The drive to the party seemed relatively short despite both of the men's excitement.
Springtrap was nearly bouncing in his seat on the way there. When they arrived to the house there were already several cars parked alongside the road, in the yard and in the driveway.
A group of people were out on the porch and the sight of flickering strobe lights inside reflected out onto the yard that was decked out with spooky ghosts, tombstones and other various decorations. Gold parked the car behind one that looked like it had seen better days.
The lights from the party reflected off the little bits of baby blue paint that remained and hadn't yet been swallowed up by rust. Springtrap was out of the car first, bouncing up and down with a giddy grin on his face. Gold slipped his phone into his pocket as he pulled his mask over his face. It was a rather cheap costume but didn't look half bad on him.
Springtrap had to contain himself and keep from running into the party and leaving Gold outside. Where this sudden rush of hyper confidence came from, he wasn't sure. A few people recognized Springtrap as they approached the porch and called out a greeting or lifted a hand to wave subtly. The red cups in their hands made Springtrap slow his pace a little. They'd already started drinking. It wasn't that surprising but he was well aware that a fight or two broke out every year and while they didn't always end in a physical altercation, he was very afraid that they would. As soon as they stepped off the old wooden porch and into the house, the smell of alcohol and marijuana hit them. Gold perked up at the smell of the pot and Springtrap deflated a bit. At least it wasn't cocaine in the bathroom this year… yet.
Springtrap hadn't realized he'd frozen near the doorway until Gold took ahold of his much smaller hand. The feeling was surprising at first but wasn't unwelcome.
"You okay?" Gold asked in a soft voice. It was a little hard to hear over the blasting music and chatter from everyone else. Spring turned to Gold and nodded frantically with a wide smile.
"Yeah! Just… it's overwhelming at first." The skeleton bunny muttered. The sound of a loud voice booming over the chatter of everyone else caught both of their attention.
The sight of red fur didn't come as a surprise as the voice's owner.
Foxy was standing near one of the food tables shirtless. He wore nothing but a green jacket and a pair of pants meant to look like robotic legs. He had that same damn hook on his hand that he had used for his pirate outfit but the other hand was now covered by what appeared to be a homemade futuristic gun. It honestly just looked like a muffler, though.
Spring and Gold approached with amused smiles as Foxy ranted on about something with excitement in his wide yellow eye. He was wearing that stupid eyepatch again.
"Space pirate?" Gold guessed with a sideways tilt of his head and a shit eating grin. Foxy smiled wide as he turned to face the bear. "See!" The fox boomed excitedly as he turned to Bonnie who was standing next to him. Bonnie looked like he was about ready to go home already. That would be a new record. The purple rabbit shook his head and crossed his arms as Foxy exclaimed; "Even Goldielocks gets it!" Foxy was clearly overly excited that someone had gotten his costume right. Bonnie simply rolled his eyes with a smile and turned back to the food table to snag a few more cookies that he probably shouldn't have been indulging in. Gold went up to Foxy and gave him a half hug. Spring knew that they referred to it as a 'bro hug'. Why they'd avoid going for a full hug was beyond him. Gold patted Foxy on the back just a little too hard.
"How have you been, you idiot?" The bear asked. Foxy pulled away with a delighted smirk on his face. He had probably chugged too much coffee not long before arriving.
Spring silently wondered if that would mix well with alcohol. He wouldn't know.
"Not bad. Can't really complain too much." Foxy said with a pleased chuckle.
"Have you drank yet?" Springtrap interjected softly. He was holding his hands together a little nervously. He hadn't seen Foxy in what felt like ages.
"Shockingly, no." Foxy admitted with a small laugh. "I may want to remember this party."
"Or do you just not want to lose your little gun?" Freddy chimed in as he slipped into the main room from the kitchen. He was holding a clear plastic cup full of what appeared to be ...tea?
Of course the bear wasn't getting wasted right off the bat. Foxy was always the one to get blackout drunk. Bonnie let out a loud laugh from the food table where he was having trouble deciding on what cookie he'd shove into his face next. Foxy gave the rabbit a sideways glare but didn't bother to bark an insult his way.
"So what If I want to keep track of it? It took forever to make!" Foxy growled defensively.
