The End of A Day Chapter 5
It is night time in the pizzeria, shrouding the interior with silence and darkness. Due to the fact that there is no guard in sight, the Fazbear gang, both old and new slumbered in peace.
Or so they think they did...
A group of dark figures quietly entered through the front door of the establishment, making their way through the lobby and into the main room.
"Alright, let's just grab the Fox Pirate and get going, these guys aren't very friendly." One of them whispered
The mysterious group then headed down the hallway that led to the parts and service room. Once they reached the door to the room, one of them took out a set of keys and picked the right one. They unlocked the door and entered the room, finding the old Fazbear gang resting. Freddy, Chica and Bonnie were all slumped aside from each other on one side of the room.
At the other side as Foxy, laying on his torn up mattress. The figures surrounded him, picked him up on the mattress, and scooted their way out of the room again. The last one out takes one glance at the dark room before shutting the door.
Toy Chica's POV
I slowly opened my eyes and saw the sunlight again giving life to this place. It looked like it was still early in the morning, so I quietly got to my feet without ignorance. But when I got up, I cringed and doubled over in pain.
My stomach was hurting, god I was starving. Ever since I started grieving over Mangle I didn't even give myself time to eat something. I walked down the main room and headed towards the lobby. When I entered the lobby, it felt pretty strange, I felt like I wasn't supposed to be here. Opening the door to my left, I enter the kitchen.
The place was well decorated with soothing-colored lights and a fragrance of a birthday party banquet. I opened a large freezer full of different pizzas, already pre-cooked for heating. It felt like I was going through music discs as I looked for my favorite pizza. I found the pizza I wanted and heated it in a microwave. I thank god that I knew how to do this, or else I'd probably have gone insane with my hunger.
Then, a thought rushed through me. "I wonder if Foxy would like some pizza as well." I smiled and grabbed another slice.
Once I had finished my slice, I took the second one and put it on a paper plate. Despite it being pretty early, I still wanted to make sure Foxy wasn't starving either. Besides, it's the best I can do after all he has done for me. With the plate in my hand, I made my way to the parts and service room. When I arrived, I noticed that the door was completely closed. I turned the handle, but It didn't budge. "Foxy! You there? I got something for you!" I called out.
After waiting for a moment, I knocked on the door. Suddenly, as if it was waiting behind the door the whole time, a taller figure opened the door. I almost jumped, but kept my posture. A familiar brown bear stood before me with tired, but attentive eyes and a shifted top hat. "Oh, Hi new Chica, what brings you here." He politely welcomed, fixing his top hat.
"Freddy! Nice to see you, I'm just looking for Foxy." I responded. "Foxy, right...ummm." Freddy suddenly became visibly worried and awkwardly placed his hand behind his head."We saw these...people carry him away last night." He explained. I suddenly felt my stomach drop and my expression turned into worry as well. "He just got carried out?" I asked. Freddy nodded with hesitation, and I turned away feeling a sickening lump in my throat.
"Alright, well, I'll be going now." I softly said, choked up from shock. Walking down the hallway, I kept my head down as everything around me went silent. "Foxy, no please, not him too. It can't be." I repeatedly thought to myself. Tears again started falling from my face, grief and agony once again came to pester me. Perhaps I was just overreacting, but with the overwhelming despair that I felt, I was better off assuming the worse. I didn't wail though, neither did I throw fits or rants. I held my hands over my face and quietly sobbed. My atmosphere turned grey and lifeless, like a colored movie all of a sudden becoming black and white.
The dark became darker, as I laid down on the gazebo on which I clearly remember sleeping on the other night with him. As I closed my eyes, I though something that jabbed a nerve of mine. The worst part about this is that I never told him about how much I loved him.
I was sad, I felt the pain of once again being all alone.