*knock knock*

"Blu?" Jeremy calls, biting his lip as he hoped for a reply from the distraught bunny. Around him the others felt the same way. An hour had passed since he delivered the news of his switch to the day shift. Blu, unsurprisingly, had taken it the hardest out of everybody in his family. Since Frederick and his family were still new to Jeremy they weren't as sad as the others.

The influenza virus finally cleared out of Blu's system on Thursday and was allowed to work again. He was excited in finally being able to spend time with Jeremy. While he did like having Fredrick and Goldie's company while he was bedridden, he missed talking with his night guard buddy. Jeremy himself was relieved to have somebody to chat with for at least two or three hours during his shift. But now the young man was starting to think he might not experience that tonight. Hearing nothing but intense silence behind the bedroom door made him feel guilty for not trying harder to change the manager's mind.

He flinches when he feels a large paw suddenly rest on his shoulder and looks up to find Freddy staring at him with friendly, understanding eyes. "Don't blame yourself, Jeremy." he says, "Blu's just a little upset that he won't be able to spend a lot of time with you."

"But he probably hates me now..." the young man adds bitterly.

"Don't say that, now." Bonnie says. "My brother can be a real self-centered asshole at times, but he really cares about you." Bonnie secretly hoped that his brother would snap at him for the remark, but drooped his ears a bit when he got nothing, instead. "Just give him some time to let it set in and I can guarantee that he'll be back in your office by the end of the night." he adds with a small smile.

"Sure..." Jeremy mumbles as he allows Freddy and the others to lead him out, leaving Goldie and Frederick behind. Frederick's ears lower at the silence coming from the room and removed his top hat to smoothen his fur; something he did whenever he felt sad or anxious.

"Poor bunny." he says with a small frown.

"He just needs time to accept it. To be honest I'm a little relieved he won't be spending as much time with that human any more." Goldie says, a shadow of a smile on his maw.

"Oh?" Frederick raises a brow.

"It's not that I don't like seeing them together. I'm happy that Blu has finally found a friend in his life to turn and talk to. But I was starting to worry that he might take his friendship with Jeremy a little...further." His eyes briefly turn black at the thought of his child actually being in a relationship with a human. While he's grateful to Jeremy for saving his life, his views on humans still haven't changed. Since the incident in '77, he couldn't bring himself to trust humans ever again. And seeing Blu with Jeremy was a step too far for him. While he wanted Blu to be happy, he needed to remind him of how evil humans are.

He grabbed the knob and slowly pushed the door open. The light coming from the ceiling spilled into the dark room and made it a little easier to see. Goldie poked his head in and found Blu curled up in a fetal position on his bed with his back to him. Goldie opened the door a bit wider and took a cautious step in. "Blu?" he calls gently. "Are you feeling a bit better now, baby doll? It's just me and Frederick here-the others already left."

Silence.

Goldie's ears flatten against his head sadly. He approaches the bed and sees Blu hugging his pillow against his chest rather tightly. Since he no longer had his doll as a way to pacify himself anymore, he always turned to his pillow as a kind of substitute. The mattress springs groaned softly as the bear took a seat on the edge of the bed beside Blu's curled up form. The bunny hardly reacted to the action and remained seemingly lifeless.

"Blu..."

"..."

A heavy sigh left Goldie. He's forgotten what it was like trying to comfort somebody this upset. It's just one of the consequences of him avoiding contact with anybody to the point he's nearly forgotten about their existence. He placed his paw on Blu's shoulder and rubs it soothingly. "Would you... Would you feel better if you talk about it with me? You know. Let it out of your system?" he asks with a hint of hope in his voice. But his heart sinks when his only reply was the same, damning, silence. Goldie didn't want to waste his time trying to comfort the bunny if he isn't going to reply to him. The whole scene was actually starting to get to him because of how much he saw himself in Blu...

