Freddys POV
I looked up the clock.
It's only been 3 FUCKING MINUTES?!
Fuck this...
I'm taking a nap...
But I couldn't sleep.
I heard quiet cutting sounds coming from Pirate Cove.
I turned my head over towards Pirate Cove only to notice it was actually coming from backstage.
Ignore it Freddy...
Memories of the last time I was back there crept into my head.
I jolted up and sat straight, my chest quickly rising up and down.
"Fred, you okay?"
Brayden was waving his hand in my face. I nodded and looked down quickly.
"I'm good.." I didn't want Brayden to know I'm probably going crazy, now.
But what if I turn out like him?
All of this didnt matter once I heard that voice rattle inside of my head.
"I'm back, Fred..."
Brayden's POV
Freddy was acting really...
Suspiciousous...
That's my word, Sor Auto Correct..
Jeez...
I bet half of you didnt even notice I spelt it wrong...
Heh...
Anyways...
Freddy quickly ran into the kitchen. "Ill be right back..." he looked down and started walking away.
"What wrong with him?" Chica was now magically behind me...
Poof!
"No idea... But I plan to find out.."
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Five Nights at Freddys *FANFIC*
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