Can we be together?

Oc Data/The Bite of 87

First Name: Syochii
Last Name: Mizuni
Appearance: has long black hair, wears whatever is comfortable, and has yellow eyes.

Likes- family, movies, fighting, singing, Freddy Fazbear Pizzaria, Bonnie, Freddy, Chica , and Foxy

Dislikes- the darkness, bad people, annoying people/things, and really loud things.

Syochii's Pov

I hopped off the car, excited to go to Freddy Fazbear Pizzaria again. "Come on Mommy!! I don't want to miss Foxy!!" I said with a big smile while pulling my mom's arm. "Syochii honey, don't worry. You won't miss Foxy's show." My mom said with a smile as we went inside. Then we went towards Pirate Cove.

I passed the others. "Hiya guys." I said as I wave to Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica. They smiled at me and waved back. "Hi Chii." They said with smiles. Everyone either calls me Chii or Syo. Then I made it to Pirate Cove and my mom and I sat at our usual table. Then Freddy came out, calling Foxy. "Come on kids, let's call out to Foxy. Foxy Foxy." Freddy said. "FOXY FOXY!!" We all yelled and Foxy came out.

Then he started talking but he said word in between his sentences. "Mommy, can you hear what Foxy is saying?" I asked her. "Yea." Mom said while texting on her phone. I pouted and got closer to Foxy. I climbed onto the stage. But I felt someone grab my hand. "Little girl, you can't go up there." A security guard said. "You're not my mommy, you can't tell me what to do." I said and
pouted, then he went to my mom.

I got closer to Foxy. "Um Foxy, is something wrong?" I asked and he looked down and smile. "Then he picked me up. "What are ye talkin bout Chii?" He asked. Then he started talking funny. "Fox-" I was cut off when his mouth was on my head. "..... F-Foxy...." I said before I fell on the floor. Everyone gasped and started running out. "Omg Syochii!!!" My mommy yelled. I saw Foxy with wide eyes and he ran inside Pirate Cove. Then everything went black.

After that, my parents has never left my side and they didn't allow me to go to the Pizzaria. But after the accident, I never seemed to smile. I held no emotion. And my parents were over protective, so they showed me matrial arts.