Mangle's P.O.V.
I run into my bathroom at the house and start throwing up. No one shared a room with me so if I died they couldn't find me. I stay in the bathroom with on and of vomiting for an hour. Finally Foxy comes in and sees me shaking on the floor next to the toilet. He grabs my hand and gets down with me. I lean over the toilet and puke again. Why me. Foxy picks me up and carefully pulls off my slippers. He moves the covers over and carefully puts me down. He covers me up. I fall asleep ten minutes later.
I wake up the next morning feeling not much better. Foxy comes in with a thermometer. He puts it in my mouth for a second and takes it out.
"You have a fever. Stay in bed today." he tells me.
"Okay..." I say quietly.
Foxy leaves and I'm alone again. I grab my phone and call TC. I tell her I'm having a day off due to my stomach. She says it's okay and they'll put up a sign. The pizzeria can have one day without the destroyed fox. I rest for awhile, shuffle over to the bathroom a couple times, try to eat, and watch TV. At the end of the day I feel better. I guess all I needed was a day off!
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Foxy's Love Life
HorrorSome chapters will be mature and inappropriate and maybe they're not to long but I try!!!!!!!
