Book 1- The Bite

Chapter 3

(Chica’s POV)

                I could tell something was up with Freddy. It has been almost four weeks now. He had that look in his eye that said so. One day there was another party. Freddy sang and danced but you could tell there was no emotion. I continued to pass out pizza and give them to kids. When suddenly someone walked in with a big box. It was huge. Taller than me. The man went back behind Foxy’s curtain and in a few minutes came out. He had no box this time. And he left. I was curious what it was. I went back to look and my eyes widened to the size of the moon. A NEW FOXY! DID THEY FIX HIM? I said, “Foxy?” His golden eyes opened and looked at mine. “Argh?” I smiled and realized. This Foxy wasn’t a toy foxy like us. He was newer. But slightly more mangy looking. He wasn’t a toy and he had furrier ears. “Hello Foxy. I’m Chica.” He looked at me for a moment. “I know maytee. How could I forget such a pretty face?” I smiled again. “I have to go, but you’re up next. Okay?” Foxy smiled and nodded. It was show time.

(New Foxy’s POV)

                There were so many children here. I was new. I had some of “Mangle’s” old memories. They were somewhat nice, except for the latest party. He was ripped to shreds. All I could do was take the pain for him. Luckily I was built with extra sturdy materials so I would hopefully last longer. I watched as the kids crowded around the band as the blissfully played together. I noticed Freddy however. His eyes would occasionally veer towards the back room. That was the one Mangle was in. He didn’t seem like him. At least, that’s what I thought. I only had a few memories of Freddy and gang. I took my place behind the curtain and I prepared for my first show. I watched from behind the starred curtain as Chica began to pass pizza out to the kids. I could feel my endoskeleton become warm. But not like the kind of warm I feel when I overheat. This was a new kind off warm. Like, I kind of felt fuzzy on the inside. A warm and soft feeling. I looked away from Chica and I became normal again. I think I was learning to feel emotion?  I don’t know. I prepped behind the stage and watched as the blue drapes were rolled back revealing a big crowd of kids standing at the foot of the Pirate Cove. My turn.

(Freddy’s POV)

                I watched as the curtains were pulled back, revealing New Foxy. The kids screamed in excitement when the curtains opened. The New Foxy said his line, “Arrrg ye Maytees! Are ye ready to Parrrrty!?” The kids screamed and several tried to jump at the Foxy. This time there were people. They stood between the kids and the animatronic. They began to rally the kids back into the designated are like cattle. After a while Bonnie, Chica, and I relaxed a little and played some songs. Foxy did his performance and eventually all of the kids left. The entire time I still felt my eyes veer over to where Mangle was. I feel bad because I loved the old Foxy. We would always hang out together. He was my best friend. I had known him for so long and he absolutely LOVED his job. I feel bad because now Mangle just sits back there doing nothing. Occasionally the kids will wander beck to the prize booth and see him lying behind the door but they will most of the time just ignore him. And if they do acknowledge him they run away. After all of the kids left the manager left. He locked the doors behind him after the night guard showed up. I looked over at Bonnie who just stood there looking st me. “What?” I said. Bonnie shrugged, “I don’t know. I feel bad.” He said. I said, “Why?” He motioned towards Mangle’s room. I nodded and said, “Want to have some fun.” I gave a devious smile and looked at Chica. They both nodded and hopped off the stage. Bonnie took his place by the vent and Chica in the hallway. It was time to have some fun with the night guard.