Chapter Eight: Silver Eyes

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You rush into pirate cove, almost slamming into the side of it in your haste. You turn and lean against the side, running a hand through your wet hair, making your hair tie snap and fall out, letting your hair cascade down your shoulders (again, if you have short hair you just ran your hand through your hair). You slowly start to catch your breath, and with no warning, your body slides down into a crumpled heap on the floor. You hear footsteps and then a small chuckle

"I've pictured you in many positions, lass, but I have to admit, this isn't one of them" Foxy chuckles and you look up at him with a glare

"Now is not time for your perverseness, Fox" You sigh "Just go away"

He hums in response, not saying anything for a moment and you let your head fall back between your knees

"I'd rather not" He finally says, crouching down in front of you

"Would you rather I used harsher words then?" You ask with a small sniff, shivering as you do. Foxy just rolls his eyes

"Firstly, lass, you came into my cove, not the other way around, so you should be grateful I haven't kicked ye arse back out there to be laughed at" He says in a matter-of-fact tone "Secondly, you're freezing" He places a hand on your knee and you bite your lip "You need to get these clothes off"

You frown, knowing he's right "I'm not going to just strip in front of you"

"Do you have a choice?" He smirks slightly "Or do you just want to get frostbite because you were just dumped in a bucket of ice and freezing water, so I recall"

You pout and sit up straight "Fine" You snap a little without meaning to and his ears fall back slightly, immediately filling you with guilt "Sorry" You add quietly, he just nods and stands up, moving and sitting on his bed of net in the back of the cove. You sit there for a moment, thinking before you remember you shoved a change of clothes in your bag before you came. You look over at Foxy with a slight smile

"Hey Fox can yo-"

"Go and get you clothes?" He raises an eyebrow and you nod sheepishly

"They're in my bag"

"I guessed" He nose-exhales before standing and looking at you, his distant look suddenly turning rather smug

"You know you just sat here in front of me with a see-through shirt on, right?" He says smugly

You roll your eyes "Really?" You make your eyes wide, your words dripping with sarcasm "I hadn't noticed" You only get a chuckle in response and you roll your eyes "Go and get my bag, moron"

He grins, adorably, and ducks out of the cove, but not before shifting back to his animatronic self. Returning five minutes later, waltzing into the cove and dropping your clothes in front of you with an annoyed growl

"I almost got caught because of you" His robotic voice sounds so different from when he's like you, like he almost can't show emotion, no matter how much he tries. You look at him for a moment, your eyes soft and concerned. It must be awful for him. You watch as he shifts back to his other self, you wince at watching the transformation again, hearing the same bones cracking and wires snapping. He looks at you after he's done, cracking his neck

"What?" He asks, obviously annoyed

"Nothing" You mutter and grab the clothes, standing up. You watch as Foxy moves back to his net-bed, then proceeding to look at you expectantly

"What?" You mimic him, irritated

"Well, are going to get changed or not?" He asks casually, leaning back and raising his hook to admire it for a moment

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