A/N : I may not be the biggest fan of Fronnie, but I can't resist all those fluffs and romances... and while an idea goes wild on my head...

I decided to make this story, while I had the opportunity...

So, um... tis just a short fic, well, probably... around 1k-2k long each chapter, could be more or less. It will be filled with nothing but fluffs, romance, humors and the joy of parenthoods.

Enjoy the prologue!

The sun was rising in the horizon, its light shined the once dark neighborhood, birds chirping in the trees, and people had woken up and start doing their morning activities. Signifying the start of the day.

A lone, bright brown colored car, drove through the road, the soft hum of the engine accompanying the birds chirping in the seemingly silent neighborhood.

The car soon pulled up into an empty garage of a two storey house. The whole house was colored brown, save for the second floor that colored purple, it had a quite large frontyard that suits perfectly when it comes to gardening and included a park lamp, and a wall that separates the house from another.

The car's engine stopped, and a sound of handbrake being pulled can be heard. A few seconds later, a male brown bear in his mid 20's, wearing a black long sleeved button up shirt, matching pants, brown belt and shoes, stepped out from the car. His azure blue eyes scanning the enviroment around him, and he seems to be happy and proud of himself.

His name is Freddy Fazbear, the new owner of the house. He may looked like a casual 26 year old guy to everyone, but in fact, he act like how a gentleman would be and being more mature and responsible.

Shortly after, a female purple rabbit stepped out as well. She wore a bright brown sweater with blue shirt underneath, black trousers and shoes. However, unlike Freddy. She was having trouble getting out of the car, due to the large baby bump on her stomach.

Meanwhile, Freddy, having his gentleman instinct kicking in, quickly stepped in action and went to help his wife.

"Thank you Freddy."

"No problem, Bonnie."

The purple rabbit, Bonnie, quickly flushed bright red from her husband's gentle, yet caring manner. But she couldn't hid it, and Freddy only smiled at her reaction.

Bonnie stared at the house in the front of her, "This is our new house?" She asked.

"Yeah," Freddy answered, gently patting her shoulder.

"Well, it's kinda... reminds me of our honeymoon back in British Columbia, y'know, except that it was wooden back there." Bonnie said, earning a chuckle from her husband.

"Yeah, it sure is." Freddy wrapped his arm around Bonnie's waist, "By the way, how's our babies going?"

"Oh," Bonnie rubbed the baby bump on her stomach, patting it lightly, "Our twin's fine, the doctor said that I need to get a proper food and rest to keep them healthy."

Freddy smiled, gently nuzzling his snout into her cheek, "Wanna help unpacking the stuff?" He asked.

Bonnie smiled back, her maroon red eyes locked with Freddy's azure ones. "Of course I am, I wouldn't let my husband forced himself to do everything." She replied.

Freddy chuckled, "I love you Bonnie."

"No, I love you much, much more Freddy." Bonnie replied, blushing a bit. Not looking away from Freddy's seductive gaze.

"You always said that."

Freddy's lips suddenly crashed against Bonnie's, giving her a gentle and passionate kiss. Bonnie didn't resist, instead, she kissed him back in the same way. Her soft lips pressed against her husband's gentle ones. The two enjoyed this moment for a few minutes, and they soon pulled back, giving each other a reassuring smile.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get started then." Freddy said.

Day of Marriage: 357th

The sun was blazing hot right on the top of everyone's head, signifying midday, everyone in the neighborhood either halted their activity or having a lunch or break in nearest cafes or restaurants in the town.

A red furred fox was casually walking on the pavement, completely ignoring the heat and sweat drenched his forehead. He wore a bright blue sweater with both of its sleeves rolled into his elbow and a white button up shirt underneath, brown pants, a wrist watch, black shoes and carried a work bag with him.

His name is no other than Foxy Sanderson Fox, also dubbed as "Cap'n Foxy" by the kids in the neighbor thanks to his thick, piratey irish tinted accent. He didn't mind though, it was obvious that the kids would call him that.

Just as he entered the neighbor, a 5 year old kid with peach colored skin and blue eyes, wearing a beanie hat with red and blue stripes, matching shirt, light brown pants and shoes, riding a tri-cycle, approached him.

