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Foxy started to move around for the night when he heard something he had only heard when people were around, specifically parents.

He followed the cries of a young child to the main room, where he found a baby laying in a small travel crib.

"Well, what have we here?" He asked himself, gently picking you up with his hand.

You sobbed as Foxy carried you back to his cove, gently hushing you. "Shh, it's alright lad/lassy."

Foxy knew he had to hide you from the other animatronics, since they would kill you.

But, since no one ever bothered him in his cove he knew you were safe.

By the time he reached the cove you had calmed down and were sucking on your thumb.

Foxy smiled and layed you in the crib. "There we are." He said gently.

You cooed and looked up at him, not phased that he was an animatronic, just glad that someone had held you.

He chuckled a bit at how adorable you were, but for once he was glad that someone wasn't afraid of him.

You babbled quietly as you kicked your legs getting tangled in the blankets.

Foxy sat down as he heard some of the other animatronics walking around. He had to keep you safe till he could possibly get you to the nightguard and have him take you home.

You started to fuss a while later, so he looked through the pockets on the travel crib.

You started to cry softly, getting hungrier by the minute.

"Hush, lad/lassy they might hear ya." He said gently grabbing the bottle he had found.

You saw the bottle and quieted down once her had put it in your mouth.

Foxy looked at the clock and realized he needed to get you to the nightguard soon. "There we go." He said quietly and picked you up.

He peaked out of his cove and the other animatronics saw him, letting him be and stayed where they were so he could 'attack' the night guard.

Thanks to his speed he was about to run out of the cove with out the others seeing you.

You lay contently in his arms sucking the bottle as he ran to the office.

Once he reached it he looked in and quickly pushed you into the nightguards arms as he closed the door.

The nightguard was confused as heck with the baby in his arms, but that's when the clock his 6.

Foxy had gone back to his cove, knowing you were safe.