"C-Can't ye just be happy here? With me?"
That was the question Mike had been trying to answer; the question that made him so afraid he nearly tried to get out of coming back to the pizzeria tonight. The question that made him afraid for whatever future fate had in store. He didn't even have the nerve to look into Foxy's eyes when he finally spoke.
"I don't know, Foxy… I l-love you, but I feel like I have so much left to do as I am now; as a human." The tears were threatening to show on his face, but unbeknownst to him, it was the same with Foxy. The red-head didn't know how to handle this; he never imagined Mike leaving him. What the Hell was a college, anyway?
In his frustration, Foxy ripped Mike's acceptance letter in half, spurring Mike to action. "Foxy!" he snapped. Foxy said nothing and instead stormed out of the room, positively steaming. Mike knew he would be going back to Pirate Cove to sulk, but he would see him soon enough with plea after plea to stay where he was; with him.
The security stood up with tears in his eyes and treaded back to the office. He didn't want to be alone, but he thought it was best that the others didn't see him like this at the risk that they would go blow up at Foxy. And Foxy himself wouldn't be wise to go to; that would only end up in shouting and more crying.
Mike dropped into his office chair and tried to forget what was going on- if even for a minute, but it was too real. Too haunting. He took a deep breath, only to nearly choke on the stench of piss and dirty children. Goddamn these lazy janitors.
He closed his eyes and thought back to when he first met Foxy; seeing him peak out of Pirate's Cove at the fucking camera. It was the only time Mike seriously considered the idea of suicide.
Fuck that shit.
Though he tried to be brave, Mike fucked up bad on his fourth night; Foxy actually got in his office. Mike remembered screaming as the animatronic-fox-man-whatever got ready to pounce, but then, by the glory of God, he hesitated. Mike remembered seeing his eyes soften, despite the tears blurring his vision. For a minute, he froze… but then he approached the cowering man.
Mike recalled squealing and scrambling back against the wall, wishing he could just disappear into it. This caused Foxy to put his hands up as a sign of defeat. Then he, ever so hesitantly, spoke to him. "I'm not going to hurt ye… m-matey." The "matey" being added as something of an afterthought, perhaps an attempt to be friendly. Mike looked up as him, still in fear for his life, when he heard a familiar siren go off.
It was finally 6 AM.
Foxy slowly moved away from Mike and made his way out the door, aware of Mike's eyes on him the entire time. Mike, however, was still terribly confused. He didn't understand why his life had been spared…
A small noise from outside his office made Mike jump back into present time. Did Foxy come back to talk already? That was quick, even for the greatest pirate in Pirate Cove.
Mike slowly stood and approached the door. "Foxy…" the young man called out softly. He didn't see his lover anywhere in sight. However, while he was looking for him, he didn't noticed and hand covered by a black-and-white sleeve grab his leg until the grip tightened and he was dragged into the shadows.
Well, the first chapter of my first serious fanfic is completed! :D *throws balloons* As always, feedback is appreciated, constructive criticism is desired, and I hope you all have enjoyed. Let me know if you want to see more!