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Shadow Freddy's P.O.V
I was awoken by a kick to the leg. Opening my eyes, I saw Goldie laying beside me. He twitched again, this time his arm. This had always meant he was in a deep sleep, which was a good thing since he's ill. His leg jerked, hitting me again. I rubbed his back in a petting motion, which had always proven to be effective in calming him. He fell still beside me, his only movements being the soft rise and fall of his chest. Always works. I thought, trying not to chuckle to loudly. I went to get up but he clung to me, making some whimpering noises. I pryed his hand from my arm and tucked him in tightly. He snuggled into the warmth of the heavy blankets. I idly walked over to Emerald's large crib. She had made a cave out of covers and pillows, where she was currently hiding. I looked in to see her sitting in the darkest parts of it, eyes almost glowing. She seemed nervous when she saw me. "Shadow Fweddy?" My caring instincts instantly kicked in at her tone. "Yes, Emerald?" I asked gently. "W-Will you be scared...?" "Of what?" She crawled out of her cave uncertainly, and I gasped. On her head were a pair of silver wolf ears, her back a pair of wings and a snowy white cat tail. The wolf ears swiveled to the side as she saw my expression. "I knew it! You don't like me!" She cryed out, ducking back into the cave. "Emerald! No, I never said that! I'm just shocked!" I exclaimed quickly. Her head peaked out. "Really...?" Her voice quivered. I smiled warmly and scooped her up. "Of course! I think it looks really cool, actually." Her spirits rose instantly. "Really?!" I nodded. She grinned widely-Do her teeth look sharper than before?- and her tail flicked, her wings changing into the bright yellow that I knew meant happiness. "Can we surpwise Golden Fweddy?" "Maybe not now. He's sleepy." I responded gently, not wanting to directly give away that he was ill. She seemed to understand, though, as she nodded solemnly. "Good pwoint." It was almost scary, how fast she could go from joking around to deadly serious, and how she managed this at her age. I wonder who her parents are... No way they're regular people. Also no way I can just ask her that. Maybe when she's a little older, when she understands death. I mean, what person anything like her would take the nightshift at a place like this?

{Guys, I am sorry about the late updates but it's when I remember "Hey, I got the next chapter idea, LETS GOOOOO" XD And this chapter was more-or-less made in school today, while teachers rambled. So, yea.

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