#switch roxy

He'd worked on curing the virus that had infected everyone. None of the animatronics were supposed to harm any humans! It had taken about a month, but Freddy managed to isolate the virus and get rid of it when testing on an old computer.

Having gone into the pizzaplex, he started his rescue mission. Guiding her with his voice, Freddy managed to (mostly) calm Roxy and led her home. She still softly sobbed and didn't meet his gaze with her empty eye sockets. When they got to the car, Freddy decided to try his antivirus there. It was far enough from home that Gregory wouldn't get hurt if something went wrong.

Telling her that he'd soon have her fixed and she'd be as good as new, Freddy applied the antivirus. The virus tried to fight back, making Roxy spazz and glitch for a few moments. Then she relaxed, the virus now gone.

"Freddy...? What am I doing here?" She asked. He smiled, glad she was back.

"You were infected with a virus... I cured it!"

"I'm blind... Was the virus doing that too...?" She wondered. He looked away in shame.

"No. But I can fix you! Come home with me and I'll repair you."

So they drove back to Freddy and Gregory's house. Roxy seemed a little nervous. In the moments they spent in the car, she remembered everything.

"That kid's gonna be there, isn't he??"

Freddy winced. "I'll talk to him. Since the virus is gone, I know you won't try to harm him. Perhaps, we can all be friends...?"

She growled. "Fat chance."

...

In the garage, Freddy repaired Roxy. He was a skilled mechanic. Memorizing all the parts of the Glamrock animatronics in case something went wrong. Roxy was fairly easy to fix. He gave back her eyes, which had been taken from her and given to him, and put back his old ones. They couldn't see through walls, but they were his.

Afterwards, he showed her what she looked like. She seemed satisfied, but pointed out that her makeup had gotten ruined.

"Want me to fix it?" Freddy asked. She nodded. He looked around for some suitable paint. After a while, he came back with a black bucket of paint. "I'm sorry, I only have this."

"It's alright. I'd like to try it!" She said.

So Freddy applied a couple coats of paint to her eyelashes and eyelids. When he finished, he stood back, astounded.

"Does it look good...?" Roxy wondered, and grabbed the mirror. "Ohhh yeah!!" She did the love sign with her paws and did a 'rockstar' grin.

Smiling, Freddy said, "I am glad you like it!"

Roxy pulled him into a hug. "Thank you. I-I'm beautiful again!"

He hugged back. "You are beautiful to me no matter what."

She hummed and then looked up into his eyes. And they shared a kiss.

...

When they came upstairs, Gregory screeched.

"What is she doing here?!"

"Come now, Gregory. I fixed her up so she isn't dangerous anymore!"

She growled and ran up to him. "But I'm still getting my revenge!" Scooping him up, she tickle-attacked his armpits, ribs, and stomach.

"EEEEEE!! HEEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEE!! NOHOHOOOHOOOOO!!" he cried, squirming and wiggling away. Freddy came over and scooped them both up into a hug.

"I've got both of you!" he said, joining in, getting his sides.

"EEEEEEEEK! FREDDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!" Gregory screeched. Finally, it looked like he'd had enough so they let up. As soon as Gregory was set down, he ran off.

Roxy chuckled. "Kids."

"He'll get used to you, I promise." Freddy said warmly. And he looked upstairs, deciding to give her a tour of the house. "There is a bed in my room, would you like to cuddle...?"

She nodded. "That's one of those human things, isn't it? Sounds fun."

They snuggled close to one another.

"Are you comfortable...?" Freddy asked. She hummed happily. "I am glad..."

"By the way, it's your turn." Roxy said. And she tickled his armpits.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!! NOHOHOT THERE!!" He laughed, trying not to wiggle too much. Freddy hadn't been programmed to be ticklish in a lot of spots, but he was still sensitive in a few common places.

"Oh? Then how about here...?" Roxy wondered, digging into his hips.

"HAHAHHHHAAHAAAHAHAHAAAHAAAAA!!" He shook his head, cheeks heating up.

"Or how about here...?" She went over to his feet and dragged her nails along his arches.

"HAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHAAHAHAAAAA!!" Freddy howled. "HAAAHHAHAHAHHAAAA! PLEASE!! ROXY STOHOHOHOOOP!"

She stopped and grinned at him. Gasping for breath, Freddy eyed her curiously.

"How did you know my worst spots...?"

Cheekily, she waved his manual in his face.

"Okay, that's it!" Picking her up, he set her on the bed and tickled under her chin and on her exposed midriff.

"EEEHEEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEEHEEEEE!!" She screeched and squirmed around on the bed, not holding back. "FREDDYYYYYYY!! HEEHEHEHEHEEEEE!"

"Or how about here...?" he said, mimicking her and squeezing her hips. She cackled, rolling over. He chuckled and went for her knee pits. "Or here...?"

"YEEEEHEEHEHEEHHEHEHEEE!!" She squealed. "EEEHEEHEHEEEEEHEEEE!! ALRIGHIHIHIHHIHT! I GIVE!"

Truth be told, she could last longer but thought it best to stop the session here.

Freddy pulled away and smiled lovingly at her.

Laying down, they both decided it time to power down and recharge. Roxy cuddled up to Freddy and pulled the blanket over them.

"I missed you, Freddy." She said before falling asleep.

Stroking her hair, he mumbled, "I missed you too, Roxanne."