Gold rolled his eyes with good natured smile as Freddy made his way over to greet the smaller man. Freddy was just a little taller than the other bear, making him the tallest (currently) in the circle. Foxy stood about as tall as Gold. Bonnie was just a little shorter than Foxy; minus his ears of course. Springtrap was the shortest of the circle in that moment. He was barely shorter than Bonnie but he still felt tiny compared to the other guys...
Where were the girls?
Giggles from the kitchen let him know that they had congregated away from the loud, rowdy main room. It was probably a lot quieter in the kitchen, too. Spring wanted to go tell the girls hello but didn't leave just yet. Bonnie finally made his way up to the others with three different cookies stacked in his hands. The purple rabbit's nose twitched as he watched Gold, Foxy and Freddy go on about something he couldn't care less about. Bonnie offered Springtrap one of the cookies but the smaller rabbit shook his head, turning it down.
"We ate a while ago." Springtrap explained sheepishly. Even though he hadn't had anything more than cheese curds and half of a poisonous milkshake, he wasn't all that hungry right then.
He'd indulge in the junk food later. Right now he wanted to linger by quietly and scan the crowd. There were many faces that Springtrap recognized and many he didn't.
A few humans were lingering nearby in a group dressed as animals. Springtrap smiled slightly when he saw a few rabbit costumes in the mix of cheap clip on ears and tails.
"They're jealous of us." Bonnie said through a mouth full of cookies. Spring narrowed his eyes at Bonnie for talking with so much food shoved in his face but smiled anyway.
"You think?" Spring asked softly as his gaze returned back to the group of humans.
"I mean, probably not." Bonnie chuckled with a shrug of his shoulders. "But I mean… I'd be upset if I didn't have fur. And life without a tail?" Bonnie took another bite of a bat-shaped cookie he had already eaten half of. Spring wondered briefly how humans managed to express themselves without ears to lower and perk up or tails to swish to and fro. He supposed that him and BB got along just fine, though. He was never around too many humans growing up. Then again, he really wasn't around a lot of people growing up. School was the only reason he left his house until he met Gold and his other friends.
"Do you wish you were human?" Bonnie asked with a raised brow. Springtrap shook his head without hesitation. There was no way he'd change himself; he'd be self conscious no matter what form he had. His anxieties would follow him through any form he took. Even skeletons could get anxious, it seemed. Why was he getting anxious?
"Hey-" Bonnie put a paw on Springtrap's shoulder. "If they're getting too loud in here we can go see the girls?" He offered calmly. The taller rabbit's big magenta eyes stared down at Springtrap with such softness that Spring realized he must have looked tense. Springtrap nodded firmly.
"Yeah. I miss those dorks…" he admitted with a big buck-toothed grin. Bonnie nodded and began making his way through the crowd of people towards the kitchen. Springtrap followed behind silently with one glance towards Gold. He seemed to be having fun with Foxy and Freddy. Spring didn't want to vanish on him if he didn't have anything else to do. The other guys were here, though. Of course Gold was going to be entertained.
Inside of the kitchen was much quieter than the rest of the house.
The music seemed a little more distant and the booming voices of the guests were a little more tolerable once the door was shut. There was a fancy tiled island in the center of the room where the girls were sitting on high top stools. On the island sat a few drinks and a tray of meat, cheese and crackers that they had no doubt stolen out of the main room. Many sets of eyes fell on the two rabbits as they entered. There was a loud squeal, no doubt from Chi; as she came rushing over to nearly tackle Springtrap with a bone crushing hug.
"Spring Roll!" She squeaked and rested her face against his chest as she bounced up and down excitedly. Springtrap lifted his chin up to prevent his makeup from being smudged up and smiled sheepishly. Chica was sitting closest to Springtrap with a glass of wine in hand.
They had wine in here? Of course the girls had brought the fancy wines out for themselves.
"Hey there, Chi." Spring greeted the little avian with a small hug in return. Chi pulled herself away from Springtrap to admire his costume with wide blue eyes.
"Did you do that yourself?" She questioned as Springtrap made his way to the end of the island to climb into an empty seat. He nodded with an embarrassed smile.
