Never Enough For You

Aftermath Of The Incident

Foxy opened his eyes slowly, removing the eye patch. He rubbed his other eye. "What happened?" He muttered, his eyes widened, and all the memories flooded back into his mind. He sat up quickly.

His eyes became glossy, realizing that he still had blood on him.

"Why did I do that?"

"I don't know, you tell me." A voice spoke in the dark, making Foxy jump.
He looked at the figure in his room, reviling himself as Freddy, though he seemed to be angry.

"Oh, ahoy, Freddy."

"Don't ' Oh, ahoy, Freddy' me; I want to know why! Why did you do this? Here at Freddy's, it's all about bringing this fantasy and fun to life! How could you do this?!" Freddy's eyes were filled with despair as he spat angrily. He waited for a reply while crossing his arms.

Foxy stared at him for awhile, trying to think of an answer but he couldn't think of a reason why. He could tell Freddy was losing his patience. 'Okay, Foxy, think carefully. You can't just tell him that you didn't have control... Wait, that's it!' He thought about it until Freddy jolted him out of it.

"Well?"

"I-I wasn't in control... I couldn't move me body; 'twas like somethin' was makin' me do it." Foxy stated, avoiding Freddy's gaze. Freddy blinked then began to laugh deeply, sending chills up Foxy's spine.

"Wow! That makes so much sense!" Foxy sighed out of relief. "Thank ye fer under-"

"That's bullshit. What do you take me for? An idiot? That doesn't even make sense. I gave you a chance to explain yourself, and that's what you came up with? I though you trusted me to tell me the truth but I see I was wrong." Freddy snared, his anger increasing even more.

Foxy lowered his ears and gazed deeply into the bear's, hoping Freddy would stop and listen to reason. At this, Freddy growled and gave him a hard slap across the face. "Stop looking like you didn't do anything wrong!!"There was a brief period of silence. Freddy had never raised his hand to him or the others before, so Foxy was very surprised that he would slap him. Even the furious parents were treated with kindness by Freddy.

"Y-you slapped me." Foxy then let out a whimper as he pushed against the wall as Freddy yanked him from his bed. "Get this through your thick head; you murdered a child! This place got shut down because of you! You deserve more than just a slap to the face right now, fox!" Freddy spat, punching Foxy in the stomach, causing him to yell out in pain and fall to the floor when Freddy let him go. Freddy's anger was clouding his actions.

Foxy's had tears in his eyes, not fully understanding why Freddy was hurting him; he didn't mean to; it was an accident.

Freddy took hold of him once more and flung him against the wall, kicking him violently and creating bruises all over. Foxy let out a scream after each blow, but he didn't bother to defend himself, as it wouldn't help. The bear stared at the fox and hit the wall. "Don't ever show your face around me again, fox." Before leaving the Cove, he snared. With tears in his eyes, Foxy lay there in agony. He earned it; he truly loved Freddy. It was, after all, his fault, right?

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A few minutes later, Bonnie and Chica ran into Foxy's Cove seeing Foxy on the floor in pain, they rushed over to help him up.

"Foxy?! Are you okay?" Bonnie asked looking at the bruises. "I'm so sorry we didn't do anything to help you, we just woke up to your cries of pain, god I'm so sorry!" Chica added in very crossed that Freddy would be this hateful towards an accident, but it was a death of a child.

"Y-you didn't mean to do it on purpose, right?" Chica asked as Foxy met her eyes.

"I didn' do anythin', I wasn't in control." Foxy replied sitting up holding his stomach. "That doesn't make sense, but I believe you Foxy." Goldie suddenly stepped in the Cove helping the others with Foxy. "Can you tell us what happened?" Bonnie asked helping Foxy sat on his bed, before he staring at the ground.

"Well, Freddy called me out 'n I was about t' join the show but I heard a voice, 'twas tellin' me hateful things, next thing I knew I wasn't in control o' me body, I could see 'n hear jus' fine, but me movements we be restricted. That's all I remember then it went all black." Foxy explained hoping his friends understood and believed him.

Goldie's eyes widened and teleported to Freddy's room before the other's notice he was gone.

"Freddy?"

"What?"

Goldie looked at the brown bear sitting on the edge of his bed rubbing his temples in frustration before looking towards Goldie. "He didn't do it." Goldie spoke up after the long painful silence Freddy chuckled softly.

"You believe his little story? I guess the others do too, huh?" He questioned, but Goldie didn't answer.

"Typical." Freddy muttered, but Goldie heard him loud and clear.

"You don't understand h-"

"No! You don't understand! None of you do, he killed a child! A child! This place is shut down because of him! And I'm the one that doesn't understand? Are you hearing yourself?!" Freddy barked loudly getting up from the bed and walked towards his older brother in rage, Goldie was unfazed by the yelling, but understood Freddy's point of view.

"What if it was you?" Goldie asked making Freddy stop in his tracks.

"W-what?" Freddy looked dumbfounded by the question.

"What if it was you that killed the child? Would the others understand your story? Would Foxy hate you to the point were he would beat him up for it? Would you feel like a piece of shit if your closest friend that you loved for years decides to beat you FOR SOMETHING THAT YOU DIDN'T EVEN DO?" Goldie shouted the last part of his sentence, making Freddy's ear lowered and avoided his gaze.

Goldie sighed and smiled. "Fred, try to calm down, it just happened...it still hurts you, I get it, but it hurts Foxy more that he did something that he don't do. Try to rekindle your relationship with him, it would do you some good." He said before teleporting out the room.

Freddy sat back on his bed thinking about the whole thing before sighing.
Suddenly a knock on the door made him come back to reality. He recognize that knock anywhere.

"Come in Chica."

Chica opened the door stepping into his room, fidgeting with her feathery fingers. "What's wrong?" Freddy questioned, noticing the nervousness from her. "U-umm..well, w-what is h-he going to do now?" Chica squeaked in fear. Freddy looked down at the floor before looking back up. "Punish him... he needs to clean the kitchen and sweep the stage, I just...I don't want to see him right now." Freddy concluded as Chica nodded in agreement.

"O-okay, see you later Freddy." She smiled weakly and left closing the door behind her.

Despite them being friends, Freddy was still the intimidating one out of the five besides Goldie.Freddy laid in his bed and began to doze off, thinking about those white eyes he saw on Foxy.

"I need some food." He muttered before standing up.