That Crimson Animatronic (Foxy X Reader) Book One.

Fifteen

Okay, just here to apoligize for dose cliffhangers. I know ya'll hate them but sometimes I just get lazy. We all do sometimes and for me that's quite often... haha XD

MIKE'S P.O.V

I woke up to find Y/N gone. I start to panic, and hear pounding in the hallway. I poke my head out, and see Foxy's tail disappearing into the distance. Oh no. But I can't run after them, can I? I'll get myself killed!

"Well, I'll survive the night and then try and find her. Easy!" I say to myself. I grab the tablet which was lying on the floor and flick through the camera's. Chica's in the kitchen and Bonnie's backstage... I flick onto the stage and then... "CRAP! Where's the bear?!" I panic and drop the tablet onto the desk. I press the light on the right door, and grab the cupcake.

Freddy laughs and I throw the cupcake in his face. "Get away!" I scream. He glares at me and steps arogantly into the room. Well, I guess he's coming in then.

"Now, secuirity guard, where has Y/N gone? We heard Foxy running madly into his cove and we want to know what happened." Freddy glares at me and I look at the door and then back to him.

"I d-don't know. I fell asleep and then woke up to hear Foxy running down the hall." This is very weird, talking to a bear. "And what do you mean, we?" And then my question is answered.

"My cupcake buddy!" I hear Chica whine from outside and then she appeared at the door, stroking the cupcake.

"Chica, for goodness sake!" I hear Bonnie at the other side. Okay, if they want to kill me, I stand no chance. At. All.

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YOUR P.O.V

You can't wake up. Why can't you wake up? You try your hardest to open your eyes, but all you can see is darkness. It's like... no, you can't be dead!

But then you feel cold metal against your skin and you hear someone talking, but you can't make out what they're saying.

"Hello?" You whisper.

So alone. Alone... alone... alone....

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So I hoped you liked it. And the cliffhanger-type thing? I'm going to writer hell aren't I? And dat cupcake *shivers*.

And 1.7 k?! OMG!

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