Remorseless

Chapter Four

I woke up around 10 pm, fully rested, and ready to go. No one else was awake. I decided to go to the kitchen and let the sweet aroma of coffee wake everyone up. I looked in the cupboards in the jar we usually kept the coffee beans, but there was none. We were out. Panic mode.

I quickly showered and changed my clothes.

"Hey,  (Y/N)" Foxy was in the living room, being a creeper as I passed to the front door.

"Oh! H-hey Foxy!" I jumped a little from the startle,  but tried to play it off. "How long were you standing there exactly?"

"I'm not a big sleeper.  I've been here a while. Where ya going?"

"Coffee run. There's this place that closes about midnight around here.  I thought I'd give it a try, and get everyone some. We have a long night ahead of us."

"Can I tag along?"

"Sure!" I smiled. I could use the company. Everyone else was asleep, otherwise I would have asked Freddy to go.

We got in my car and we drove off. I had no idea what everyone liked or if they even wanted coffee,  but if they didn't, more for me I guess!

We arrived at the coffee shop, named MoonBucks and we were behind another car in the drive through. That was okay, it gave us time to think about what we wanted. 

It was a small place,  one that had no inner lobby, just a drive through. It was painted pink and white and looked like it only had one worker.

We saw a glimpse of a girl handing a coffee to the man in the car in front of us. We also heard her warn that it was hot so be careful,  but he was a rude ass and was like "I like hot coffee you don't have to tell me." But then he took a drink and, lo and behold, it was hot! He threw the cup to the ground in a fit of rage and got out of his car.

"I want a refund! This coffee is TOO hot and I burned my mouth!" He screamed.  That caught my attention, and strangely,  Foxy's too.

I got out of my car and approached the beer-bellied middle aged man, Foxy wasn't far behind. Being co owner of the pizzeria, I had to deal with people like this all the time.

"Hey. We have somewhere we need to be, so could you move?" I asked.

"Mind your own business, little girl!" He barked at me.

"Uh oh." Foxy looked at the man, then looked back at me. Then he walked up to the window of the drive through and warned the girl working there, "Brace yourself, Lass, this could get ugly." I heard a giggle escape her mouth.

"Excuse me, little?" I crossed my arms, not breaking eye contact for a second.

"That's right. Did I stutter??"

"Ok I KNOW you didn't just rag on me, for not hearing right, when this girl told you the coffee was hot but you still tried to drink it anyway."

"You don't know your place! I was here first, get your spoiled ass outta here before I show you what a boot in the ass feels like!"

"Shouldn't have said that.." I heard Foxy again from the window a few feet away.

"Oh yeah?? You put a finger on me and I'll have you screaming for your mommy quicker than it took you to spit that coffee!"

(Foxy's POV)
"So I assume this is normal?" The girl asked, watching (Y/N) argue with that man, with her head resting on her hand.

"He better just be glad that he didn't surprise her." I laughed. "You aren't hurt, are you?"

"No, I'm not. Thank you for asking. My name is Zayla."

"I'm..Felix. nice to meet you." Of course I had to tell her my name was Felix.

"Hey,  I'll tell ya what. Since you and your friend came to my rescue tonight,  I'll give you a free drink."

"Really? That'd be awfully nice of ya." I smiled at her. I couldn't help but notice how gorgeous she was with her  beautiful eyes and hair tied in pigtails that looked like it was dipped in color.

"Hey. Did anyone tell you that you kinda sound like a pirate?" She asked, getting some cups ready.

"I get that alot." I remembered that the way I spoke was Foxy for so long, that it hadn't quite melted away yet.

"Its cute!"

I didn't know what to say. She was cute too.

THUD!

Zayla and I looked over to see that (Y/N) had thrown that man on the ground, grabbed his keys,  and threw them in the distance.

"(Y/N), (Y/N)! Calm down!" I ran to her and grabbed her from behind before she did any more damage to that poor man.

"Just remember! You lost a fight! Against a girl! Over COFFEE!" She yelled, wiggling in my arms so it was hard to restrain her. The moment she calmed down, it was like she was a different person.

(Y/N)'s POV

That man had made me so mad, with his sexist and degrading comments about me and that coffee girl. So I kinda sorta...lost it and beat him up, and threw his keys.  I wasn't sorry in the least. Foxy grabbed me so I wouldn't hurt him anymore, and when he did, the man climbed into his car and locked the doors. I felt accomplished.

"(Y/N), remember the coffee we were supposed to get?" Foxy reminded me, but to be honest, I had forgotten completely.

"Oh yes. Coffee." I calmed down, and brushed myself off when Foxy let go of me.

"Thank you for helping me tonight, my name is Zayla." The coffee girl reached her hand out to shake mine.

"It was no problem." I chuckled. "I'm  (Y/N)."

"So I hear." She laughed. "Let me repay you by offering some free drinks."

"Oh that isn't necessary--"

"I insist."

"Oh. Well if you insist.. thank you."

"Of course. "

"So...hm...7 caramel mochas,  and 1 coffee so black you wouldn't tell the difference between it and death."

"Who's that one for?" Foxy asked.

"For Uncle. Cuz he's old and old people like black coffee." I explained. I looked at Foxy, who was trying desperately not to make it obvious that he was staring at our new friend--but it was sooooo obvious. "Hey do you think you can deliver?"

"Sure!" Zayla enthusiastically cheered.

"Ok can we have this exact order delivered to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria at about 3am?" It wasn't like me to meddle, but I loved seeing the way foxy tried not to look at Zayla. It was cute.

"I'll be there!"

"Thanks!" I turned around and noticed the guy was still in his car behind us. Well of course he would be, I threw his keys. I stared at him through his window, silently threatening him not to pull anything once we left.  He tried to avoid eye contact.

Finally the coffee order was done, and we were able to go back home.

It was about a half hour till midnight. We made a plan: Freddy, Bonnie and I were going to take walkie talkies and keep in constant contact with the team above ground. I was armed just in case.

The three of us then readied ourselves for our descending.

A/N:
Shout out to TheMaskedWolfy for letting me borrow her character Zayla. Also go check her stuff out and follow her but don't be creepers about it. Lol