"Ahoy Cap'n Foxy!" He exclaimed, earning the fox's attention.

"Ahoy there Billy!" Foxy replied, smiling slightly. "S'there anythin' tha' would ye like ta tell Cap'n Foxy 'ere?"

Billy nodded rapidly, "Of course captain, there's a new neighbor moving in!"

Foxy raised an eyebrow, "New neighbor movin' in?"

"Yeah, and they moved into that empty house beside yours!"

Foxy chuckled, "Aye laddie, thank ye fer th' info. Now go back to yer mama o'right? And tell 'er Cap'n Foxy send 'is regards."

Billy nodded once again as Foxy patted his head, smiling happily. "Aye aye captain!" He saluted before paddling his tri-cycle away.

Foxy watched as Billy slowly disappearing from his view, "Hmm, new neighbor?" He pondered, "Well, gotta tell me lass' 'bout this."

He continued to walk into his house, passing a few identical house before arriving at his own. Turns out Billy was right, there is somebody who actually occupied the house next to him. Judging from a car parked at the garage and slightly opened door, it was clear that someone has arrived not too long ago.

Smiling, he approached his house located next to it. It was similar to its identical twins all over the neighbor, but with only the red and yellow paint to signify its difference from the others. Foxy pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door, then proceed to open it, he was actually surprised when finding that the entire house was dark. Completely pitch black with the curtains closed and the sunlight barely illuminated the room.

"Lass? Lassie? Where are ye?" Foxy called.

Almost in a sudden, the lights turned on and a yellow blur tackled him, quickly embraced him into a warm, bone crushing, bear hug.

"SURPRISE!"

Foxy almost dropped his bag in process, "Chica me lass, calm yer feathery tail off, I just got home from work!"

Chica is a bright yellow feathered chicken with orange beak and magenta eyes, she wore a gray sweater, pink skirt that reached her knees, and a pair of orange shoes. She was an over-caring type of girl who usually got worried so quickly, it was so quick that Usain Bolt would be lying in the ground helplessly right now.

"Even if you only gone for a few hours, it felt like years to me!" She replied. Hugging the fox tighter each seconds, "Did you go somewhere after work?"

Foxy only laughed, "Nay, I only doing me job fer our livin' lassie, nothin' more." He told her.

Chica quickly let go of Foxy, magenta eyes locked with golden ones. "I heard you got promoted in the office, so I decided to set up this little party to celebrate it."

Foxy inspected the living room, it was much cleaner, tidier, everything was shiny as if dust or other tiny particles never touched it, and the dining table was filled with sorts of foods and beverages. The kitchen however, was a different story. Some dirty pots and pans piled up on the sink, not to mention the spatula and some spoons. Broom, mop, and brushes piled up in the corner with a bucket filled with cleaning stuffs and a duster.

"Ye did all o' tis?" Foxy asked in disbelief tone, "Ye shouldn't forced yerself to do all o' this, yer pregnant lass, didn't ye remember it?"

Chica inspected the bump on her stomach, which slowly starts to grow each weeks and months passed. "Yeah, I kinda forgot about that." She replied hesitantly, flushing a bit, "But nevermind though. Besides, I've prepared your favorite lasagna."

Foxy grinned inwardly, his mind quickly drifted into tasting his wife's cooking. "Ah, ye never ceased ta impress me lassie." He said, straightening himself up before speaking again. "By th' way, there's a new neighbor tha' jus' moved next to us. Do ye think we should greet 'em?"

The yellow chicken smiled, "F'course Foxy, I'll gave them my special lasagna." She replied.

Foxy couldn't help but smiled back, "Eh, they'll be sure ta love it."

The two embraced each other in a warm, tight hug.

"Love ye lass."

"No, I love you much, much more."

"Nay, nay. I love ye much, much, much more."

"No, no, no. I loved you much, much, much, much more..."

"Alright, ye win this time lass."

The couple laughed.

Day of Marriage: 409th

A/N : Alright, I'm just gonna end this here. For now.

Please review! Tell me if it's good or bad, if I got positive feedbacks, I'll be sure to continue this!

-TheEzyGuy00