//------------------------------//
// Meetings 
// Story: Five Nights in Equestria 
// by RandomHamster33 
//------------------------------//

	
“There, Twilight, now they all got a letter,” Spike finished with pride. Said unicorn smiled at her assistant and patted him on the head. 

“Thanks. Now we just wait. We should have plenty of time from when Celestia gets here to, uh, clean up any evidence of disaster that could happen before-hoof. We’ve already patched the holes in the library walls—and, um, door—so we should be all good,” Twilight said. 

“I just hope everything turns out okay,” Fluttershy worried. 

“I’m sure it will.”

“I’m not gonna run ‘way ‘gain if that’s what ye ‘r gettin’ at,” Foxy added. He was sitting on the floor. 

“You don’t exactly know that!” the pegasus retorted sharply, startling the pirate with her biting voice. He looked down and mumbled ‘sorry’ under his breath. 

“Look, I’m sorry, but what happened to you could’ve been the end. We need to be more cautious,” Fluttershy reiterated. 

“Fluttershy is right. If that occurs again, then Princess Celestia might see you as dangerous,” Twilight stated, not mentioning that the princess already knew what he’d done in his past. Wish we knew, the unicorn thought. 

“Aye, ye be right,” Foxy begrudgingly agreed. Twilight patted his head, much to his annoyance. 

“Good,” Twilight said with a nod, “now let’s just get everything ready for when the others get here.” The group (AKA the three natives to Equestria) busied themselves with tidying up the library as much as they could. “Foxy, could you go into the side room until I come and get you? We should introduce you to all the girls at once.” 

“Aye aye,” he obeyed, standing up and padding into the other room. 

It wasn’t long before there was a knock at the door. Spike ran to get it, but the orange farmer barged in, slamming Spike into the wall. Applejack greeted them all with a loud “Howdy!” and strolled forward. 

“Hi, AJ,” Twilight responded, a smile on her face. 

“Now, what’s this thing ya needed me here fer?” the mare asked. 

“You’ll see soon enough. We need to wait for everypony else to get here first.”

“Oh?” Applejack raised an eyebrow and took a seat on the floor, next to Fluttershy. The pair started talking idly as Twilight began pacing the room. It was only a couple minutes later when Rarity’s voice sounded from outside. 

“Helloo~” the unicorn cooed. They heard a few delicate knocks on the door. “Je suis ici! Darling~”

Twilight’s magic opened the door, allowing the fashionista to enter. Rarity trotted in, mane bouncing gently. 

“Hello girls,” Rarity greeted kindly. “What’s the occasion?”

“We’ve gotta wait, Ah guess,” Applejack said. 

“Oh. Well, that’s no problem! I had just finished my order before I got your letter, Twilight. It’s always nice to see friends.” She laid down next to Fluttershy, then crossed her hooves in front of her. Twilight continued pacing . . . 

“Here! Ooh, is it a party? I bet it’s a party! Man, I love parties! Can it please be a party?” Pinkie Pie’s ecstatic voice cut through the air, and a moment later her bright body burst from the bookshelves. Books sprayed down onto the floor from her entrance. 

“Pinkie Pie! It’s not a party!” Twilight exclaimed, her horn lighting to pick up and reorganize the fallen books. 

“Aw, that’s boring!” the party pony whined. “But what are we doing!?” 

“Ya need to chill down and wait. Twilight here ain’t gonna start ‘til we’re all ‘ere. And Rainbow Dash ain’t here yet, so just take a seat,” Applejack announced. She patted the ground beside her with a hoof. 

“Okie dokie lokie!” With a skip and a bounce, Pinkie landed alongside Applejack, rolling on her back. 





“Uh! Where is she?” Twilight growled, annoyed. “Rainbow’s the fastest one of us! How is she not here?” 

“Prolly nappin’ somewhere in mah orchard,” AJ grumbled, rolling her eyes. 

A crash and a bang later, a blue blur sped through the library. 

“Wah!” 

Rainbow Dash spiraled into the very bookshelf Pinkie had sprang form earlier, knocking all the books from the shelves. She was buried in the knowledge and soon her head popped from the middle of the pile. 

“Whoops,” the brash pegasus giggled, “sorry. I was napping—”

“Knew it!” 

