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I leaked from the stage as Chica and Freddy were getting swaddled in their cloud of fans. Freddy, being the lead singer is crowded by the children, and Chica being the only girl, is covering in small children. I on the other hand sit at the edge of the stage and wait until the next show starts.

Today was especially boring. There were little children, and if we had many they ran to the stereotype machines. I blew at my lip as I plucked my red guitar. A few of the females looked at me, though they continued their hugging Chica. I longed so often for a hug, for something lovely and warm to feel in this coldness.

I stood and without notice, slipped into Pirates Cove. Foxy was a quiet soul, and I a very shy one. Therefore, we made very good company. I sat next to the stairs leading to his confinement. The 'Out of Order' sign mocked him as he stepped outward.

Foxy had always been a handsome machine. His red hair flew in front of his glowing yellow eyes, and it shone with each swift movement of his face. He was very tall, though I was only a couple inches taller than him. His dark pirate coat was running down his thin body, and his ears were locked forward. I had always admired his resistance in walking, because his leg was so torn apart.

He leaked down the steps and sat next to me. His ears pricked at the sound of my guitar getting slowly plucked. He was always like this when I played my guitar. He looked mesmerized by the thin strings making a harmonizing melody. He smiled, and bobbed his head slightly.

This reminded me of Shadows. How they always listened to music through headphones. I twisted my head trying to imagine him as one. His entire figure went black, and his yellow eyes, to which I admired so dearly, were now a deep white. I became so fixated on my own day dream that I hadn't noticed his sudden movements.

His body shook violently, and his spine seemed to pop out of the jacket covering his back. I insistently dropped my guitar and put my hands on top of his shoulders. His shaking made my own body shudder. Suddenly he looked up at me. I backed away, for basic fear of being struck.

His eyes were replaced with the soulless ones Goldie tends to have. He didn't do this too often, but it was often enough for me to fear it. I jerked back to the party room from him. He didn't follow. It was like a barrier. He paced the door for a couple minutes, his dark boot clicking as it hit the ground. I hated that sound.

Freddy and Chica were still getting followed by children. Once again I felt unwanted, just as Foxy was. I can't say I'm as bad as him, but I often feel like I am. Not many children like me, I'm known to be one of the scariest animatronics. That's not much to be proud of when there's a child's body trapped inside of you. I want to be normal, as Toy Bonnie, Mangle, Toy Freddy, and Toy Chica were. But I can't.

Foxy's pacing had begun to scare me. I attempted to back away, only to find myself locked into a position that I couldn't get out of. He gave a long screech before breaking to his knees. I wanted to help him, but fear was overwhelming. The child's body inside me jerked. I needed to help him. It wanted me to help him. But I couldn't.

I walked backwards, ignoring him completely. His screams still echoed inside my head. I can't. I just can't leave him. But I'm going to. The child's body once again jerked. I sighed. Why was he fighting for his life?!

He already lost!

There's nothing to gain!

Why does he want me!

Why me?!

I dragged my fingers across my red eyes. Why does he want me to help him?! I can't! I just can't! He needs to quit! I stepped back to the stage, ignoring the screeching claws falling down the walls from the other room.

Because I'm only human!

And I bleed when I fall down!

I'm only human!

And I crash and I break down!

Your words in my head.

Knifes in my heart!

You build me up

And then I fall apart!

'Cause I'm only human!

I'm only human!

I'm only human!

Just A Little Human!  -Human