Welcome back everyone! I know it's been awhile since I last posted, but the last few chapters I released did all come out within a day so a break was needed for sure. Anyways, I'm back and ready to continue!

Saturday the 12th, 3:00 A.M. 1988

? POV

We all take a seat around a dining room table. I'm blending right in I think to myself. I battle with myself behind my face for control, so I must make the actions quick. Bonnie to my left, Chica to my right, and across sat Freddy. I attempt to open my jaw, and it creeks and jolts. Confused looks appear from each of the crew members.

"Foxy? What are you doing?" Chica asks.

I answer her with silence as I continue to work on opening my jaw. It whizzes and whirs as I make more and more progress by the second.

"Foxy, what's going on?" Bonnie presses.

My jaw fully opens, and I turn to face Bonnie. Confusion spreads across his face as I lunge forward. Before having a chance to clamp down on my prey, I feel an impact on my right cheek, throwing me to the ground.

"Not on my watch" Freddy booms.

I feel myself losing control again, and I rush to my feet. I stare at the group before my vision fades and my body collapses.

—-

Sunday the 13th, 10:00 P.M. 1988

Foxy's POV

I woke up with a massive headache. What the hell even happened. Where am I? I struggled inside my own head. I pull myself up off the ground and glance around myself. I'm back in the Parts & Service room, but I can't remember how I got here. I can't remember much after encountering myself. What happened last night? After I, or whatever it was, exited the room everything was blank. I shamble my way out of the room and see the crew chatting on the stage.

"Hey guys, what happened?" I call out.

Freddy steps forward, hands balled into fists. An expression of anger spreads across his face before reaching me.

"Are you going to pretend like you didn't just try to murder Bonnie last night? Or am I going to have to beat the memories back into that thick skull of yours" Freddy threatens.

"What are you talking about Freddy? I seriously don't recall anything that happened!" I plead.

Bonnie and Chica approach, but before they could reach us Freddy put his hand up, signaling them to stop.

"Freddy please, let's not cause more trouble" Chica calls out.

"Cause any more trouble? What am I supposed to do? We can't just let him walk around and risk the chance he tries to do it again!" Freddy exclaims.

"What did I even do? I'm being honest! Last thing I even remember was getting off the table-" My voice trails off. Was what I saw true? Was I being controlled by something other than myself?

"Go on. Enlighten us on what you thought happened" Freddy presses.

"I got off the table, but I didn't. I turned and saw you all exit the room, and then I saw myself on the table still" I pause. Considering if I'm making any sense at all. "It was crazy. I had a conversation with myself, before him, or I ended up just leaving the room"

"I don't quite know if I understand" Chica stampers.

"Honestly, I'm just as confused as you. After it walked out of the room I couldn't remember anything" I explained.

"Fine, I'll give you a chance. Don't think I won't be keeping my eye on you though" Freddy scoffs before turning around to return back to the stage.

"I'll stick with Freddy's opinion on this one. You almost killed me" Bonnie agrees before following Freddy.

I look down at my feet. Somehow I had ruined everything I had just built back up with my friends. I have no clue what had really happened last night, or what had happened to me. No explanation had been given to me, and all I wanted to do was understand.

"It'll be okay Foxy, I'm still here for you" Chica mutters faintly.

I looked up and she hadn't followed the others back to the stage. Chica stood there, glowing. I once again felt the feeling I had only a few nights ago. That feeling of astonishment by her beauty.

"Wanna go grab a pizza and hangout?" I ask.

"Sure" Chica giggles before running off to the kitchen.

—-

Chica and I had sat down at the farthest table from the stage to avoid Bonnie and Freddy. I sat across from Chica, and between us was a fresh pepperoni pizza. Chica had made another as to keep Bonnie and Freddy away, and that was a huge relief. I each for a slice and chow down. After a few slices, I looked up and Chica was staring at me. For how long? No clue. I just know I started to get nervous.

"So I've been meaning to ask" Chica coughs. "What was your favorite act to perform?"

"Huge question there" I laugh trying to recall my favorite act. "It would probably be the one where all the kids pretended to be waves on the ocean, with me walking past them talking about going out to sea".

"That one was pretty fun to watch" She laughs.

"Well, what is one of your favorite parts of being on stage?" I ask.

"I don't have any" She answers. "I actually hate being up there" Her eyes drop to the table.

"Why? I thought you loved it" I question.

"Maybe back when I started, but it just isn't me anymore" She says. " I don't like being part of a band where I barely even sing. I honestly like being a server to the crowd more"

"Wow I did not expect that" I laugh.

"That felt pretty good to finally admit to someone" She smiles.

"I can imagine. I honestly have no clue how you could just keep doing something you don't enjoy" I smirk.

"Yeah well, when it's your reason for existing in the first place it makes it harder to just stop doing it" She sighs.

"Maybe we can find a way to change that though and get you doing what you actually like" I state.

"You think we can?" She perks up at the idea.

"Yeah, anything is possible if we try" I continue.

"I really did miss having you around Foxy. It's a relief having someone to talk about how im feeling with that isn't working with me all day"

"I quite like it too. We sure do click like that"

—-

? ? ? 1988

? POV

No, this can't be working out for him. I have done one of the worst things I could do with the time I was given, and she still wants to be around him? Something isn't adding up. Why does she like him enough to stick around? Does she not see that I am pulling the strings in the long run? It will be awhile before I am ready to attempt taking over his body again, but hell will run loose when I do. Nothing will stop me from getting what I want.

You can't kill his Glitch without killing him.

I hope this satisfies you all for now. Tension is growing between the crew, and things are just getting warmed up! I hope you all enjoyed it, and I can't wait to see you all in the next one! Seeya!