“—and didn’t wake up until a passing cloud blocked my rays. I found the letter you sent on my cloud, so I zoomed over as soon as I read it.”

Twilight sighed. “It’s alright. I just wished you would’ve gotten here earlier. We’ve got some big things to go through.” 

“Big things?”

“Yes, you’ll see.” Twilight felt nervousness crashing over her in waves. Oh no, what if this goes wrong? What could happen?

“Fluttershy, if you’d go get him?” the unicorn asked, struggling to keep the tremble out of her voice. 

The creamy coated pegasus nodded, “Of course.” She got to her hooves and prudently walked into the other room. 

“Him?” Rainbow Dash asked. She cocked an eyebrow. “Twilight . . .  did you get a colt-friend?” 

Twilight blinked, leaning her head back. “What? No! This is much more serious than some “colt-friend.””

The cyan pegasus looked unconvinced. She snorted, rolling her eyes. Just then, Fluttershy quickly trotted back into the room. She scurried up to Twilight. 

“Uh, Twilight, Foxy’s starting to have some . . . second thoughts,” the pegasus whispered into her friend’s purple ear. 

Twilight tried not to grimace. “What!? We don’t have time for this!” She caught the look from the other girls, flashing a pained smile. She scooted her and Fluttershy into a side closet. “We need to hurry this along!”

Fluttershy kept a rather calm demeanor. “We won’t have time for him to freeze up either. I’ll see what I can do, but it’s mostly up to him.”

Twilight whined, bouncing on her hoof tips a little bit. “Ooh, please tell him it’s really important to do this! We’d have to introduce him to the girls anyways, so it’s best if as soon as possible—especially since Princess Celestia—the supreme ruler of the nation—is coming to meet him later today!” 

The pegasus nodded. “Yes, so I’ll go talk to Foxy, and then we’ll go from there.”

Twilight sighed, managing a nod. “Alright, I trust you. Thanks, ‘shy.” She smiled at the yellow mare, which was returned with the same gentleness. 

The pair exited the closet, ignored the stares and blank looks they got from the remaining mares, and Fluttershy went into the side area. Twilight waited outside, her pelt itching with tension. 





Fluttershy saw the pirate sitting on the floor, head in his arms. She approached him cautiously. 

“Foxy,” the pegasus said slowly. 

“Rrr, I don’t think I can do it. I can’t meet ‘em all,” he murmured with distress. 

“Why not?”

“I—”

Fluttershy didn’t let him finish. “Is it because maybe this whole situation reminds you of something?”

Foxy stopped. He lifted his head up, studying the normally timid pegasus. “N-no.”

“Oh really? Is that a stutter I just heard?”

“M-maybe.” Foxy glanced away, ears tilting backwards. 

Fluttershy sat down on the floor next to the fox. “What’s really the matter?”

Foxy sighed. “Meetin’ this many at one time, it reminds me ‘a . . . when I was first introduced ta the other animatronics.” 

Fluttershy smiled gently. “It’s okay. Sometimes I can’t do things because of something that happened—even if it was a long, long time ago.” 

“How do ye know so much? I mean, ‘bout this kinda . . . situation.” 

“I’ve been in your position more than a few times. So I understand. Even if you’re a talking, sentient pirate robot fox from another world, I can relate to what you’re going through.” That got a small smile out of him, and Fluttershy allowed herself to giggle slightly. “So, what do you say?” She pushed herself to her hooves. “They’re not that scary—except Rainbow can be a bit intimidating at times. She’s just protective.” 

Foxy’s thoughts drifted back to Freddy in the beginning . . . “I understand that.”





“Are they going to come out anytime soon?” Rainbow Dash complained, rolling onto her back. 

“I’m sure they will,” Twilight said, though she bit her lip as she turned away again. 

Suddenly, the doorknob turned. Fluttershy exited the room, a small smile on her face. Twilight felt one working over her muzzle as the large shape behind her become visible. Foxy ducked underneath the door frame (for he was much too large to fit) and tried to keep calm. 

Rarity was the first to react. She jumped back, all the while screaming. “Ew, ew, ew, ew, get that thing away from me! It ruined my boutique!” 

Foxy frowned, looking to Fluttershy. She gave a quick nod, then took to the air. 

“Now, girls—Rarity—don’t panic, please. If you’d just let Twilight explain,” the pegasus stated. Twilight stepped forward, a calm, collected look on her face. 