"Well, I helped him." Bonnie shrugged nonchalantly as he made his way over to sit next to Springtrap. Chica shot Bonnie a look; she was well aware that he was lying.
"Oh, shut your mouth." Mangle chirped up from the other end of the island.
"You couldn't do decent facepaint to save your life." The vixen added before popping a grape into her mouth. Bonnie flattened his ears with a huff. Mangle turned to a pale skinned brunette human that sat next to her. The woman was laughing softly into the sleeve of her green jacket.
"Do you remember that painting he had to help us with for our class project, Charlie?" Mangle asked with a genuine toothy grin.
The woman nodded as her smile grew and the other girls laughed.
"Hey!" Bonnie spoke up suddenly, grabbing everyone's attention. "Doing face paint is way easier than painting a landscape!" He insisted, willing to defend himself to the grave.
Despite the fact that there was no real malice in the air, he seemed to be taking the insult a little too personally. He'd only taken that art class with the hope that the teacher would let him slack off and nap. Unfortunately, the teacher was having none of the rabbit's games. Bonnie regretted going to that class from day one. Mangle scoffed and made a shooing motion towards Bonnie.
"Okay, alright, sourpuss." The vixen snickered.
She herself had dressed as some sort of princess that Springtrap didn't know the name of. Chi had painted her feathers so that she resembled a peacock which honestly was probably the coolest costume Spring had seen at the party thus far. Chica was dressed like… Beetlejuice? Springtrap hadn't ever seen the entirety of that movie. He'd only managed to catch bits and pieces of it whenever it was on TV.
Charlie was in a shiny black and red cape that rested over a black outfit; Springtrap wasn't entirely sure which gender the clothes under the cape was made for. It wasn't unusual for Charlie to wear men's clothing, though. Judging by the splatters of blood under her lips and fangs on her teeth she was supposed to be a vampire. Springtrap hadn't ever spoke with Charlie much but she seemed nice enough. She had another group of friends that she hung out with more than them. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy their company but she seemed to be more attached to her other friends.
Springtrap certainly didn't blame her. With how hyper Chi was and how loud Foxy got, he was surprised she still hung around at all. The other members of Charlie's friend group must have been in the main room with everyone else.
"Have Tony and Bastion gotten here yet?" Springtrap asked as he snagged a cube of cheese off of the tray in the center of the island. Bastion was the third Bonnie and the smallest of the three.
He had bright blue fur and big, dopey green eyes. Bastion was a shortened version of his middle name- Sebastion. Mangle shook her head no before anyone else could answer.
"Running late, it seems…" Mari added softly. Springtrap jumped and tensed when the woman nearly whispered the reply in his ear. She had a nasty habit of seemingly appearing out of thin air behind people and scaring the hell out of them. In reality she was just very light on her feet.
The slender woman made her way across the room to the fridge and began rummaging inside without another word. Springtrap found himself clutching his chest and taking deep breaths.
Bonnie looked over at the smaller rabbit with a concerned expression. Springtrap waved him off though, letting him know he was fine even though his heart was still racing.
"Apparently-" Chica spoke up with a wave of her phone, "Tony fucked up Bastion's makeup and they're having to make an emergency stop."
A round of giggles and eye rolls were passed around at the thought of poor little Bastion panicking over his violated face. Springtrap honestly felt bad for the other Bonnie.
Springtrap glanced up at the fridge where Mari no longer stood. Where she had gone was a total mystery, though. He certainly hadn't seen her go back out into the main area.
Springtrap stayed in the room with the girls and Bonnie until he'd grown bored of sitting still.
He began shifting in his seat a lot more frequently which the girls instantly noticed.
"If you're bored, Spring," Mangle spoke up softly, "-some people are upstairs playing with a ouija board… if you're into that kind of thing." Mangle hummed and tapped her golden ring against her class a few times just to hear the noise it made. It was something she did often.
Springtrap's eyes widened a bit. He'd never messed with anything like that before and had honestly been too scared to even dabble with it. Watching couldn't do any harm though… right?
