I woke up with a throb in my head and in an awkward position in the office chair. I felt stiffness in my joints as I sat up. I must've been asleep for a while. I heard a chuckle, my mind connecting it instantly as Vincent's voice.
"Sorry about tripping and hitting you on the back of the head." So that's why I was out..
"It's fine.." I said, nodding. "How long was I out..?"
"Uh.. the whole night.. but... Uh,, nothing rally happened.." He said, seeming sad.
"Hey Vinny, cheer up. We can be policemans some other night.." He sighed.
"Yeah.. I know.. It's ju-" He was cut off by the sound of bells. The place was opening. We stepped out of the office and watched as streams of kids ran in, dragging parents behind them.
I looked to Vincent. At least now the children were safe, right? The morning shift would take over.
"Hey Scott, you should head home to get some sleep."
I frowned. "What about you?"
"Oh, I'm gonna wait for Foxy's show."
I chuckled. "Tell the fox I said hi."
Vincent nodded and gently pushed me towards the door. I sighed and waved. A quiet goodbye escaped my lips and I got into my car, driving away.
As I drove, I wondered how the Fox was doing. He was wearing away at the legs, and near the chest. He was always my favorite..
When I got home, I threw whatever I was carrying to the side and collapsed on my bed. The minute my head hit the pillows, I was out.
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I awoke to the phone ringing. My Boss's voice is frantic.
"S-Scott, there's been an accident with a patron and.. uh.. F-Foxy.."
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Short Story[Phone Guy x Purple Guyish] You've had a crush before, right? One that happened to be on your co-worker? Well, I suppose yours didn't end with yourself almost being dead.
