{ Freddy }
"Mike?" Freddy called, poking his head into the living room from the kitchen.
Mike was sitting on the fold-out couch bed, staring at the wall, his trunk spewing clothes everywhere. His face was expressionless and his hair was messed up. "Hey, Freddy," he mumbled, not moving at all.
Freddy sat next to him on the scrambled sheets. "What's wrong?" he asked. He didn't want to ask if he was alright, because something was obviously bugging him.
"This is all my fault," Mike replied, finally turning his head and looking Freddy in the eye. His chocolate irises were full of pain and misery.
"What?" Freddy asked, confused. "How?"
Mike said nothing, but instead lifted up his shirt, showing a large faded bruise on his side. "Woah..." Freddy mumbled, looking at it closely. It was fading away, but it covered a large amount of his skin. "Where did that come from?" He asked. Mike put his shirt back down and rubbed his hands together nervously.
"Jenny always abused me," he said softly. "She never let me do anything, and she always knew where I was all the time. She said if I ever broke up with her that she would find me, bring me back to our house, and tie me up so I could never leave her."
"Damn," Freddy replied.
"And... I got this bruise on my side because I told her she couldn't come with me here. I knew she hated Bonnie and I was afraid they would fight, so I told her no. She takes tae kwon do, so she's way stronger than me," he turned red at this point and scratched the back of his neck, embarassed. "She kicked me in the side repeatedly until I finally let her come. I never thought she would do that to Bonnie though."
Freddy could see tears forming in Mike's eyes. He put his head in his hands and let out a long sigh. "It's my fault Bonnie is hurt. All because I'm such a wimp."
Freddy wrapped one arm around his friend. "Mike, it's alright," he said. "Jenny didn't do any permenant damage. Bonnie should be back on her feet in about a day."
Mike sniffed, wiping away some tears. "The crazy part is," he mumbled. "I still love Jenny." His voice cracked and he raked his hands through his hair. "Even though she's done these things to my friend."
"Mike, there are better women out there," Freddy said. "Women that don't abuse you. I'm sure you'll find someone better than Jenny."
"B-but Freddy, you don't understand. I mean yeah she was abusive, but she had a soft side, she really did! On our anniversary she got me my favorite chocolates, whenever I was sick she would take care of me, she made the best home-cooked meals..." Mike sighed, resting his head on his hands.
"She fled the country. The cops will track her down and detain her eventually."
Mike nodded. "I'm honestly not sure how to feel about that. She was good in the bedroom, too..."
"You guys...?"
"Yeah."
"Oh. Uh... Okay?"
"I don't think I want to date anyone else."
"I understand."
There was a moment of silence between them.
"Well, I gotta go back home. Back to my job," Mike finally said, starting to put his clothes into his trunk.
"Oh yeah, what do you do anyway?"
"I'm a nighttime security guard at Chuck E. Cheese's."
Freddy shuddered. "Watching animatronics all night? Isn't that super creepy?" Five years ago at Freddy Fazbear's came to mind, and he shuddered again.
"Nah," Mike said, waving a hand. "They aren't that bad. It's not like they try to kill me or anything."
Freddy laughed. "Yeah, that's true."
"Well," Mike said, dropping onto his knees next to his trunk. "I'd better pack up. My plane leaves in four hours. I have to get to the airport soon."
Freddy nodded. "I'll leave you to it," he replied, then left the room and retreated to the kitchen. Mari was sitting at the bar, poking at a plate of scrambled eggs. His suitcase was on the floor next to him, propped against the chair legs.
"How are you, Mark?" Freddy asked Mari, sitting down next to him.
Mari looked up at Freddy. His eyes were full of so much pain and grief for a twenty-three year old. "I'm doing fine," he said unconvincingly. "I know Billy's in a better place."
Freddy nodded, saying nothing.
"I'm just really gonna miss him. Kid was my best friend, you know? Despite the ten-year age difference, we got along so well," Mari said, staring out the window.
"He was a really great kid," Freddy agreed. "And I'm sure you'll get to see him again someday."
Mari nodded. He turned back to Freddy and hugged him. "Thanks," he said quietly.
They broke apart and Mari ate in silence. Soon, Mike came in and grabbed himself a bowl of Froot Loops.
"So, Mari," Mike asked as he sat down on his other side. "You got a special girl back at home?"
Mari choked on his bite of eggs and giggled, the first time he had smiled since BB's death. "Oh, I forgot to tell you guys!" he said.
"What?" Freddy asked, knitting his eyebrows.
"I figured out a few months back that I'm totally bisexual."
"Really?" Mike asked. Mari nodded. "So, you got a special boy back home, then?"
Mari shook his head. "Not really. I like being all on my own. Though I do go out on dates sometimes. I think I'll remain unmarried for my life though."
Freddy smiled. "You don't like commitment?" Freddy asked, getting a nod and a muffled "mmhmm" from Mari.
"Hey! You're just like me!" Gold said. He had been walking in the kitchen when Freddy had asked the question. He leaned on the counter, propping himself on his elbows.
"You're bi?" Mike joked.
Freddy let out a laugh. "Gold loves girls more than he loves himself. Didn't you see him flirting with Jenny when she first got here? I highly doubt he's bi."
Mike raised his eyebrows. "You were flirting with my girlfriend?"
Gold smirked. "You know me too well," he told Freddy. He then turned to Mike. "I never planned to date Jenny or ask her out or anything like that. I wouldn't move in on someone else's girl. I just thought she was pretty. But hey, after she hurt Bonnie like that, there's no way in hell I have any feelings for her anymore."
Mike frowned but said nothing. The four boys lapsed into silence.
In about an hour, a taxi pulled up in the driveway. Since Mike and Mari were both traveling alone now, there was room in the taxi for both of them.
"Bye, Freddy," Mike said as he hugged the older boy. "Thanks for everything."
"See ya, Schmidt."
Mari hugged Freddy as well. "Gonna miss you, dipstick," he said with a chuckle.
"Later, Mari."
After some more good-bye hugs and waves, the taxi was off, and it was just the five again. Bonnie was leaning against Foxy, using him for support. Freddy had his arm wrapped around Chica. Gold stood there with his hands in his pockets. They watched the taxi until it drove out of sight, and then they retreated back inside.
"Well," Gold said as they all settled in the living room. "This'll be a nice story to tell our kids."
Freddy choked on his water and coughed. When he could speak again, he asked, "kids?!"
Gold was practically dying with laughter. He wiped a tear away from his eye and took in a breath. "I was kidding, Freddy." he laughed. "Although, we all know it's bound to happen eventually."
"Aye, lad, shut it," Foxy said, only half-joking. He was once again red-faced as he turned on the television.
They found a good movie to watch and watched it without a care in the world, glad that everything was back to normal.