Five Nights At Markisparklez *DISCONTINUED*

Foxy

The rest of the walk to Pirate Cove I could see Mark flicking his eyes to me every once in a while. Maybe it has to do with me tripping and face planting into Jordan's back.... Which actually kind of hurt.

When we get to Pirate Cove, Goldie rattles the curtain and yells for Foxy.

"Foxy! Get your fat butt out here! We have a guest!" I giggled. Apparently Foxy has a "fat butt" now.

Foxy pokes his head through the curtain and sees Mark, Jordan, and I.

"And who are you?" He asks in a mild pirate accent.

"Foxy, this is y/n, Jordan, and Mark. They are here to try to beat the game irl." Goldie gestures to us. I can't believe he said irl.

Foxy comes out from behind the curtains. "Nice to meet ya." He hold out his hand for us to shake. I try to grab it, but my hand goes right through his. Oh, yeah. He's a ghost...

"Oh, whoops." He pulls back his hand and and just waves instead.

I see Mark just staring at Foxy's other hand... or should I say hook?

"So..." Foxy trails off. I guess he's awkward, too.

"How about we go and find Chica?" Goldie suggests.

"Sure," Jordan agrees. Which I find kind of weird since he was seriously screaming and pacing around the room literally five minutes ago. I wonder what's up with him.