2:30 AM. he was dead! he was so dead! he raced through the building.

"oh god! oh god! oh god!" Mike whimpered. he slid into the office and slammed the doors shut. he could head Bonnie and Chica slam into them and sighed. "I will never be late again." Mike panted. he'd forgotten about his job as he was visiting his mother in the local hospital. he checked the door lights then checked the camera's, sighing when he found the trouble makers, and opened the doors. Chica sat in the kitchen rubbing her beak.

"ouch! that night guards a jerk!" Chica exclaimed. Bonnie nodded rubbing his nose.

"here let me help you with that Chica." Bonnie said. he bent her beak back to it's original shape.

"thanks Bonnie." Chica smiled. Bonnie nodded.

"so? how'd it go?" Freddy ask tauntingly.

"he runs about as fast as that stupid Fox!" Chica hissed.

"I told you. when I used the computer to look him up he was a world champion runner." Freddy chuckled. Bonnie and Chica glared at him.

"look all we want to do is get out hands on him and claim him as ours." Bonnie said. Freddy laughed.

"if anyone's going to claim him it's going to be me." Freddy said. "your not going to claim him and get him to join into your weird relationship." Freddy laughed.

"shut up! you know the rules, who ever gets to him first wins and we decided we love each other and if one of us gets him, he's ours!" Chica said. then headed out to try and get Mike. they hadn't told Foxy of this, for they didn't like him, Foxy just simply liked to see if he was fast enough to get into the office. he peaked out of the curtain and waived, smirking, at the camera. he could hear Mike yelp.

"no! keep your ass in there Foxy!" Mike exclaimed. Foxy's ears drooped. why didn't anyone like him? he'd never hurt anyone. Mike swallowed hard and screamed slamming the door shut, seeing Chica. he checked Pirate's Cove again and Foxy was completely off stage, but still there. "no! that's not fair!" Mike swallowed hard. he screamed loudly when Freddy came through the door. Mike whimpered softly and backed up, hitting the other door button. he froze hearing a growl. he swallowed hard and turned his head, there stood Foxy. "o-oh god! I'm dead!" Mike cried. he scrambled away from them both, but Foxy seemed to follow him. he backed him into a corner and faced Freddy, growling.

"beat it Fox! he's mine!" Freddy growled . Foxy pulled out his sword.

"bring it fat ass." Foxy smirked. they fought. Foxy seemed to be loosing, parts of him flew off everywhere. Mike watched horrified as the bear ripped one of the Fox's ears off. Mike cried out ducking when he was almost hit with a stapler. Foxy managed to fight Freddy out of the office and slammed the door shut. he turned panting and angry, looking at Mike. Mike whimpered and pressed into the wall, pulling his legs to his chest. Foxy dropped his sword and knelt down in front of Mike. "are ye okay?" Foxy ask panting.

"ar-are you going to kill me?" Mike ask, face streaming with tears. Foxy seemed shocked and his ears drooped. everyone would always look at him and assume the worst. he couldn't help the way he looked. he shook his head, looking hurt at Mike.

"why would I do that? I jus' saved yer life." Foxy said. Mike still looked unsure as tears ran down his face. he flinched when the animatronic reached his paw out. he closed his eye's tightly and prepared for death, but all he felt was a gentle touch on his cheeks. he sniffled and looked fear fully at Foxy, who was wiping his tears away. "are ye hurt?" Foxy ask. Mike looked himself over, noticing his bruises and a cut, from scissors being thrown.

"i-it's just a little blood. I-I should be okay." Mike said. Foxy didn't accept that for an answer and brought over the first aid kit. he bandaged Mike's leg, after tearing his pants away from the wound. Mike watched him and spotted something. he cried out and scrambled back. Foxy swung around with Mike's chair and slammed it across Bonnie's face. the rabbit stumbled back and growled at Foxy, tackling him and ripping his tail off, Foxy screeched. he reached for his sword, but Bonnie broke it in half and tossed it aside. Mike cried out loudly when pat of the broken blade lodged it's self into his arm. since it was the blade, he couldn't pull it out. Foxy roared in anger and kicked Bonnie off him, throwing him out of the room. he shut that door as well and turned to the breaker on the wall. he shut off the power for the doors and they stayed shut. he knelt beside Mike again, looking torn and tired.

