*Silver*
"How on earth do you know what hail and rain are, but not snow?" I questioned.
"We really never go up near here" Bonnie said. "One day the door flew open, and rain poured in here, damaging some of us"
"Be more specific" I said.
"Goldy" Bonnie answered.
"Is that why, he doesn't really-"
"Walk," Bonnie cut in. "Yep pretty much."
"Why didn't anyone fix him?" I asked.
"He hid himself, 'lassie" Foxy commented.
"But, why? Didn't he want to get fixed? That doesn't make any sense" I doubted.
"Ye' just didn't want to get fixed 'lassie" Foxy admitted. "To be' honest, none of us really wanted too."
"But why?" I asked. "It just doesn't make any sense"
"The day before the storm, the owner announced the Goldy would head out on stage the next day" Bonnie started.
"But the kids said ye' was only a copy of Freddy. So, Goldy thought, why be' fixed if ye' don't want to go on stage" Foxy concluded.
"Well to be honest, the kids were sort of scared by Goldy, just like Foxy" Bonnie explained.
"Ok-Wait, why Foxy?" I asked.
"Ye' probably don't want to hear thee' story," Foxy confessed.
"Wait does that have to do with-"
"87'?" Bonnie cut in.
"Um, yeah. I heard about it once, but I really didn't believe it" I confessed.
"Well, it be' true" Foxy sighed. He looked down at the floor.
"It wasn't your fault" I said. I walked up to him and hugged him, looking up at him at the same time.
"'Lassie-" Foxy said.
"No, you shouldn't take blame for it. It was her fault for walking up in the first place" I convinced.
"Ye' know 'lassie a day doesn't go by' without me thinkin' about it" Foxy sighed. "It was a terrible mistake" I took back one of my arms and put one of my fingers on his nose,
"Everyday is a second chance"