Frederick wisely said nothing as he watched the older bear stand and walk out of the room without saying a word and entering his own. He looked back to Blu and, taking the risk, enters the room next. "Blu? It's Frederick." He took a seat in the same spot where Goldie had sat moments ago. He kept both his paws on his lap and fixed his gaze on the upset bunny. Like Goldie, he receives no reply-not even a sign of acknowledgement. Frederick bit his bottom lip and lowered his ears while drifting his gaze from Blu to his lap.

"Would you...like to talk about this with me?" he asks while awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. "I-I may not be of any help to you, but at least you have somebody to vent to. I let Maggie vent to me all the time, so I know what to expect."

There was a long silence that hung in the air. Frederick stood up and was about to leave as well until he heard Blu's bedsheets rustle softly as the bunny sat up on his knees while still hugging his pillow tight against his chest. "It's not fair!" Blu suddenly snaps. He looked over his shoulder at the bear with a anguished expression, dry tear stains visible on his furry cheeks. Frederick said nothing as he sat on the edge of the bed again. Blu sniffled and closed his eyes tightly as he fought back the urge to cry again. He refused to let his tears fall. He was tired of crying.

Blu buried his face into his already make-up stained pillow and screams into the wet fabric. His body went rigid when he felt Frederick suddenly rest his paw on his back and start to move it up and down slowly in a comforting manner. "Jeremy's my first friend... I don't want to lose him... He's the only one who understands me and can handle me without complaining..." He started to whimper and felt tears in his eyes, much to his dismay.

"There, there, Bonnie Blu." Frederick says soothingly while continously rubbing his back. "Try talking about it with Goldie tomorrow and see if you can help Jeremy keep watch during the day. I know it sounds pointless since he will need to focus his efforts on watching the children instead of talking to you. But at least you're still with him. Just because he has switched over to the day shift, doesn't mean he's gone from your life. Take a moment and let that sink in." He finishes with a small, supportive smile. However, deep inside, he thought otherwise for the human.

Blu said nothing in return. He hates to admit it, but Frederick was right. It's stuff like this that he tends to overreact to without even hearing the full story. But who could blame him for it? If your daddy bear decided to walk out on you and the family by locking himself away in his room for a few years without any contact whatsoever, would you overreact if your first friend wouldn't be able to spend time with you anymore? Something wet suddenly ran down his cheek. Blu mentally cursed himself for breaking so easily once again.

Frederick patted his back before standing up to leave. "Just think about it, Blu. I'll see you tomorrow." He tipped his hat to him with a smile before closing the door behind him softly and leaving Blu to dwell on his thoughts.

Meanwhile, Jeremy sat slumped in his chair with his cheek pressed against his fist as he boredly skimmed through the cameras on his tablet. He was sleepier than normal and he knew it. Occasionally he would feel himself doze off before quickly snapping back to his senses. He used to be such a night owl even before he worked as a night guard. He would often stay up long hours in the night working on homework or studying for exams. And he thought high school was bad. Sometimes he questioned why he even bothered going to college in the first place.

He allowed his mind to drift back to a conversation he had with his father during his Senior year when he went to high school.

It was a crisp Fall morning; the leaves were just starting to fall from the branches while squirrels scurried amongst the pile of crisp vegetation in search of nuts to feast on. Jeremy was leaning against the kitchen counter by the sink with a carton of milk in one hand and a crispy slice of burnt toast in the other. His eyes widened and he coughed madly after taking a rather large bite out of it and immediately started to chug down some milk.

"So have you figured out what you want to do after high school?" his dad asked from the dining table, his eyes skimming through the morning paper and occasionally taking a drink out of his coffee mug.

"Dad!" Jeremy coughed, "I'm not even half way into the school year and you're already asking me what I want to do after I graduate."

"Well you haven't decided what your career is going to be, yet. And to be honest," The older man placed his paper down flat on the smooth oak surface and looked at his son sternly, "It concerns me."

Jeremy rolled his eyes. "Take a chill pill, dad." he said while tossing his burnt toast into the trash bin. "I'll figure something out, eventually. I'll probably do something with mechanics or whatever." He picked up his backpack and proceeded to shove his school books into it along with a notepad and some papers. A long, heavy sigh from his father is what prompted him to look over to the older man.