"this may 'urt, but it needs to come out." Foxy said. Mike nodded slightly, turning his head away as Foxy grabbed the blade. he cried out when Foxy pulled the blade out of his arm. Foxy worked quickly and bandaged the wound. "are ye alright? he didn' get ye any where else?" Foxy ask. Mike shook his head, staring fearfully at the Fox. Foxy's ear drooped slightly, seeing the fear in his eye's and stood, walking over to his tail. he tried to get a good look at where it was supposed to be at, but he couldn't. Mike, seeing his ear and hook lay on the floor, snakingly stood and grabbed them. he shakingly tapped Foxy's back and the Fox looked at him. "yeah lad?" Foxy ask.

"thanks.... I-I could fix you i-if you'd let me." Mike said. Foxy looked shocked and he narrowed his eye's.

"what kind a game ye playin' lad?" Foxy growled. no one ever offered to help him, hell, the owner of the restaurant had to pay twice the amount of money he paid to get the others fixed, just so someone would fix him up. Mike flinched back, trembling slightly. he looked fearfully at Foxy.

"n-no game... y-you helped me. I-I wanna he-help you." Mike replied. he held up the parts he'd found slightly. "I-I can f-fi-fix you up. I k-know how." Mike added. Foxy's glare softened and he nodded slightly. Mike swallowed and walked closer. he looked up and blushed slightly. "yo-your going to have to kneel down or something." Mike said, being extremely short. Foxy nodded and sat down. the others watched the exchange through the windows. Mike managed to put Foxy's ear back in, apologizing quickly when the Fox flinched in pain. Foxy nodded and Mike held up the hook. "ca-can I see your arm?" Mike ask. Foxy nodded and held up his right arm. Mike frowned slightly. "I don't think this one's going to go back in as smoothly. th-this might hurt." Mike said. Foxy nodded watching him as he worked. he yelped and jerked slightly. "sorry! sorry!" Mike exclaimed jumping back. Foxy winced rubbing his arm.

"it's alright." Foxy replied. he stood and he tail fell from his lap. Mike picked it up and looked it over.

"I may have to call a repair man for this." Mike muttered. he saw Foxy's ears droop and went over to the desk. "let's see... ah-ha!" Mike exclaimed. he pulled out a manual.

"what be that lad?" Foxy ask. Mike held it up for the Fox.

"it's your manual. Frank, the owner, had these in a box at his house, so he put them here. I remembered seeing them. I wonder if it can tell me how to fix your tail...." Mike said. he flipped through the book and after about thirty minutes, Foxy's tail was back in place, wrapped with bandages to keep it tight.

"thank ye Mike." Foxy nodded swishing his tail.

"does this mean he won?" Chica ask pouting. Freddy shook his head.

"not yet." Freddy replied. "we can't let that thing win." Freddy growled. they turned back to the window. Mike slipped in the puddle of oil and blood and yelped. Foxy's arm shot out and caught him. he lifted Mike up and sat him on the desk.

"thanks." Mike said, relaxing. he watched Foxy clean up the liquids and checked his watch. 4:30. Mike shrugged. "wanna play a card game?" Mike ask. Foxy looked at him questioningly.

"a what?" Foxy ask. Mike laughed and hopped off the desk, pulling some cards out of one of his drawers.

"I keep them here for when I get here early. I can teach you some." Mike said. Foxy looked uncertain.

"and why would ye wanna do that? why are ye helpin' me? no one helps Foxy the Pirate screw up." Foxy said his ears drooping slightly. Mike frowned and in a moment of bravery, hugged Foxy tightly.

"your not a screw up! I actually think your cool." Mike said. Foxy smiled, his tail wagging slightly.

"why thank ye." Foxy smiled.

"I used to come here when I was a kid." Mike smiled. he then chuckled. "it was the year of Pirates for all the world apparently. I thought you were the coolest thing in the world." Mike chuckled. Foxy smiled brightly.

"why thank ye lad. that means a lot to ol' Foxy." Foxy smiled. Mike took off his hat and there was a scar. "what happened there?" Foxy ask.

"oh this?" Mike ask pointing to the scar. Foxy nodded.