Chapter 1:Changes

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Foxy's POV

"We're free! We're finally free!" I cheer, running into the crisp Boslino air.

"Yeah, free from college. We still have a job, rent, taxes, food, gas.....so shiz to think about." Springtrap replies, smirking at my antics. I freeze in my tracks when I realize what he said was true.

"Nooooooooo whyyyy must the world be so hard?!" I groan, shaking my fist at the sky.

"Isn't it obvious? The aliens have infected the government's mind, telling them to make the world difficult." Reed jokes, crossing his arms. Reed is a cat around our age, with swampy green fur with spots of brown, making him look like he's always wearing camo, dark green ears, and tail tip, with multicolored eyes, one being hazel brown and the other lime green. We met Reed on our first day at Boslino University, when Spring accidentally rammed into him and caused him to drop all his stuff. Let's just say they really hit it off after that. Reed wants to be a comedian, to spread laughter around. We never saw him during classes, but we always hung out with him during lunch, break, and studied with him in one of our dorms. Now that we're done with college, Reed's coming with us to meet the rest of the gang at the Reunion happening in Araga, the town where we all met.

"Oh god, no more alien jokes, please. I'm going to throw a jar of deathly olives at you if you say another alien joke." Shadow (Wolves) threatens, shooting a glare Reed's way. Shadow is a wolf also around our age with black fur, a brown tail tip, and long black hair with white streaks decorating it. She's wearing her favorite black sweater with the words "I'm a girl who plays sports. Deal with it" in white lettering, black sweatpants, and her hair is in a braid that rests on her left shoulder. We met Shadow when she came over to help clean up all the stuff Reed had dropped. She wants to be an artist, to paint and draw amazing things. We never saw her either other than studying, lunch and breaks. She's also coming along to meet the rest of the gang.

"Ok! Please don't throw olives at me! I can't die because of olives!" Reed surrenders, putting his hands in the air.

"Come on guys, we have a plane to catch!" I interject, getting their attention. They quickly caught up to Spring and I, and we chatted and joked the rest of the way to the airport.

Mangle's POV
"I SWEAR TO GOD DOGGO I WILL SMACK YOU WITH MY JIMMY JOHN SANDWICH UNLESS YOU GIVE ME MY PHONE BACK!" Blue screeches, chasing Doggo around the apartment.

"IT'LL BE WORTH IT!! FOR THE SHIP! Ooooooh I found the messages with Springtrap!" Doggo cackles, quickly reading the messages on the phone.

"NO! DOGGO!" Blue yells, throwing her sandwich. It hits Doggo on the head, surprising her enough that she drops the phone. Blue swipes it and the sandwich in one motion and stuffs it in her back pocket.

"Gosh darn it! I was so close..." Doggo groans, flopping on the couch. TC and I share a laugh. Doggo, Blue, TC, and I are packing up our dorms together. TC and I are already done, but Doggo and Blue need some help. We all went to The University of Dekko for different reasons. TC went to be a clothes designer, Blue for an actress, Doggo for a Secret Agent, and I for an actress and a clothes designer. We're quickly packing up because we have a flight in two hours to fly us back to Araga so we can meet up with everyone. I'm excited to see Foxy because it's been so long. Blue has been texting Spring nonstop for the past week, so Doggo wanted to see what was going on.

"Hey, we could use some help ya know." TC grunts, tossing all of Blue's clothes out of her wardrobe. Blue quickly zips over to TC to help her stuff her things inside her suitcase. Maybe half an hour later, we're ready to leave. We part with our houses for the past four years and make our way to the airport so we can see one another again.

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