Before reading, here's some extra details on the story~

This story happens before "The Bite" and when Foxy was only a cub and part of the Freddy Fazbear's band. Yes yes, I know animatronics can not age, so here's what's up; Foxy has no eye patch yet, no tears, or hook yet. So you can guess he looks a lot younger. Now, if any questions, I shall answer them up here~ On the bottom of the page will be my Author's Section or whatever it's called, I'm trying to increase my writing skills since I am in High-school now. ~ So, enjoy~

Foxy's POV:
Sittin alone in this dark room, where those mechanical bastards sent me.

I didn't want this, now did I?

When I was a lad, I wanted to be in Freddy's band when I first arrived.

You know, Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria?

I thought the first day went well, with me playing the bass and everything, but they told me other things..

"The children don't like you Foxy. You're scaring away all the kids." Bonnie said, glaring at me with his pink eyes.

I looked up at the three band members, my yellow eyes flickering with sadness, "They don't like me...?" My tail lowered along with my ears.

Freddy shook his head, producing little noises from how old the bear was.

Looking at them, I tried not to show any sadness, "I'm sorry I ruined everything.." I forced the words out, no matter how sad I was. I shut down, so I would be awake in the morning.

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My gears started whirling as my eyes opened. I was in a dark room. "How did I get here?"

It was Pirate Cove. Why was I here?

Did they move me?

This crushed me deeply, now I knew they did not want me interfering with their band.

I sat in the middle of Pirate Cove, oil slowly sliding down from my eyes to neck.

No one cared I was gone. Maybe Freddy and the others were right..

My ears suddenly perked at a young child's voice asking, "Where's Foxy, Mommy?"

The female's disembodied voice then replied to her son,

"No one needs that old thing anymore, you'll be fine with the trio right here."

I knew no one would care if I was present on the stage or not, I should of just faced my denial and accepted facts.

The room was quiet until the clicking of the Pirate Cove door unlocking was heard from behind the curtains. A young boy with brunette hair and gentle icy blue eyes sneaked over to where I was currently at which surprised me. The child sat down.

"I always liked you over those dumb robots. Can you tell me a story, Pirate Foxy?"

The brunette's words were barely louder than a mumble, but I could still hear his request from my giant ears.

"Ay, I sailed across the Seven Seas with my ship to find the Treasure Island where secretive golds and riches lay buried deep in the caves. When dockin' my ship near the sandy beach, a bunch of rival pirates started attackin' me-"

I stopped. I'm not a Pirate... This kid must think I'm a pirate by me being in Pirate Cove. Maybe this was something I should get adapted to, maybe kids would like me better this way? I sure did feel happy when this kid paid actual attention to me, maybe I am pirate material..

I then chose a different topic to talk about to the young fellow,

"What be your name, matey?"

"Mike, Mike Schmidt."

Since all the animatronics had high-tech memory systems, I made sure to remember Mike by being my new friend.

Yeah, that's what I'll call him, friend...

Oh my God, I know that was short.But I wanted to get a feel of writing longer than I usually do, don't worry, the future chapters will be long. I'm trying to read all the FNaF but they keep increasing. I have alerts for them too. XD Good job fellow writers out there~ So I wanted to write a story before the writings reached 100 at least. Remember to review~ and give me some things you liked about this story~