*Thoughts*
"Speech."
".Plushtrap Speak."
"--And now he's resting."
Nightmare finished his full recount of what happened the previous day, snarling as he reached for his drink.
The others showed varying degrees of anger and worry as well, pondering the information given to them.
"Do you think they will return?" Freddy asked, thinking.
"I don't know," Nightmare growled, setting his now-empty glass down. "If they do, I'll gladly beat that guy up again."
"We'll join you." Chica said, spinning one of her knives around.
Bonnie resisted the urge to stare at her and redirected his attention to Nightmare.
"Is the little guy okay?" He asked, frowning with concern.
"Mari's healing powers came in handy," Nightmare replied, "but he's still pretty weak, and shaken up pretty bad."
His own frown deepened.
"I should probably go check on him, in case he's woken up..."
The others bid him farewell as he rose, leaving the kitchen.
A moment of silence passed among them, the atmosphere a little thick from the news of a threat.
Until Bonnie broke the silence, of course.
"Chica, what are you doing?"
The chicken had begun a little game for herself; she had her left hand on the table, fingers spread apart as she stabbed the knife in the space between them.
She gave a little huff at the question.
"What? We're all just sitting here thinking. Sorry if I'm a little bored--"
"You could hurt yourself!"
"Please. It's just a knife!! I'm plenty careful."
"You weren't even looking at your hand!!"
"I am perfectly capable of telling where it is, thank you very much. Here, gimme your hand--"
The blue bunny jumped back, completely out of his seat and landing on Mangle, who gave a startled shriek in reply.
"KEEP THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!!"
His reaction caused the others to bust out laughing, easing the tension in the room.
Mangle shoved him off with a snicker.
"That was the un-manliest voice I've ever heard."
Bonnie's face turned darker blue at that.
"Hey!!"
"She has a point," JChica spoke up.
"Y-You sc-screamed l-like a l-l-little g-girl," Nightmarionne sheepishly offered up, poking its claws together with a small grin.
JBonnie started laughing.
"Dude, Mari's the nicest person here, so if 'e says somethin' like that, it's true!!"
JChica looked at her in mock admiration.
"What?"
"You said a whole sentence without swearing!!"
"Ah, fuck off, Cheeks."
"There it is."
BB glanced at Freddy; upon finding the bear was still deep in thought, he slapped him on the back to get his attention.
"C'mon dude, lighten up a little!! Everything's good right now."
The startled bear shook his head.
"I am not thinking about the threat," He replied. "It was something else."
"Well, what was it?"
The others turned their attention to him as well.
He cleared his throat.
"Well, I was merely wondering...are we orphans?"
That made them pause.
Foxy spoke up.
"Wha's an orphan??"
"Kids who ain't got parents," JBonnie shrugged.
"Their parents are usually...dead," Mangle gently added.
Foxy twitched.
"Oh."
"Old Man Consequences isn't dead, is he?" Bonnie asked. "He didn't look dead."
"Do we know what dead people look like?" Mangle mused.
"Is he our father, though?" Freddy continued. "And if so, was it right of him to send us away?"
"Wasn't his fault," BB growled. "It was that stupid Pool."
The others seemed surprised at his tone.
"He didn't wanna get rid of us, but 'e said 'e had to, so obviously it was her. They obviously talk to each other."
Nobody could argue with that.
"Maybe she'd've killed us I he didn't send us off," he started to shake. "Maybe she'd'a made monsters to come eat us, or she'd'a dragged us back in there like she did to Nightmare that one time, or--"
Freddy placed a hand on his shoulder, making him flinch.
"Are you alright?"
BB looked away.
"Sorry...death kinda freaks me out..."
He didn't care if it wasn't the entire truth; it definitely wasn't a lie.
The others seemed to accept this answer...for now.
A thought did occur to Mangle, though:
*Why did he immediately think of death, though?*
But she kept it to herself.
They all returned to the matter at hand when Foxy started laughing.
