Again, I do not own Aphmau's FNAF or MyStreet roleplays, nor do I own her characters. I do own my OC Jay however

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Aphmau's POV

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Escaping the damp shed, I shivered as a blast of frosty air hit my lungs, chilling my bones and freezing me.

Managing to comb my hair into an okay style, I headed for Aaron's house, but the weather today wasn't exactly helping.

2:09 PM.

Few more hours till the party.

I sung a couple of verses from 'It's Been So Long' which is what we'd agreed to call the song.

I took out my purple phone and tapped on Aaron's contact.

Aph-Aphmau, A-Aaron

Aph: Hey Aaron, I'm coming to your house for a bit, that okay with you?

Aaron is texting.

A: Sure, I'm getting lonely.

Aph: K, I'm on the way there, geez it's cold. :/

Aaron: Yeah, a few cold winds blew here from the north. It's like it's winter already.

Aph: Let it go!!!! 🌬❄️🌨☃ XD

A: Haha, alright. I'll be waiting.

*Texting Ends*

Another blast of cold air.

Seriously, does Elsa have a cold or something.

Wait, can Elsa even get a cold???

Ack! I'm confusing myself.

Shrugging off the freezing breeze, I quietly hummed to 'Fight Song' By Rachel Platten. (I don't own the song, but for those who haven't heard it, search it up and listen. It's very good.)

Finally, Aaron's plain house came into view, and warm yellow light called out to me invitingly.

I speed walked over, eager to get into a nice cozy house rather than stay in then brisk, cold air.

Knock knock knock.

Aaron opened the door, and smiled. "Hi Aphmau."

"Hi Aaron." I replied, peering over his shoulder into the room.

"C...c..can I g..go in? It's f...f..freezing o..out here."

He stepped aside and I brushed myself in, allowing the warmth to seep through me.

I sat on the living room couch, and wrapped myself tighter in my jacket.

Aaron brought me an extra blanket.

"Thanks." I mumbled, sneezing.

"So, what's up?" He asked awkwardly.

"Ehhh. Could be worse. I've got a few too curious friends on my tail and I'm nervous. They saw my journal!" Panic welled up, and beads of sweat trickling down my forehead.

"Calm down, and explain." He ordered.

So I told him. How I'd written something 'important' in my journal that was private but how they'd wound up stealing it, me finding them in a tree (Aaron snickered at that) chasing them, getting trapped, managing to leave and encountering Jay. I left out some things such as what I specifically wrote rather than 'important things', bits of my conversations with Jay, and how I'd escaped by manically laughing and pretending/actually being insane.

What a mouthful.

"I'm sorry." Aaron murmured quietly.

"What for?" I asked, confused.

"I could've helped you."

"The past is in the past. We can't change our mistakes back then, but we can restart now."

"Inspirational much?"

"Shut up."

I wrapped the blanket around my legs and gazed at the blank windows that were coated in a fine layer of frost.

Noticing the small black remote sitting on the table in front, I turned on the TV and scrolled through lists of movies, shows, and channels.

Finally, I settled upon 'Attack On Titan' and clicked on a random episode.

Watching the anime move past, my eyes attached their focus to the screen while my mind wandered off into memories and flashes.

Me and Claire, joking around in the park, while Claire, still youthful and energetic, pushed a stroller containing little baby Andy. Cooing over the little guy, we started talking about random things.

My first night at Freddy's almost barely noticing Chica at the door and screaming for dear life.

Me, realizing I was now the Marionette, crying as I examined my new costume and the strings that clung onto my arms and legs.

Me, singing my first time on stage, all animatronics waiting. Shivering in fear, knowing they tried to kill me every weekday, I sang 'Children of the Night' to them. (Search this song up, its really good.)

Finally, me encountering Purple Guy the first time, mistaking him for an animatronic and flashing my flashlight at him. He'd simply cackled and was gone.

Now that I think of it, what is Purple Guy?

A vengeful ghost? An angry ghoul? Or simply, a man without a sanity?

Or maybe all three.

I shook myself from my memories.

They were in the past.

I couldn't change that.

I hadn't realized how much time passed until I looked up.

3:37 PM.

Shoot.

I'd forgotten my dress and costume at home.

I jumped off the couch, the blanket dropping off me.

"Aphmau?" Aaron asked.

"I forgot my dress at home!" I squeaked, remembering the costumes were gonna be a surprise.

He blinked and asked, "Do you want me to-"

I cut him off. "I'm not sure if it's safe! I mean, not that you can't take care of yourself, but if Katelyn and the guys are home, it may turn out rather...uhh...chaotic."

"I can drop you off, but if you need me to come help, I'll be waiting at the door. Just shout or something."

"Thank you!" I hugged him, and together, we dashed for the front door.

Getting into the car, I started drumming my fingers anxiously against my thighs.

The scenery passed by in a blur as we sped to my house.

Praying silently to Irene they weren't home, the car halted to a stop, and I climbed out of the shot-gun seat.

Walking up the the door, Aaron right behind me, I peeked through the windows, but they gave a frustratingly unclear view.

I could only see the hallway.

Pressing my ear against the door, I listened for any sounds of chatter.

Nothing.

Sighing with relief, I unlocked the door, and slipped quietly in.

Nobody.

I walked upstairs, or more like, ran.

Opening my door, I immediately opened the closet door, and pulled out two things.

My puppet costume inside a small plastic bag and a lilac purple dress for the prom.

Snatching some makeup, jewelry, and other necessary accessories, I stuffed them all into a backpack decorated with flowers, and trimmed with golden lace that formed the word, "Apppppphhhhmau."

Ahh, the bag.

A gift from an old friend of mine, Sky.

Wonder how he is now. Meh.

I slipped on the pack, and checked off a mental list of items in my head.

I was about to turn and go, when a girl's voice said, "Where do you think your going?"

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