Chapter 35

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Foxy's P.O.V. (A/N: bet you didn't see that coming!)

I sat in Pirate Cove, alone, it didn't feel right. I wish I could of told her. She was different. Mangle had been a good friend, but Freya was something more. When Freya left, I saw Mangle cry, it like they were best friends.

"Foxy?" I jumped and saw Goldie standing there.

"What are yar doin' i-in me Pirate Cove?" He toke off his blue top hat.

"Do you wanna go see Freya?" I lifted my eye patch.

"Yes." Goldie put his hat back on and tapped my shoulder. We stood quietly at the back row of the old cinema.

"Now Freya, I should of killed you 10 years ago, let's see what you can do." Cry pulled a string and I saw her pained face. Her eyes saw Goldie standing there, when her eyes turned to me, I looked away. I couldn't see her like this.

"You have moves my dear, I have a better job for you." He pulled out the hooks and she screamed in pain. He dragged her to a room, an oil tear ran down my face.

"Foxy," I jumped when Goldie touched my shoulder.

"We should go." I wiped my eyes. And we popped back into my Pirate Cove.

"You should, well, take your mind off things." I nodded and sat down. Goldie left.

All my emotions hit me, and I broke down crying oil tears.

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