A/N Hey howdy hey everyone! I'm not dead. Yeah so, it was a spinal injury, (but it didn't break) which is why I've been out for so long. (Along with my own laziness.)Worry not, however, as the only reason I'm crying right now is because I'm listening to really sad music and I can't help it! So I know that while I was incapacitated two more FNaF games came out, but don't worry! I might incorporate them in all due time. For now though, I have some plans for FNaF 2 and Alex's relations with those around him. Without further adieu, then first real chapter of the FNaF 2 storyline! Woot woot!

(Side note, the old animatronics are NOT beat up, broken pieces of trash)

"ALEX!" Chica fumed. She was currently chasing the poor animatronic fox through the vents of the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. It had been quite a while since Chica's last boot-up, what with the new place and all, but she didn't lose any of her anger towards Alex's rejection of her pizza.

"What be yer problem lass?! Have ye finally gone bonkers?" Alex cried, hiding behind Brooke, who was doubled over in her chair laughing at Alex's misfortune.

"How DARE you not like my pizza! You just gave it to the-" Chica noticed Brooke grinning, and took a moment to greet her. "Oh, hello Brooke! It's been a while!" Brooke nodded. "YOU GAVE IT TO THE MANAGER AND SAID YOU DIDN'T WANT IT!" She grasped Alex by the neck and hefted him into the air.

"GURK! Chica me lass! Tha' was -GACK- five months ago! And I even said that it'd get stuck in the jaw someducky- ME THROAT! - somechikky decided to put on me face!" Alex was being ruthlessly strangled behind the giggle-prone security "guard".

It was then that Vixen decided to walk into the office in her search for Alex. "Oh why good evening, Brooke! How are you- OH MY GOSH, IS THAT YOU ALEX?" Vixen looked horrified as she saw one of the old animatronics choking a struggling, (seemingly) helpless Alex.

Chica then dropped him, realising she hadn't heard Alex and the Manager's full conversation. "O-oh! I'm so sorry Alex! I didn't hear all of your conversation! Please, please forgive me!" Chica pleaded, on her hands and knees. Where did she learn tha'? Alex thought.

"Eh, it be fi-" Alex began, only to be interrupted by Vixen.

"It's not alright! You hurt my precious Alex!" Vixen said, yelling down at Chica, who was immensely upset. Alex then leaned back to Brooke.

"Erm, Brookie? Since when be I someone's precious?" Brooke responded with a shrug and a giggle. "Vixen, I be alright now. Chica isn't ta blame. Please, calm down." At hearing Alex ask her to stop something for the sake of him, Vixen suddenly realised what she was doing and stopped immediately. "Don' worry 'bout me, Vixen. A dented throat taint nuttin' I can't deal wit. Although, I can' say it don' hurt a bit." He chuckled.

"Well, as long as you're happy..." Vixen said sheepishly. She then took the opportunity to leave.

"I think I'll go make a pizza." Chica said to nobody in particular. She as well left.

"..."

"..."

Alex and Brooke sat in perpetual silence.

"You're so freakin' dense, Alex." Brooke said simply, staring at the fox who was somehow lounging on a hammock with a maximum weight capacity of 250 Lbs.

"Lookie here. Can ye really call me dense now, Brookie?" Alex said haughtily, swinging back in forth in the hammock to prove his point.

"Well no but... THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT!" Brooke yelled, causing Alex to yelp like the fox he is and fall out of the hammock. "We'll discuss this later. Anywho, I've been doing some research, and I found out about this thing called 'Golden Freddy' I thought it was pretty nifty, as this guy might have some answers as to why you're actually able to grow. With what I've found out, he was produced a few years before Freddy." Brooke tossed a file at Alex, who nearly punctured it.

"Who are ye an' what have ye done wit Brookie?" Alex said, faking being mortified. "Brookie would ne'er willingly do more 'an flip troo the cameras, or socialise wit me an' the old animatronics!"

"Har har, Alex. But I could just get rid of those files." Brooke held up a lighter.

"NAY!" Alex realised he shouted. "Ahem, nay it's okay Brooke. I'll jus' be keepin' these in a safer place." Alex said sheepishly, putting them in his costume's inside pocket. Since the refurbishing, Alex had got what the manager's son had called a "Dank" trench coat and a "Swaggerific" new pirate hat. Pre-teens. Alex mentally groaned. The chimes suddenly rang for six, and Brooke and Alex looked up.

"Oh. I suppose you'd better get back to your girlfrie- um, post, Alex." Brooke grinned.

"Ah can it Brookie. See ya tonight." Alex said. With that, the duo parted ways at the end of the hall, wrapping up some of their good times, in exchange for a bit of a more dangerous future...

A/N Hey, I just wanted to thank you guys. I was reading your reviews and comments while I couldn't figure out what to write, and it really made me happy, and helped me finish this chapter. Thank you guys so much for your support, even if the last time I updated was two years ago.

Also, updating this on my b-day. Hope you guys enjoy, and I'll try and update once every three or four days for now!