(I brought this story back for Fnaf VR, Security Breach, and the Movie. I couldn't keep up with all of the notifications. That's why I removed the story.)
Remember Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria? A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fanta...
"This is going to be so much fun," Chica said, clapping her hands.
"Yeah, lot's of fun," you said, half-listening. You were concentrating and checking the security cameras.
"Checking to see if anyone will come and attack you? Don't worry, no one will."
"Yeah, you can't promise that..." you looked at her. She was smiling. Something about how she said it made you feel uncertain.
"Or are you afraid someone will ruin our special time together?"
"Nope."
"... So I heard you hung out with Foxy last night."
"Yeah," you went back to your tablet.
"Lucky."
"What?" you looked up at her again.
"Lucky. I like Foxy and you got to hang out with him for six hours!"
So Chica and Foxy DO like each other. Well that's bad. Probably shouldn't have kissed him...
"What did you do?"
"Well, I mostly chased him."
"Ha! Classic! Chasing a fox! You're funny!" she then started laughing hysterically.
"You okay?" you looked at her up and down.
"Why do you ask?" you noticed her eye twitching.
"Umm..."
"OF COURSE I'M NOT OKAY!!!" she burst out yelling. "YOU NEED TO BACK OFF MY BOYFRIEND!!!"
"Whaa? Boyfriend?!?! I didn't know you two were together!!!"
"He just doesn't want to admit it yet," she said sweetly. "BUT I SAW YOU TWO KISSING SO YOU BETTER BACK OFF!!! AND I'M GOING TO TALK TO HIM!!!" she started screaming again.
"O- okay. Sorry Chica..." you were sweating now you were so uncomfortable.
"I'll be right back..." she hopped down off of the stool that was next to you and that she was sitting on and left the room.
You refrained from locking both doors. She came back with a cupcake five minutes later.
You were looking at the clock. It was 12:08.
"I got it!" she said, hopping onto the seat beside you and placing the cupcake onto the table. It was a cold looking, moldy, cupcake with what looked to be 12? Day old frosting.
"Um... What is that?" you were about to ask about the flavor. It looked like h/f(hated flavor) which you hated but she interrupted.
"A cupcake, silly. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT A CUPCAKE IS?!?!"
"Yes! Yes! I do! Haha. Um..." She's notACTUALLY going to make me EAT that 12 day old monstrosity is she?
"You want to eat it?! I added a little something just for you!" She held it out for you to take and eat. "Here you are!"
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