The Gang

Funtime Foxy

Hey guys! The picture above is female Funtime Foxy, but my Funtime Foxy is a boy. . . let's just imagine it's a boy. Listen to: Closer by The Chainsmokers ft. Halsey. Thank you and enjoy!
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I glance at Funtime Freddy. Ever since he told me he liked Circus Baby, I couldn't help but become jealous. Yes, I like Funtime Freddy - so what? It's called love. Circus Baby can be with Funtime Freddy, but she must not break his heart. I don't know why I even like him. It's unusual. Maybe I got it from my parents - who knows? Maybe because he was funny and handsome. Maybe because he was rich. Maybe because he was caring. I stare at Circus Baby. Ah, yes. The mean one, the cold one, the lone wolf, the mysterious one, the secretly childish one, the hot one. . . many names for her. She catches me staring at her, and she growls at me. I hear her mumble, "Perv." I chuckle softly and eat my dinner.

I lay down on my bed with a sigh. Toy Freddy was still on his desk, making some of his funny songs. "Are ya ever gonna sleep?" I ask him. He just snores. I smile and close my eyes. Goodnight.

"Funtime Foxy. . . Foxy! Wake up!" shouts a raspy voice. I jump off of my bed and I see Funtime Freddy standing on top of me, he was wearing his white and pink suit. I groan. "What is it now, Funtime Freddy?" He shakes his head. "You're going to be late for the performance!"
"Shoot."
I open the small cabinet, and wear my white and pink shorts. I wear my buttoned up white and pink polo, and my pink sneakers. I brush my white and pink hair neatly and I wear my gloves. I grin. "I'm ready."

As usual, Circus Baby was wearing that bored expression of hers. She nods at me. "You're late. Do you know what happens when you're late?" I shake my head. She sighs. "I thought that you, out of all people, would know. You're going to be sent to the Scooping Room. Do you know why they call it the Scooping Room?" Again, I shake my head. "Because, dummy, it's the room where they use the Scooper. I thought that would be obvious," she says in that soft, lilting tone of hers. My face darkens. "S-Scooper? W-What h-h-h-happens when they use the S-S-Scooper on m-m-me?" I ask. She gives me a broken smile. "They take the bad things inside you - out." She opens the door and enters, leaving all three of us horrified.

I smile. "And then, we do this -" I stick out my bottom lip. The children do so as well. "Now, you should be able to control the adults! Hooray!"
"HOORAY!" they cheer.
Then, I hear Circus Baby sing. The children run out of the room, saying goodbye to me and Funtime Freddy, and go to Circus Gallery. I follow them as well. . . and I am left dazed.

🎶Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you
I drink too much and that's an issue
But I'm OK
Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them
But I hope I never see them
Again

I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke-down car
And four years, no calls
Now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar
And I, I, I, I, I can't stop
No, I, I, I, I, I can't stop

So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older

You look as good as the day I met you
I forget just why I left you,
I was insane
Stay and play that Blink-182 song
That we beat to death in Tucson,
OK

I know it breaks your heart
Moved to the city in a broke-down car
And four years, no call
Now I'm looking pretty in a hotel bar
And I, I, I, I, I can't stop
No, I, I, I, I, I can't stop

So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older

So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older

We ain't ever getting older
No, we ain't ever getting older🎶

Circus Baby smiles. "Thank you - sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite!" she says with a wink. I see Ballora and Funtime Freddy blush. The show ends, and we all remove our makeup. "Well, that was a tiring evening," I say. Funtime Freddy nods his head. "Yeah. It was. I can't wait to go sleep." Circus Baby glares at him. "Better not snore again." Funtime Freddy smiles sheepishly and rubs the back of his neck. Ballora laughs. "Must be hard to sleep for you, huh?" she says while nudging Circus Baby. Circus Baby grins. "Yeah, I guess so." They both laugh. I smile and glance at Funtime Freddy. He was still smiling. He catches me staring at him. "Uh, Funtime Foxy - are you okay?" he asks me. Circus Baby and Ballora, who were playfully nudging each other, turns their attention to me. I blush and nod my head. "Y-Yeah, of course! N-N-Never been b-b-better!" Circus Baby glares at me, her eyes searching mine. I gulp nervously as she says, "Funtime Foxy, could you please come with me to my bedroom? I'm really scared of the dark!" she asks cutely, her eyes widening. Funtime Freddy turns red, while Ballora had a gush of blood comes out of her nose. I blush. "O-Okay, bu - AAH!" She drags me to her room, while I groan in pain the whole time. She slams the door. "You should be thankful I did that cute face," she murmurs. I raise a brow. "What-What?" She turns to me and pokes my chest while saying, "I know you like him, Funtime Foxy." I blush and shake my head. "N-No! I-I-I-I don't!" I say. Circus Baby smirks. "Oh yeah? Then, who do you like?" she asks smugly. I gulp as a bead of sweat falls down. I need to think. And fast. "U-Um. . . . " I focus my attention to Circus Baby who had a smug smile. "Y-YOU!" I blurt out all of a sudden. Her smile falters and blushes. "W-W-What?" I gulp and close my eyes. "I-I like you, Circus -"
"Hey, I heard some -"
Funtime Freddy just stares at me. Circus Baby stares at him in surprise, her jaw on the floor. I stare at Funtime Freddy, as well. He glares at me. "Were you confessing to her?" he asks me, furious. I shake my head and say, "N-No! You got the wrong idea!" He growls. "Shut up! You like her, don't you?" I sigh. "I knew it! You do like her!"
"Fred -"
"You like her! And you lied to me!"
"I don't like her."
"Oh really?"
"I like you."
He stays silent and walks out of the room. I glare at Circus Baby. "Is that what you wanted?" I ask. She blushes and her eyes meet mine. "I-I thought that was cool." I don't know why, but the statement made me blush. She makes a sound like, "Hmph," and exits the room. I smile and examine Circus Baby. At least I confessed to Funtime Freddy.