Jazzy's POV

Mom sent me a text last night saying she would be gone for a week. So Krimson was staying over, the baby was due in a month. "What if it comes out as a robot and ends up splitting you in half?". Krimson asked looking up at me. "You have some odd questions for a fifteen year old", I said, Krimson just nodded her head. We walked into the apartment building in silence, I opened the for when out of no where Krimson started humming a random tune.

Krimson sat down on the couch and bending over. "I don't feel so good..." she said before rushing to the bathroom. I made a disgusted face as I could hear her  throwing up. She came back and laid down on the couch, falling sleep almost instantly. I grabbed a blanket and covered her with it, she instantly cuddled with it. I sat in green recliner, I slowly started to drift off into sleep.

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"Jazzy, wake up", Krimson's voice said, I opened my eyes. Krimson was sitting g on the couch, a trash can next to her, I guess she's still sick. "You need to get to work", Krimson said, I looked at the clock three fifteen PM. I jumped up and put my shoes on, I waved to Krimson as I ran out the door.

It was pouring rain, great just great. I finally made it to Freddy's, I was completely soaked. I walked up to the stage looking up at Freddy. "Krimson is sick today, so
she won't be here",  I whispered, Freddy blinked as if he understood. I guess now I just need to wait until midnight.

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Eleven forty-five

I sat on a table, waiting for midnight to come.

Knock, knock, knock

I looked st the door, there stood a man in torn up clothes, soaking wet, and shivering. I ran to the door and let him in. "Bless you child, it's been such a storm all day", the man said walking inside,  he had a New York accent. "I couldn't leave someone out in a storm like this",  I replied I started to walk to the stage, I made it halfway when I heard a gun cocking.

I turned around, the guy had a hand pistol pointed at my stomach. "Give me all the money or the child gets it", the man snarled, I was petrified. "Please sir, put the gun down", I said calmly, he aimed the gun st my chest now. I heard the bell go off signalling it was midnight, I also felt a pain shoot threw my body. I flew backwards, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion.

"Jazzy!"

A voice shouted that resembled Foxy's. I saw him run up to me in human form, tears in his eyes. He fell to his knees, then placed my head in his lap. "No, ye' can't leave me, princess", Foxy said, crying now. "I'm not a princess, I'm broken", I responded with a sad smile. "Yer me broken princess", Foxy said, kissing me. I started to loose feeling in my body, I felt... cold. I closed my eyes, feeling a strange sense of peace..

Foxy's POV

I kissed her, holding her close to me, I felt her body go limp. I let out a howl-ish sound in pain. I looked up at the man, who stood there, shocked. I carefully placed Jazzy's head on the floor, I then charged at the man. I punched him across the face, making him fall to the floor. I began to punch and kick him as he lay defenseless on the ground. He coughed up some blood, that's when I felt two people grab my arms.

I pulled, trying to escape from their grasp. "Let me go", I yelled almost getting away. "Foxy stop, he's already dying!" I heard Freddy call from my left side. "I'm going to beat him until he dies!" I screeched tugging at my restraints. "Dude, stop!" I heard Bonnie tell from my right side. I dropped to my knees. "Let me go, let me go", I sobbed, I covered my eyes with my hands.

"My princess is gone, me broken princess"