox, but at least they had once been friends back in the glory days. There was once a time where Foxy had been desperate for Freddy's attention, to the point where he even tackled the shorter android at random parts of the day and claimed it to be a new game. They had spent countless nights together at the edge of the cove, planning shows or just singing each other tunes to pass the time. Foxy spent time with Bonnie or Chica as well, but nothing was able to excite the pirate as much as Freddy could.
The pirate let out a snarl, slamming his hook down onto the wooden floor. Whatever feelings Foxy once had for his so-called leader had been lost on the day Goldie had ripped him apart and left him to rot, along with the other three androids. No one had tried to fix the damaged fox for several years after that incident. Hell, no one had even bothered to see if poor Ol' Foxy was even still activated. As for Freddy, his dearest and most trusted crewmate, had even stated that the demonic golden bear wasn't to blame and that Foxy had been out of line to begin with!
The fox dragged his hook against the old wood, leaving yet another mark within the stage. His rage was bubbling up once more at the mere thought of the brown haired android and the thought of doing another show with him, being forced to forget the years of isolation and being left to rust.
It took another moment of such thoughts before Foxy finally stood up, finally coming to a solution. Or at least, a temporary one.
If Freddy thought that he could waltz within Pirate's Cove and threaten the Infamous Captain Foxy, well he had better be prepared for the consequences. The fox smirked to himself as he made his way to the torn curtains he loved so much, taking his time to pull open the heavy fabric. The lights of the party room was blinding in comparison to the dark stage, leaving Foxy standing there for several moments to let his eye adjust before the fox could move again. The pirate glanced behind him once more, looking at the poor condition his beloved cove had fallen into. If Foxy really decided to go through with his plan, he was aware that this could in fact be the final time he looked at the Pirate's Cove.
Without giving himself time to reconsider Foxy had jumped off the small stage, wincing as his bare metal legs hit the hard tile floor. The lack of silicone on his sensitive endoskeleton made it that much harder for the pirate to keep his balance, almost causing him to slip. It took a little concentration, but the redhead was able to keep himself steady as he began to walk further into the party room.
The main stage was empty and thanks to the loud racket Chica had caused earlier, it was safe to assume that Freddy was either near the bathrooms or he was closer to the guard's office. The backstage room was definitely off the list, seeing as how Freddy avoided that room as much as possible for some unknown reason. The fox decided to go down the west hallway, figuring that was his best bet. Oh, he was certainly going to make Freddy pay for his actions even if it guaranteed that the fox would be nothing more than scrap afterward, if he were lucky. The thought only made the fox's walk seem more confident. It was a fitting end, if that's what it came down to. To go down fighting was truly a respectable death for such a well-known pirate such as Foxy. The fox's smirk had quickly turned into a manic grin as he made his way down the stained hallway, barely paying any mind to the poster of a certain bear android ripping his own face apart. Within moments, Foxy had soon found his prize.
Freddy stood inside the guard's room, carefully looking over each withered sheet of paper he could find. The bear was on a mission to find any form of clues that could explain what exactly the humans had in mind but, with each useless page he found, his patience wore thinner and thinner. The brunette android's thoughts soon changed from the illegible papers to the latest guards that entered the pizzeria. Sure, there had been a few odd humans in the past few years… But the last few had seemed so enthusiastic… As if they enjoyed the sick and twisted game the androids played. It was rather confusing to say the least.
Freddy was soon snapped out of his thoughts when he felt the familiar cold touch of metal on his throat. Instantly the bear lowered his hands, placing any papers he had neatly onto the rotting desk in front of him. The way the metal was curved against his artificial skin was a dead giveaway as to who was now standing behind him.
"I don't suppose you've come here to apologize for your rude behavior." The bear's voice was calm despite the situation. The metal hook began to dig into Freddy's dark bronzed skin, pulling the smaller android backwards.
