"aAA-" Foxy fell onto a tree. he grabbed onto a branch and pulled himself up as it swung under his weight.
Foxy laughed nervously looking at the ground, "I guess Puppet was right about the steak.."
Suddenly he realized the situation he was in. He was in a tree in the middle of nowhere, and it was starting to rain.
At the pizzeria, really random things happened all the time. This was probably just one of those again. I'll be back there by the end of the night..
Foxy decided he had to climb down. He stretched his leg towards a lower branch and climbed onto it. He continued to climb down for a few minutes before he heard something falling.
"AHHH" Puppet fell a few feet before hitting Foxy, making them both fall from the tree and hit the ground.
"...ow..." Foxy whispered, laying in a pile of mud.
"Thanks for breaking my fall." Puppet sat up and moved away.
"...aaaaaaaaaA" Foxy held completely still. Apparently in very much pain.
Puppet crossed his arms and looked up at the tree they fell from. "relax, you didn't fall from THAT high."
"MY ARM!" Foxy yelled. sitting up and pointing at his left arm.
"oh." Puppet saw that he was no longer holding onto his stone axe, but instead it was stuck into Foxy's arm. Puppet laughed awkwardly "Sorry about that, buddy."
Foxy frowned, grabbing the axe from his arm and standing up, ready to whack Puppet with it. "VIOLENCE ISNT THE ANSWER-" Puppet scrambled to get up and run away, while Foxy followed him through the forest.
Puppet ran past tons of trees and plants, but after a minute or two of trying to reason with foxy, he saw something else.
Foxy slowed down when he saw puppet stop ahead of him. He raised the axe above his head, "hehehe..." Foxy hit Puppet with the axe, making him turn around. "OW- Now we're both injured. thanks a lot." Foxy put the axe away and looked back to where Puppet was looking.
"What's that?" At the edge of the trees, there was what looked like a city. Stores, restaurants, and a lot of other buildings. But it wasn't the city that was confusing. It looked abandoned, with moss and other plants growing everywhere, cracks in the road in front of them, and a few crumbling buildings.
"Weird. Anyway, we should go home. I'm hungry." Puppet turned from the city and began to walk back where they came from. "Oh.. we're lost." Puppet stopped and held his stomach. "Do you have any more steak?"
Foxy shook his head, "Let's go check out one of those buildings. Maybe they have some food in there."
They started walking to the closest building and went inside. The building was still in decent condition, and the only real issue was plants growing all around it. A lot of plants... but it stopped the rain from getting in.
"I don't see any food in here, Foxy." Puppet looked around at empty shelves on the walls while foxy dug around. He saw a bathroom and took a step towards it, but something swung the door open before he could get to it.
Puppet stepped back; it looked like a human but smelled even worse. and looked like it was rotting.
"ZOMBIE!!" Puppet yelled, slamming the door in its face. Puppet ran past a confused Foxy and ran, screaming, out of the building into the rain. He kept running down an overgrown sidewalk until he was out of breath. He glanced backwards as he slowed down. Foxy was nowhere to be seen.
"aw, poor Foxy" Puppet shook his head, "I guess he's dead." Puppet glanced to his right to see more zombies coming towards him. He gasped and looked around for a way to escape, he ran into a taller building and found stairs. Perfecto. A section of the stairs was broken. Zombies can't jump, right?
Puppet went up the stairs as far as he could before he had to jump across the gap. he backed up and ran, barely grabbing onto the edge and pulling himself up.
He ran a bit further before he sat down on another stair to rest. Puppet sighed, he was soaking wet from all of the rain, and him and Foxy didn't find any food in that building.
Puppet slid into a corner and curled into a ball. Now that he closed his eyes to try to sleep, he could hear the sounds of zombies below him. Puppet opened his eyes and stared ahead of him, but he couldn't see anything but darkness and broken stairs below him.
"...Welp, thank goodness I'm an animatronic. yess." Puppet said, closing his eyes again and going to sleep.