“Girls, this is Foxy. He was brought here by Princess Luna for a . . . special reason. Yes, he’s a robot, well, technically animatronic, but he’s friendly,” the unicorn started. Heh, at least most of the time. “I want you all to be nice to him.”

Rainbow Dash, who’d been hovering above the group, swooped down to Foxy. “Hi! I’m Rainbow Dash!” 

“Ah’m Applejack.”

“Pinkie Pie!” 

“ . . . Rarity. Uggh!” the unicorn shivered after she said her name. She grimaced. 

“Rares, be nice,” AJ chided, a smirk on her muzzle. 

Rarity cleared her throat, puffing up her mane as a light blush spread across her cheeks. “Mm-mm, right. Excuse me.” 

Twilight smirked slightly, but quickly glanced over at Foxy. His muzzle was turned down, and he was staring at the floor. 

“H-hey! Foxy! Why don’t you say something?” Twilight quickly interjected, throwing herself forward to change the topic. 

The pirate glanced quizzically at her. “What?”

“He talks! He talks! My life is complete!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed, putting her hoof up to her forehead and falling about as she wobbled around on her back legs. The pink pony finally collapsed in a blur. 

“Yes, Pinkie, of course he does,” Twilight said, an agitated frown on her face. 

“What else can he do, huh huh huh?!” Pinkie leaped forward and gripped Twilight’s face, squeezing her cheeks. “Can he dance or sing or sail a ship ‘cuz he’s a pirate!?”

With a swing of her hoof, the party pony was knocked off. “Will you calm down?”

“It’s Pinkie Pie, telling her to calm down is like telling a fish not to swim,” Rainbow hissed into Twilight’s ear. 

“Yes, I know, but this is a serious matter.” She waved the pegasus away and then raised her voice. “Hey! Listen up!” The group of ponies quickly got into a small huddle, eyes wide and ears perked. 

“This is no joking matter. Foxy is our guest, so I want you all to respect him,” she continued in a serious manner. 

“Okay, but what’s this all about anyways? I don’t get it—it’s sweet, but I don’t get it,” Dash put in, flying up closer to her friend. 

Twilight looked shocked. “What’s not to get?”

“Like this whole situation! What’s the point?”

Twilight sputtered. “Foxy is a creature from another world! How do you not comprehend that?!” 

“But why is here? And why do we”—Rainbow circled her hoof around the four of them who’d just came there—“care at all?” 





Foxy watched with an increasingly aggravated glare. He was sick of them pretending like he wasn’t there in the room with them!  A growl rumbled in his throat. 

For goodness sakes!

“Why are ye all arguin’?!” the pirate finally exclaimed, throwing his arms out. “Aren’t ye ‘friends’ or somethin’? ‘s like a board meetin’ all o’er ‘gain!” 

The ponies stared, mouths open. 

“I’ll be havin’ ye all walk the plank ‘fore this is over.” Foxy shook his head in disappointment. 

“Wow . . . that . . . that was somethin’,” Applejack stammered. 

“You can say that again,” Rarity said. 

Pinkie Pie, without even breaking eye contact with Foxy, repeated, “Wow, that was something.”

“She wasn’t being literal.” That was Rainbow Dash. 

Pinkie giggled, raising an eyebrow. “Then what was the point in saying it?” 

“Ugh.”

“Girls, please,” Twilight said gently. “Foxy’s right. Though I didn’t expect it from him.” She shot him a smile. The pirate shrunk back. His circuits heated up. 

There were a few moments of silence. Suddenly, one pony’s happy voice rang out:

“Who wants to play a game~?” 





“Aw, ponyfeathers!” 

Rainbow’s curse was rather loud in the room. 

“What’s the matter, Dashie, you upset Foxy’s whipping your butt?” Pinkie Pie asked smugly, easing up to her friend. 

“Uh, maybe.” Dash pushed the annoying partier out of her face. 

“Yeah, who knew Foxy was good at poker,” Twilight said casually. She had her cards levitating in front of her face. She shuffled some things around, trying not to show her disappointment at her hand. 

“How did you get so good?” Rarity questioned. She’d gotten over her disdain (mostly) and was rearranging her cards idly. 

