Family (FNaF fanfic)

Chapter 7

First, I'm really glad I've made it into a book this far!!! yay! Ok, so the big-huge-super-awesome-climax-thing is coming up here soon. probably in Chapters 8 or 9. well, lets continue the story!

Nala's POV

I woke up in my soft, comfortable bed around five. I looked around, taking in the sights of Foxy's handiwork. I rubbed my eyes and got up. I opened my door and went towards the bathroom. After I was done in there, I went back to my room. I saw a toy box and headed towards it. Inside were lots of Legos and even Barbie toys. I grabbed the Legos and dumped some of them onto the small desk in the top right corner of the room. When I had built a good base for my house, Freddy came in to check on me.

"Well, good morning, early bird. I didn't expect you to be up at this hour." he said warmly.

"Hi, Freddy!" I said and ran up to him. I showed him what I had made.

"Cool. What is it?" he asked.

"It's a house... sorta." I said, examining it a bit more. Freddy chuckled.

"Do you want to come in the living room for a bit?" he asked me. I ran towards my desk, put my house on it, and ran back to him. "I'll take that as a yes." He led me towards the living room where everyone else was talking. Foxy looked at us and smiled. He shushed Chica and Bonnie.

"Aye, lass. Up and early aren't ye?" he welcomed another one of my tight hugs.

"She's grown very fond of you, huh Foxy?" Bonnie pointed out.

"Yeah, she has. Teach me your secret!" Chica exclaimed.

"Just be really nice and caring. Always be there for them and they will do so in return. At least that's what I always say." Freddy sat in the chair across from Foxy.

"Good insights, Freddy. That's what I like to say. Its always about putting them first instead of yourself. Right, lass?" Foxy looked down at me. I nodded vigorously.

"Did you tell her yet?" Bonnie asked.

"Tell her... oh! I forgot. Ye be starting school soon." Foxy said. I cocked my head in confusion.

"Heheh, it's a place where you learn more things to help you grow and succeed in life." Bonnie explained.

"When?" I asked.

"Well, is your birthday coming up?" Freddy asked. Foxy glared and pointed his hook at him.

"My birthday? Oh! What day is it?" I asked.

"It's October 30th." Chica informed.

"Yay! Tomorrow's Halloween! Its also my birthday. Kids in preschool made fun of me because of it. They called me a ps-ps-psyc-psychopath. I don't know what that is." Bonnie looked at me, slightly concerned, but slightly proud of my vocabulary pronunciation.

"It's someone who's insane, or crazy. Someone like... this." he held up his left finger to his head, started twirling it around in a circle, made a crazy face, and whistled. I giggled at him.

"You look weird when you do that." I said after he stopped.

"She agrees! High-five!" Chica exclaimed and clapped her hand with mine.

"Tomorrow, we'll be staying in here for most if the time. It's a holiday, so no work." Freddy explained.

"Yay! You'll be here on my birthday!" I exclaimed, bouncing slightly.

"Ye've already gotten me birthday present to ye, lass." Foxy said.

My room, I thought.

I clapped my hands in joy.

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Bonnie's POV

Later, Freddy, Chica and I started getting into place. I wrapped my guitar strap around my shoulders. I strummed the strings, testing it like I do every morning before the pizzeria opens. My snake-tongued guitar roared to life with every string that was being pulled. I looked over to Freddy. He was testing out his microphone, checking the sound to see if it cracked at all. Chica was perfecting her vocals and cleaning up her plastic cupcake. I stood still in place, as did the others when the clock struck six a.m.