Meeting the kids

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November 14 1987

I took the morning and night shift since I didn't wanna leave the office at night. I walked around and seen a little girl getting too close to foxy. " Mommy look he has a hook!" "That's nice dear.." I walked up to the little girl and touched her shoulder "you shouldn't be this close to foxy little girl.. You can get hurt.." "Hey leave me alone.. You're not my mom.." The little brat didn't listen so I went to her mother about this " hey your kid shouldn't bee to close to foxy! It's rule three." "If she wants to play with the fox let her play with the fox" I heard only two things before something happened. Foxy sound like he powered down and a loud crunch. The little girl fell and there was just a pool of blood there but all I could manage was "oh god..... Oh my god...." The screams an Freddy's band in the background couldn't keep my eyes off her and foxy for a second.... Later on that night a strange suit came and attacked me. I passed out and awoken with light coming out of my eyes. "W-What the hell?!" I looked as right infront of me was the older animatronics looking down at me. "Are you ok??" The fox spoke! Did they all speak???? "Man those toys think they're all that!" Freddy spoke too... "Do you all speak?" I asked "yeah we all do... But poor Richard over there's face was taken and put on that be Bonnie along with his arm.... Poor kid.." "Richard??" "Oh yeah we haven't introduced ourselves!! I'm Fredrick! That's Richard, Christine, and frank! Oh and Greg!" "What happened??" "The murderer got to us by taking the suit that Greg is in and killing us with it... How did you not see the murderer??" How did I not see the killer get these kids.... Now they were stuck here and it was my fault... I looked at my hands to find yellow fur... What the hell was I?!? "Where's a mirror?" " um there's one in the bathroom...." Of course Frederick would know that there was a mirror in the bathroom... That was his favorite place to hide. I ran over and looked in the mirror to see I was a yellow wolf with a scarf! That what I am too this day... Siting with these children... Forever singing the same song since 1987

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