let celabrate!

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(Foxy pov)

"I can't believe I've never noticed how beautiful she was before! Wait what am I thinking!? Shed never like me! I'm just a broken up Fox..."

(3rd person pov)

Chica was in the kitchen making pizza of course, while foxy Sat in his cove thinking about her, her lovely soft feathers... her Georges violet eyes... he new he wwould never have a chance with her. After all Mike seemed to have a liking to her, that made foxy very angry with Mike.

"Hey guys, the p-p-pizzas ready!" Chica exclaimed, her voice glitching.

The boys all came to a table in the party room. It was a Sunday and the pizzeria isn't open on Sundays. 

The gang Sat there in silence eating pizza.

"H-hey foxy? Asked Bonnie. "Yes matey?" Replayed foxy. "I don't want to sound like a little kid or anything, but there really isn't a-a-any-anything else to talk about, so could you tell us a pirate story?" Bonnie asked. "Sure." Foxy replied so they sat there listening to one of foxys pirate tails of the seas. Chica payed close attention. She didn't want anyone to know but she couldn't help but adore foxy, his shiny caramel eyes... his fluffy red fur. She loved everything about him, and it was hard not to tell him her feelings, but she fears if she does it would ruin there friendship.

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