(Over these past couple of years, Moxxie and Y/N have turned into a dynamic duo and the bullies have moved. They are both now 12 years old. Moxxie is now walking to Y/N's house. He knocks on the door.)
M/N: Y/N! Get the door!
Y/N: Coming! Wonder who could it be.
(Y/N opens the door.)
Y/N: Moxxie!
Moxxie: Hi Y/N! I came here to tell you some bad news.
Y/N: What is it?
Moxxie: Well....um.... the thing is.... I'M MOVING!
(Y/N starts to laugh very loud.)
Y/N: Moxxie. You kidder.
Moxxie: I'm not kidding. The moving truck is about to come.
Y/N: Yes you are. Right?
( Y/N starts to shed tears.)
M/N: It's true. His mom told me.
(Moxxie's parents and Y/N, Moxxie and M/N go into the middle of the street. They are done packing. They start to say their final goodbyes.)
Y/N: Moxxie please. You can't leave. There has to be some other way.
Moxxie: I'm sorry.
Y/N: Please. I guess this is goodbye.
Moxxie: Y/N. Let me tell you something.
Y/N: Yeah?
Moxxie: It's not goodbye, it's just see you soon.
Y/N: Okay. And while we're here, I would like to make a promise Moxxie.
Moxxie:Okay.
(Y/N and Moxxie both hold up their video game necklaces.)
M/N: Aww.
Y/N: Moxxie, I just want you to know that whatever happens, while you're gone, I want you to think of me. I will always think about you. Wherever you go, I will always be with you.
Moxxie: Okay.
(Moxxie and Y/N give each other a fist bump and a hug.)
Moxxie's mom: Alright. Let's go.
Y/N: Bye.
Moxxie: Bye
( The moving truck starts to drive off. M/N starts to get back inside but Y/N starts to run after the truck. Y/N is about to stop running.)
Y/N: Moxxie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Moxxie then waves back.)
( Y/N then kneels down on the street.)
Y/N: Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all to hell!
M/N: Y/N. I'm sorry.
Y/N: I'll come back for you Moxxie. I promise.
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Childhood Love:Moxxie x Male Reader
FanfictionY/N and Moxxie have been friends in hell since they were both 6 years old. They both were a dynamic duo until a certain somebody had to move. They meet up again one day. Who knows what will happen?