As Freddy walked Elizabeth to the office he talked to her, and she mumbled back answers to questions. Freddy always seemed really happy to see Elizabeth, even knowing that she didn't really care for him, no matter what Freddy was still happy to see Elizabeth. "Here you go Elizabeth!" said Freddy with such happiness. "Thanks Freddy..." mumbled Elizabeth as she walked into the office. "Your welcome!" said Freddy as he walked back to the stage. Two long boring hours went by and Elizabeth started getting curious about what her father was doing. So she quietly left the office, walked to the parts and services room, saw that the basement door was unlocked when it shouldn't have been, and she walked down into the basement. Scott heard Elizabeth walking down the stairs, but since Foxy was down in the big, dark basement with Scott he had to hide so that Elizabeth wouldn't know what was going on. As soon as Elizabeth reached the final step to the stairs she stood next to the vent Foxy hid in, and asked her father. "Father can we please go home? Because Freddy keeps on bugging me about if I need any help with my homework." Scott turned to look at Elizabeth and said with no care at all. "Soon, if you let me finish cleaning up the mess I made while working."
Elizabeth started feeling something irritating her right foot, and when she looked to see what was bothering it, she found that Foxy's hook was piercing through her foot. She struggled to get to Foxy's hook out of her foot, but it was no use all she could do was break her own foot, and that's exactly what happened. When Scott turned around to see what Elizabeth was doing, Foxy broke through the vent, accidentally scratched her six times, and scared her really bad that she fell to ground unconscious. "Foxy! What in the world were you thinking?!" Scott yelled in frustration. "Argh, I thought she was an intruder!" Foxy yelled back. "Great, now what am I going to do?" asked Scott as he tried to think of something. Foxy muttered to himself in a bit of anger. "I didn't want to try to kill her!" Scott looked at Foxy. "Kill her?" He asked as he thought about it for a second. "Yar, I didn't want to try to kill." Scott looked around the room for a second and then got an awfully wonderful idea to his opinion. "Why don't we just kill her and act like she got a badly injured and died?" Scott said as he picked up a knife from the old knife block. Foxy quickly looked at Scott in anger and started to yell. "Are ye insane?! We can't kill her! Besides I don't even want to help ye with killing her!" Scott chuckled as Foxy yelled at him. "Yes Foxy, I am insane, but since you got yourself into this mess, now you're going to have to get yourself out of it!" said Scott as he set the knife neatly on the table with his magic. "Never..." said Foxy as he sat down sadly. "Then at least wake her up!" said Scott in a very tempered voice. "Fine, and if ye want I can make a stuffed animal to represent my apology for hurting her." suggested Foxy. "Do what you want, since you're to scared to help." Said Scott as he finished cleaning up his tools. "I'm not scared, I just don't like helping ye!" Foxy said as he walked over to a box of old fabric and thread, then he looked for a sewing needle. Before Foxy started to work on the stuffed animal he walked over to Scott's toolbox and took a tool out of it, because he was going to try to wake Elizabeth up in a bit of a more kind way.
