Chapter Six

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Once upon a time there was a girl

There was a boy

She loved the boy

And things were perfect

And then she died and everything was not

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        Golden Freddy's head was falling off.

        It had been happening over the course of many years- twelve, according to his timeline- but nevertheless, it had been slowly tearing at the seams, lolling over the course of time to his right shoulder. His hat would repeatedly begin to slide off of his head.

        This frightened him.

        His suit had never been in the greatest of condition to be sure, never had been, especially after the... incident.

        But if his head was slowly being torn after all of these years, and no one had bothered to take care of it...

        Did that mean no one cared about him anymore?

        Was that all he was to them? A seemingly empty suit, filled only in things the mortal eyes could not see? Broken promises, forgotten dreams. The infamous counterpart of a beloved character, shuffled into the kitchen closet and forgotten about, over time.

        What had he done to deserve this, he wondered. What had either of them done?

        He clutched his microphone a bit tighter, dreading the response he'd surely answer when the time came.

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