Jeremike

3

Mike's POV

I walked into my favorite restaurant happily. Jeremy waved at me and I waved back. I ran over to him and smiled brightly.

"Hey, Jeremy!" I greeted like every other time.

"Hiya, Mike!" he exclaimed.

"Jeremy, eat please." his mother told him.

"Mike, c'mon over to the table!" my older brother called out. He finally got back from his trip and wanted to come here with me.

"Gotta go. Bye!" I said and ran over to my family. My brother picked me up and put me on his shoulders. I laughed and he ran around, making me laugh more at the airplane sounds he made as we went along.

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I walked over to Pirate's Cove and greeted my old pal.

"Hi, Foxy!"

"Lad! I haven't seen ye in a while." he said.

"That's because I was with Jeremy. We're friends now!" I exclaimed.

"I see. How have ye been?"

"Good." and we continued to talk that that until, it happened.

Jeremy's POV

I sat at my table quietly. I was about to take another bite into my slice of pizza when I heard a scream. I turned around to see Foxy biting Mike's frontal lobe. I stared in horror as my mother and danger ushered me away and through the front doors. I felt a pang of sorrow wash over me. My only friend was going to die.

A/N: OMG yay! Okay, backstory time is over. Next chapter will have it when they are in their 20's.