"I mean- If… someone goes with me-" the words had barely left Springtrap's mouth before Bonnie perked up and volunteered. As much as Bonnie enjoyed the girls company, he certainly didn't want to stay in the kitchen all night. He had to go and meet some real girls before the night was over! All of his friends were off the table. Dating within the friend group wasn't something Bonnie wanted to do. Springtrap wasn't able to say another word before Bonnie grabbed his wrist and was leading him up the stairs. The doorway that led to the upper floor was right beside the door that lead to the main area. Absolutely no lights were turned on in the stairwell, making whatever waited for them above seem even more otherworldly and awful. Springtrap tensed a little and glanced back at the girls.
"Summon me a hot ghost boyfriend." Chica requested sarcastically as Springtrap was led up into the darkness.
The ascent up the stairs was slow and quiet aside from the creaking of the old floorboards underneath the men's feet. The addition of the Halloween decorations along dark walls both made the situation feel a little more weird and a little less scary. It felt like they were walking into one of those fake haunted house attractions that were decorated in cheap props and lame actors. This was really nothing more serious than that, though. Ghosts weren't real and they had nothing to be afraid of. Still, Springtrap found himself whispering out to Bonnie quietly as to not disturb the people at the top floor. "Do you think ghosts are real?" he asked simply. Bonnie snorted in amusement and shot back with a confident, "Nah."
That was all Springtrap needed to feel a little more sure of himself.
Who actually believed in ghosts, anyway? Little kids and senile old people; that was who.
Seeing as Springtrap wasn't either of these things, he puffed out his little chest a bit more, attempting to make himself both look and feel a little more brave.
When they reached the top of the stairs, they were greeted by lit candles surrounding a small coffee table and a small circle of people. They didn't seem to be taking it too seriously considering how casually they were lounging about on the furniture or the amount that they were laughing. The lack of seriousness made Springtrap all the more comfortable even though the attic's air seemed a little more stuffy than downstairs… It was a dusty upstairs room. What was he expecting? It wasn't dusty because of ghosts. Did ghosts leave dust? Was that a thing they did?
"Yoooo…." One girl called out to the two with a hazy grin. She was obviously stoned. The human woman seemed to be about seventeen or so and had short, blue dyed hair and way too many piercings. Definitely the type of girl to attend a Halloween party only to slip off into the darkness to play with a piece of cardboard. Bonnie lifted a hand and awkwardly greeted the girl.
Spring cringed at the lingering smell of pot as he took a seat on a vacant leather couch next to Bonnie. There was a dog girl and a few other humans in the small room.
"You guys believe in ghosts?" The dog girl asked as she leaned forward to rest her elbows onto her knees. Bonnie chuckled and shook his head. The dog didn't seem offended in the slightest by Bonnie's lack of belief, thankfully. She smiled and lowered her pointed ears.
"Oh yeah? What about Skellington over there?" The girl questioned.
Spring tensed up a little as almost every set of eyes in the room locked onto him expectantly.
"I mean," The man fell silent for a brief moment. He didn't want to offend anyone here by denying the existence of ghosts but at the same time he didn't want to come across as crazy.
If there were people laughing and not taking this ghost summoning- or whatever it was- seriously, then he would most likely be safe telling the truth.
"I don't think so." He managed meekly. It was odd how his excitement for the party had dulled after he had arrived. Springtrap was by no means having a bad time but his eagerness had certainly died down slightly. Sometimes the noise and crowd were just a little too overwhelming for him. He was going to force himself to stay and enjoy this party, though.
There was a small laugh from the stoned girl as she nodded in agreement.
"It's all bullshit…" she drawled on with a dopey grin. Bonnie lifted his ears up with interest.
"Then why are you up here?" Bonnie asked with a twitch of his ear. The woman giggled.
"It's dark and quiet. What about you, bunny?" Before Bonnie could reply, Springtrap leaned forward and got onto his knees in front of the coffee table.
"To summon our friend a hot ghost boyfriend." He beamed confidently.
"Hell yeah." The dog girl barked in agreement as she lowered herself on the floor directly across from Springtrap. Bonnie smiled a little at Spring's sudden show of confidence and took his place on the floor beside the smaller man. He was happy to see Spring enjoying himself. It had been a while. A human man and two other women joined the circle. Some of them looked excited while others simply looked intoxicated and entertained. Springtrap turned and sneezed into his arm as a wave of dust was stirred up from the human's sudden movements. This should be fun.
