BlackCelty

“So Foxy, why are you down here with me?” You flipped the cam to make sure your sister was ok down with the three others that just the other day wanted to kill you and stuff you into a suit but for some reason they chose to let live for the time being, you were not sure if it was because your sister was making them happy or something else. He lifts his head and lowers it again, as if trying to work out what he wants to say. You sigh and lean back in your spinney chair and wait for him to speak. “Did she really adore me?” Foxy’s voice was just barely a whisper but due to how quite the room was, but none the less

Foxy sat there watching your sister switch the new fur she had gotten from the store into his ear, he enjoyed having her fix him up, but at the same time he was trying to fight how bad he felt that he was not the one that led your sister to the path she was on now. It hurt him for her to know the truth, even more so knowing the Mangle was the one that she fell for, but Mangle was not worth her love. Foxy flops his tail as his mind wanders back to that day, that birthday that made everything come to the end.  He glances up at her, his eye patch flipping up, you knew that he was trying to win her graces again but for some reason you got slightl

A long time ago there was a small little store out in the Midwest; they had gotten a robot to keep the kids busy while their mothers shopped. This robot was a cat named Kitten, she was programed to show kids how to sew and did every day; sometimes she’ll make dresses for the dolls that little girls brought in, and sometimes she’ll make cowboy vests for the little boys. She has spent many years there, watching the kids grow up; they would come in and show her the things they had made while they were gone. After many years no little kids came to see her, only the by- now adults came to see her. She slowly sank into a depression and

Foxy looks between you and your sister, he lowers his ears in a mix of fear and confusion. You sigh and step forward and sit on your knees. “She’s is here to fix you.” “Foxy, I have been a big fan of yours since I was little. I used to come all the time and I have dreamed of the day that I would get to work on you.” She lifts his paw and looks it over, moving it and testing how it moves now after years of not being taken care of. She looked over his body, hiding the horror she found herself of looking at her hero that she grew up loving. She stands up and turns from him. “I’ll be back before midnigh

You knew it was a matter of time before your sister got to your house and you knew she would want to go over to Freddy Fazbear’s to look at Foxy but you didn’t want to be there unless you had too, the others still freaked you out and even when they were busy with kids you didn’t want the chance that they would find you fun to play with you, so you chose to sleep for a little while, while she drove to your house. It would only take her four hours to make it to your tiny house out in the middle of nowhere, almost perfect to hide someone if you ever needed too but you never needed too. So when she pushed you off the sofa you al

It was the end of your first shift at this old run down pizza place, it was meant for kids but a few things have happened since the place opened. You didn’t know what happened with those events but your sister told you not to ask about it, since she was there for the “Bite of ‘87” so you never asked her about it. Sure working there your coworkers warned you about the animatronics but they didn’t bother you, sure they scared the living daylights out of you but at the same time you wanted to take them about and find out with makes them tick. You flick back your (h/c) as you walk past the three looking around, sort