(Foxy's p.o.v)

Freddy Fazbear's pizza! A land of joy and fun for adults and children alike! Yeah right.. atleast not if you're me. I have to sit in a dark room, 24/7, and I'm constantly ridiculed by my supposed "friends", because of how I talk. I'm supposed to talk like this, I'm a damn pirate! Not like it matters anyway, nobody gives a damn about me, hell, I'm virtually destroyed, but Bonnie has it worse. He lost an arm and his face.. I think they only treat me this way.. because they're in pain, and bored. I don't know, maybe things.. maybe they'll change one day. I peek out of the door, to see if kids had a better time here than at the diner. I didn't recognize any of them really, except for one. A young boy by the name of Mike Schmidt.

(Mike's p.o.v)

I finally turned 6 today! I get to have my birthday at the new Fredbear's family diner, except they changed the name to Freddy Fazbear's pizza. I like the new animatronics, don't get me wrong, but the old ones were better. I wondered where Foxy was, after all I wore my pirate outfit today just for him. I see a yellow glowing eye peek out of a door labeled "Parts/Service". I immediately smile, wandering my way over there, but the door closes. I frown, then knock. I get a knock from the other side of the door. I giggle, knocking the beginning of a popular song from the diner. To my suprise, whoever was on the other end knocked the second half of the song. The door opens, and I'm greeted by Foxy's toothy grin. "Hi Foxy!"

"Ello lad!"

(Foxy's p.o.v)

I couldn't help but smile upon seeing him. He was like my best friend, he had a season pass at the diner, so he'd be there everyday. Chica lit up like a spark, hugging him tight. Freddy was baffled, he never thought he'd see the kid again. Bonnie, couldn't move sadly, it hurt. However, Bonnie mustered up the strength, and stood up anyway, joining Chica in the hug. Freddy shook out of his trance, joining Chica and Bonnie. I join aswell, soon it was a giant group hug, and.. I was happy. I missed this little guy.. the hug ended a few minutes later, Chica setting Mike down. "So, how ye been Mikey me lad?" I ask with a smile. Mike however looked at all of us, with a worried expression. "Y-you guys are hurt.."

"Aye lad, but it not be yer problem.."

"I-I'll fix you, all of you, I promise.."

"Ye not need ta do that laddy, we be fine.."

"Are you sure..?"

"Aye."

Mike looked around the room, and the others nodded in agreement. But, heard from outside the room, was Mike's mother yelling for him. Mike headed to the door, opening it. He heads out to find his mom, but an older man, about 40, grabs Mike. That.. snapped something in me, that I've never felt before.. I dart out of the room, and jump up, my jaws wide open. As I fall to bite, he holds up Mike. By then, I tried to close my jaws, but they were on Mike's head.. The man drops Mike and scurries off, leaving me with Mike. If I could cry, tears would be streaming down my face. I bit my friend, my companion, my first mate.. Parents surrounded shrieking in terror, paramedics rushing in, hauling Mike away. "I'm sorry.." is all I could muster out.