"Apologize?!" The pirate screeched, looking down at Freddy as he spun him around. The fox immediately grabbed the shorter android's throat with his hand, shoving him against the desk as he let out another deafening screech. "OI OUTT' T' RIP YE OPEN FER THAT ALONE, FAZBEAR!"
Freddy seemed unfazed by the fox's actions, allowing himself to be shoved against the wood of the desk. Despite how badly the bear wanted to put the unruly pirate back in his place, it was actually amusing to allow the fox some false sense of dominance.
"Well it's only fair." Freddy smirked, loving how Foxy's expression seemed even more enraged. "I only wanted to try to patch things up. To bury the hatchet, if you will. You pirates understand that, don't you? You stupidly bury valuable items after all."
Freddy didn't even give Foxy the option to respond as he grabbed the pirate's left arm, his grip just as tight as it was earlier. Again the sounds of Foxy's endoskeleton giving out soon could be heard, making the moment even more enjoyable for the bear.
Despite the risk of losing his good arm, Foxy still held onto the shorter android's throat. The fury on the pirate's face didn't fade, which surprised Freddy greatly. There had always been even the slightest twinge of fear in the taller android's eyes whenever the tides had been turned against him, but there was no change. There was nothing Foxy could currently do without risking his arm, and there was nothing Freddy could do defend himself that wouldn't get Goldie's attention. For the moment, the bear considered this to be a stalemate. The brunette decided to take this moment to get a better look at Foxy as he waited for the pirate to make his next move.
The lighting of the office was much better than that of the party room, allowing the bear to see more details on the android that had him pinned against a splintering desk. Foxy's yellow eyes looked almost orange in this light, matching his wild crimson hair. The edges of Foxy's mouth was curved downwards with his snarl, showing off the sharp golden teeth. Out of all these smaller details, what caught Freddy's attention was the massive amounts of freckles that decorated the pirate's tanned skin. It had been years since the bear had noticed such a small and adorable detail on the fox.
Back in the day, the bear had been obsessed with counting how many freckles were exactly on Foxy, once even reaching the high thousands on just his face and neck alone. Of course, it had always been under the excuse that the shorter android needed something to do during the long nights.
Another snarl from Foxy quickly brought Freddy's attention back to his current situation, making him frown. It was clear the pirate was here for a fight involving more than insults and a quick show of violence, but such a thing would certainly summon the golden bear to the room. Freddy, against his better judgement, slowly released the pirate's arm. Foxy, in turn, loosened his grip on Freddy, confusion written all across his face.
"Are you looking for a reason to be killed?" The shorter android asked, moving one of his hands to make sure his top hat was still secured on his head. "Do you realize how hard it'll be to continue the shows without you? It's not like we can simply find another android to replace you."
"GO FUCK YER'SELF!" The fox spat, bringing his hook to Freddy's chest. The bear could feel the blunt end of the metal hook pressing against the rolls of his large stomach and slowly move up to his chest, stopping once at the center. "IF OI B' GOIN' DOWN, YER COMIN' WIFF ME!"
The bear simply rolled his eyes, placing his hand onto Foxy's arm once again. This time, he pulled the pirate closer, quickly grabbing his shoulders with both hands.
"If you're so hell-bent on getting yourself deactivated, why not try something other than attacking me?"
This certainly confused the redhead even further, causing him to loosen his grip on Freddy's neck once again. The bear pulled Foxy closer, getting a good view of his expression. Every ounce of the fox's rage had been replaced by his confusion, his bright yellow eyes wide open, and his face no longer scrunched up or hiding any of the freckles on his skin.
It was far too tempting for the bear, being reminded of the first time the two of them had explored the boundaries of their friendship. Without a second thought, Freddy closed the gap between them, pressing his lips against Foxy's. The brunette could feel the fox freeze up but he hardly cared as he kept the kiss going for as long as he could.
It took Foxy several seconds to finally respond, immediately letting go of Freddy's throat and using all of his strength to push the bear away from him.
"Y-Ye've gone mad!"