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Chica
Somehow this pizza turned out to be better than my last ones; this made me think that this might have been thanks to Foxy's priceless support on my skills; I couldn't thank him enough for that. As I waited for the pizza in the oven, I was quite a night with him, who was sat in the center table.
"Hey, Chica," Foxy said while patting the table with one finger.
"What's up?"
"Ya know why's a new night guard coming here?"
I thought for a few seconds, and then I answered.
"Y'know the guards have the same responsibility: look after the restaurant so they can get it away from danger. But one of the most important is the night shift: he or she has to watch us from 12 A. M. to 6 A. M., which is a graveyard shift, but aside from watching us the whole night, he or she has to be sure that Golden Freddy stays out from here."
"Golden Freddy?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"That looks like a myth to me for the funny way he was born and how he grew up, as well as all the skills he got."
"He can fly?" he asked scoffing.
"No, even worse."
"What could be worse than flying then?"
"Teleportation."
"He can?"
"You better believe it, and he also can take anybody else with him as long as that person touches him. But I didn't buy it at all; I mean that only happens in fairy tales and dreams."
"What a dream to be like 'im!" Foxy started dreaming awake. "If I were him, I'd finally show ya who's the man here."
"Oh, you poor thing," I playfully said. "I could mess with ya all I want."
"No, 'cause I'm so smart and I'd know when you're nearby." He strutted with his hook on his chest.
"You're so stupid." I chuckled.
"Not much like you," he said with a cute tone.
I smiled at him, and then I carried on with the theory.
"Anyway. There's a little button in the security office, which is a sort of 'shield' to protect the whole pizzeria from that dude, making the pizzeria impenetrable of his skills, 'cause, as you already know, any animatronic can't be among the humans; nowhere but a restaurant or a fair where we are allowed to roam. Every night Freddy, before he's off to bed, goes to the security office to press that button. The first days I arrived here, one day, I really wanted to ask him about it: what he did that for. Then he told me the exact story I'm telling ya now."
"Oh my, so the one who already knew what this is all about was Freddy."
"Yup. Remember that he must know more of this place than what we both together know. But despite the fact that Golden Freddy is just a m—"
I stopped to take a peek outside the kitchen just to be sure no one was nearby listening.
"What? Whatcha doing?" Foxy asked staring at me.
"Never tell this to Freddy. This is quite confidential, ok?"
"Ya, sure. What is it?" he asked impatient.
"When I asked him about that button, Freddy, by himself, took me to a dark and silent place to tell me, and he told me that this golden animatronic is actually his brother, but his attitude was never that 'normal'. He used to be out of his mind," I whispered.
"So they're family," Foxy whispered back.
"But that's not important."
"Then what is it?" he asked kinda bugged.
"Freddy told me that he can know where Golden Freddy is, as well as Golden Freddy can know where Freddy is. It looks like they got a system of some sort that grants them that skill of knowing where they're at. Freddy doesn't want to be seen by his brother, 'cause Golden Freddy thinks that he was forgotten because of the—"
"The what?" Foxy asked.
"I'm gonna tell you another secret, but don't tell Freddy!" I warned pointing to his snout.
"Of course, of course," he replied quickly.
"It's just that... Freddy and Golden Freddy were born in the same place, a worn factory according to Freddy's description, but one day something made the whole thing came down and kill all the employees working around; Freddy and Golden were there, but they just took Freddy away from there, but they didn't the same with Golden Freddy. They say his body was found among the rubble, but vanished in a blink of an eye. He wasn't seen ever again."
"Woah. That's quite a story."
"I know, right? Once you're listening to it, you can't focus off." I giggled.
"And you believe that?"
"Well... Freddy's always been kinda serious, but when he told me that I could tell it came to serious crap, so I saw no reason why I had to doubt. But Golden Freddy's skills… that sounds like a lot of gossips wandering all over the city."
"Well, I dunno. We can still stop pressing that button and see what happens," he suggested.
"NO!" I said almost screaming.
"JK." He was still laughing. "I know this involves all of us, and Freddy, being our boss, has the right to be obeyed."
I looked for a while at Foxy, and then I looked off.
"I swear I saw him so serious; his glance told me everything. Better to keep the heck outta his affairs. If he wants to do that, so be it,"
"And why should we? This might not be anything about avoiding, but being aware."
"What are you talking about?"
"Pretty sure there're some issues Freddy's afraid of suffering the consequences if he doesn't do what looks to be right."
"You're not talking about... 'Cause if you are, then... What I mean is the... You noticed that too?"
"'Course I did, I saw the picture Bonnie was holding before he set off towards his room. Not sure if that's the truth yet, their behavior had led me to this conclusion though."
"Holy shit! I wanted no one to see that picture," I said slapping my forehead.
"Did you give it to 'im?" Foxy asked after gasping.
Great, I just fucked it up.
"What?" I asked blushed.
Foxy frowned, and then started glaring at me. I sighed.
"I took that picture to humiliate Freddy whenever he messes with me, but ever since I met Bonnie I changed my mind. Now I wanna help Bonnie out to be happy." I tried and explain kinda guilty.
"So... Bonnie is gay?"
"No need for tags, let's just say he likes Freddy."
"Oh," Foxy said kinda thoughtful while looking at the table. "So... what are you gonna do?
"In first place, I don't want you to screw up the ideas I got in mind to help them be closer to each other."
"Fine..." he nodded.
"Also no more tags; they're just Freddy and Bonnie, ok?"
"Ok."
"Well, we'll see what comes up to my mind to make these handsome guys get closer to each other."
"Oh! So I ain't handsome like them?" Foxy asked offended.
"No, you're not handsome, you're ugly, ugly," I used my playfully tone.
Foxy gave me a warm smile and got up to walk to me.
"You're ugly, ugly, ugly, too," he said purring me. "But you're me favorite ugly girl."
"I'm your ugly, ugly?" I said putting my arms over his shoulders.
"You're me ugly, ugly, ugly." He tilted his face closer for a kiss.
After a romantic moment with my Foxy, something got my attention off him.
"Hey, ugly" I asked.
"Hmm?"
"You showered?"
"No, it's not me, but I can smell it too," he said as he sniffed around.
"It's..."
I quickly looked at the oven, where there was a burning pizza inside it.
"NOO!" I screamed as I ran towards it.
"Wait, wait, I'm gonna help ya!" Foxy shouted behind me.
My pizzas weren't gonna be known beyond these walls if I totally forgot everything about 'em.
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