"My creations..."- A Funtime Foxy Fanfic -

Neues Leben

That's in German, btw. Feel free to look up the translation.^^

Now, onto the book.

<•Funtime Foxy's 1st person POV•>

I didn't know where I was, what I am, or what's happening, but I do remember one thing. The frightening view of a fox-like animatronic with its jaws opening up much larger then the size of my head. Then, there was black. And now, I'm awake. I feel nimble, yet restricted. Balanced, yet uneven. Free, yet trapped.

I opened my eyes to see a empty room. The ground was black and white tiles, and the walls were light shades of purple and pink. Ugly colors. Behind,  dark red curtains.

I was on a dark oak wood stage, with bright lights on me. But, surprisingly, they didn't bother me. I moved my legs and started to the side of the stage where a flight of stairs were. While I walked, I heard the slight sound of robotic movements.

I stop. So does the sound.

It... it can't be me, right?

I continue on, hearing the sound again, and travel down the stairs. I quickly search the walls of the room. There. I spotted it in the back of the room. A mirror. Strangely the lights on the stage followed where I went, almost as if it knew I needed light. I stopped.

Can it turn off?

Sure enough, the lights turned off.

Turn back on!

It turns on.

That's amazing! Somehow I can control the lights! I felt like smiling, but I couldn't. I don't know what's happening. Continuing on, I finally got to the mirror, and robotically screamed.

In the reflection there was a horrifying sight. The animatronic that I remembered was staring right back at me, with blood stained on its feet, chest, hands, and snout, including its teeth. It also had focused, cat-like eyes the color of orange.What am I saying. 'It' was me. The disgusting animatronic in the mirror.

Inwardly, I shivered. I'm a monster. Blood comes from living beings, and I was a robot. A peace of metal trash. How am I even thinking right now? I fell to the ground at the foot of the mirror, still staring at my reflection.

I grabbed my head with my hands, noticing the long, hot pink fingernails on them. I felt like crying, but no sound nor liquid came out. Just a drawing sound of something powering down. And as I sat there, vision darkening, I realized- it was me.

<•Ballora's 1st person POV•>

Dancing, spinning, round and round. That's all it was. I couldn't stop. My grandmother's music box's tune ringing in my ears. That's all it was. I couldn't stop. I couldn't open my eyes, not that I could even see anything anyways. I sensed others around me, maybe two or three? I don't know.

I wanted desperately to stop, to figure out what's going on, but I was frozen.
It was a strange feeling that reminded me of sleep paralysis in a way. Not being able to move no matter how hard you try. It's the most scariest and horrible thing to experience.

The worst thing is, I don't remember anything. It's the word that I feel is completely terrorizing my mind: amnesia.

Not one thought comes to mind when I think of memories. Nor does any names or shapes. Just a buzzing haze that seems to want to stay there no matter how much I try to focus.

As a matter of fact, the more I try to think, the harder it is. I begin to hear a slow drawling sound, one that reminds me of a... electrical box.. that is slowly.... shutting down....

<•No ones POV•>

Around the neighborhood people were in a panic. Exactly seven kids have gone missing, including one who had supposedly "moved away from town". The teen's had been reported to have gone to a birthday party for Elizabeth Afton, but they were never found. Her father was questioned, then released when they realized he didn't know anything.

So, the whole city of Sukya seemed to have this uneasy, depressed atmosphere. But, as always, life goes on. The kids were forgotten in the past and occasionally grieved by the parents.

Eventually the new pizzeria lifted the towns spirits and replenished their sense of humor. Life was good. Life was great.

*time skip brought to you by Elizabeth's ice cream :)*

<•Liam's 1st person POV•>

The long days of pleasing children were always so stressful. Trying to hold myself back when I see them. I have this uncanny sense to hurt them, for some reason. But I always just shrug it away and wag my tail happily.

Funtime Freddy, on the other hand, could not control himself whatsoever and threw poor Bon-Bon at a annoying child. They were both sent to the 'Employees only' room which is actually the Parts and Service room. You never want to go there. They'll open you up and shut you down for a while, then take you to the scooper. By 'they', I mean the night-guards. I, myself, have never been there before. I always did what I was supposed to and left the children and night-guards alone. I only saw the scooper once when I followed Circus Baby there, and I never went back. Nobody ever wants to go back there.

I looked around my empty room and sighed, closing my eyes lazily. I didn't actually feel tired or anything, I was just bored. We have been closed for four days now because of 'Spring Break' for the kids. Because of that, it's been some slow days. Well, even with the kids it's kinda-

My ears perked up at the slight sound of something talking. I didn't recognize the voice, unfortunately, because as soon as it came it was gone. 

But the feeling that there was a presence still stood. I tensed and searched my room warily. The shadows seemed to be moving on their own and making shapes of my own shape.

But then, I heard the voice again. And this time, as if it were right in my ear, a feminine voice rang out, "Hello,
Funtime Foxy. My name is Lolbit."

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Words in all: 1139

Wow. This, per say, could be the turning point in the story. I feel so bad that you guys don't realize what's gonna happen, and I feel so pumped to roll it into words.

Also, I'm really sorry this is short. I'll try to find some more inspiration to write, because at the moment I'm in a tight spot in life.

If your enjoying, feel free to vote, because it reading hypes me up to know that my work is being read and appreciated. Thank you all for keeping up with all this, and talk to ya next chapter. Buh-bye!