"Where's Springtrap?" Gold suddenly asked with a concerned expression. He'd been so invested in Foxy and Freddy's petty little argument that he hadn't noticed the two rabbits depart. A pair of long, slender hands found their way to his shoulders as a soft, feminine voice whispered in his ear. He raised and tensed his shoulders as Mari made herself known.
"Kitchen, last I knew." She said softly. The woman removed her hands from the man's shoulders and made her way over to wrap Foxy in a firm hug. Foxy pulled her impossibly closer against his chest with a hearty laugh. Gold crossed his arms and shifted his weight, a little upset that he hadn't noticed when Spring slipped out of the room. He felt like he had been ignoring him now.
"Bonnie was with him." The woman added with a small smile. "He's fine." She was wearing a very form fitting black outfit that had a series of white stripes along the lower arms and legs. Three buttons went down the front of the outfit and the black-haired woman was clutching onto the doll mask that she'd taken off about twenty minutes prior. The mask was white with red blush on the cheeks and had purple tear streaks stretching down from the pitch black eyes. The mask was fixed into a wide, permanent smile. The pale skinned woman was chewing on a chocolate covered pretzel stick that would do absolutely nothing to her figure. She had a very hard time gaining any weight. Nobody ever heard her complain about it, either. Freddy took a small sip from the red solo cup he'd taken great care to write his name on the side of with a black sharpie. He'd written, 'The Original' right under his name. Gold had gotten a kick out of it.
"He's probably flirting with cute girls, Gold." Freddy snickered. "But I'm sure he'll leave you some." Even though the joke had no intent to come off as rude, Gold couldn't help but wince at the way his stomach churned at the idea of Springtrap flirting with girls. Was this jealousy?
He wouldn't be surprised if he was feeling some odd sense of jealousy. His emotions for Springtrap were hard to explain, to say the least. He had a little crush on the rabbit when they were children and it had never really gone away. Springtrap had pushed Gold away briefly when they were kids but Gold knew exactly why. Spring hadn't wanted to push him away but he had done so because of fear. Gold wasn't quite sure if the rabbit returned his feelings or not. The bear hadn't exactly come outright and admitted anything to Springtrap, either. It was obvious to many people that the two had chemistry but Springtrap was just an innocent little sweetheart.
It was incredibly hard to tell if the rabbit was flirting or simply being nice most of the time.
Gold was pretty sure that Spring returned his feelings to a certain extent, at least. On the off chance that Gold had been reading the signals wrong through the years, he really wasn't sure how he'd handle rejection. His feelings for the rabbit had started not long after they met when Spring was about twelve or so. Gold hadn't ever shown much interest in anybody else aside from a few short, loveless relationships that went nowhere very quickly.
Chica slipped out of the kitchen, holding onto a fancy bottle of wine. She presented the shiny bottle to Mari, muttering something about her joining them back in the kitchen to chug it.
"Is Spring in there?" Gold interjected. Chica blinked; she was a little surprised that Gold seemed so concerned about Springtrap's whereabouts.
"Uh. No. He went upstairs a little while ago-" That was all she got out before Gold glanced towards a staircase that led to the main upstairs area. There were two ways to get upstairs; one from the kitchen and the other was in the living room. He was going to see Springtrap and take his mind off of his worries. Gold ignored the sudden chill down his spine.
"I'm going to go check on him." The bear muttered as he pushed his way past Freddy with his now-deflated ego. Freddy's smile faltered as Gold made his way up the stairs, silently regretting what he'd said to the other man. Foxy watched as Gold vanished up the stairs, wearing a concerned look that was directed at Freddy. Foxy had missed what had been said and only caught sight of Gold slipping away as he came back with a full cup of apple cider. Freddy seemed a little embarrassed and unhappy.
"What did you say?" Foxy demanded in a gruff voice. Freddy's blue eyes drifted over to Foxy as he lowered his ears.
