You went to the pizzeria everyday since, visiting Foxy and telling him about everything that had been happening in your life. You told him about how your friend finally got married, how your baby cousin just learned to walk, anything really.
And he listened to it all.
One day, when you went to visit him, you were bursting with excitement at what his reaction would be to what you thought was wonderful news. When you sneaked into the room he was in, you were engulfed in a hug. You chuckled,
"Hey, Foxy. I have some GREAT news!" you said, as you turned to face him.
"Oh really? Wha's th' good news?" he asked, his accent making you laugh more.
"I got a new job!" he almost seemed to deflate at that statement.
"So... I won't be seein' ye as much..." he said disappointed, as you lightly smacked his arm.
"No, silly. That means I'll be able to see you even more!" he was confused at first, but then he got it and pure terror struck him like a lightning bolt.
"Don't tell me... ye got th' night guard position... did ye?" he questioned nervously, as you nodded enthusiastically.
"Isn't this great?! Not only can I see you at this time, but at night, too!"
"No, 'tis nah good! Nah at all! Th' others, they aren't like me. They—" before he could finish, you were leaving.
"See 'ya, Foxy!" and with that, you closed the door and left the building to get some sleep. But when it was your shift, you really regretted taking that job, and you started to wish that you had listened to Foxy.
~Foxy P.o.V.~
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I was waiting in the room I always do, waiting for (y/n) to come. She was supposed to be here an hour ago, but there was no trace of her ever coming. I started worrying, wanting to know if she was alright. Images popped into my head, pictures of bloody, matted (h/c) hair, organs spilled out onto floors...
I shook my head roughly, trying to rid myself of the thoughts. I couldn't be thinking that, it was only the first night. She had to be okay. I patiently waited for 12 a.m. and when it finally came, I left to the hall immediately.
I looked carefully at the security guard, and felt so relived to find it was (y/n). In fact, I was a little too happy to see her still alive.
~Normal P.o.V.~
You were nearly traumatized from the first night there. You almost got killed by Toy Freddy, because he came in the room. If you were a second too late when he came in... you didn't want to think about what would happen. When it got to midnight, you instantly heard clanking from the hallway.
What? They're moving already?! you thought, irritated. You looked at the camera, and saw everyone in their places. You put the camera down, and thought about what made the noise. But then, you heard the noise coming closer. You fiddled with your flashlight, but it wouldn't turn on.
"Shit..." you muttered, as a red blur tackled you.
"I be so glad ye're okay! Where were ye, why didn' ye come see me today?" you recognized the voice, and you relaxed into the squeezy hug Foxy was giving you. You hugged back, happy to know that he wouldn't kill you. But, he doesn't let you go for a while.
"Uh, Foxy... please get off of me." he shook his head, tightening his grip he had on you.
"Do ye know how much I worried about ye?! I thought ye were dead! 'n don't ask me why I didn' come out, jus' blame me programmin'." he finally got off you, letting you sit up.
He stood beside the desk, and that was when the phone started ringing. You both stared at it, and when the recording started to play, Foxy muted it. You were confused as to why he did that, did he not like the phone guy or something?
"Hey," he looked at you. "Why did you do that?" you asked.
" 'Cause I be here."
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