//------------------------------// // Goodbye earth? *whimper* // Story: Equestrian Fox // by Doukzor //------------------------------// The night shift began as normal. 12:00, and Bonnie had already disappeared from the stage. He moved to the dining room, where A blank stare accompanied the unlucky endoskeleton that would now be watching. A small red light flickered on, and it began to turn around the room. If you were listening closely, you`d be able to hear a small 'eek!' from down the hall. Soon after, Chica had left. Her orange feet clanged on the ground as she began to clatter about the kitchen, throwing pots around... For whatever reason. Bonnie`s purple ears twitched. The camera was off. He loosened his tight unmoving grip from his legs, and banged loudly towards the closet near his destination. As he entered the left hallway (or right depending on where you looked) a small red glow lit his eyes- causing his circuits and and wires to freeze. Chica left the kitchen and began down the right hall. Another light flickered. The big purple bunny (Bonnie) gave a silent thank-you as he entered the closet. From the stage, Freddy waited. He stood as still as a statue, unmoving from his showtime pose. A camera fixed on a section known as Pirate`s cove for a second, and then moved on. Inside, a small silent whisper was unheard. The red light fixed onto the closet. Inside, Bonnie stared at the camera, his head and ears twitching at devilish speeds. Another check on Pirate cove proved for another, yet noticeably louder, whimper. At the stage, Freddy seemed to mumble something, but thankfully, the camera hadn`t been fixed on him. He did face-palm himself for some reason, though. By the office, a gray (yep) human flipped through the cameras. When he put them down, he checked the left door lights, pressing one of the smooth square buttons. Nothing was there. He checked the other open doorway. "GAH!!!" He screamed as he slammed the red door button, causing an iron wall to seemingly fall in front of the yellow robot chicken known as Chica. She made a pouty face, but of course the human didn`t notice. A small tune was heard being whistled from behind pirate`s cove. The yellow chicken slammed her two claw feet over to Pirate`s cove, and shoved open the curtains, to find a curled up bipedal fox sitting on the farthest side. The chicken listened to the whistling fox for a second, before snarling. "You were supposed to attack, idiot!" Chica growled. The fox didn`t move. "Hey! I`m talking to you, Foxy!" she snapped. The one called 'Foxy' looked through his legs at the yellow robot. His crimson fur seemed matted, or of what tiny bit could be. "Go away, Chica" he looked back down. "No! You were SUPPOSED to go out! you didn`t stick with the plan!" she argued at him. Foxy shrugged. "Why do ye need me? I`m just a prop for looki`n at" he whimpered behind his legs. Chica growled, grabbing at the fox robot. "Get here right now! You need to do your job, not sing!" she reached for the arm of Foxy, but he scurried away and to a large wooden boat (okay, not life size) and took to sitting on the edge. "No! Get back here!" Chica growled. Foxy slumped his shoulders. "Why? Ye got Bonnie in ta hallway" Foxy contemplated, his thick pirate accent program kicking in with every word he said. "So? That no-suited freak`ll get by again if you stay in there!" the yellow chicken snapped her free hand to the door. "Now GET!" she screamed. Foxy slowly made his way to the edge of Pirate`s cove. He jumped off the stage`s edge. Chica gave him a good hard shove off towards the office. Foxy began to walk to the office. "No use in runnin..." he sighed. His usual tune came back to his voice box. "Da da dum dumdum da dee doo doo dumdum" Foxy stopped as he was seen from the office. An annoying light hurt his eyes, but he did his best to ignore it. The doors of course slammed. He walked up to them. "So, Chica, ye never told me to bring the power down or-" Foxy was cut off by Bonnie. "Move outta the way!" he snarled, pointing to the Pirate`s cove`s purple curtains. "But Chica told me to stay here-" Foxy was once again cut off. "I don`t care! Go back, dog!" Bonnie growled, shoving Foxy in the way towards Pirate`s cove. The 'small' Pirate walked back to his cove. An eye patch draped over one eye, and with his hooked right hand, he hefted himself up and into his personal area. A sharp tug at the curtains and he was surrounded in the dark. "I`m good fer nothing" The foxy pouted. "Er, now I am..." he sighed. He sat on his dusty boat, made for children to play in. It wasn`t big enough for the bipedal creature, as he was actually about six- feet tall. So, he had always stuck to the edge. In some way, his legs dangled, making soft scraping sounds whenever he kicked them. The darkness was calming. It soothed and cooled Foxy`s circuits. But it also reminded him of.... That poor child.... "Foxy!" the high pitched voice of Chica snapped from in front of his curtains. "What, ye yellow bellied balking chicken!" Foxy snarled back, but gave a yelp as Chica opened the curtains, a not-so-nice glare planted in her eyes. "You idiotic fox! The guard`s gonna bet by tonight!" Chica slammed a yellow fist onto the hard wooden floor of the cove. "Bonnie, he...." Foxy began, but gave up. No one ever cared. A small ringing tune, like a bell, started to come to everyone`s ears. Chica snarled at Foxy, and shoved the curtains closed. In the pitch black that Foxy sat, he dangled his legs over the edge of the boat. A sigh escaped his muzzle, but it was static-like. In what seemed to be an abyss of dark, a tiny light glowed. It was tinted gold. Foxy looked around, noticing the small light that only kept growing. It sat on his arm, and with an attempted pat to get it off, it only moved the hand that had been placed there. "Er..." Foxy tried to get it off of him. He swatted the wisps that came off too, but the light only grew brighter. It covered his torso eventually, and then his legs. "G-get off a me, whatever ya are!" Foxy growled. The light only grew brighter. Foxy got up to go to Freddy, but stopped. What would he do anyways? Laugh? Shout? Foxy slumped back onto his boat, and looked around the room. The golden light was bright enough to see from outside the curtains, which in turn, made it like daylight in the cove. Chica had even begun to notice, as did Bonnie. They shared glances. Bonnie hopped off the stage. Inside Foxy had a sudden drain. His circuits began to shut down. "No no no..." he tried to get himself to stop from- Foxy fell to the floor, his jaw slanting as he did. In a small burst of that golden light, he was shut down. The cove became unsettlingly dark again. Bonnie opened the purple starred curtains to the small room, but as he opened them, he saw nothing. It was just pitch black again. He shrugged. "Foxy?" he asked, his voice having a slight echo in the cove. No answer. "Fine then, ignore us" Bonnie left, not even closing the curtains. "So, anything new lately?" A high pitched female voice yipped. "Nope, sorry girls. Celestia hasn`t even sent a letter" a purple winged pony, along with having a horn, replied sluggishly. "Aw, but that`s boring!" A rough female voice complained. "I know Rainbow Dash, but we need to just... Um, wait" The purple one replied. 'Rainbow Dash' sighed. She slumped into her crystal chair, her arms folded. "She`s probably gonna give us a test" The rainbow haired pegasus sighed. "Maybe!" the high pitched pink pony cheered. "That`s not a good thing, Pinkie" Rainbow Dash face-hoofed. The pink one, 'Pinkie' as it was, huffed. "It might, I mean, what if it`s an obstacle course test?" Pinkie nudged the now perked up Rainbow Dash. "Look, it`s late" The purple one sighed. "We should get to bed" She yawned. Rainbow Dash grunted something, but continued to get into her soft cyan bed. "Whelp, goodnight" Pinkie gave out a tiny yawn. "Yeah, goodnight".