"You don't have to be a mechanic like me..."

"No, dad!" Jeremy groaned, rolling his eyes again. "It's not like that. I just like fixing things 'n stuff."

"Well whatever career you get, make sure it's something that YOU want to do. You're eighteen, Jeremy. Your mom and I don't control your life or decisions. All we want is for you to be safe and happy when you start living on your own."

"You and mom worry too much about me." Jeremy said with a pop tart he held with his teeth as he put his backpack and shoes on to get ready for school. "What's the worse that can happen?"

Looking back now, Jeremy laughed bitterly at the question. While being a night guard isn't the first thing he chose for a career path, he enjoys the job regardless. But that was before his boss decided to switch him over to the day shift while some complete stranger did the night. It worried him since Freddy and the others in his family weren't too happy about the switch. He prayed that they wouldn't go back to their old ways and attempt to stuff the guard into a suit.

He checks the time on his phone and lets out a loud groan when he sees that it's only one in the morning. He really wished Blu was with him right now. He was the only one who actually made his nights at Freddy's interesting. Every time he hears that soft British accent of his he gets a little...excited inside. He didn't understand why, but he doesn't mind it either.

An aching sense of guilt suddenly sweeps over and immediately pulls the young man into a depressed state. The look Blu had when he announced the news was one he sort of saw coming. He had a hunch that Blu would get upset, but he didn't think the bunny would just suddenly bolt out of the lounge and lock himself in his room. Bonnie did tell him once that Blu can be a litte...emotionally unstable at times. But that's because he always kept his feelings bottled up.

And yet...he couldn't forgive himself for breaking the bunny's heart like that.

He wished there was a way for him to make it up to Blu. He's practically his best friend aside from Zane. The young man sighed heavily as he ran his fingers through his red hair before rolling up to the desk. He placed the tablet aside and rummages through the drawer for a bit. He takes out a blank sheet of line paper and a pencil and starts to write.

...

A loud, blood curdling scream, was abruptly cut off by a "squelching" noise before going silent. A bloodied and beaten body fell to the dingy tiled floor in a fleshy heap of broken bones and torn clothing. Blu found himself standing over the fresh corpse with a deranged, almost uncharacteristic look on his face. Red mixed with blue and white while small streams of crimson ran down his face and heaving chest.

Slowly, his expression softened as sanity returned to his darkened eyes. He blinked a few times as he regained his senses and his eyes returned to their normal color. A metallic stench greets his nostrils and prompting his eyes to slowly trail down to the source of it.

"N-no..." The blue rabbit spoke in barely a whisper and takes a step back. "No... No..." He shook his head slowly in denial at the bloody form lying underneath the only spotlight that was present. The rabbit started to tremble as he slowly looked down at his blood-soaked paws and then at the body.

He did this...

He killed the only human he's ever truly cared for.

The bunny let out a shrilled scream. He grasped his head and fell to his knees as realization and guilt overtook him like a swarm of locusts invading a vulnerable crop field; small voices in his head mocking him and calling him a "murderer" or "monster". No matter how hard he screamed it just seem to disappear into the surrounding darkness. Tears cascaded down his cheeks and washed away some of the blood that covered his face. The voices in his head grew louder to the point that they managed to drown out his sorrowful screaming.

He killed Jeremy...

...

Blu shot up in bed with a loud gasp. Synthetic blood pumped from his heart and was rushing to his ears, making him unable to hear his own heavy breathing. He hugged the pillow he's been holding the whole time tightly while trying to relax and calm himself down. The last thing he wanted was for Goldie to suddenly come barreling in like the first time he started having these horrible night terrors. It's been so long since he's had one, after all.

The bunny shifted a bit so that he was sitting on the edge of his bed. He then stood up and went over to his bathroom, tossing the pillow aside. The light came on with a brief buzz before bathing the room with a pale white glow. Blu's eyes squinted in reaction to the bright light before adjusting to it seconds later as they focused on his reflection in the mirror. Blu nearly jumped at the sight.

