As ye lads and lasses may know, we've been asked by Admiral Fazbear to tell ye all stories of our own, along with his. I meself, Foxy, will do me best to relate to you events that I think may be of interest to ye. This is the story of how Foxy gained his hat and compass, which have led him to many a new adventure. It happened one fell day, on the lake just outside of town...

"YARRR! ON YER LEFT FIRST MATE CARAPACE! NO! THE OTHER LEFT!"

I looked to the lad I had made my first mate, a shiftling by the name of Carapace. He was a heavy one, but brimming with muscle. His mane was of yellow as were his eyes. Currently, the two of us were on our maiden journey, taking the small ship we had made out on the lake. Soon enough when more of the changelings were more adult of mind then they would be able to join us. Of course, we had come here after I realized that Admiral Fazbear had placed a whale into the lake. And that it had moved to the deeper parts of the lake, where is had become a mite territorial. And none of us had any idea how he had grown tentacles. I had decided to name him Ahab.  It felt like it would fit, for some reason. Anyhows, here be where we were: Sitting on the lake, and fighting the massive octowhale.

"FIRST MATE! NOOOO! YAR A BASTARD AHAB! A RIGHT BASTARD!"

I jumped forward, landing on the great beast and planting my hook into his blowing hole.

"LET'IM GO! SPIT THA LAD OUT NOW!"

I drew the cutlass I had made meself, sinking it down into the beast. It let out a low moan, shaking beneath me. The beast opened its maw and Carapace, the now rightly scared lad, leaped out. I withdrew my cutlass from the beast and placed it into it's place on me belt.

"I MAY BE HALF BLIND YA GREAT BRUTE BRUTE BUT I CAN STILL SEE YER UGLY MUG! THESE WATERS ARE MINE, AND I'LL TOLERATE NONE OF YER TERRORATING OF THESE SHIFTLINGS!"

I drew out me second weapon, a simple pistol made to fire shots made of me own magic. I fired a good deal of shots into the beast, hopping off of it as it sank into the depths below, swept off by the tides pulling it down the river. I strode up the ship to the wheel, turning us back. Our workings here were done. The two of us set forward, moving to head ashore. Then I felt it. The ship shaking beneath us. I looked back to see a whirlpool behind us, pulling us straight into its bowels. I saw the only option to be had, and thus I lunged forward, grappling onto Carapace.

"First mate, it's been an honor."

"Wh-what do you mean captain!?"

I threw him into the air, and by instinct his wings opened and held him in the air. I saluted, speaking as the ship sank.

"A captain goes down with his ship, first mate."

He had tears in his eyes as he returned the salute.

"O-okay sir. It's been a honor to serve you Captain Foxy!"

"Thank you lad. I'll see you later, after the ship has sank I'll return to town."

"Yessir! I'll tell them of your honorable erm... would it still be a sacrifice if no one's saved as a result or something else?"

I shrugged.

"Well I can't really drown so mainly tell the lads and lasses that I had to go on my own for a while."

"Yessir!"

He saluted once more and flew off. I sighed with a small smile.

"Ahhhh. Good lad. Now then, let's see where this whirlpool goes!"

I hopped off the ship and sank straight down, going through the crack in the ground where the water was draining. I looked up and saw the ship sink down and  plug the hole. I blinked.

"Well it seems I'll need to find a different way out."

I stood up and glanced around, a grin covering my maw when I saw what I'd found. Twas a temple of stone and worn wood, doubloons piled around randomly. I walked in and saw the chamber ahead to be decorated in pony and griffin skulls and bones, with a stone door carved ahead. Above it lay a stone skull of a griffin, which spoke to me.

"Ye who enter this place, that has found the map of the dread pirate Blackwing the Griffin, I welcome you to this place where my treasure is stored. Place the map before the door, and it will open."

I blinked.

"And if I don't have the map?"

"Then no treasure, and this will be your grave!"

I blinked as the walls around the doors opened with small slots, firing a barrage of darts into me. I looked down as they all got stuck into my costuming, and then shrugged, brushing them off with my hook.

"Lad, I might have been made less than a year ago, but I won't be ended simply by a few darts. I don't exactly have blood, either."

"AVAST! FOUL METAL WOLF, YOU'LL NOT TAKE THE TREASURE OF BLACKWING!"

I narrowed my eyes.

"See lad, I can understand not giving up treasure and I'm fine with that... But now I'm a tad angered."

I walked up to the door, using my hook to yank the stone skull down and held it like a lantern, before using my other hand to forcibly open the stone doors. I was glad then for the act that each of us had been made with a great deal of strength. I looked into the skull's eyes.

"I AM NO WOLF! I AM THE DREAD FOX PIRATE OF THE FAZBEAR CLAN, FOXY!"

I spiked the skull down in the manner of a ball, watching it tumble down the stone stairwell through the door. I dashed down the stairs, passing the skull, who was now screaming obscenities not meant for non-pirates. I kicked it as I went, further irritating the ghost. I stopped just at the edge of his hearing.

"FER CALLIN' ME A WOLF, AH'LL FIND YER BONES AND PISS ON 'EM YA CHICKEN WINGED JERK!"

"AH'LL KILL YA FOX DEMON!"

"I'D LIKE TO SEE YA TRY, OH WAIT YOU DON'T HAVE LEGS! HA!"

I kept my pace, finding my way through the temple with ease (as the fool had lain all of his traps to apply to beings that could be poisoned, and I am a metal fox) and then finally reaching the end. I looked around the final chamber, all of the gathered gold piled high, and then I saw my true target. A pile of bones, sitting on a golden throne in the center of the room, mixed with clothing decayed into dust. I walked up to them, and saw one item that caught my attention. A three-pointed captain's hat, in perfect condition. I grabbed it in my hand and hook, only to lunge back when the griffin's skull launched forward and bit onto my hook.

"TIS MY HAT YA METAL WRETCH!"

"Yar! Not anymore Blackwing, ya undead chicken of the seas!"

I shook my hook around, finally throwing him against the wall. His skull survived the blow however, and fixed me with a death glare.

"Ya know Blackwing, I remembered that I am a robotic sort as I entered here. As such, I cannot follow up on my threat to piss on yer bones as you deserve. But I can do the next best thing, and take yer hat and compass, and thus dishonor ya!"

I grabbed the compass and placed it into my own ribcage storage, and then placed the hat on my own head, straightening it. I dashed out as the caverns shook, collapsing behind me as Blackwing screamed in rage. I laughed like a madman as I went, grabbing bags of doubloons along the way. I shoved these into me chest as well, before I saw anther opening in the ceiling, water pouring in from the lake formed above. I jumped for it, kicking off of the walls and swimming fast enough to not be buried as the cavern finally collapsed. I blinked and then swam to the surface, finding myself on the opposite shore of the lake from town. I thought aloud as I looked around.

"Who'dve thought that we would have put a lake over a pirate's hoard. Ah well, SUCK IT BLACKWING!"

As I started back for town, I could've sworn I heard yelling.

"FOOOOOXXXXYYYYYYYY!!!!"

Ah well, must've been my imagination. Next Chapter: Chapter Eighteen: When Lightning Strikes A Bear Two: Electric Boogaloo Estimated time remaining: 3 Hours, 32 Minutes