Foxy smirked. “Lass, the gang and I played poker all the time. ‘course, I never won—Chica was inadvertently good at the game—she learned from the best.” He sighed. “Freddy could whoop us all fer a time, but when Chica began playin’, she’d beat ‘im by a longshot. Always said he shouldn’t ‘a taught her.” The pirate chuckled, a smile on his muzzle. 

“Sounds that Chica was quite interesting—a lady, good at poker. Unladylike, to me,” the fashionista continued, sniffing. 

“Really, comin’ from you, Rares?” Applejack scoffed jokingly. 

“I’m—I’m not decent at this game!”

“That’s a nice poker face ya got there.” 

“Oh, haha. Very funny.”

“Say, Foxy, you ever play strip poker with your buddies?” Pinkie Pie asked out of nowhere. She glanced up from her cards. 

“I don’t even . . . know what that is,” he said rather unconvincingly. The ponies snickered. 

“How do you even play that? You don’t wear clothes,” Rainbow Dash said, pointing out the obvious. 

“’s nt really ‘strip’ poker fer us as much as ‘take ourselves apart’ poker.” 

Applejack snickered. “Mind elaboratin’?”

“Uh, we can take off parts of our bodies. Like so,” Foxy said, reaching his hand up to his ear. He unscrewed it and set on on the floor. The ponies stared at it until Pinkie whipped her hoof out and grabbed it. She stuck it in the side of her thick mane and grinned. 

“Ya look half fox already,” AJ joked, rolling her emerald green eyes. 

“I do?” the party pony asked, gasping. She leaped to her hooves and pranced around. “Hey, hey, hey! Foxy! Can you give me your other ear?”

The pirate raised an eyebrow. “What’re ye planning ta do with it?”

“You’ll see! Please?”

“Fine.” He took it off and Pinkie immediately took it and put it on the other side of her mane. The two bright red ears contrasted oddly with her cotton candy pink coat, but she didn’t care. 

“I’m a fox! And”—Pinkie quickly sped off and when she came back, she had an eyepatch and a hat with a skull-and-crossbones on it—“I’m a pirate fox! Arrrr!” 

The mane six were all laughing, and Foxy rolled his eyes. It always felt odd without a body part, so he decided to put an end to this. 

“Aye, hand it over,” Foxy ordered, sticking out his hand. 

“But Foxy!” Pinkie whined, “I’m hooked on them!” 

Another burst of laughter from the group. 

“I mean, for fox sake, I’m trying to keep this PG, not pi-rated arrrr, but I think I should be able to wear them for a bit longer!” 

The other mares were splayed over the floor laughing. 

“Can you sea what I’m saying? To think I’d just wave and give you these ears, are you shore you’re not smoking sea-weed?”

Foxy stood up, towering over the little pony by nearly five feet. Pinkie saw the shadow falling over her during her laughter and looked up. 

“Whale, I better stop these puns, you’re not looking very jolly, roger.” 

Foxy blinked. 

“Don’t need to be such a beach about it, though.”

“Lass.”

“Right.” Pinkie Pie shook them out of her mane and bounced away. 





“That was more fun than I thought it’d be,” Twilight commented idly as the rest of the mares were gone. Fluttershy nodded in agreement. 

“And Foxy, I’m very proud that you stepped in,” Fluttershy said, flashing a gentle smile at the pirate. 

“Arr, lass, ‘twas nothing. Your mates are very interestin’ once one gets ta know them,” Foxy stated. 

“I’m glad you think so.” 

Twilight interjected, “But it won’t be as easy in a half an hour.” 

“Hopefully you’re not completely right,” Fluttershy worried. 

“I guess we’ll see.” Twilight looked towards Foxy, a fretful frown on her muzzle





‘’Mike, what in the world?!” 

The young security guard cringed away from his boss’ voice. The older man in front of him scowled, his eyebrows in a v. 

“W-what do you mean?” Mike asked shakily. 

His boss pounded his fist harshly on the table, causing Mike to give a small yelp of surprise and tilt backwards in his chair. He was sent rolling backwards. 

“You idiot! I’m talking about the fact that one of our animatronics went missing! On your shift!” 

Mike shook his head to clear it, clawing his way back to his feet. “I-I don’t know a-anything about that!” 

“How do you not know what happened?! It’s your job to make sure the animatronics are protected during the night.”

“If a thief did break in here, why would they take the only broken one?” Mike asked. 

