《Captain (Glamrock foxy x male reader)》(Still Chapter three) Second night
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THE PICTURE ABOVE IS MY VERSION OF THE COVER. ANYWAYS, I CANT BEILEVE I ACTUALLY GOT MYSELF TO UPDATE THIS. I HOPE YOU ENJOY. ALSO ADDING
F/S =Favorite Somg
Y/N P.O.V
While walking I check the time and it's 2:00. "That gives me a break much of time. Maybe I can hang out with some of them. I enter Bonnie bowl and looked around. "Bonnie" Then I hear a Crack sound. I look at bowling area and see him play. I sneak up on him and stand behind him. "Are you gonna answer me or not?" "Wha-" He started while jumping he then swinged his hand at me and I crouched so I don't get hit by it. "Oh sorry Y/N, you scared me there" "yeah and you scared me too" before laughing. And Bonnie joins in too. After a few seconds we stop. "Anyway, any malfunctions or anything? "Nopie dopie" I try so hard not laugh but it got through. "Nopie dopie?!?!" I say while laughing. "Yeah, don't have to be rude about it" he mumbles. "I don't mean it to be rude it just caught me off guard" I finally stopped laughing. I randomly look at his bowling score and and see a 87.(I don't know much bowling much so just deal with me) "Only 87" I say while pointing at the score. "What can you do better?" I smirk. "Hell yes I can!" As we got the game started I went first. (Here's the scores.) Y/N Foxy
10. 10
20. 19
30. 29
39. 37
49. 46
59. 53
68. 63
77. 73
87. 82
97. 90
"And that was my best game too" Bonnie says. "I told you I will beat you. well anyway I should check on foxy now" "yeah, you should" I leave.
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Foxy P.O.V
Where is my dang hook. Dear gosh, why did that boy have to take it off and hide it. "What are you looking for foxy" I turn around and see Y/N. "My hook. Some kid took it and hid it." He nods. "Well I help you. I got time it's.... 5:00" he says. "Ok. Can you look on my ship, I still need to finish looking out here." "Ok" he says back. I continue looking around until I hear. "Foxy! I found it!" I ranned over to Y/N. "You did?" "Yeap, it was between two crates in there." He says while passing it. "Thanks Y/N" "Your welcome" he says while side hugging me. And again that weird feeling like yesterday. I didn't realize I blush a little. "Wait you are blushing." He says with a little blush on him. "You are two!"
Y/N P.O.V
Wait, do we like eachother! I thought. "Well maybe Bonnie won't be the only one to have someone the like." "Wait Bonnie has someone they like. Who are they?" "Their a day time worker for Bonnie bowl." (Another reference to and their story.) "Well come here I have a spot to show you" he then grabs you and puts you on his shoulder. He walks to the boat and climbs it to the top of the mast. He then sits down and puts me down on his lap. You can see everything from here. " This is where I sit on certain nights." "I like it" I look back and see him smile. We stare eachother for a little bit. We finally break it and I look at my phone. 5:56. "Oh shoot I'm about to leave" "Already. Fine" he then puts me on his shoulder again ang gets down. "You can follow me to the entrance if you wan-" "sure!" I laugh a little. "Ok" As we were walking he asked. "So what was the score of the game?" "How do you know?" "Chica went in there to say hi but saw you two played and left and told us." "Oh, well Bonnie got a new high for him. "0h he finally got into 90's."YEP, and I got a 97." He then stops and stares at me wide eyed. "90...7..." "Yeah, I'm a pro at bowling." "You defently are. Well we should get back going" "yeah" we finally make it to the entrance. "Well bye Y/N" "Bye foxy" I then go through the entrance and get in my car. I started it back up and played F/S on repeat.
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After reaching home I get in my room and real quick make some F/B/M. After finishing I go to bed and have a dre about foxy. (Don't think about it simps. It's not like that.)
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