The Fox of Fazbear's ( FNaF Fanfic, Foxy's PoV )

Twelve AM.

Just as I suspected, the Bear isn't happy. I saw him whisper to his stagemates, and they've both gotten off already. Why doesn't that guy realize that killing the security guard won't bring us back to life? It's stupid! It makes him just as bad as the sicko who stuffed us in the first frickin' place. But I guess there's no reasoning with him, especially considering he's going to stuff me if he gets his dirty bear paws on me. 

One AM.

I definitely need to get to the guard's room. The other two are getting more aggressive and I know Freddy is staring at the camera. But I can't let him see me, otherwise he'll just close the door on me and I'll be risking my life for nothing. But if I can grab him and get him back to the Cove, he'll be safe. I know they won't come in after him. They avoid my curtain like the plague. 

Two AM.

I keep seeing glimpses of Freddy out of the corner of my animatronic eyes, but it's.. not him. He's still on the stage, at least for now. This one's weird, too. It's not brown, it's yellow, and it doesn't seem to move - more like it teleports. Am I going crazy? Can ghosts go crazy? I hope not. I'm already dead and inside a robot that's the equivalent of dead. I don't need my spirit-mind going nuts. At least this "new" Freddy doesn't seem to be doing anything.

Three AM. 

I'm getting ready to bolt down there. Bonnie's nowhere to be seen, so the dummy probably locked himself in the supply room again. If I'm quick, I can make it, but Freddy's gotten of the stage and melted into the darkness, so I can't be too careful. For now, I'm just peeking out of the curtain, looking for him to make sure he won't be right behind me. 

Four AM.

Bonnie's made a reappearance, but he was never the fastest robo-spectre out there, so as long as he's not right outside the security door, I can out-maneuver him. I think Freddy is hiding in the bathrooms - probably the woman's bathroom, Jason was the kind of kid to trip just so he could look up a lady's skirt. What a weirdo. Just as soon as the red light on the Pirate's Cove camera flicks off, I can make a run for it..

Five AM.

Alright, the light's gone out. It's time for me to run.. Bonnie's not down the hallway, Freddy is nowhere to be seen.. Chica never comes over here anyway.. I think I'm in the clear! Just a few.. more.. steps.. nononono! Ugh, darn it! I guess he caught me just as I made it down the hallway, the door's closed on me.. couldn't help but knock, right? I knock my metal hand against the door, but it doesn't do me any good. If only I could still talk.. but no, I have this animalistic screech for a voice now. No point in sticking around any longer, I'd better go back to the Cove, before someone else shows up..

Six AM.

I'm back behind my curtain, not really looking forward to the long day's wait. I'm sure our security guard has quickly left the building, and the others make their way back to the stage, Freddy practically oozing angry energy. Either I'm going to have to get to the office a lot sooner tommorow night, or the guard's going to have to be quick on his toes, otherwise I'm afraid Freddy will get this one, too..