===Foxy's POV===
Night's shade drifts soft and quietly around, disrupted only by the golden orange glow of street lamps. Their blurred light passes by in short flashes as I steer down an empty road. The quiet seeps in from all corners, deafening me except for the sounds of tires on the asphalt. Why am I doing this? I think to myself, asking the same question over and over again. "Why?" Why can I not get Mangle out of my head? Why can't I help this feeling when I'm around her? But I already know the answer, I pieced it together not too long ago. I'm in love with her. It's this ever present yearning for her, always wanting her around me. I love it... but at the same time I hate it.After what feels like hours of driving in silence, I pull up to a large mansion illuminated by lights. My car becomes silent and still as I pull the key from the ignition, and step out into the cold night air. It's smell is crisp and all too familiar, and a certain scent hangs in the air; the smell of rain. I don't dwell on the exciting idea of rain, it's only thing I can truly enjoy, instead, I grab my duffle bag from the backseat and walk towards the large front door. My heart quickens, and I begin to hear second thoughts rushing through my head, but before I can act upon them, the front door opens and Mangle stands before me. A large smile crosses her beautiful features as she greets me... her voice.. so soothingly soft.
"You actually came. I'm a little surprised." She says, a smirk replacing the smile she once shown.
"i said i'd be here. unlike most, I keep my word." At this point I expect her to welcome me inside, but instead she walks out and shuts the door behind her. A small glimpse of worry glistens in her deep golden eyes... her... deeply beautiful... golden eyes.
"Look, before we go in... you can't just walk out. You have to stay, at least for a little bit... ok?" Confused I agree and she once again opens the door, and we both enter. The main foyer is floored with white speckled marble. Right in front of the door is a curving staircase leading upstairs where voices and laughter descend from. I follow closely behind Mangle as she begins to ascend the stairs. The voices and laughter growing louder the closer we ascend.
Once we reach the top the room goes quiet as Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, Freddy, Bonnie and Chica stare at me, all of them sitting in a circle and all in pajamas. A surprised and confused look in their eyes. The silence goes on forever, their stares are nerve racking. It goes on for a while longer before Toy Chica pipes up."Hey, uh, Mangle. You mind filling us in? I wasn't aware that anyone else was... coming over."
"Well... you all know Foxy, and I... took the liberty of inviting him." This awkward conversation is brought to a halt as the stares continue again. At this point I'm over it and turn around to leave. I'm about halfway down the stairs when Toy Chica responds, surprisingly happy.
"Well, are you gonna just let him leave? Come on in!" And just like that, I'm roped in again. Again I'm dragged upstairs and back into the room. It's a fairly large living room, probably not the only one, with a flatscreen tv, couches, and a few arm chairs off in the corner. Which I decide to set my bag next to and take a seat, far from the chatting and laughter that started up again. The noise hurts my head, their constant talking. I try desperately to drag myself into the recesses of the shadows and my mind to no avail. Seems like no even they can handle this.
I listen to them for a while before standing up and walking out of the room and down the stairs. Hoping to slip out and grab something from my car without anyone noticing. But she notices and stops me before I'm about the walk out the door."Where are you going?" Mangle asks from the top of the stairs while leaning on the banister.
"just forgot something in the car." She gives a nod of understanding.
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(Canceled) Before I Shatter (FNAF Highschool) (Book 1 of 3)
FanfictionFor as long as he can remember, Foxy has been alone. Never a person of consequence. A loner. So cold and distant that you would question whether he was every really there. But something changed. The loving kindness of one girl drew Foxy out of his d...