Freddy pov
Since foxy's death chica has never been the same,actually no one was the same after his death chica didn't want to celebrate her birthday any more she had started blaming herself for foxy's death Bonnie, well since foxy died Bonnie was keep on having flashbacks for what he did to him and finally me. I felt so,so....  alone I missed foxy every time chica calls us for dinner foxy was always the first one to get to the table. But the thing that hurt him the most was us we hurt foxy we where his friends,friends are to suppose to help each other,but we hurt him so bad that he forgot who he was,he lost are trust,he thought we would protect him,care for him,help him. Now that he's gone we forgot who we are foxy was like the bread of the sandwich he kept all of us together.
I began to cry I fell to my knees looking at the picture of all of us when this place first open a tear rolled down my face " now you cry?" I looked behind me and saw ..... Foxy "foxy?" I said " yes Freddy it's me. The fox that you hurt the fox that died because of all of you." Foxy went to angel white to a bruised and bloody. Black tears run down his face I looked in his eyes and I saw that they were missing  and he jump at me with his jaw wide open.
I shot up from the dream I had then Bonnie and chica came in and said
"Did you had that dream to?"