Foxy X Reader: An Unexpected Love

Food is Life!

^--Chapter pic by [SFM FNAF] Baby the Ballerina's Life (Aminoapps)--^

I just love this art style!! 😇

But Omg she's holding a plate of chicken. XD

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As you and Foxy neared the kitchen, the smell of food became stronger.
You break into a run.
"FOOD!!!"
Foxy laughs as you take off.

You skid to a halt in front of the kitchen door, a goofy grin on your face. Foxy soon comes to stand beside you, and pushes the swing-hinge door open.
"After you, lass."
Thanking him, you enter the kitchen, Foxy following right behind you.

"Hey guys!," Chica greeted the two of you warmly.
"I just got done making breakfast pizza bagels!"
"OOooh! What kind?"
"Sausage," Chica replied with a grin.

"Sounds great, Chica!"
Foxy just gives his feathered friend a simple thumbs-up.
"I'm so glad you're feeling better...um...what's your name?..."

"(Y/n) (L/n)," you reply, smiling at the friendly yellow chicken.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you (Y/n),"
She giggled.

She handed each of you a plate with one breakfast pizza bagel, then excused herself to bring Freddy and Bonnie theirs.

"Wait...," you begin, facing Foxy.
"You are all robots. Why would you need to eat?"
Foxy paused mid-bite, then pulled his hook back, his pizza bagel impaled on it. He looked at you, and gave a small grin.
"We just can, wee lass."
You frowned at him when he called you wee lass.

"......."

Seeing your reaction, he smirked slyly. "What? Ye don't like me callin' ya short?~"

"No." You replied, crossing your arms.
"No I don't."
Foxy only chuckled, then proceeded to take a bite from his breakfast.
With a roll of your big (e/c) eyes, you exit the kitchen and settle yourself in a chair, and eat your much needed breakfast.

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It's not long before you finish, and you get up to throw away your paper plate. Foxy had left the kitchen and had gone back to his Cove, while you returned to the party table you had just been seated at.

Chica was headed back your way, done with delivering food to the boys.
Once she spotted you sitting at one of the party tables, she smiled, and sat next to you.
"Hi (Y/n)."
"Oh, hey Chica," you greeted back, smiling.

"(Y/n)...I...I wanted to apologize....for last night.

At those words, you stiffen.

Chica continued.
"I...I know how hard it must be for you......leaving your family..."

You blink back the tears that were now threatening to spill over.
".....please...I need to go..."
Looking into Chica's captivating magenta irises, you silently plead for mercy, and hope she'll allow you to go home.

Chica's POV:

It's not that I don't want her to go home, but she's such a sweet girl.....
I'd hate for her to be injured or....or even killed!
Looking back at her, I felt my guilt increasing from the look she's giving me.

"I'm sorry (Y/n)....you can't leave..."

(Y/N)'s POV):

At her words, I felt the atmosphere go cold around me, my heart sinking.
"I..."
I felt anger surge through my veins, feeling betrayed.

"I should have known...."

Chica's POV:

I flinched as her face darkened, rewarding me with a scowl.
'If I had blood, it would had gone cold by now....'
She glared at me, her eyes suddenly full of hate. But before I could apologize again, she jumped out of her chair, and ran into the West hall, shutting herself in the Supply Closet.

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(--Hey guys, sorry about the short chapter, but I was just so eager to publish it! 😁 Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this story so far! Don't forget to comment feedback and vote! 😄😇--)