The upper part of the house was divided into four separate rooms. There was a bathroom, two bedrooms and a large lounge room. Gold could tell by the shut doors of the bedrooms that someone had already locked themselves in. He had half a mind to go and inform Mangle that someone was defiling her sheets again but he had a feeling she knew it was bound to happen after last time. Maybe she'd wised up and locked them this year? He wasn't about to try and enter the rooms to find out, either. He didn't bother knocking on the door to the lounge room before pushing the dark wooden door open. The room inside was completely dark aside from the flicker of candles that lined the tables and nearby shelves. Springtrap was sitting on the floor next to Bonnie with a focused expression, seemingly watching the board beneath his fingertips intently.
Gold silently shut the door and ignored the few eyes that glanced up to silently greet him.
He knew how much these nerds could get into this little game. Speaking and breaking their focus wasn't something he intended to do. Seeing Springtrap lifted a weight off of the bear's chest. Seeing his big green eyes, (or right now a green and a black one) along with his fluffy golden fur always had a way of calming him. Springtrap's eyes finally pulled away from the board as the sound of the door clicking shut caught his attention. Spring smiled wide, dropping any serious tone he had about him moments prior. Gold quietly crept through the dark room, being mindful and not knocking anything over or trudging over anyone's abandoned coat or purse that had been thrown haphazardly onto the floor. Bonnie looked up from the board as well and gave Gold a toothy grin.
"We're trying to summon Chica a hot ghost boyfriend." The purple rabbit explained in a quiet voice. The dog girl turned to look at their new companion with an excited gleam in her eye.
"Wanna join? We could use your energy." She offered with a wag of her long, fluffy tail.
Gold wasn't someone who believed in things like this but he wasn't going to argue with these people, either. Springtrap was clearly having a good time so who was he to deny the request to join in on this little game of make believe? The bear's mask was resting comfortably on his forehead, pulled up just enough to where he could breathe but the black stretchy strap kept it from falling. The hockey mask glowed a faint green in the darkness of the attic.
"Sure. Why the hell not?" He shrugged nonchalantly and began making his way over to the table. Springtrap perked up excitedly as the human beside him made room for the bear to sit next to him. As soon as Gold sat down, Springtrap's little tail began wagging furiously.
It wasn't a conscious thing; he was just very happy and excited. Bonnie noticed the movement and glanced over at Spring's tail with an amused smirk that Springtrap thankfully didn't see.
Bonnie then shot Gold a knowing look before returning his attention back to the planchette in front of him. The dog girl was going on; rambling off how the board worked to Gold with genuine confidence in her eyes. When everyone leaned in to put their fingers on the planchette, Gold felt butterflies in his chest when his finger touched against Springtrap's. The rabbit's claws were short and blunt; a stark contrast to Gold's long, black claws. He could never fully hide them, really. They always poked out of his fur no matter how short he filed them. Springtrap scooted away from Bonnie and a little closer to Gold as the dog began asking questions to the spirit once again. Bonnie looked up at the two; tempted to make a joke about being offended that Springtrap didn't want to sit so close to him but when he saw how content both Gold and Spring looked, he couldn't bring himself to say a word. They deserved the closeness; especially Spring.
"You son of a bitch." The tiny blue rabbit growled out in anger. Foxy stood in front of him, holding onto the last red velvet cupcake. The fox had already eaten three of them before Sebastion had arrived, (not that the little rabbit knew this, of course). Foxy was playing dumb as to why he was the source of Bastion's anger. Foxy swished his tail behind him slowly as he began to peel the paper away from the moist, red cake.
"What? I can't eat a cupcake?" he asked in a mock-pout voice.
"You knew that I wanted it, you fucking bastard!" Bastion squeaked out angrily.
"Hey, hey-" Tony interjected with an annoyed huff as he put a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder.
"Calm down, B." The bear said softly. "There's other cupcakes. You really don't need to get worked up over this." Sebastion stomped his foot angrily against the floor. Foxy grinned wide; he was clearly satisfied over the rabbit's little tantrum. Bastion jerked his shoulder away from Tony with an aggravated huff, then balled his little hands into tight fists.
"God dammit, Foxy! Just give me the fucking cupcake!"
Foxy shook his head and tipped his nose up, refusing to surrender it to the smaller man.
"No. You insulted my costume yet again. You're not getting it until you apologize."
