Chapter 7: Surprise!

(Toy Chica's P.O.V.)

It took forever to try and find Delta's favorite music and cake flavor, but I finally persuaded Goldie to teleport to Delta's apartment, and see what she could scrounge up.

Apparently, Delta's favorite music is classic rock while his favorite cake flavor is rum cake, which Foxie was more than happy to help with, considering it was a rum cake.

SNIFF, SNIFF

I saw Delta's eyes closed, and his ears folded back. His snout was up, and he was sniffing the air. Then he opened his eyes, and smiled.

"Do I smell rum cake?" He said, grinning and standing up.

"That's not all!" I replied, turning to Vixie. "Hit it, DJ Vixie!"

Vixie then hit the radio, and out belted a song going heavy on the drums and the guitar which Delta named as 'Thunderstruck' by AC DC. Whatever it was, Bonnie really liked it, because her tail started to shake in a bunny-like fashion, which means Bonnie likes something.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Bonbon said, drawing back the curtain, revealing the table full of food.

Unfortunately, there was WINGS.

But also pizza, hot dogs, chips of all varieties, sandwiches of all varieties, candy of all varieties, and finally, the rum cake!

"Holy shit!" Delta said, wide-eyed and shocked. A couple of us giggled from his reactions

"What did you do, pull out everything from the goddamn shelves?!" Delta said, jumping on stage, and sitting in the chair…next to MY CHAIR!

Oh God, no. I didn't want him to see up close the way I ate! But I couldn't ask him to move, cause we decided where he sat was his permanent spot for the meal.

I slowly found my way to my seat, and sat down right next to him.

(Delta's P.O.V.)

I was surprised at how much food was on the table. There was enough food here to feed three families of four. I looked around and realized all the girls and I made 12.

Idiot.

After everyone sat down, everyone started to eat.

Everyone but Chichi.

"Are you hungry?" I asked her, taking a sip of root beer to wash down the scalding hot pizza.

"Oh, SHE'S hungry." Chica said, looking up from her beef sub. "She just likes to eat alone."

"Why?" I asked Chichi, looking at her. "You think it's weird to eat in front of people?"

"No! Of course not!" Chichi hastily replied, looking worried.

"Then eat!" I replied, putting down my soda. "I won't make fun of you! I promise!

"C'mon, Chichi. You have to eat SOMETHING!" Freya said, chewing on a piece of buffalo wing.

Chichi sighed, than looked away from everyone, bringing her hands to her beak. I didn't know what she was doing, but from looking at the faces of everyone, this was normal.

SNAP!

What the fuck? I looked back at Chichi only to see her beak in her left hand.

What the fuck!?

She turned around, and I literally fell out of my chair because I wasn't prepared for what happened to her face.

WHAT THE FUCK!?

She changed her face! SHE CHANGED HER MOTHERFUCKING FACE!

Her beak was gone, replaced by a mouth full of pearlescent white teeth. Her blue eyes were gone, replaced by entirely black eyes, with white pupils.

My God.

But for some damn reason, her scary face was still…cute!

She didn't take falling out of the chair reaction too well, though, cause she started to cry, and ran for the girls bathroom.

"Chichi. Wait!" I shouted, jumping up and off the stage, running after her. I slowed to a walk once I reached the girls bathroom entrance. True, walking in here would scar my masculinity, but this was more important. I took a deep breath, and walked in.

I heard the sobbing before I saw Chichi. Her beak was on the sink, hand her face was covered in oil black tears. She was sitting against the wall with her head against the wall. When she saw me, her eyes widened. That's when I realized there was tears on my face.

"Chichi, please forgive me. I didn't mean it!" I moaned, running and dropping to my knees in front of her. "I was shocked, and being shocked, I reacted the wrong way! Please forgive me! I love…"

"ME?! HOW COULD YOU LOVE ME! A FREAK!" Chichi screamed, getting on her knees and slapping her face, horrifying me.

"Nobody can love a freak." She cried gently, looking down. I grabbed her chin softly and made her look up at me.

"You're wrong." I said.

And then I kissed her.

I felt my heart swell up to match the size of God. I realized I loved her more than my own life, and she felt the same way. Her lips sweet and soft on mine, her tears warm on my face, and I held her waist gently, pushing her against me.

She grabbed me and held me tight against her, tilting her head into the kiss. She then broke and looked me in the eyes, smiling and crying again, but for joy!

"Thank you." She said before kissing me again, this time sliding her tongue in my mouth, making me moan in pleasure. I broke first for air and a question.

"For what?"

She smiled, put her body against mine, and whispered.

"For loving me the way I am."