《Funtime Foxy x Funtime Freddy》Chapter 12: Preparations.
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I'm suddenly jolted awake by a painful knock on the head. I wake up yelling, Bon, is in front of me with a large frying pan.
"HOW DO YOU HOLD THIS STUFF THATS DOUBLE YOUR SIZE!?" I yell.
"I'm super buff, look at these muscles," he says, "anyway, rise and shine sunny boy. You need to meet up with Baby."
"How do you know about this?" I ask sleepily.
"I visited her, made her watch some quality youtube like 'Diabolo tricks with Tim'. Now she's cleaned up a bit, we're going to torcher you together. But first, bath time."
"Come on Bon. Don't."
"Grab your rubber ducky lets go!"
He walks off. How does he expect me to take a shower underground? What is he going to do? flood the sink? I follow Bon around the pizzeria, he takes me to the main office. Where, Baby, who is looking much better, she's straightened up her hair to her normal pigtails, ironed her clothes out, and her eyes are less red. Anyway, she has prepared a little kiddy pool filled with water.
"This," I say, "Is ridiculous."
"And yet," Baby said, "you agreed to it."
"Now," Bon says, "you hop into there for like...10 minutes. While I and Baby try to find you some clothes."
I reluctantly step into the kiddie pool. But instantly revolt.
"IT'S ICE COLD!" I complain.
"Just get in you'll get used to it," Bon says.
I step into the ice cold water, shivering.
"Why do I agree to do these things?" I ask myself. And sit down in the tub.
Funtime Foxy's P.O.V.
"Is this really necessary," I ask Ballora, "it's just a dance, I don't need clothes."
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"Oh Foxy," She says, "poor, poor, Foxy. You have no idea how important dances are. They can be an event of epic through downs with the homies. Or they can be a place of romance, love, and confessions." She says this while acting it out in dance, "anyway, if you are going to that dance then you have to wear some decent clothes. And you are not wearing that princess peach costume from a few months ago."
"But it's so cute," I say, "and it's a dress, isn't it?"
"Yes, but a video game one," Ballora says, starting to look through some boxes, "and a bad one at that."
"Fine," I say, defeated, "you choose what I wear, but here are my guidelines: 1. Not too extravagant, make it simple but cute. 2. I am not wearing anything that's itchy, too tight, or uncomfortable. 3. I prefer it to be white and pink, but any color will do, just not yellow, black, blue, or purple."
"Alright alright. I'll see what I can find," she says, disappointed, "anyway, let's talk about the elephant in the room."
"Yeah," I say, "you mean how you're forcing me to wear clothes and completely ignoring what you're going to wear?"
"No, nevermind," she say's, "and I'm wearing it already, my normal clothes. I and Baby already have clothes on all the time, it's you and Freddy who are always walking around naked."
"fair enough. But isn't it going to be awkward? It's just us 4, 5 if you include Bon-Bon."
"Oh, it's fine. Baby and I are going to parts and service, we're going to wake up a few, maybe 10. Just to add to the atmosphere. OMG! I FOUND IT!!!!!"
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She pulls out a dress, it's white on the top, covering the chest area and the sleeves go down to the biceps. The bottom is hot pink and wavy, it only goes down to the bottom of the ankles so it won't limit my mobility.
"It might be too small," I complain. She hands it to me.
"Go try it on, I wanna see!" I shrug and walk to the bathroom, on the I can hear Freddy complaining and Baby and Bon-Bon urging him on. He must feel as miserable as me.
Lolbit's P.O.V.
I'm so close, I was able to hack into the collar, so I should be able to disable it for about...2 hours. That's enough time right?
"Oooooh," I hear a barely understandable voice behind me and I know I'm screwed. I turn around to see Mangle, a mangled(hence the name) bunch of metal parts and gears, sticking out of the vent.
"I'll get paid some serious goodness points if I turn you in right now," She says, "give me one reason I shouldn't."
I desperately search my mind for a reason, for an excuse. I think of telling her it's a mission, but then why would I be trying to disable my collar.
"You'll know what I was doing can decide whether to come or not," I say.
"Hmm," She says, "not good enough."
"uuuuh," I say, trying to think of something else, "I CAN INTRODUCE YOU TO YOUR SISTER!"
I can see her demeanor change, and I know I won.
"Come here," I say, she slowly slinks over, I take this chance. I grab her head and electrocute her. She falls to the floor, she should be unconscious for about 30 minutes, that should be enough time for me to finish deactivating my collar. I continue to type a code into the computer. Until I can feel the collar loosen, and then it beeps. I can see the LED light goes from red to green.
I smile, I am free from it for 2 whole hours, finally. I copy and save the code to use later, on the day of the dance.
"umm, Lolbit?" I hear a high pitched voice behind me, I turn around to see Bonnet, a pink bunny hand puppet.
"I know that you're sneaking out," she says, "and I know that there's nothing I can do to stop you, but..." she trails off.
"You want to come with me," I say, more a fact than a question.
"Well...yeah," she says, "I mean, I saw, an animatronic there, he seemed kinda..."
"Cute?" I finish her sentence, "you mean Bon-Bon? The blue hand puppet? The one with the Desert Eagle?"
"Yeah," she says blushing, "he's...cute."
"well," I say, "you are welcome to come with me, I think I can snag a kids dress from one of the boxes. But, this is very important: DO NOT TELL ENNARD. He will kill me and you if he finds out, or kill me and hurt you. Do you understand?"
She nods.
"Good," I say smiling, "now let's get you some clothes."
She smiles cheerfully and follows behind me to grab some clothes.
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