♡Chapter 91♡

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Date: December 7th, 2000
Location: Circus Baby's
Michael: Foxy?
Noah: Ennard
Asher: H€@v€n
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♡Ennard's Pov♡
I looked down at the night guard who's name was apparently Michael, and was close to Noah. Speaking of Noah, he told me to do the rest, which I was fine with. I pushed him off my lap, which Noah put him on, and opened the hole in his stomach more. I reached in and ripped out organs and put them I a bloody pile next time me. They made sounds and squished in my hand, some even ripped. I lowered myself to reach further into him. I pulled out muscles and a few veins. I could feel his ribs and spine when I grabbed his stomach and pulled it out. My thumb punctured it and some liquid came out. It burned and I think some of my wired dissolved a bit. I threw it across the room and watched it splat and explode on the wall. I went back and pulled out his lungs and heart and most of the muscles. I left the bones in for support for us, and I left the brain, and something called a uterus and vigina in from Noah's request, I guess to remember him? And his death? I dunno but I knew Noah would personally dismantle me if I didn't listen to him. 'I'm done. Should I enter?' He didn't answer, I guess he was grieving. I loosened my wired and put them in the coupse. I filled his legs first and condensed my wired to fully fit in. I looked through his eyes and managed to push myself up. I lifted my hand and saw they weren't ripped, and they were human. It worked, we would be free. I stood up and stumbled a bit at the height difference. I left the Scooping Room and used my night vision to navigate through Funtime Auditorium. I got into the control module and crawled to the elevator. I pressed the red button and the door closed and it started to go up. 'We're free Noah. We're finally free.' 'Can I take control? We would need to hide in his car and I know how to drive and where ou- his house is, if he still lives there.' 'Ok, here.' And I let him take control.
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♡Noah's Pov♡
I was in the elevator when I took control. I was a lot shorter meaning that we were in Michael and using him as a skin suit. I hated every moment of this, I especially hated when his hair fell infront of my eye, it just reminded what I was doing. The elevator reached the top and the doors opened. I left the elevator and the building. I looked around and saw his car, it was the same one he always had. I smiled at the memories we had in it. I walked to it and took the keys off the lanyard and unlocked his car. I climbed in and closed the door before starting the car. It was a little weird driving because I haven't done it in so long, the area was quite different, and of the hight difference. After a bit, I finally made it to his house. I parked the car in the driveway and took the keys out. I got out of the car and went to the front door. 'Please still work.' I thought as I pulled the house key out. It looked the same so I'm guessing it was. I slid the key into the lock and let out a sigh of relief. I turned the key and opened the door and walked in. I looked around and nearly cried. It was the same, nothing changed. I closed the door behind me and looked around some more. I wandered and looked at the photos. Some were just Asher, others were me and Mike, some were just me or Mike, from our graduations, or childhood, but most were all three of us. I wandered a bit more then went to his room and laid on the bed then exited his body. I was covered in his blood and I hated it, I wanted to take a shower and scrub my skin off, but I couldn't. I went to the bathroom and looked through the medicine cabinet for bandages. I found the roll of bandages that we used when Mangle attacked him. I took the roll and went back to his room and went through his closet. My clothes were still in there but were pushed back. I grabbed his favorite cat hoodie and some shorts. I went back over to him and gently sat next to him and put the things down. I shifted him to lay against my chest to make it easier. I gently unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. I took the bandages and wrapped them around his waist as if it would bring him back from the dead, which it wouldn't, however I had a feeling he would come back, and I held onto that little hope. I cut and tied the bandages and grabbed his hoodie. I lifted his arm and I saw something on his wrist. I looked at it closer and saw it was a scar, one like the one of my wrists. 'He didn't, did he?' I looked at his other wrist and saw nothing, it looked like the one scar, which was good, I guess. I put his hoddied in and changed him into shorts. I proped some pillows behind him. I then jumped into the vents to leave him alone
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