(Foxy's p.o.v)

There I sit, in my cove, darkness and silence my only friends. Just like in '87, after I bit my friend. I don't deserve sympathy, or friends, or anyone to care about me. I'm a dumb pirate, and that's all I'll ever be. Luckily we're getting a new nightguard tonight, I'll take my anger out on that poor bastard. Finally midnight rolled around, I give it a few hours. At 3am, I peek out of my curtain, looking at the camera. It's not activated, bad mistake, I get out of the curtain, looking down the hall. The door is wide open, perfect, I grin and run down the hall, jumping into the door. I yell in my high pitched scream then immediately stop. It was my first mate.. Mikey.

(Mike's p.o.v)

The Fox.. he seemed, familiar.. but I didn't remember. He oddly enough stopped screaming. "Uh.. hi..?" I manage to muster out. "Hi lad.. long time no see.." the fox says. "Do I know you..?"

"Ye don't remember..? It be me, Foxy!"

"Fraid I don't.."

"Oh.. well uh.. we be old friends.."

"Well wanna hang out?"

"Why sure laddy!"

Foxy gives a toothy grin, as I smile. Huh, he's cute, I mean for a robot fox of course. I pull up a chair for him and pat it with a smile, as he sits. "So.. ye forgive me?" Foxy asked.

"Of course."

"Really..?"

"Yup!"

I smile, although wondering what he was speaking of, although I didn't really question it. He was my friend after all, he'd never hurt me.