Foxy Natsu

Chapter 1: The Murder

You don't know how hard, fucking hard, it was to make the book cover for this book. It took me awhile to figure it out, but I like the ending product I hope you guys like the book cover as well- cuuuuuzzzz -it ain't changing...
Well I hope you enjoy the book!
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↓Take note please↓

Talking

Thinking

Singing

Natsu POV

I had just finished a job, and tomorrow I am headed back to Fairy Tail. Right now? I'm heading to the hotel I'm staying at, but before I could get there... I see a pizzeria. The title of the pizzeria is 'Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria'.

It looks fun, don't get me wrong. Man- I'm sooo hungry!

I walk into the pizzeria. As soon as get in; I see arcade games, animatronics, and kids having fun. Hm..?1 This looks like an awesome place. I walk up to the counter to see a nice lady.

"Miss, I would like a table please." I said in a polite voice, a teethy smile forming on my face.

"Sure! Would you like some tokens so you can play the games, also, would you like a cup to get yourself a drink?" She says in a sweet tone, making me nod with a chuckle. After gathering everything, she gave me some tokens, and a cup. The lady gestured me to follow her so I did and a couple seconds later we were at a table.

"Okay, here is your table, sir. A waiter will be by soon to take your order when you're ready." She said and I nod, keeping my wide smile just as she hands me a menu and she walks away. I look at the menu and I decide I want a pepperoni pizza because why not? Start off classy. As my gaze was on the menu, I see a waiter coming my direction from the corner of my eyes.

"Hey there kid. Are you ready to order?" The waiter asks and I turn my gaze to him, nodding automatically.

"I would like the pepperoni pizza, please!" I said as he nods, and went to the kitchen to tell the chief my order. When he left, I got up from my seat and went to the soda machines. When I was about ready to get my drink, I see a four kids that look younger than me; following some type of animatronic into a back room.

By the smell of the animatronic, I could tell it was a man. I had a bad feeling forming in my gut that made me furrow my eyebrows, and glare that direction.

"I should follow them" I thought to myself.

I stopped doing what I was doing and I found myself beginning to follow the man in the animatronic suit and those kids. I make it to the back room, but the door was closed behind them.

"Crap!" I growl in my head.

I look over the door to see there was a label on it, saying 'Parts and Service'.

I tried opening the door, but it was locked.

"Of course, this one's smart enough to lock the door behind him" I do a mental eye roll as a scoff escapes me.