“Does it matter? All I care about is that we’re losing money!” his boss yelled. 

“Yeah, ‘cuz obviously you don’t care that I nearly get killed every night . . .”

“What was that?”

“N-nothing, sir!” 

His boss stomped around his desk, grabbing Mike by his shirt. The security guard grimaced, leaning as far away from the angry face of his employer as he could. 

“You’re going to find the missing one! I don’t want to the police involved—that’ll just cost more money. We’re barely running this place as it is. If you don’t find it, you’ll be kicked out of here before you can say ‘Freddy Fazbear’!” 

Mike swallowed nervously, nodding. “H-how long do I have?” 

“You’ve got two weeks. If it’s not back by then, YOU’RE FIRED!” 

“Yes, sir!” 

With that, his boss let go of him rather roughly, sending the smaller man skidding across the office. Mike recovered and quickly exited the office, shutting the door behind him. The security guard stumbled down the long hallway to his office to begin the fourth night of his work week. It was only about ten, but Mike didn’t want to go home to Doll. 

Mike fell against the wall, sinking to the floor. He crossed his arms on his knees and buried his face in his arms. 

“What am I gonna do?”





“There’s the princess’ carriage! Quick, Fluttershy, with me!” Twilight yelled, backpedaling away from the window. The pegasus flew forward, then followed her friend outside into the sun. There, Princess Celestia’s guards flew her carriage down from the blue sky. They touched down, and the regal white alicorn stood up to walk off. Twilight trotted forward with Fluttershy flying next to her. 

“Princess Celestia,” Twilight said formally, a nervous tone to her voice. Her mentor smiled down at her. 

“No need to be so afraid, my dear student. I’m sure everything will be fine,” Celestia soothed. She reached down and nuzzled the little unicorn. 

“You’re probably right. Heh.”

“Now where is Foxy?”

Twilight cleared her throat. “He’s inside. If you’d come with me, princess.” She started towards the library. Fluttershy had landed and was walking behind Twilight. The trio entered the library. 

“Princess Celestia, this is Foxy,” Fluttershy introduced. The pirate was waiting in the back of the room, and as soon as he saw the princess standing there, he quickly bowed. 

“It is nice to finally meet you, Foxy,” Celestia said warmly. 

“Same ‘ere, your majesty,” the fox declared. 

“No need to be so far away. You can come closer.” She smiled at him. Foxy glanced around nervously, his ears twitching. “It’s okay. I don’t bite—not on purpose, anyways.” The princess gave a small laugh, while Foxy recoiled. Luckily, she didn’t notice. 

“Come on, Foxy,” Twilight said, nodding her head towards the regal alicorn. With reluctance, Foxy closed the distance between them. He now stood about three feet before Celestia. 

“That’s much better,” the princess stated, smiling. “My, my, quite tall aren’t we?” Celestia could look him in the eye. 

Foxy glanced down at his feet, his circuits heating up. “Er . . .” He trailed off. 

“You’re also very nervous. I assure you, no matter what these ladies might have said, I won’t banish you to the moon.” She rolled her eyes playfully. When there was no response to her statement, she tilted her head. “If I’m making you feel uncomfortable, please let me know. I’m a fair ruler.”

Foxy shook his head. “Jus’ . . . I’m jus’ like this sometimes. . .” 

“It’s fine to be nervous. Luna told me about your”—Celestia coughed softly—“condition. I may seem intimidating, but I’m really not.” The alicorn paused. “How are you getting on?” She took a few steps to the side and simply began browsing the numerous amount of books on the shelves. 

“Fine, so far,” Foxy stammered. He kept an eye on the princess as she went off to the side, but then looked at the ground. 

“Good, good.” Celestia studied Foxy from behind as she paced. 

Hmm . . . Twilight could surely repair him . . . what is she waiting for? Celestia raised an eyebrow at this. And it doesn’t seem as if they’ve done any speaking. I presume he’s not at ease conversing about the . . . topic of which befell that evening. The princess frowned. I might have to intervene . . . yes, I shall speak with Luna tonight when I get back. Then we’ll decide. 

“Ooh, look at the time!” Celestia cooed, eyeing the clock. “I am very sorry about this, but I must go. It was very nice meeting you, Foxy, and I have no doubt I’ll see you again very, very soon.”