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Thank you so much for the latest Roxy boop story! I gasped when I heard Chica was in the repair room. It made me choke up when Roxy let her boop her. I wasn't expecting to get so many feels here 😢 I'd love to see a finale if you chose to pursue it. It's all up to you, but I'd love it!

Hello!! Sorry for the feels in the last one, this one might be similar in that aspect. TwT

But it has a happy ending!

I’ve had this idea in my head for quite a while! So I hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Roxanne x Chica

Scenario: Takes place during the events of SB, specifically when Gregory is starting his upgrades on Freddy!

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Drip..

Drop…

Drip drop…

There was a consistent dripping coming from the walls, as if they were poorly made. Thin and frail to the touch.

The atmosphere was stuffy, trash piling the walls and floors.

Chica surged to life, stumbling slightly as she stood, pain all over her body.

She looked around, hearing the sound of footsteps running deeper into the tunnels.

How had she gotten here?

Why did everything hurt?

She looked down at herself, noticing her leg bended inwards at an unnatural angle.

The usual shiny coating of her paint was covered in dirt and grime, scratched out, slightly fading as time went on.

She lifted her left arm marveling at it in surprise, the whole outer casing of it had been ripped off, leaving her metal endoskeleton exposed in all its glory.

Suddenly, it all came back to her, memories resurfacing as if she just had the strangest dream.

A kid!

There was a kid she was chasing. But she could not remember why.

Her mind had felt so fuzzy at the time, like if she wasn’t even in full control of herself!

There had been some very yummy looking monty-mix on the floor and she hadn’t been able to resist, trying to scarf it down as fast as she could. She remembered that much.

Then, the sound of metal creaking and the next thing she knew she was pushed.

The garbage compactor.

That’s what had happened to her, why her body was hurting all over. Why she was laying here on top of so many trash bags.

The kid!

She had to find the kid.

 This place was not safe for any human! Let alone a child!

She looked around, wincing slightly at the creaking her metal casing did in protest.

Then, she started to walk.

Deeper into the sewers and underground tunnels of the pizzaplex, where she had last heard the sound of something similar to a generator turn on.

She walked, limping slightly and feeling herself twitch occasionally.

She would get fixed in Parts and Service later. The safety of the kid was her main priority right now.

Her eyes landed on a silhouette and brown hair.

She sprang to life, trying desperately to call out to him, but all that came out were sounds of creaking metal and a terrible pain where her voice box might be.

He jumped, looking over at her.

Excited, she ran toward him, reaching her hands out. But she just ended up looking kind of funny, wobbling as she ran.

She could finally get him somewhere safe!

Wait, why was he running from her?

‘Come back, little chick!’

At least that’s what she tried to say, she tried to let him know that she was only trying to help, but he seemed… scared.

Of her.

Why was he scared of her?

‘Please! Come back!’

Nothing came out, just more pain where her voice box should be.

She knew the feeling all too well.

Chica stumbled on something before tripping and falling to the ground.

She stayed there, trying her hardest to regain her bearings before she managed to stand up again, stumbling once more on her uneven legs.

But to her dismay, she had lost the kid!

Oh goodness where could he have gone? He couldn’t have gone that far, right?

She made her way forward in the tunnels again, walking aimlessly.

She couldn’t find him.

She internally sighed, worry overtaking her.

She hoped the kid was okay.

She stumbled her way around the tunnels still, it was the only thing she could do.

Chica would go down these tunnels after hours, sometimes to hang out. They were relaxing to her.

But tonight, these tunnels seemed like an endless labyrinth she could barely make her way out of.

That’s when she heard it.

Crying.

But it wasn’t from a kid… It sounded like someone familiar…

Another sob.

She held her breath before running in the direction as fast as her little legs could take her.

She recognized that voice, she hoped it wasn’t true.

She slowed down to a stop and peered around a corner.

That’s when her heart shattered.

Roxy was crying.

She was near a sewage opening in the remains of what seemed to be a wooden door. Her back turned to Chica.

Her hair was disheveled which was very unlike her and her whole body was shaking as she let out another sob.

Chica never wanted to hear that sound ever again.

She approached cautiously, but froze when she saw Roxanne’s ears perk up.