"Sorry," the pirate calmed down. "Oi just thought o' one time, when Nigh'mare acciden'lly called Ol' Man Con-see-quences "Dad"."
That gained extra attention.
"When the hell was this?!" Jack-o-Bonnie asked.
"When i' was jus' the two o' us. We 'ad been playin', an' acciden'lly fell in t'e wa'er. When we was tryin' t' get out, Nigh'mare got caught up in 'is fishin' line."
The others snickered, some having made the same mistake themselves.
"O' course, Oldie helped 'im out, and tol' us t' be more careful. And then Nigh'mare says "Sorry, dad. Thanks, though!!"."
He snickered.
"Oi was the firs' one t' realize wha' 'e'd said, an' was waitin' fer 'im t' realize. 'E didn't until we'd walked away."
"Wh-What d-did h-he d-do??" Nightmarionne asked.
Foxy grinned at the memory.
Nightmare froze upon realizing what he'd said.
Foxy waited for him to say something; when he didn't, he poked him in the arm.
"Nigh'mare? Ye--"
"I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO SAY THAT!!"
The jet-black bear then proceeded to dive back into the water, attempting to swim to the bottom and stay there.
Foxy dived in after him.
"AYE!! GET BACK 'ERE!! IF YE LEAVE OI AIN'T GOT NOBODY T' PLAY WITH!! DAD CAN' LEAVE 'IS STUMP!!"
Old Man Consequences facepalmed.
The others burst into laughter at that.
"Sheesh," BB wiped a tear from his eye. "How'd he live that down?"
"'E stayed at t'e ot'er end o' the Pool fer three days." The pirate replied. "Oi had t' keep walking back an' forth between 'em!"
"Good workout, at least," Bonnie snorted.
"Aye."
JBonnie, able to see all of Foxy since Nightmare had left the seat between them vacant, spotted the puppy's tail wagging; an odd idea popped into her head.
However, she would have to act upon it later, as Chica spoke up again.
"So...he is our dad, right?"
A moment of silence passed; the others slowly nodded.
"It seems that way," Freddy replied.
"Fine with me," Mangle shrugged.
The others gave similar responses.
Another moment of silence passed.
Until JChica broke it.
"So...am I the only one wondering if he's ever actually caught a fish in there--"
After a very confusing argument ensued (which nobody won), the others decided to go their separate ways.
Foxy chatted with Nightmarionne (him doing the majority of the talking, as usual) until Jack-o-Bonnie came around the corner.
"Ey, Foxy, can ya help me with somethin'?"
The two stopped, the fox in question looking at her.
"Ye need my help?"
The bunny bobbed her head up and down.
"Yeah. Sorry, Mari, but if ya don't mind..."
The puppet waved her off.
"I-It's f-f-fine. I-I'm a l-l-little t-t-tired a-anyways, s-so I-I'm g-going t-to my r-room."
The orange bunny grinned.
"Kay, thanks. C'mon Foxy."
She then grabbed the fox's wrist and dragged him off.
Foxy was confused why Jack-o-Bonnie of all people needed his help, and was confused even more when she dragged him into an empty room and locked the door.
He could feel his heart rate speed up as nervousness set in.
"Uh, lass? What are ye--"
He yelped as the orange bunny pounced on him; however, she sent both of them stumbling and falling, and proceeded to catch herself via wrapping her arms and legs around the male.
Foxy yelped as he hit the ground, smacking against the tile floor and rolling.
Once he stopped, he felt warmth burning against his back and upper tail.
Craning his head around, he found himself staring deep into Jack-o-Bonnie's sockets.
After an awkward moment, he broke the silence.
"...Uh..."
Upon realizing the situation, the bunny instantly let go and rolled off of him.
Both of their faces glowed bright blue as they sat five feet apart, facing away from each other.
Again, Foxy broke the silence.
"...Wha' was that, lass? Ye jus' attacked me outta nowhere!!"
