Chapter 4 - Day 4

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Foxy's P.0.V

 I placed my hand on me cheek and thought for a moment. I couldn't let the little one walk home by 'erself, I couldn't bear to think what that creep would do to 'er if that creep found 'er again. I walked along the shadows of the buildings, following the scent of the little girl, I heard 'er mention a couple times, 'er name was Amelia. Heck I may be a robot fox but that doesn't mean I miss out on the perks of bein' a canine. Me hearin' 'nd smell is as good as the real thing.

I tracked 'er all the way to a large park, 'twas quite beautiful. Butterflies 'nd bees hovering over the flowers that seemed to explode from the bushes, the grass 'nd trees were a vibrant green 'nd there were birds, fillin' in the position of natural musicians. I was gazing around at all the sites with an open jaw, I have never seen somethin' like this before, I was always kept in the darn cove...

Me jaw snapped shut as my eyes wondered over to the main attraction of the park, the lake, 'nd I also spotted someone that snapped me from me trance. It was Amelia. I hid behind some bushes, makin' sure not only Amelia but anyone else didn't see me. I'm pretty darn sure seein' a robotic fox would do more than freak a person out.

What was she doin'? She seemed to be fixin' 'erself up in the water, washin' 'er face, tidyin' 'er hair 'nd 'er little red poppy dress.. now I see why Freddy calls 'er "flower". After she tidied 'erself up Amelia continued walkin', 'nd I followed.

We crossed through many streets, some seemed plain 'nd placid enough but others... seemed dodgey. I stopped behind a rather fat tree as I saw Amelia crawl into a storm drain. Strange. Little tod like 'er shouldn't be in there. I sat there and watched the entrance for a while. Noon turned into night and me theory was confirmed, Amelia didn't have a home it seemed, she was an orphan. I headed back to the restraunt, I didn't know if I could bring meself to tell Bonnie 'nd Freddy what I saw today.

(( author's note: I apologise if I can't write p.o.v's very well. This is my first >^< ))

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