His face was a mess of colors; make-up smeared all over the place and making him look like a clown you'd see in a horror attraction or movie. He groaned in disgust and picked up a small towel he used to clean off his make-up before bed. He placed it under running water for a bit before gently cleaning his face with it. Despite not scaring away the kids like he hoped it would do, he still liked wearing it. The only downside is that people who are new to the restaurant always thought of him as a girl. Just because he wears make-up and has a somewhat feminine look, it doesn't mean he's a damn girl! It always aggravates him when people do call him one. But the faces they make when they learn he isn't a female is always priceless in the end.

It took him a good half hour to clean off the make-up from his face completely. After that was done he decided to go pay Jeremy a visiting, wanting to make sure he was all right and hopefully make some amends. He opened his bedroom door and pokes his head out to make sure the coast was clear before tip toeing down the corridor. It was only four in the morning, and he only had two hours until the others would wake up. He quietly made his way down the East Hall, hoping Jeremy would see him on camera. When he arrives to the office at the end, he frowned slightly when he found the young man snoring softly over the desk.

Damn it Jeremy, he thought, If the manager catches you sleeping on the job you're in a lot of trouble.

While he was a little upset that he couldn't spend the remainder of the night with him, he had to admit that Jeremy looked rather...cute while he slept. The blue bunny smiled and entered the small room, thinking about scaring the young man awake for old times sake, when he suddenly laid eyes on the slip of paper pinned under his wrist. Curious, he slowly slipped it out from under him and read it.

To my second best friend: Blu

Hey, listen, I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. I tried everything, but the boss just wouldn't change his mind. He said he wanted to make some changes with the work schedules. And because I've done so well working the night shift, he figured I would be great working the day shift. It hurt me more than it hurt you when I told you. You have no idea how sorry I am. I just wish I tried a little harder.

You probably won't bother reading this if you decide to come in later. Hell, I don't even know if you'd want to see me after this. But please know that I will always see you as my second best friend. You've saved my ass more than once, and I wouldn't be here if you hadn't come crawling in from the vents on my first night. Besides, you STILL haven't answered my question as to why you decided to help me.

Anyway, hopefully I'll find a way to make it up to you. I was awfully lonely without you during the week while you were sick. Maybe I can come in Sunday and we could...I don't know...hang out or something? Like, watch a movie in the lounge with some pizza and drinks. You've told me how much you've been wanting to see "Blair Witch Project", and luckily for you I actually own it on DVD. I could probably bring it in and we can watch it together in the dark. It'll be like being on a movie date.

Just let me know when you want to do this and I'll try to come up with an excuse to come in. I like hanging out with you, Blu.

From: Jeremy F.

The features on Blu's face softened with guilt. He looked down at the young man, who slept while blissfully unaware of his presence, and gingerly tucks a loose strand of red hair behind his ear. "I reacted a little too harsh." he whispered as he placed the letter back in its spot under his wrist. He then took the security jacket he had on his chair and gently draped it over him like a blanket. He then brings his head down, closes his eyes, and kisses his cheek softly.

"Sweet dreams my darling~" he whispers, a small blush staining his cheeks. Without a second glance he slips out of the office, leaving Jeremy unaware of him ever being there.

X.X

Happy early/late Easter! :D

And thanks for the supporting me you guys :3. While I will admit that I wasn't too offended by the comment, it still hurt me a bit. So thanks for being kind and understanding :)

Oh yeah! KudleyFan93 was kind enough to write a fanfiction for me. It's called "Mike and Jeremy's Robo-Babysitting Service". If some of you haven't read it, GO READ IT! It's really funny and their personalities are like the ones they have for In the Flesh.

Sorry if this chapter was crap. It took me a while to write this. I have this story outlined, but sometimes I have a hard time putting things into words x_x

As always, thank you for your continued support and patience :)

*throws out easter eggs*