She turned around with a snarl.

“Who’s there?!”

She looked tense and alert but Chica was shocked when she saw the state of her face.

Her eyes looked like they had been ripped out. Wires and endoskeleton fully exposed.

She tried to call out to her, tell her she was here.

But again, the sound of grinding metal was all that was heard.

She saw Roxy’s ears twitch at the sound, watching her expression while still alert and tense turn into slight confusion.

Chica approached her once more, hand going up to gently touch her face before she was grabbed roughly.

“I know you’re there! I can still hear! Who are you?!” She asked aggressively and desperately, grip on Chica tightening enough to leave a small dent on her outer casing.

Chica, expression pained, thought desperately on what she could do to let her know it was her and not someone who wanted to harm her. She wracked her brain on what to do, before her eyes widened.

Slowly, carefully as for the other to not hear, she brought her other hand up toward the other, then without much of a small pause, she gently booped Roxy’s nose.

A small click was heard, before her nose fell back in place.

Ears perked up, grip on her immediately loosening, Roxy voice wobbled, breaking slightly.

“Chica?”

Chica nodded, gently cupping the other’s face in silent confirmation.

“Chica it’s- it’s you!” Roxy spoke again, whole demeanor relaxing and form trembling once more, she gently grabbed the hands on her face, using them as a guide so that her hands could travel up her arms until they reached Chica’s shoulders, before she pulled the other into a tight embrace.

Chica closed her eyes, relaxing fully into the hug.

Roxy was still trembling, before she broke into another sob.

The sound broke Chica’s heart once more, pulling Roxy closer and rubbing her back soothingly.

She hoped her gentle touches were enough to tell her how much she meant to her.

How much she wanted Roxy’s pain to go away. It wasn’t fair. Roxy deserved to be happy.

Her sobs quieted down, before they turned into quiet sniffling.

The other curled more into the embrace, digging her face and snout into the crook of Chica’s neck.

They stayed like that. Chica wasn’t sure for how long. But she didn’t mind.

She felt Roxy’s face shift away from her neck, in order for her to speak better, but neither one of them pulled away from the embrace.

“Chica?” She asked softly, Chica shifted, gently stroking Roxy’s hair as a sign for her to continue.

“Do you…”

She paused for a second, Chica patient as the other regained her thoughts.

“Am I still beautiful?”

Chica’s heart broke for the third time that night.

She wanted to tell her everything, she wanted to tell Roxy that she always found her beautiful and that she always would be. She wanted to tell Roxy just how much she meant to her. She wanted to tell Roxy she loves her.

She struggled, feeling the metal grind where her voice box would be.

Chica felt the other pull away, Roxy’s expression looked nerve-wracked.

“Chica?”

She called out again, voice small, her hands fidgeting in her lap, before her form started trembling again.

“…why aren’t you answering?” She asked again, she had never heard Roxy sound so heartbroken.

Chica was panicking, she felt desperate.

She tried using her voice again but nothing happened.

She felt herself wanting to cry all over again.

No.

No no! This was all wrong.

Roxanne was assuming the worst, she could see it in the way that her expression grew more and more heartbroken with each second of silence.

Roxy scrambled to get up, covering her face.

Chica desperately reached out and stopped her.

Tugging at her arms, hoping Roxanne got the message, internally sighing in relief when she saw the other sit down again.

She had an idea.

She gently grabbed Roxanne’s hands, guiding them up so that she could press them on her face, where the gaping hole instead of her beak resided.

She saw the other’s ears perk up in recognition, before her expression turned worried.

“Your beak is gone again?” She asked, feeling Chica nod against her hands.

“So you don’t have a voicebox…” She muttered, more to herself than to Chica.

Chica nodded once more in response.

She saw Roxanne begin to relax, in what she guessed was relief.

It made Chica want to cry all over again.

She took a deep breath, eyes closing for a second before she opened them again, determined.

She took ahold of Roxanne’s hands again, before turning them to face palm up. Gently, with her finger she traced on top of her hand letters one by one.

First a b, then an e, then a, and so on.

Once she reached the end of the word, she started the sequence again, watching Roxanne slowly piece together.

