It's Me! (A Five Nights at Freddy's 2 Story)

Chapter 7

Foxy sat in the darkness, trying to grasp his thoughts.

A new restaurant... of course there'd also be new animatronics. The four of us must just be things to take parts from or something.

In front of him, Chica shifted, quietly giggling.

"Oh my god, be quiet. That new version of you wasn't that funny," Freddy growled. Chica stopped giggling and shifted again.

"Well excuse me if my sense of humor is different from yours, teddy bear," Chica snapped. Foxy's eyes widened. Chica was definitely more irritable. "So shut your friggin' metal mouth!"

Foxy heard someone get to their feet. "Or what, bird brain?" Freddy snarled. Chica got to her feet.

"Or I'll shut it for ya!"

"Try it!"

Here was a loud thud and Foxy immediately jumped to his feet. Bonnie let out a whimper and shuffled further into a corner.

"Knock it off, both of you!" Foxy growled.

"Or what?!" Chica and Freddy snarled savagely in unison.

What, indeed? Foxy though. "Or nothing. I'm not about to do anything. You two are just being so annoying. Act your age."

"In case you didn't know, we don't exactly know how old we are," Chica whined.

"Pfft. We're at least 20 something," Freddy intervened.

"Shaddup!" Chica cried as another thud was heard.

"Stop smacking me!" Freddy yelled. Foxy sighed in defeat and fell back onto the ground, leaning against the wall again.

"What do we do?" Bonnie asked quietly, his red eyes shining bright.

"I dunno," Foxy shrugged. "I don't think we should go outside of this room yet until we can get a grip on ourselves." Foxy shot a savage look towards where he thought Chica and Freddy were.

"It's not my fault Freddy thinks I can have an opinion," Chica chirped.

"It's not that you can't have an opinion, it's that your opinion is stupid. I say that new version of you isn't that funny," Freddy spat.

"And I say it is!" Chica retorted.

"And I think you both need to shut up!" Bonnie suddenly cried, surprising them all. Bonnie was rarely this bold. "Your bickering is getting you two nowhere, except on my nerves!"

A heavy clank was heard as Chica plopped down on the floor. "Fine."

Another loud thud followed as Freddy sat down as well. "Whatever."

"Now then," Foxy started, "are we all set?"

"Set for what?" Bonnie asked, turning his head to look at Foxy.

"All set to turn the lights on."

"The lights?" Freddy said, confused.

"Yes," Foxy said, standing up and finding his way across the room slowly. "We're not alone in here."