Welcome back to another spooky nights at Freddy's Pizzarena. Woah, does this chapter reek of betrayal. I'm so happy at all the likes and favorites this story has gotten. This seems to be more popular then when I first started my other story. Thanks so much for all the support this story has already gotten. So here's another chapter please enjoy!
I do not own any charcthers all credit goes to Scott Cawthon.
Night two: It's boring without a guard
I didn't wake up tell around three am the next night. I took off my gutair and set it down next to me. I streached a bit, it felt amazing to be able to move again. I noticed Freddy and Chica sitting at a table in the front row. They were both laughing, the sight disgusted me. I walked off the left side of the stage. I walked up to the table, seeing Chica just grin at me. That sly chicken, trying to take my bear. I sat down next to Chica, but Freddy didn't notice me. The brown bear just contuined to smile at Chica. I couldn't bear the sight any more. I cleared my voice box, and Freddy jumped a bit in surprise. "O-oh hello Bonnie. Me and Chica were just talking." Freddy said looking down at the table, he must be embarrassed I thought. Chica nodded ovbusily trying to get Freddy to feel better. "Come on Freddy I need some help with cleaning up the kitchen." Chica said as she pushed her chair out with an annoying scratching sound across the tile floor. Freddy quickly got up nodding ovbusily still embarrassed. Chica lead the way to the kitchen, like Freddy needed directions. In his own pizzarena of all things.
I sat in my chair staring at the clock for an hour. Woah, was it boring without a night guard. I better see how Foxys doing he was pretty upset yesterday. I stood up, knocking my chair over. I hoped it wasn't broken Freddy would kill me. I looked behind me and sighed of relief to see the chair was fine. I picked up the chair, putting it back up right. I then speed walked across the room to Pirate's Cove. I heard Foxy's wails of grief as I stood outside the cove. Poor Foxy is this how I would feel if I lost Freddy to Chica? The thought made me shudder.
I pulled the curtain open just enough to see the crimson fox sitting in the middle of the stage. He was wailing his wires out. I sighed stepping onto the stage. Which caused Foxy to whirl around at the creaking of the boards under my weight. "Leave me alone bunny your just as bad as the others." Foxy practialy growled this sentence at me. I walked over to Foxy even though he held his hook up as a threat. I knew he could easily tear my wires out and ruin me but I doubt he would. I sat down next to him, wrapping my arm around his shoulders. I liked Foxy a lot like a brother of course. "I can't say I know how you feel but I bet it hurts. Watching someone be killed by your supposed friends. I'm sorry Foxy if I had known you'd be this upset I would take it back." I heard a sad strained sound come from Foxy's voice box. I guess it was the closest thing us robots had to a sniffle. I felt Foxy rest his head on my lap. I stroked his fur and we stayed like that. Poor Foxy I thought to myself looking at the devastated crimsion fox.
What have I done to poor Foxy. Oh, now I feel bad for killing that night guard. Anyway please show your support for this story if you want it to contuine. Please pm me if you have any suggestions or if you just want to say something. Or just to roleplay those are allways fun. I'm getting off track please don't forget to vote on the poll of my profile page.
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~Cindy Foxies
