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Chapter twenty-four

Scott's POV:
Scott yawned as he sat up. He had fell asleep in Vincent's office. He looked at the time. 8:24 am. He sighed. Only two hours of sleep. He heard snoring and looked at the chair next to him. Vincent was sleeping with a hat in front of his face and his feet on the desk. Scott laughed a little. Awh! Well only about a half an hour until it opens..I know what I have to do.. He got up walking out of the office, heading towards the supply closet. He grabbed a bucket and some soap and rags. He went to the kitchen filling up the bucket halfway. He put some soap in it and started towards Pirates Cove. His heart racing. He pushed past the curtains going up the stairs.
"Foxy?" He whispered looking around the mini stage.
"Aye! Here laddie!" Foxy's eye lite up from the other side of the cove. Scott went over to him. Foxy looked at the bucket confused. "Aye, what be that?" He pointed his hook at the bucket.
"Cleaning stuff, come here." Foxy looked nervous but took a step towards Scott. Scott started to clean Foxy up. Foxy stood still puzzled.
"Aye, what are ye doin' laddie?"
"Cleaning you up." Scott continued almost done.
"Aye, but...why?"
"Just...so you look nice." He glanced up and Foxy who didn't look convinced. He looked back down still cleaning him. "I don't want you to hate me...or think that everyone hates you..." He was finished cleaning Foxy as he stood up. "There, clean and you smell like lemons."
Foxy chuckled hugging Scott. "Aye, thank ye laddie." Scott blushed a little hugging back.
"No problem Foxy." They both pulled away. "Now, for the others." Scott went to go turn away as Foxy put his hand on Scott's shoulder.
"Wait! How 'bout I come with ye. So they don't hurt ye laddie."
Scott smiled widely. "Well then come on." He walked down the steps past the curtains. He started towards the stage. His heart was racing quiet fast. He heard the sound of Foxy's footsteps following. He smiled softly. At least I can trust him to be behind me..He walked up stage towards Bonnie. Who still happened to have red spots on him from a fee nights ago. But it was okay. Everyone claimed it was "pizza sauce". Bonnie had turned looking at Scott and Foxy. He was puzzled. Scott stood right in front of him, he set the bucket down getting a different rag wet.
"Hey...what are you doing?" Bonnie sounded nervous.
"Aye, let him. He be makin' ye clean! Just look at me!" Foxy stood proudly. Scott looked up at Bonnie who stood awkwardly still a little nervous. Scott started to clean him. Making sure to scrub away the stains. When he was done he stood up taking a step back.
"There! What do you think?"
Bonnie looked down at him smiling. "Oh Scott! Thank you..I look good.." Bonnie looked back at Scott. "And..sorry for trying to stuff you..at night..I just feel different here.."
Scott nodded remembering the way he felt the night Tim died. "I totally understand." They heard a gasp and animatronic footsteps running towards them.
"I wanna be washed and made pretty!" Chica's high pitched voice was heard as she pushed Bonnie out of the way so she could stand in front of Scott.
Scott chuckled looking at her. "Alright Chica." He started washing her and he laughed because Bonnie was glaring at Chica.
"Chica I wasn't done!"
"Ladies first!"
"But he started me first! I stuffed the night guard while you tried to give him pizza!"
"I did not!"
Scott chuckled. He looked at them. They sound like their five...then again..they kinda are....
"Aye! Stop yer belly aching! He washed thee pirate first!" Bonnie and Chica looked at Foxy.
Scott stood up chuckling. "There done!"
Chica looked at herself. She made a high pitched squeal. "Oh, thank you thank you thank you Scott!"
"Anytime Chica..where's Freddy?" Bonnie looked nervous but pointed backstage. Scott gulped and picked up the bucket. He slowly turned making his way backstage. Now his heart was really racing. He took a deep breath. The sound of Foxy's footsteps still following. He pushed past the doors seeing the bear facing towards the metal table. He was turned away from him. So all he could see was his back. He walked up behind him setting the bucket down. Freddy turned around his eyes falling on Scott. His eyes widened. Scott took a rag from the bucket looking at him. Freddy looked at Foxy, who nodded. Then back to Scott. Freddy relaxed a little. Scott began to wash him. They all stayed quiet. When Scott was finished he stood up looking at Freddy. Freddy looked at himself then back at Scott. Scott went to go turn away but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.
"Thank you..and I'm sorry.." Scott looked at Freddy.
"Of course...and I'm sorry too.."
Freddy's gaze softened but a lot. "I would've saved you if I could've..." With that, Scott turned and walked past Foxy and out past the backstage doors.