The Purple Man

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Gold watched the mysterious purple man linger around for a bit, before he headed inside. Foxy sneaked up on Gold while he was distracted, and yelled in his ear, making Gold jump.
"Jeez Foxy!!"
Foxy laughs, and sees Bonnie, who is talking with Freddy. Foxy walks over to them, "hello."
Bonnie stops her conversation to look at Foxy, slight blush on her cheeks. Freddy is confused, having never met Foxy before.
"...Er...Who are you?"
Foxy blinks a few times, and looks away from Bonnie at Freddy, "my friends call me Foxy. "
Shortly after Foxy introduced himself, the bell rang and they agreed to meet at Lunch. Freddy went to his theater class, a bit happy Chica was there, but she seemed to be in an argument with someone wearing purple. Freddy watched from a distance, the purple man having an emotionless expression the entire time and only speaking a few words. Chica on the other hand seemed enraged by something, cussing him out. Eventually the teacher broke it up, and had Chica sit on the right side of Freddy, while the purple guy, his name being Vincent, sat across the class room. He seemed out of it, not paying attention, and oddly quiet. Chica calmed down after awhile, and dozed off for a sec. Freddy took his notes and was engaged in the class, when he felt someone tap his shoulder. He looked over and saw two purple eyes looking at him, the eyes belonging to Chica.
"Did you get this? I don't quite understand how this is suppose to work..."
Freddy's mind was everywhere, telling himself not to act stupid.
"Oh...well, it works kinda like this..."
He helps Chcia figure out how to get it right, and she smiles happily,
"Thank you. My name is Charlotte, but you can call me Chica,"
Freddy nods, "noted. Oh! Do you have a friend named Bonnie?"
Chica smiles and nods, her blonde hair bouncing slightly, "oh yeah, she's my best friend. I saw her slide into yesterday. She can be quite crazy at times."
Freddy nods, "yeah, she ran up to me after school the other day, saying that we are gonna be friends."
Chica smiles, "yep, that's her!"
Freddy smiles, "so....uh, Chica?"
"Yeah?"
"..do you maybe want to sit with me at lunch? Bonnie will be there."
Chica smiles and nods, "absolutely! Where should we met?"
"Uh....under the big oak tree?"
Chica nods, "sounds great. Well, I have to head to Writing class, I'll see you at lunch Freddy!"
Freddy smiles and waves to Chica as she left. He smiled widely to himself. As he walked down the hall to his next class, Freddy bumped into someone, falling onto the ground. He looks up, and sees Vincent there, quietly looking at him. Freddy picks up his books, watching the man. Vincent just watches, and walks away. Freddy tilts his head, confused at this weird new man, and shakes his head, removing the thought from his head as he headed to class, not wanting to be late. Finally, after half of his classes, it was lunch. Freddy went out, and met up with Bonnie, Foxy, and Gold, and headed to the oak tree. Chica was already there, and smiled widely, "hey guys!"
Bonnie, "Chica!"
Foxy and Gold sat down under the tree, along with the rest of the gang. They ate and talked about various things, enjoying the sun.
"So, what are you guys doing this weekend?" Asked Chica.
Freddy swallowed what was his mouth before replying, "I don't think I'm doing anything, Gold though has work."
Gold hits his shoulder, "I can talk too you know."
Freddy shrugs, "I know"
Foxy, "I have this weekend off, not work for me!"
Bonnie smiles, "I don't have anything either, just planning on chillin."
Chica snorts, and then smiles, "let's hang out this weekend."
They all nod, and agree to go to Freddy's house. Vincent is watching them from a distance, just silent and alone. No one wanting to sit nor talk to him because of a rumor. The kids had spread the rumor that Vincent has killed someone, and had been out in jail. So, out of fear, no one wanted to be around him, even his own parents didn't talk to him. Vincent watched Chica in particular, the only one who had ever talked to him, even if it was yelling, it was still words. Being spoken. To Him. Vincent eventually stopped and left to eat elsewhere, behind the school. When the bell rung, he lingered before heading to class, seeing the group still by the tree, and packing up their things. He disappeared as soon as Freddy saw him.
"..Chica? Can I ask you something?"
Chica, who was still in a giggly mood, nodes, "sure Freddy."
"....who was the guy you where fighting with earlier? He keeps appearing and just staring..."
Chica then gets serious, "His name is Vincent, and it's rumored he killed his girlfriend Violet. I was angry at him earlier because he said my mom made a mistake. My mom is the cop that arrested him."
Freddy's eyes widen, "whoa....he's kinda sketchy.."
"Yeah.., I believe he killed his girlfriend...but I don't know why he'd do it..."
Freddy shrugs, "people do stupid and crazy things. But, we can talk about this later. We'll be late for our classes..."
They look around and see no one outside anymore. They quickly grab their things, and run inside to get to their classes on time. After school, Freddy walks with Bonnie, Chcia, and Foxy to get home. Gold left early to get to work on time. Bonnie and Chica live on the same street, and Foxy lives over s fence somewhere. Freddy walks home alone, and has a feeling of someone following him. He turns around to see Vincent behind him, he stops when Freddy stops, and moved when Freddy moved. Freddy panicked a bit, not sure if he should go home or lead Vincent elsewhere to lose him. Vincent eventually grows bored, and leaves Freddy alone. Freddy then makes a run for it to his house, locking the doors and windows for safety. He stays inside, a bit scared, and decides to watch tv to calm his nerves. Gold gets home an hour later, causing Freddy to jump. Gold raises an eyebrow at his brother,
"...you okay Freddy?"
Freddy shakes his head, "nope."
Gold snorts and goes into the kitchen to make dinner. Freddy sighs, and thinks to himself, "maybe he wasn't following me...maybe I'm just going crazy,,,"

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