If a robot could cry, that's what Foxy would have been doing. The closest thing he had to that was the blood that leaked out of his eyes. He sighed and tried his best to wipe the blood away. Ever since 1987, Foxy was put out of order. Foxy wondered what came over him. He always enjoyed the children's company and wound never DREAM of hurting them. Foxy looked down at his battered suit.

The day after he attacked that girl, the master ordered to put him out of order. He didn't want to but...he was dangerous, he let them. They took off the legs of Foxy's suit and that's all they where able to do. The thing came over him again and he attacked the men who where taking him apart. The men had enough brains to fight back with their tools. One of them took a big wrench and slashed his chest open, revealing the exo-skeleton underneath.

Foxy heard a scream and he snapped back into reality. He got up and looked through the curtains. It was 2:14. Bonnie or Chica must have scared the new security guard. Freddy and the gang...once they saw him...it would be game over for Foxy. Foxy knew he wasn't safe in his cove. He wanted to get to the room with the metal doors. He knew that each security guard wouldn't let him in but he kept trying.

"The coast is clear..." Foxy murmured to himself and leapt out behind the curtains, sprinting down the hall.

Foxy was incredibly fast, so he was able to get to the security room in to time.

Before he reached the door he heard a girl screaming, "STEVE!! STEVE IS COMING!!!"

Foxy heard a crash and he poked his head into the room. He saw that the girl had tried to press the button to close the door but had thrown her tablet into the air instead, having it fall to the floor. Foxy opened his mouth to ask if he could stay in the room but the thing took over and screamed. The girl screamed, too. Foxy noticed something. Usually, the security guards would faint, or die of a heart attack. This one was different. She just kept on screaming along with the thing. Staring into its eyes, terrified. Foxy read the name that was on the name tag. It read "Ivan" and then something crossed off.

Foxy read the name again. Ivan....Ivan....
Ivan...
Ivan...
Ivan...
Ivan...
Ivan.
Ivan.
IvanIvanIvanIvanIvanIvanIv--
No.

The thing stopped screaming, letting Foxy to close his mouth. It didn't close all the way, not any more. The girl kept screaming, staring into Foxy's eyes. She eventually ran out of air and stopped, sucking in air. Her eyes darted around Foxy's face, waiting.

Foxy didn't know what to do. But something.....something.....he was remembering something.....that name....that name....Ivan....he knew that name.....

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He decided that "Ivan" was a horrible name.