A/N : Gosh, I'm glad that you guys liked it, this story is actually written to kill my boredom when I'm lazy to write a chapter for my other stories.

Buuuut... since you guys asked for more. Here's chapter 2!

Warning: May contain bad attempt on humor. *Yao Ming's "Bitch Please" face*

"Look Bonnie, you really don't have to force yourself. Those boxes are heavy, let me help you to carry it."

"Nah, I'm fine Freddy, please. Just let me do it alone."

Freddy sighed at his wife's stubborn action, even through he was just trying to help her, Bonnie still insisted that she could do it all by herself. The moving truck that carried the rest of their belongings came a little late than planned, apparently, the driver accidentally got lost in the neighborhood because of misdirection from Bonnie. Which sparked an argument between the two couple, and luckily ended without a fight. Blaming herself for it, Bonnie insisted to do all the hard work for the compensation. But apparently, Freddy didn't approve this at all.

"Bonn-hun, we could arrange the twin's room later. Right now, you should be getting a rest already." Freddy told her, "Besides, we already unpacked all the stuff we need for tonight."

"No Freddy, I already told you. I-I'm fine." She replied, heaving a bit. "I can't just sitting here, doing absolutely nothing but watching you do everything? No, at least I could do something for you."

"But Bonn-"

"Hush..." Bonnie put her index finger on Freddy's lips, preventing her husband for saying anymore words. "I'm fine Freddy."

Freddy couldn't help but smiled, he had been used with his stubborn wife, she alwyas tried her best to impress him no matter what, but whenever she accidentally made mistakes or upset someone, she always blamed herself for it... and sometimes- no, always made Freddy worried that she's pushing herself too far. Nonetheless, he still loved her as she is now.

*DING!* *DONG!*

Now who would that be?

"If you really want to help, go answer the door. I have a feeling that one of the neighbors are outside to greet us." Bonnie smiled before she went upstair to set the boxes in their place.

"As you wish my dear." Freddy replied, earning a chuckle from the purple rabbit.

He approached the door and straighten his clothes and pants, clearing his throat and gathered himself, once he was ready, he opened the door and soon greeted by the sight of female yellow chicken and red fox in the front of him. For some reason, the yellow chicken had a pan of lasagna with her.

"Haya! Welcome to the neighbor!" The yellow chicken exclaimed, her voice was cheerful and bubbly and her magenta eyes sparkled with joy. "I'm Chicadee Maria Chicken! But you can call me Chica!"

The red fox nodded, wrapping his arms around Chica's waist, "An' I be Foxy Sanderson Fox, but jus' Foxy fer short." He introduced himself with an Irish tinted voice. His sharp golden eyes full with confidence happiness,

Freddy smiled at the sight. Looks like he just made new friends in an instant, "I'm Freddy Fazbear, please come in." He tod the couple, which they gladly accept and entered the house soon after.

"Sorry about the mess, we... haven't got much time to unpack everything." Freddy said, his hand motioned to some un-opened boxes littered on the floor, along with some furniture that hadn't been put in their proper places. "Please take a seat."

"Nay, it's fine mate. We jus' 'ere to greet our new neighbor." Foxy replied, smiling as he took a seat with Chica next to him.

"So... Mr. Fazbear." Chica began, only to be cut off gently by Freddy.

"Please, just call me Freddy."

"Alright then, Mr. Freddy, do you have anyone else lived here with you?" She asked, setting down the lasagna on the table.

Freddu opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say any word, a sweet and gentle voice suddenly chimed in. A voice that he always loved since he first heard it.

"Who would that be dear?"

Freddy turned around, seeing his wife approached where he currently sit with a warm smile on her face.

"It's our new neighbor hun." He replied, "Foxy, Chica, this is my wife, Bonniebell Bunny. Bonn, this is Foxy and Chica. Our neighbor."

Freddy got to his feet and wrapped his arm around his wife's waist, giving a her a kiss on her cheek and instantly making her blush. And clearly, Bonnie hadn't been used being kissed in the front of other people.

Chica squealed at the scene, startling Foxy a bit.. "You two are so adorable together! I'm a hundred percent positive that you two are a great couple!"

Freddy chuckled, while Bonnie's cheek flushed into a deeper shade of red, "Nah, we're more than just a "great" couple. Isn't that right Bonn-hun?"

Bonnie smiled coyly, shifting uncomfortably on Freddy's gentle grasp on her waist. "Y-yeah... Fredd-dear..." She trailed off, looking into her husband's calm azure eyes.

Chica gave them an "awww", while Foxy just snickered in a non-teasing way, finding it adorable and an amusement to himself. And brought the memories when he first met Chica. "That's such an adorable nickname! I wish I could come up with one for me and Foxy."

