Falling For Foxy

Chapter Three- Meeting Foxy~

You arrived at work the next day, without Carl there to greet you. This seemed odd, but you seemed to know your way around by now, so instead you just walked into your office and sat down. You took a sip of your soda, and turned on all the cameras. That room still at the back of your mind... Feeling brave you walk out of your office and walk around looking for the room. Eventually, you found it. The curtains still closed, the sign remained there. Your heart pounds, threatening to burst out of your chest... You pull back the curtain. Your heart almost stopped when you laid eyes upon the creature standing in front of you. A torn up fox, with those familiar bright eyes... It was Foxy. You casually stepped forward and sat down In the chair near the animatronic, inspecting every nook, and fibre. Foxy jolts slightly, but you think you're seeing things... But you're not. He then does a full animatronic stretch. It was a sure reality this time. He twitches slightly, and then swiftly turns around to see you slumped in the chair... "(Y/N)... Is that you..?" Terrified you submissively nod, as you take in the sight that's in front of you. You start breathing heavily, and your heart beats rapidly, Foxy's bright eyes transfixed on your face, his hook gleaming. "I- I was just looking around, it's my second night, and I didn't really know where I was goi-" You were cut off by foxy, "Ye are looking wonderful tonight lass," You were taken aback by his words, but they settled you. "Foxy.. Do you really remember me?" You stuttered. "Why of course I do lassie, ye were me number one fan, I cared for ye as ye did for me." All the painful memories flooded back to you... "What about my birthday, why did you do it Foxy?" You mumbled, as salty tears pricked into your eyes and slowly slithered down your cheek. "To protect you. The laddie must've been about 10/11, he thumped you so hard, and tried to look up your dress. I just saw red, and the next thing I knew, they were pullin' a boy's frontal lobe out of me mouth." Foxy said guiltily. "Oh foxy!" You shouted as you flopped into his arms and let the tears flow down your face, you buried your face into his dusty fur, breathing in his smell of sea salt...