After an incident that happened at the original Freddy Fazbears pizzaria involving Foxy the others cast him out and abuse him for his mistake, foxy slowly slips into a depressed state, scared of everything and everyone, that is until a certain white...
Me and Foxy has started to load his furniture into the U-haul with ease, he was stronger than me (though I'm never going to tell him) so he did most of the heavy lifting, we worked in silence for the most part but stopped to silently chuckle as Freddy dropped his bedside table on his foot, luckily he didn't notice this but we still got back to work, I teleported to Foxys room to make sure that we had put everything in, we had done his room pretty quickly seeing as he hadn't really got a lot of stuff which was strange as unlike Freddy, Bonnie and Chica he had his own room and didn't have to share, it wasn't a very big room by no means it was ten foot by ten foot space, it had previously held a bed, a chest of draws a single poster of a band called Imagine Dragons, some weights and a guitar that sat in the corner, I knew that Foxy could play and to be honest he was better than Bonnie, I had heard him sing as well, not like the pirate songs he used to sing when he preformed but actual songs, not half bad either, he always did this when he thought everyone went out but he always forgot that I liked to stay in my room and be unsocial, he was a nice guy but after what Freddy and Bonnie did to him he was never the same, he didn't sing or play the guitar, in fact the guitar was covered in a thick layer of dust when I moved it, we had put it in Foxys car, a 1970 Ford Mustang Mach 1
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It had been left to him by his dad after he had died, it was a very sick car as well, I would kill for it, it always got him attention from girls but he was never interested, not because they were ugly or anything but because he never felt like he was good enough, he never told me but I could read his thoughts, he had learned to block me out but when he was really depressed I could break through.
Foxy never actually told me what happened to his parents, he seemed to just want to block it out and forget. We moved the last box of clothes into Foxys car and then went to start on my room, I only really got on with Foxy nowadays, the others were just assholes, I could tell that they still beat Foxy but I could never catch them in the act, I had actually wanted to be a paramedic when I was younger so I had taken courses in first aid, me and Foxy had grown up together from when we were seven, those days were a lot better, he had always told me he wanted to be a firefighter, he never gave up on this dream but after he was attacked he knew this would never come true. I remember when we were young, foxy had always helped me so all I wanted was to help him in return.
Flashback
I just sat beneath a large tree in the park and cried, I pulled my knees up to my face and just sat there weeping, I had been walking home when some kids from my school had blocked my way and started to push me, it was because of my eyes, I could never remember the actual term for them but everyone just called them eyes of the devil, this was because they were black with nothing but a white dot to show that I actually had eyes and wasn't blind, one of the bully's had punched me in the face leaving a bruise which I knew I would have to explain to my mom when I got home, I just sat under that tree and cried until I felt some one sit down next to me and I heard a voice "are you okay" it asked, I slowly looked up to see a boy with crimson hair and fox ears looking at me with a sad expression,
"I'm fine don't worry about me" I stammered in response, I could see a look on his face, shit he must have seen my eyes I thought "ye laugh it up, I'm a freak, I didn't ask for these damn things",
"no your not, if your talking about your eyes then don't worry about it, I like 'em, they make you different". I smiled at this, he wasn't being mean he was being nice to me,
"what's your name" asked the boy,
"Goldy, and yours",
"Foxy, ye I have fox ears so I'm pretty sure my parents were just lazy as hell when naming me" we both chuckled at this, i think we're going to be good friends.
Flashback ending
Foxy then walked into the room,
"hey you alright" he enquired
"ye, just looking around making sure we didn't miss anything" I replied, Foxy smiled and walked out, I was happy to see him smile, he hadn't done that in a very long time, I could tell that he was happy to be leaving this hell, I didn't mind it but foxy obviously did, he always had new cuts or bruises on his body, the other three had been doing this to him, a few days ago he had come out for breakfast with a black eye, a limp and a bloody lip. He kept gasping every time he moved and had to clutch his side, I could see Freddy smile at this, every time he lifted his spoon I looked at his knuckles and growled, they were still red from what he had done. Foxy always told me that he fell or some shit but he would never make eye contact with me, they ruined him, they broke my best friend.
Thanks to all that read this, fangle is on its way but probably be a few more chapter still, try to update daily but had a surgery a day ago so still recovering, next chap will probs be flashbacks mainly, stay cool and stay safe with this covoid-19 stuff.