Foxy quickly raised his hands in a term of surrender, "N-nay lassie... ye remember th' last time ye came up with a nickname fer me an' our neighbors?" He asked, giving his wife a look of embarassment, he shuddered at the memories of his wife calling him and some neighbors with ridicilous names. "Foxy-woxy, Billy-willy, Hunney-boo, El Zorro Pirata an' otha' ridicilous spanish names, Marianottey, Goldielocks-"

"Hey, Foxy-woxy sounds better than the others!" Chica retorted, putting her hands on her hips.

"Fine then."

"Hold on a second, Goldielocks?" Freddy asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Aye, it be a nickname for Goldie, that ol' seadog lives 'cross th' street." Foxy answered.

"Goldie? He's my older brother!" Freddy exclaimed, laughing a little as he took a seat on the couch. "I remember the day when he first married and moved away from my parents' house when I was still in college, that was about... seven years ago if I'm not mistaken. How's his household going?"

Foxy and Chica looked at each other, unsure about what are they going to tell him.

But Chica managed to gathered herself and hestitantly answered it, "Broken- err, I-I mean not good. I heard he always bicker and argue with his wife about certain problems, he... he sometimes ask us to help him with his problems, asking to borrow some money a-and... oftenly- uh, bothers us when we were alone."

Freddy meanwhile, sighed. Knowing his older brother's grumpy and annoying attitude will cause much problems for him and other neighbors around. But he couldn't care less about his brother, it's been a long time since the last time he saw him, and perhaps a little reunion with his little brother might be able to change him. Well, a little...

"That's okay, he usually a grumpy person, and a prankster sometimes..." Freddy trailed off, making Chica and Foxy shudder at the word "prankster", and that is worse than being "terrorized" by him all day long. "Maybe I could go visit him tomorrow, you know... try to talk to him and probably fix his household."

"Aye, that'd be a great help mate." Foxy remarked, but when he shifted his position on the couch, he felt something was stuck under one of the pillows, and really made him uncomfortable. He reached his hand to take whatever that thing is from under the pillow.

But he was surprised when he felt a smooth surface of the thing, it was slim and felt kinda like... a leather or some sort.

Once Foxy got a fine grip on the thing, he quickly pulled it out from the pillow.

And boy it did really surprise him.

His golden pupils shrunk into dots, sweat drenched his face instantly, and he swallowed a lump on his throat.

The thing... was a long black colored b-

"S-SNAKE!" He screamed, throwing the "snake" onto Freddy's lap.

"Snake? Don't be ridi-" Freddy's sentence was cut off immediately when he saw the "snake" on his lap, his once calm azure eyes shrunk into dots like how Foxy does, his face paled in fear, and an urge to scream building up on his throat.

He suddenly shrieked in terror, throwing the "snake" back at Foxy before jumping onto his wife, hugging her fearfully. While Bonnie was having one difficult problem, because she was holding her husband's crushing weight and resist the suffocating hug at the same time.

The room soon filled with shriek of terror again when Foxy found the "snake" on his foot, he kicked his legs as hard as possible, trying to get rid off it, and currently cowering at Chica's back, hoping for some sort of protection from her.

"Guys, GUYS! STOP!" She shouted, silencing the room.

"Come on guys," She picked up the "snake" and showed it to everyone, revealing it to be a black leather belt. "It's just a belt, nothing to worry about."

The males laughed nervously, feeling glad and embarassed of their action at the same time.

"Sorry about that, I... got a phobia to snakes." Freddy admitted.

"That's okay, Foxy here even got a phobia to dogs." Chica replied, giggling.

"Ay!"

Meanwhile, in another place and (the same) time...

Mari just got home from her usual tiring work, and when she entered the house, she wasn't too surprised or happy at the sight.

Goldie, her lazy-slob of a husband, was currently laying on the couch. Wearing only a blue shirt and a brown striped white boxer, with a magazine covered his face and soft snores coming out from him. His left arm dangling at the side of the couch while the other rested on his stomach. Giving her the impression of a no good husband.

Frustated, Mari pinched the bridge of her nose. Approaching the golden bear and without hestitation, pulled the magazine from his face. Revealing his drool coated chin and literally formed a lake on the pillow.

The woman stuffed her slender fingers into Goldie's tiny nostrills, thus preventing him from breathing.

Much to Mari's surprise, he was able to hold up for the next half a minute before his body start trembling, then jerked awake, gasping for fresh air to fill his emptt lungs.

"Goldie for God's sake, can you please look for a job dear?" Mari asked, cringing at the word dear. "So you won't have to be a lazy ass slob in the house?"

Goldie yawned, scracthing his back in a lazy manner. "I'm looking for it dear, I just tired from doing my usual job all day long." He replied.

"And what would that be?" Mari asked, crossing her arms.

"Ah, you know, usual routine. Watching tv, painting, annoy Chica and Foxy, and having some snacks."

Mari disgustingly sighed, scowling. "Y'know, I'm gonna take a shower and get some rest. I'll be in the bedroom if you need me." She tild him as she headed upstairs.

Goldie smiled, turning the tv on. "Whatever you say dear."

Day of Marriage : 2688th

A/N : So sorry if the scene/content was a bit rushed. I was writing this in hurry :P