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Foxy stared at the door Puppet dramatically ran out of in confusion. What the... Foxy stood up and started walking towards the door, he peeked his head outside and looked around. Where'd he go?
Foxy shrugged it off and kept looking around. He found a crowbar and matches and put them in his pocket in case he needed them. "Welp, time to start looking for Puppet. What a strange guy." Foxy walked out of the store and headed down the sidewalk.
He stared to the left, looking at all of the dark alley ways he passed. Maybe Puppet ran and hid in one of them?
Foxy heard something coming towards him. He spun around to see three zombies behind him. He gasped and grabbed his crowbar. "WHY THE HELL ARE THERE ZOMBIES? WHAT IS THIS?" Foxy yelled and started running in the opposite direction.
He found the closest building and barged in, not turning to close the door. He found stairs and climbed up them. I hope zombies can't climb...
Foxy froze when he saw a gap in the stairs. "HOW?" Foxy glanced back to see the zombies coming close behind him.
Foxy's ears shot up; Puppet was sleeping right there- oh god. Puppet was SLEEPING. Great. Foxy's ears went back again as he sighed in frustration. He looked back again before jumping across the hole in the stairs, grabbing onto the edge as he tried to pull himself up.
"pupPET-"
Puppet woke up. "Foxy? You're not dead?" Puppet asked, rubbing his eyes with his hands.
"What? No! But I WILL be if you don't hurry up-" Foxy yelled as he almost lost his grip, Puppet sighed and got up. "Right, right." He walked over and grabbed Foxy's arms, pulling him onto the platform.
Foxy scrambled further away from the edge as one of the zombies leaned over the gap and tried to grab at him. It fell down to the stairs below them. He sighed exaggeratedly, flopping onto his back and laying there for a minute.
Puppet looked ahead of him in the silence, which was only broken when foxy screamed "WHERE ARE WE?"
Foxy scrambled up and looked around. Puppet was staring at a wall behind Foxy as he looked at the hole in the stairs. Puppet saw that it was nighttime, and the only light in the building was coming from another hole.
This hole was in the wall, though. Puppet walked to it and looked around. There were tons of stars and trees, it was a pretty great view.
"Hey Foxy, come check this out." Foxy turned to Puppet and walked toward him. "What?" Foxy looked out of the hole in the wall at the strange place they ended up in. He looked at the moon and started thinking. If Puppet and him were off in a random zombie-place, did that mean that the others were here too? ...Could they have gone through the portal?
Foxy frowned as he thought about Lolbit. I hope she's okay. Foxy turned away from Puppet and looked back at the hole in the ground. "What do we do??" Foxy sighed. "Where are we supposed to go at this point, is there a way back, or what?"
Puppet continued staring out of the wi- did i almost call that hole in the wall a window- wow im stupid. Puppet continued staring out of the hole in the wall, looking at who knows what.
Foxy's ears went back as he sighed in annoyance. "Puppet?"
Puppet looked at him, "I have no idea."
They were both silent for a moment before Foxy spoke again, "weren't you a scientist or something? Do you have any idea what's going on?"
Puppet shrugged. Foxy sighed again, frustrated with Puppet and extremely tired.
"nothing?" Foxy waited for a moment while Puppet continued staring blankly out of the hole in the wall. "Well.. Goodnight, Puppet."
Puppet glanced at Foxy as he laid down on the cold floor. Puppet looked back outside. He saw a lot of trees.. but he also saw something else. He saw something that looked like a light coming from the forest past the abandoned city. He really had no idea.
Puppet looked at Foxy again, who was now asleep and snoring... loudly. He didn't look happy. Puppet assumed he was worried about Lolbit, and maybe the others. darn Lolbit. I hate Lolbit.
Puppet stretched and sat down in his corner, looking around the dark room as he tried falling asleep. He smiled at Foxy and laid down. I miss my box. Puppet shut his eyes, listening to the sounds of crickets.. and zombies.. as a small cold breeze and drops of rain blew through the hole in the wall.