It was a cold January morning, my best friend, Jack and I are meeting up later today to apply for a job at the uptown pizzaria, "Freddy Fazbear's." We of course still do YouTube, we just want to spend more time together, just screwing around basically. If you didnt know, Jack, hes completely amazing! I just love the guy - as a friend of course.

I looked out the window as the sun was rising. I smiled, as I wrapped a warm, fan-made scarf around my neck, threw on a jacket, tied my laces, and walked out the door.

I watched as I saw my crystallized breath leak from my chapped lips, and pierce the fridged air. I took in the pure beauty of the LA morning. As I walked along, I smiled. Sometimes I forgot just were I'm placed. True beauty.

I was a bit too distracted, and I almost ran right into Sean!

"Oh gosh! I'm sorry Mark! Are you alright?" He asked. His eyes looked like a bright blue diamond thrown into a cast of white diamonds. I smiled when I saw him.

"Yeah, sorry, I like, almost killed you!" I laughed, running my fingers through my long hair, tousling the dark locks. He laughed, and we both turned to look at the resturant. It was like a single cloud in an otherwise clean sky. I know it was a family resturant, but something about it seemed off.

"*Sigh* You ready Mark?" He asked turning back to me, fridged hands shoved in his pockets. I could see the outline of his boney knuckles in his thin, but warm black pockets.

"As I'll ever be!" I smiled, then we walked in.

We were ingulfed with the smell of fresh pizza, cake, and puke. We could hear the happy screams of childern running with a huge, creaking anamatronics, and listing to the band play on-stage. We were instantly over- whelemed with the sence of warmth from the animatronics.

The Fox looking thing glared over to the door, saw us standing in it, and instantly walked over to us.

"Arr ye mates!! I be Foxy! Tis a pleasure!" He smiled, tipping his head. I felt so happy looking at him, Im not sure why, But I just smiled. After all, Foxy was always my favorite animatronic, I think?

"Hi Foxy!" I smiled up to him. Jack noticed me gawking, and giggled sightly.

"Hi Foxy, Im Sean, and he's Mark, we're here for the job interviews." Jack had the same look as I did.

"Ahh!! I see, well, come, follow me, we'll get yer jobs!" He smiled, walking beside us. While we were walking, a couple of kids jumped out, and tried to grab Foxy. He jumped back a few feet. I felt really bad, the bots HATE being touched. Foxy reached down and grabbed our hands after the kids left. Foxy first looked to Sean, then to me. His eyes softened, and he smiled.

"Thank ye." And squeezed our hands tighter and walked along to the back.

From the way Foxy had looked to us, and squeezed our hands, it felt like he wasnt just an animatronic. It felt more like a frightened little child. Oh well. It's Probably Just Me.

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