Freddy paced back and forth wondering, how could he. What came over him and is Foxie ok?
"hey Freddy you 'right" Bonnie asked as Chika Dragged him through the party hall.
"Not sure if I ever will be" He sighed
"Why don't you go visit Foxie? Your not in a bad mood so hopefully that 'won't' happen again" Chika tried not to sound afraid of Foxie's reaction
"that's actually not a bad idea."
Freddy left the room thinking maybe things won't be that bad.
Foxie lay in bed thinking what could she do with her broken limb until… the door slowly opened.
"CCCCREACK… THUD*THUD*THUD* pause *SQUEAK*THUD*THUD*THUD"
"heya Foxie" Freddy said sitting down on the bed side.
"C'mon Foxie snap out of it… please? Pretty please? With pizza on top?" Freddy started panic was Foxie really that mad? He began surveying Foxie then he saw Foxie's 'tickle zone' as he used to call it. His paw went over her chest and he began softly stroking Foxie's chest.
"Gahhh… get of are you trying to rip another hole in me?" She growled holding onto the bandage.
"sorry… why are you ignoring me?" Freddy questioned "most people know not to mess with me"
"because you ripped a hole in my frick'n chest…and you called me a worthless sideshow"