Aye, twas the day. The day me life would change. I be Foxy, male pirate fox of Game 1. Just the day before the last, Goldie announced the Hunger Games. Trained, we did. Now we be awatin' the drawing.

"Hello, residents of Game 1! You all know me, Spring Bonnie! Welcome to the drawing!" His voice be booming from the stage.

"You guys are the first to get drawn, and then you will travel with Fredbear and I to Game 2! Shall we get on with the drawing?" He looked at Goldie, and they nodded to each other.

"Okay! Our first contestant from Game 1! Is..." He reached his hand into the bowl, then pulled out a paper.

"...Bonnie!" He says. I hear the matey gasp in the crowd. Bonnie was me friend, and me instincts be telling me that this was not going to go well. Bonnie walks up to the stage, and as he passes by me I tell him something.

"Aye, do good for me, will ye?" I whisper. He nods and keeps walking.

"Hi there! Are you excited?" Spring Bonnie asks cheerfully as me friend steps on stage. Bonnie does nothing except shake Spring's hand and sit down.

"Okay! Our second contestant from Game 1, and then we move on to Game 2! Let's see who it is!..." He be reaching back into the bowl, and he pulls out another piece of paper.

"Our second and final contestant from Game 1 is... Foxy!" He calls. It be me! I do nothing but stand there, jaw wide open.

"Come on up!" Spring calls. I step slowly to the stage, me feet clankin' against the ground. Once I be getting up there, Spring doesn't do anything except shake me hook. I be sitting down next to Bonnie when he tell me something.

"You know one, if not both of us, will have to die, right?" He says.

"Aye."

"What do we do if it's only us left?"

"Aye, uh. I don't know." But I can't finish because I feel hands pushing on me back.

"Where we be going?" I ask Spring Bonnie, because he be the one pushing me.

"Into the van! Let's go to Game 2!" He says enthusiastically. Bonnie and me are pushed into the van, me back with hands all over it. It's a spacious van, even with me and Bonnie in it. We sit next to each other. I can see he be looking nervous, so I try to calm him.

"Hey, don't worry. Ye going to be fine." I say. He looks at me, relief in the pink eyes.

"You mean it?"

"Aye."

"Okay."