The daisy II

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The silence of my thoughts was really comfortable, I even felt like I could decided how far I wanted to go, though it was more satisfying to just stare at that white point in the middle of everywhere. It feels like I don't have to think and just stare at it until my eyes start burning. I didn't last that much looking at that point, because just a few seconds after I felt somebody shaking my shoulder so I could react, so then that white point and the rest of my vision got clear. I was eating a pizza and I had fallen asleep in the kitchen's table, how was that even possible? I always prefer my mattress than this cold and hard table or any other part of the restaurant.

"Too much pizza?" Chica asked me.

Waking up in the middle of the day was really hard, so I acted like I didn't hear her, even though I knew if I didn't do anything she would keep moving me around. In the table there was a plate with half a pizza and some saliva. So, to avoid that uncomfortable shaking moment that just gets rid of my sleep and the warmth I've gathered, I took my face off the table. Chica was next to me with her hands on her waist.

"Why would you fall asleep here? My pizza has never made you feel like it."

"I don't know," I replied while rubbing my eyes and dusting off my fur. "What time is it?"

"5 A. M? We gotta get ready before the restaurant opens, so why don't you go to your room and take a shower?" And then she changed her tone of voice. "You could even ask Bonnie if you use some help."

"Bonnie?" I asked a little confused.

"Or you want me to help you out?" She turned to see me with a teasing smirk.

"No, I think I'm gonna let Bonnie do it," I said to stop her joking around.

"That's what I thought. Hurry."

I got up from the table and left all of my stuff on it; I expected Chica to clean it up just like she always does. When I got out of the kitchen I found myself in the dark and slightly illuminated restaurant by the moonlight that comes in by the crystal front door. There were outside many houses covered with snow and people skiing down some hills made out of gathered snow. It wasn't snowing at all, it was not even cold, but for sure if I opened the door I'd make the whole place to develop little, crystals of ice everywhere. When I turned to my bedroom, I could see that Foxy's curtains we're moving, they looked just like when Chica and him have their private moment, but Chica was in the kitchen. I walked towards it to confirm the noise. Inside of it I found Foxy sitting on his stage while eating leftovers from many plates.

"What are you doing?" I asked while opening up the curtains that let some dim light into his dark cave.

"Just eating what people leave at the end of the day, any problems with that, papa bear?" he asked with a french fry coming out of his snout.

Actually those french fries looked exactly like a poutine.

"No, it's just that you're not that used to eat that kind of food."

"I wanted to feel useful for you guys around here. Why don't you go and see if Bonnie needs help with something? He must be at the office."

I turned to it to verify that the lights were on, even the door was opened, but I couldn't listen anything. I turned back to Foxy to thank him, and then I headed towards the office. I felt a little nervous that I was gonna talk to Bonnie again; I mean, I can tell that whenever he's going to see me he gets a little shy and his face turns reddish, but now I feel like I'm slowly playing his role and I feel more nervous when I'm gonna talk to him. It's always a surprise to find out how one of our conversations is gonna end. When I was in the doorway I could he was sat down and typing on that old computer. Bonnie's used to use it? I thought I was the only one to verify numbers and counts of incoming papers. He didn't notice my presence in the office, so I knocked on the wall as if it was the door. When I did that, he turned to me and smiled at me.