“Beautiful?” She asked, excitedly Chica clapped her hands. At the familiar sound, Roxanne let out a small giggle, much to Chica’s delight.

Her hands travelled to hers once more. This time to spell out another word.

“…You’re?” She asked.

Now, Chica put both words together, spelling them out in sequence multiple times.

“You’re beautiful?” Roxy asked again and Chica brought her hands up to her face so that she could feel her nod.

Roxanne was silent for a few moments, before she practically launched herself toward Chica in another tight embrace.

Holding her close, she could hear Roxy sniffling.

“You… you really think that?”

Chica moved her head closer, so that Roxy could feel her nod.

At that Roxy let out a small sob, clinging onto Chica for dear life.

“Thank… thank you….” She said, finally calming down.

Chica noticed Roxy’s tail wagging and she internally cooed at the cute sight.

She gently pulled away from the embrace, in order to put her forehead on Roxy’s, being careful to avoid the wires where her eyes should be.

She saw Roxy’s ears perk up once more, as she let out another small giggle once she felt Chica nuzzle into her forehead.

Chica looked at her in adoration, eyes squinting in delight as she suddenly got an idea.

Without warning, she gently pulled away and brought her hand up to boop Roxy’s nose once more.

Roxy gasped, caught by surprise.

“Chica!” She said, she wanted to sound annoyed, but couldn’t help but let her giggles slip as she felt the other boop her nose once more.

Roxy’s nose extended and Chica clapped in delight, giggling silently as she watched her nose silently shift into place.

Sighing, Roxy waited before she felt Chica once again boop her nose, trying to look annoyed, but her tail wagging gave her away.

She felt her boop her nose again and again and a third time, Chica watching as it continued extending outwards.

She was scared of booping it too many times, though, as to not irritate the spot near her missing eyes or her face that was probably in a lot of pain right now.

Booping her nose one last time, Chica giggled before she watched Roxy’s nose retract back into place.

Bringing a hand up, she gently cupped Roxy’s face and caressed her cheek, watching the other lean into the touch with a smile.

Chica watched on, her eyes squinting once more in delight.

A distant sound caught both of their attentions.

And Chica was once again reminded of where they were.

Internally sighing, she pulled away and slowly stood up, stumbling a little.

She saw Roxy’s ears flick at the sound, the other facing in her direction curiously, looking up to where she assumed Chica was standing.

Gently, Chica reached down and grabbed Roxy’s hands, pulling her up.

The other followed, still looking confused.

Chica let go of her hands and Roxanne tried her best to hide her disappointment at the absence.

But she didn’t have to wait long, before Chica’s hand was in hers again, this time intertwining their fingers together.

Roxy felt her tail wag, a sudden embarrassment coming over her as she felt herself being gently pulled forward.

“Where are we going?” She asked, of course receiving no immediate response.

She knew that it would take too long to spell out the answer, but the gentle caress on her knuckles and the squeeze of her hand let her know that her question was acknowledged.

Chica’s touch shouldn’t have calmed her down as much as it did.

But she squeezed back as they continued walking.

Chica on the other hand, led them carefully through the tunnels, before they finally reached a door.

She knew someone had been here because all of the generators were on and the gates had been opened.

It was better for her, though, making her trip much easier.

She was also careful to guide Roxy as best as she could, so that the other would avoid bumping into anything.

They finally reached a door after passing a couple of staff security bots.

She smiled, leading Roxy into the room and slowly up the stairs.

They would go to parts and service to get fixed up.

And if they managed to find that kid in the process, then that would be a plus!

She just hoped she wasn’t too late.

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AND DONE!!! Oh my gosh I had this idea since like last week and I rlly wanted to write it!!

Sorry that it wasn’t entirely focused on the booping, more so just comfort with my two favs!

I liked the idea that after Chica’s shattering, she was no longer under the influence of the virus. Just trying to help!

Either way, I hoped you enjoyed this! In this series, I don’t really wanna do the ruin events cause I kind of like the way this one ended, they ended up getting fixed and helping Gregory now that they were no longer overtaken by the virus btw ;)

And also saving Monty!! Everyone got saved bc I said so!!!

Anyways enough of me rambling, and thank you so much for reading and for requesting such a cute scenario!!

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