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"Leo, I'm sure that it's alright for you to leave now."
Leo's face was buried in his arms, his knees were pulled up to his chest and he was sobbing loudly. "Leo... please get up. You have to go see if he is still out there." With a sniffle, Leo looked up at his friend, his brown gaze settling on him. "Go on." Fredbear encouraged. Leo gradually got on his feet and he opened up the strangely unlocked door before he trudged outside into the living room, immediately wincing. He was so used to sitting in his dark room all the time, so it took a few minutes for his eyes to adjust to the light. The young boy looked around curiously.
"It's safe here. But be careful. He can be anywhere." Fredbear guided, and without any response or comment, Leo continued monitoring the rest of the house, up and downstairs. Once Leo reached the T-V room downstairs, he smiled. "I think it's good, Fredbear." He stated. Sounding hesitant, Fredbear riposted, "Are you sure about that?" Leo frowned. "What do you mean?" Just as Leo reached the big T-V, a person with a foxy mask jumped out and screeched like it was about to attack. Leo screamed in fear and fell to the ground, breaking into tears. Nate laughed, taking his foxy mask off and walking out in front of the fallen boy. "Ha ha ha! You should have seen your face!" Leo didn't reply, he only continued to sob, causing Nate to freeze for a minute, but he quickly looked away with an annoyed scowl,"Seriously, Leo? Stop crying like a baby and be a man for once!"
Leo hiccuped and wiped at his face with the back of his hand before shakily standing up. Nate walked away into the kitchen, setting his mask down before washing his hands. "Oh yeah, I'm going out tonight for a while." He announced. "What? You're really leaving me here all alone? Again?" Leo uttered in awe. "Quit being so melodramatic, Leo," Nate huffed,"I'll be back in three hours. It's not like I'll be gone for five days or something." /Besides, it's not like I want to be leaving you all alone every night, dummy.../ Nate thought softly with a frown. /But what choice do I have? You don't have anyone else to take care of you except me. And honestly, I wish it wasn't that way./
"Nate, please don't go..." Leo begged, but Nate only shrugged as he walked out of the kitchen. The 5-year-old boy began to cry again, hugging Fredbear close to his chest. Abruptly, he froze when he felt a hand on his head. He looked up and saw Nate gazing at him. His eyes seemed to have softened a tiny bit. "You'll be fine," He uttered. "Stop being a big baby" He ruffled Leo's mop of brown hair before grabbing his backpack, walking outside and shutting the door behind him. "Well, that certainly was unexpected..." Fredbear commented, a hint of confusion in his voice. "I mean, I personally thought that..." Leo couldn't remember all that Fredbear said. He was too focused on his own thoughts. /No way... was he actually nice to me for a minute there...?/ He thought in wonder and awe.