It's been a week since the night Chica and I became friends. She introduced me the rest of the gang, who warmed up to me pretty quickly. Freddy was really good at making me laugh, Foxy knew all kinds of awesome stories, and Bonnie had a pretty good taste in music. But, though the guys soon became my close friends, I spent the most time with Chica. I wasn't sure why, but there was something about her I really liked.

One night, when there was only a few minutes of my shift left, Chica and I decided to have a Q & A. I insisted that Chica ask the first question. Ladies first.

"Okay, then. What do you do when you aren't at work?" She asked.

"School, of course. I'm a senior in High School. Heck, that's why I'm working here in the first place. Gotta build up my college fund." I replied.

"Alright, Noah, it's your turn. What do you want to know?" Chica asked. I looked down at Chica's bare feet.

"Well, why don't you wear shoes? I know you're an animatronic and all, but I'm curious." Chica smiled as she wiggled her toes.

"I don't really like wearing shoes. I never leave this place anyway, so there's no need to wear shoes. Do you wear shoes when you're at home?" She shot back.

"Fair point, Chi. Alright, your turn."

Chica looked me right in the eyes. "Why did you choose to work here?"

"Honestly, Chica, I looked in the Job Ads one morning, and this was the first job I saw. Since I live close by, I immediately applied." I answered. Just then, my alarm went of as 6 am came around. "Aw, crap! Guess my shift's over."

Chica sighed. "Oh, well, I guess I'll see you later, huh?" Seeing Chica so sad made me feel kinda bad. But then, an idea came to my head.

"My school's just down the road. I could come here for lunch. Think that'll be okay?" I asked. Chica's face brightened.

"That'd be awesome! I'll make your favorite 3 cheese pizza! Dr. Pepper and fries on the side?"

I chuckled. "Chica, you know me too well. That sounds awesome. But you better make it lunch for two." I replied. Chica looked at me, confused.

"Why lunch for two?" She asked. I smiled.

"Well, you're gonna be doing the cooking, so I think you deserve to share the meal with me... If you want."

Chica smiled. "You got it. See ya then." As I left the restaurant, I didn't notice Chica pumping her fist.

All day, I looked forward to having lunch with Chica. I guess my excitement was more obvious than I thought, because as lunch break grew dangerously close, my friend Sean asked me what I was going ape-shit over.

"Nunya biz, Sean-mon. My personal life is my business." I replied.

"Oh, c'mon, Noah. Don't be like that. I'm just curious is all." Sean said.

"Alright, then. I'm meeting a close friend at her place for some pizza." I relented.

"Oh, so you're meeting a girl? Is she cute?" Sean asked.

The question caught me off-guard. Why would he ask me if I thought Chica was cute? That's when it occurred to me. I did think Chica was cute.

"Yeah, I guess she is."

- Noon -

I walked out of school, flashing my off-campus pass at a security guard (yes, they have those at schools), then made my way to work. When I opened the door, Bonnie came out to greet me.

"Hey, Noah. Chica's waiting for you in the Dining Hall." He to,d me.

"Thanks, Bro." I then walked to the Dining Hall. Sure enough, there was Chica sitting at a table. She smiled when she saw me.

"Hey, Chi. Wow, you really outdid yourself with lunch." I complimented. Chica blushed.

"Thanks, Noah. Come, sit. You don't want this food to go to waste?"

"Certainly not." I sat across from my friend and ate. As usual, the pizza was excellent, as were the fries and drink. After we had eaten our fill, Chica and I decided to walk around a bit before I had to head back to school. As we walked, Chica slipped her hand in mine. It surprised me, but I didn't object.

"Noah, can I ask you something?" Chica sounded shy, which I found cute, but also a little out of character.

"Um... Sure, Chi. What's up?" Chica took a deep breath.

"Noah, ever since you and I met, I... Kind of developed... Feelings for you. Feelings I've never felt before. Noah, I think I love you... A lot." She admitted. I smiled warmly as I lifted her chin, her eyes level with mine.

"I love you too, Chica." We shared a first kiss, which was unfortunatly cut short by a loud shout from above us.

"Arrrrr, get a room, ya landlubbers!"

"Great. We had to stop at Pirate's Cove." I grumbled. Chica laughed and kissed my cheek.