Foxy's POV
I awoke in a dark room. It was filled with wires. I looked around to find nothing. I seen my Pirate Cove curtains. They were torn. Where am I? Am I somewhere else? In a dump? Can't be. I would be dead by now. I thought to myself.
"Foxy? Bae? Are you there?" Chica asked. Not her again. Grr. Just stay quiet. I thought to myself.
"Foxy? Are ya there?" Bonnie asked.
"Oh Foxy. Are-are-are you in there?" Freddy asked.
"Baee!!" Chica exclaimed.
"Well they destroyed Foxy-Foxy." Freddy sighed.
"Ah man! But he was my bae!" Chica complained.
"There's nothin' we can do about it Chica. If he's gone, he's gone." Freddy sighed.
"Ye really think im gone?" I asked.
"Foxy???" Bonnie asked.
"I dont go down without a fight. Ye guys know that. Ye knew me all your life. I be a pirate. Pirates dont die so easily. We be tough." I couldnt help but chuckle.
"Oh-oh-oh. Foxy. You're-you're alive!" Chica smiled. I rolled my eyes.
"Just because I be alive, doesnt mean we're together Chica." I growled.
"You said you loved me." Chica frowned.
"No I did not." I responded.
