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「 ❀˚. 🦊₊˚.༄ 」




WE WALK DOWN THE HALL BESIDE EACH OTHER, whilst doing so we bump into Bonnie who is wandering down the hall, his jaw immediately drops at the sight of me, I'm not that great... am I?

"Erin!" He runs towards me almost leaping into my arms and hugging me tight, he pulls away from me with his hands still holding my arms.

"You've grown up so much!" He looks me up and down, I smile politely at his words.

"Thanks." I say awkwardly as I shrug so he lets go of me, I look at the floor and cross one of my legs over the other.

"Uh— I'm gonna go get Freddy, Chica and Goldie!" He says urgently and runs back down the corridor, I turn around to face Foxy once again, his eyes were squinted and he looked almost like he was annoyed.

"What wrong with you?" I ask him confused with my hand now on my left hip.

"Oh— Uh— Nothing. Come with me Lass!" He says floating back to reality and leads me off to the cove by clutching my arm tightly.

With my other hand I rearrange his grip on my arm since I was pretty sure he was cutting off my circulation, he stops and just looks at me for a second then starts walking again, Uh- okay then, we make it to the cove and the curtains ruin my hair as I'm dragged through them

"Ugh— What did you want?" I ask moving my now messed up hair from my face wondering what I'm even doing here.

He walks over to his treasure chest which he has in the corner of the room and pulls out a stuffed Fox, what the fuck, I lost this Fox when I was 7 years old and cried about it for at least 2 days straight, turns out it's just been here to whole time, enclosed in a dusty treasure chest.

My mum had to sing me to sleep every night since I couldn't sleep without the darn thing.

"Is that— Mr Fox? My old plushie!" I squeak excitedly as he walks over me and hold it out in his hands. "He's been missing for 11 years!" I take him from his hands.

"You left it here one day when you were at the pizzeria." I smiled up at him, my cheeks almost going red.

"You think I don't know that—" I pull an even wider smile. "Thank you!" I smother him in my arms as i hear slow foot steps start leading towards me, I turn around and come face to face with with the bear Freddy Fazbear himself who just stands there in shock.

"I thought Bonnie was bluffing when he said you were back! For once he wasn't lying!" He strides on over to me and pulls me into a tight hug.

He notices a bulge in-between our hug, he pulls away and look down to see the old beloved fox plushie, he looks up at me and smiles.

𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐆𝐎 | foxy the pirateWhere stories live. Discover now