Forgotten (Foxy fanfic)

Chapter 75

"Who are you?" I asked him. He seemed familiar, but I didn't know why.

"It doesn't matter. I wasn't doing that for you."

He stalked off.

In my confusion, I put Toy Freddy back together, while the others crawled back and fixed themselves.

He blinked open his eyes.

"Mangle? Are you helping me?"

"Yes. That's what colleagues do for each other." I couldn't bring myself to say 'friend'.

"Yeah. Colleagues."

After everyone was restored to their original selves, we gathered around in a circle. The boy started talking.

"Alright. So, we were attacked by something that looked like Mangle. I don't know why, but we should be careful. We can't let this thing stop us from our mission. Keep a lookout for any strange entities. Anyways, back to the plan. Mangle, BB, I need you two."

We separated from the group and followed the boy over to another poster. This poster had a picture of BB.

"Do I have to go back there again?" BB asked.

"Yes. This is the last time."

I heard BB mumble "for now".

"You two will go in there together. BB, get some balloons. You'll need them. Now go."

The ghost left us alone.

"Ladies first." BB said.

I placed my hand on the poster and suddenly appeared in a different world.

At least this time all my parts are together.

"So, what now?" I asked.

"He told me to get some balloons, so I'll grab some. Wait for me here."

I waited for a few minutes until BB brought the red balloons back.

"Now what?"

"I have a feeling where we need to go."

He led me over to a ledge.

"We go through this wall."

"What? You can't be serious."

BB stared straight at me, and I knew this was real.

I grabbed his hand and we jumped off together.

I saw the balloons fly out of his hands.

"This isn't good. We need those balloons." He said while attempting to grab them.

"No. This is what's supposed to happen." I remembered how the balloons I had had escaped and made a pattern.

Maybe that's what's happening again. I hope.

I felt a wave of relief as we landed on red rubber.

"They formed a pathway?"

BB gazed in awe at the balloons.

"Calm down, Balloon Boy. This isn't what we're here for."

Still holding onto each other, we hopped from balloon to balloon.

We stopped at a large platform.

"It's..."

A crying boy sat curled up next to a wall.

When I stared at him, I could almost feel visions bombarding my head.

Visions of a little boy playing with an animatronic fox. Visions of the same boy talking to a man, and being led somewhere. Visions of screaming and stabbing.

I pulled out the cake that I didn't even remember I had.

I looked to BB. With the nod of a head, we knew what to do.

We walked up to the boy. With each step, the visions got louder and stronger.

Especially the screams...

I could tell that BB was feeling the same thing.

I gripped his hand harder, and kept walking.

We finally stood in front of the boy.

"Foxy?" I said.

The crying child looked up. Tears stained his cheeks, and he looked soulless. But he still wore the eyepatch and hook I've come to love.

"We have something for you."

BB and I handed Foxy the cake.

"This is...for me?" Foxy asked.

We both nodded as he took the cake from our hands.

Foxy took a small bite of the cake. Almost instantly, the color and happiness returned to his face.

"Thank you, BB. Thank you, Mangle. I don't know what I'd ever do without you."

BB gave Foxy a hug, and I preceded to do the same.

I gave him a small gentle kiss on the cheek and smiled.

"Happy sailing, Pirate."