YOUR P.O.V
As Chica dragged you down the hall, you squirm, trying to get free. But when you do, the chicken's grip tightens on your leg. You gasp in pain and stay still, realising that it was useless. You were going to die. Die, die, die. The words roll around your head, and you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to block out the enivitable destiny ahead.
FOXY'S P.O.V
Thank god I'm fast. But cheeky Chica doesn't have these huge metal feet and broken machinery, does she? No. I run as fast as I can. But I can only sprint for short amounts of time. My stomach churns and my metal heart goes to my throat. I can't let another secuirity guard die. But I can let a chicken, bear and certain bunny die.
BONNIE'S P.O.V
I keep up with Freddy as we make our way towards the scream. Foxy is going to kill me, I'm sure of it. But I told Freddy. I'm not the one about to kill Y/N, am I? As we come to the hallway, I'm suddenly barreled over. I know who it is. Foxy.
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That Crimson Animatronic (Foxy X Reader) Book One.
FanfictionYour new job at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria has a twist. Working the night shift isn't as you had imagined. Especially since a particular fox has a crush on you. Oh, how cute! Pah. Love isn't THAT easy, young one. ~ Thanks to all who have supported th...