Bastion glared daggers at Foxy as he crossed his arms, visibly internally arguing with himself. Should he give in and let the bigger man bully him into lying that the shitty costume was actually decent to win the treat? Somehow, going out with a bang and losing it sounded better...
"Fine." he huffed with a submissive lowering of his ears. "I'm sorry I insulted your low budget, lame ass space pirate…" Freddy, who was currently standing nearby with a mouth full of nachos, nearly spit them out and onto Chica who was standing next to him as he tried to hold in a laugh. Chica made a squeak and lifted her arm up to shield her face from any pieces of nacho that may or may not have managed to make their way out of Freddy's mouth.
Tony blinked with wide eyes, watching as his little boyfriend stared the fox down.
Foxy's look of surprise shifted into his ever-cocky signature grin.
"Damn, pipsqueak." Foxy held out the cupcake to Bastion with a sincere impressed look.
Sebastion was seemingly equally as surprised as everyone else when Foxy patted the rabbit on the shoulder once the treat was in his small hands. The blue rabbit smiled and went to say something but didn't get the chance. Sebastion had come dressed as Harley Quinn to match with Tony who was dressed as the Joker. Foxy saw his opportunity and struck.
"Glad to see you're standing up for yourself, Bastion. You're quite confident for someone who got their makeup done by a child."
A new wave of anger washed over Bastion and he stomped his foot angrily, barking horrible insults at Foxy, (who nearly toppled over from laughter). Tony held his hands together nervously and kept his gaze low; still quite embarrassed that he'd messed Bastion's face paint.
While the two had been able to fix it to a certain extent, it wasn't as precise or pristine as it was before the little… accident.
Even though Foxy and the rabbit were constantly spewing insults at each other, there was no real hatred between the two. Bastion was like a little cousin to Foxy. He was the perfect age (and size) to pick on. Springtrap was far too sensitive to jab at and even if the yellow rabbit didn't get so emotional and take things so seriously, Foxy knew better than to jab at someone who had been broken so badly in the past. He'd been picked on enough by the people meant to protect him. Even though the entire friend group helped glue Springtrap back together, his wounds were no doubt deep and still hovered over him. Why was therapy so expensive, anyway? Springtrap insisted that he didn't need it but everyone felt like they were walking on eggshells when bringing up anything about his past.
Bastion rolled his eyes and took a bite of the cupcake with an annoyed flick of his droopy ears, attempting to calm himself. Foxy really could be an ass sometimes.
The fox's eyes drifted over to a small group of people gathered by the door. There were a lot of people here this year that Foxy didn't know. There were definitely a lot more humans this time around; not that Foxy minded. There were plenty of pretty girls lingering around. What more could he ask for? There was one face in the crowd that stuck out more than the others, though. There was an odd man in the mix of humans. His hair was a dark purple that reached down to his shoulders. It was a frizzy mess that reminded Foxy of fur more than hair. The man held himself in an odd way; almost like he was both trying to puff out his chest to show that he was large and strong but wasn't quite sure if he should shrink in on himself to blend in. Foxy hadn't the slightest clue what the man's costume was supposed to be. His skin was painted a light purple and he had magenta colored eye contacts in. They had to be quite expensive; Foxy hadn't ever seen contacts that eye catching before. Sebastion glanced over in the direction where Foxy was staring with a curious expression. Tony had slipped away from the two at some point and vanished into the kitchen to see the other girls. Freddy had taken Chica and gone elsewhere as well, leaving only Bastion and Foxy standing together. Mari's location was always a mystery. Despite the multicolored costumes scattered through the party, this man seemed… odd. Even though this was a costume party where everyone was encouraged to dress as scary or weird as they liked, this man stuck out like a sore thumb.
Maybe it was the way he held himself or how he'd been silently slinking around the party since he'd arrived about fifteen minutes ago.
Foxy turned to Bastion with a somewhat uncomfortable look. Something about the man made the fox uneasy. He quietly asked if Bastion knew who the man was and when he was met with a 'no', both of them decided to slip into the kitchen after Tony. The purple man kept eyeing them which was making Bastion uncomfortable. Foxy made sure that the rabbit slipped into the kitchen first out of pure instinct to make sure that the smaller man was safe. Foxy followed after.