"Wait, your name in Foxy and your a boy?" I asked.
"Aye, a smart one, are ye, lass?" Chuckled Foxy, Turing on a dim light.
The moment I say Foxy, I had a strange mixture of fear, and sympathy. Foxy looked like, well, a fox. A really, really big one. And he looked like a pirate. But he looked old and torn apart. Like any pirate, the fox had an eyepatch and a hook. But tears everywhere! There were small ones every here and there. But the most noticeable ones were the gigantic hole in this stomach, and his furless foot.
"Are you okay?" I asked with a hand over my mouth.
"What do ye mean?" Foxy questioned, then he noticed I was looking at his injuries, and he chuckled. "Oh yeah, a majority are from fightin' some of the deadliest monsters ever, and some are just from Freddy." The fox's eyes widened once he noticed he said this.
I immediately ran to him and gave him a hug, well, the highest I could reach on him was his low torso. But I still gave him the most passionate hug I could, "I'm so sorry about that happening to you, Foxy the pirate!" I cried.
Foxy smiled, patting my head, and picking me up, being careful not to poke with his sharp hook. "Oh, lassie, it ain't your fault."
"It's not your's either!" I said.
"No, no, it- it's me own fault. I deserve it. All of it."
"No you don't!" I said, but, then again, I didn't know, what he did to deserve it.
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Changed My Life
Fiksi PenggemarBrie Hendricks was an incredibly shy, meek little girl. Her mother often took her to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaeria to make friends. But will wondering off to a room she thought was vacant, actually lead her to friendship? Will this inhuman friendship l...
