[⌘]– “Yes! The kids in Kids Cove are hurting Foxy!” The little girl confirmed with a little more urgency in her voice and facials. “I tried to warn the adults about it, but– they just didn’t seem to care at all!” She explains quickly, implying she’s been trying to get help for a little while now, only to be repeatedly disregarded. “Please… You must help. I don’t know who else to turn to!” The girl adds, a pleading tone actually added to her urgency.
While they weren’t quite on it yet, the mere fact that Toy Freddy not only had listened to her but also showed disposal to help did give Madotsuki some relief, as her expression softened slightly.
It wasn’t even necessary to signal her to follow, in fact, the child almost seemed to be unconsciously leading the way, even though Toy Freddy obviously knows the way to Kids Cove (or the entire layout of the establishment, for that matter.) It was obviously her anxiety reacting to the situation.
“Oh no!! Foxy looks even worse than when I left!” Was the first thing Madotsuki could say when she showed up with the bear by her side in Kids Cove, even lifting her hands to the sides of her face in shock.
While it was very self-explanatory to why Madotsuki would be so upset, the children weren’t mindlessly tearing Toy Foxy apart like she may have made it sound like (Though she genuinely saw it that way.) They were actually, pulling them apart then putting them back together? As if Toy Foxy was some sort of… puzzle? But of course children have no idea how animatronics work so they couldn’t put Toy Foxy back together adequately, turning the animatronic into more of a mangled mess of limbs and wires than reassembling them back.
The children themselves also didn’t seem to show any form of ill will or intent, instead their trademark joy and innocence as if they were playing a jigsaw game of sorts. If they are hurting Foxy, this is clearly not their intention, if anything they seem to simply not know better, if that’s the case.
“… can we still help Foxy, Freddy?” Her voice is a lot softer now, though visibly somber and even sad at what became of the poor white fox.
Maybe it would have been better if they were just tearing Toy Foxy apart. At least Toy Freddy could have stepped in at the end of the day, when the adults would just abandon his friend, and put them back together himself. But this? It was even worse.
The plastic bear stilled upon entering Kid’s Cove, and attempted to process exactly the scene being played out before him. Kids, pure innocent children, without knowing any better, slowly ruining Toy Foxy. Was it a new game the adults had imposed on them? Was Toy Foxy on the whole time? His horror and confusion lasted briefly, cleared away by Madotsuki’s question. He glanced down at the young girl, and then towards the group of kids busying themselves with Toy Foxy’s reassembly.
“I’m... I’m sure we can! I just need to talk to the kids, alright? It’ll all be fine,” In an attempt to comfort her, the bear leaned over and gently patted her on the head, jaw opening to form a smile. “Just stay put, I don’t want you getting hurt!” With Toy Foxy’s being disassembled there was also the possibility of some piece of endoskeleton hurting a child, or some other accident. It was a disaster waiting to happen.
Toy Freddy stepped towards the children, and got an up-close view of what his friend looked like after kids were allowed to run wild with them. Any hopes he could have nurtured of possibly fixing Toy Foxy after shooing the children away were destroyed as he laid his eyes upon the mess of wires and parts they had been reduced to.
Again, he pushed away his returning horror and gently nudged a child that was trying to separate Toy Foxy’s head from the rest of their body.
“Hey, what are you doing to Foxy? I don’t think they would like that very much!”
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