"I wasn't attackin' ya!! Jus' got a little...carried away."
"...With wha?"
"This."
She leaned over...and began scratching him behind the ear.
His ears stood up and his eyes widened.
"Wh-What are ye doin'?!"
"Pettin' an oversized puppy, apparently."
His face became even bluer.
"Why are ye doin' this?!"
"'Cause I got curious. Yer tail was waggin' when ya told that story earlier, so I wanted t' see if ya did other dog stuff."
"Oi'm a fox!!"
"Foxes are dogs!! Well, Mangle said Freddy said they're more like cats, actually."
"Eh...?"
"Eh, somethin' called "Vulpix"? No, wait, that ain't it..."Vulpine", that's what it was. I don't remember what all she said, though."
"Wha...?"
"Either way, I'm gettin' results."
He turned his head a little to find that his tail was, indeed, wagging.
His blush intensified.
*I' feels good, but Oi don' wan' 'er t' know tha'!! Stop waggin', tail!!*
Unfortunately for him, his appendage did not comply.
Jack-o-Bonnie's giggles caught his attention again.
"Who's a good boy??"
Foxy's embarrassment skyrocketed; he smacked her hand away.
"Tha's too much!!"
"Aww, okay..."
He huffed, turning away...
Until a though hit him.
*Wait, since when does she jus' let stuff go like t'at--?*
He soon felt the space between his ears being rubbed.
"Who's a good boy? You are, yes you are~"
Much to his dismay, his tail began wagging again.
"Bonnie--"
She began scratching his back; while not a native dog thing, still enjoyable enough for him to start panting happily.
*OH COME ON!!*
"Aww, ye're such a good boy~"
*WHY AM OI ENJOYIN' T'E BABY TALK?!*
"Bonnie..."
Her hand moved to under his chin.
He failed to resist a happy hum, tail still at a steady wag.
*...Am Oi bein' viola'ed--*
He wasn't sure when he'd rolled onto his back, but he knew when she started laughing and rubbing his belly.
"BONNIE!!"
"Ye're enjoyin' it!! Ya can't deny it!!"
"W-Well..."
She smirked down at him.
"Ye're a good boy, Foxy."
He covered his face with a groan.
"Why are ye doin' this?"
She shrugged.
"I'm bored and curious."
"So ye violate me against me will?!"
"Hey, it ain't violation!! ...What's that again?"
He explained it to her.
"Ah, okay. Well it ain't!!"
"How d' ye know?!"
"How do you know it is?!"
"'Cause ye jumped me in a room by oursel'es!!"
"I'm sorry about that!! But this is too damn cute t' pass up!!"
His blush intensified.
"Tha' ain't a good excuse!!"
"It is t' me!!"
As the argument progressed, the bunny and fox failed to realize that she was still rubbing his belly.
She only stopped when he rolled over, crossing his arms and grumbling.
Orange Bonnie raised her brow upon realizing that his tail was still wagging.
"Ya sure ya ain't enjoyin' that?"
"Shu' up!!"
"Rude."
"Ye say worse!!"
"I was bein' sarcastic, moron."
She rose, stretching.
"Well, had my fun, I guess. Guess we can leave--"
Foxy was at the door in seconds.
Snickering, the bunny walked over and tried to turn the handle.
Unfortunately, it was locked;she seemed to have forgotten this fact as she began angrily jerking the knob back and forth.
"Bonnie--"
SNAP!The doorknob broke off, falling from the bunny's hand and clattering to the floor.
The two stared at it for a moment...
Foxy looked up at her, eye twitching.
She gave a sheepish grin.
"Oops...?"
Maybe not the strongest chapter, but at least it's a cute break from the drama.
Speaking of breaks, sorry about the hiatus. Hopefully now we can get on that weekly update schedule without interruptions.
Not too much to say on this one, so See ya next Chappie!!
(Is that cringey? I've been saying it since I started writing like two years ago but sometimes I wonder...)