(warning: this is very suggestive)

{ Freddy }

His new top hat with the red stripe accented his new haircut nicely.

The suit was a dark brown that at first glance looked black. On his neck sat a black bowtie. The hat was just like his previous one, aside from the red, which was a pleasant change.

Gold let out a low whistle. "You look foxier than Foxy, bro."

Foxy, who was sitting on the lower bunk, let out a rumbling laugh. "He looks foxier than I do when he gets out of bed in the morning."

"I woke up like this. Flawless~" Freddy sang, striking a pose at the mirror. Foxy laughed again and Gold chuckled as well, flipping the page in the manga he was reading.

The girls were in their room, putting the finishing touches to Chica's dress and makeup. Once Freddy was done fixing up his suit, he and Foxy and Gold started walking towards the park, where the wedding would be held. Clouds covered the sky, turning it a dull grey. A small breeze tumbled down the street and gently caressed the boys' faces.

Many people hated this weather, but Freddy knew that Chica loved it. In comparison to the dull grey sky, the trees and grass look more breathtaking and the colors seem to pop more.

They arrived at the park. Everything was already set up - the pews, the altar, the carpet, and the cake. Gold drifted toward the white mountain of sugary goodness, but Freddy grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

"No," the brunette said with an amused smile.

Gold sighed, a smile matching Freddy's present on his face. "You're right, no cake before kisses."

They all laughed, and continued walking.

"I'm just really glad you didn't take me clubbing the day BEFORE the wedding," Freddy said with a shake of his head.

Gold smirked. "I'll just have to take you out again before we have the meeting with all the parents."

"I've already met her parents."

"Really?"

"Oh, yeah. That was back when you were an insane nutjob."

"He still is," Foxy added, and the two burst out into laughter. Gold just rolled his eyes, but he was smiling as well.

Soon the wedding was set into motion. Freddy couldn't decide if he wanted Gold or Foxy as his best man.

"Nah, Foxy can do it," Gold had said. "I want to sit in the front row when you to kiss." He had then made his hands "kiss" each other like everyone used to do in elementary school, much to Foxy's amusement.

So, Foxy stood next to Freddy at the altar. Gold sat in the front row, next to Foxy's second-cousin, Xavier, who sat still and placid with a ghost of a smile on his face, raking his hands through his white hair every so often.

Freddy stood still as a statue in his spot, examining his shiny black shoes. He was so nervous he felt like his body was humming. Blood roared in his ears. He constantly licked his lips.

But it was a good feeling.

Everyone went silent as Here Comes The Bride started playing. Freddy looked up and his blue eyes met purple.

Chica looked like an angel. Her dress was white with pastel yellow flowers around the neck. It cascaded all the way down to the ground, keeping her feet from view. Her normally straight medium-length hair was now curled in soft ringlets which rested just above her shoulders. The veil flowed around her head, delicate and gossamer. Her smile was contagious.

Finally, she got to the altar. Freddy was blushing, his cheeks red, but he wasn't sure why.

"Your cheeks match the red stripe on your new top hat," Chica teased him in a hushed voice.

Freddy grinned, his cheeks only becoming more red.

The blonde lifted up her dress slightly to where only Freddy could see, revealing worn yellow vans. "The heels were so uncomfortable," she whispered.

Freddy had to stifle a laugh as she let her dress fall back down.

Bonnie and a couple of Chica's distant cousins were the bridesmaids. Bonnie threw a small smile at Freddy.

The wedding started. Gold gave Freddy a wink and a thumbs up. The pastor started. "Freddy and Connie, I remind you that marriage is a precious gift, a lifelong commitment, and a challenge to love one another more completely each and every day. Please join hands and look into each other's eyes."

He took her small, pale hands into his own. Her violet eyes were full of mixed emotions, just as Foxy said Bonnie's were.

"Freddy, with this understanding, do you take Connie to be your wedded wife to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others and to be faithful only to her, so long as you both shall live?"

Freddy smiled at the love of his life, his highschool sweetheart, his childhood crush. There was no doubt in his mind. "I do," he said without the slightest hint of hesitation.

"Connie, with this understanding, do you take Freddy to be your wedded husband, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all others and to be faithful only to him, so long as you both shall live?"

Chica bit her lip but smiled at the same time, her eyes filing with tears. She nodded enthusiastically. Her eyes never left Freddy's. "Fudge yeah I do."

All the people watching rippled with laughter, and even the pastor chuckled slightly.

"Freddy and Connie, you have consented together in holy matrimony before God, have pledged your vows to each other, and have exchanged rings as tokens of your love and commitment to each other. In accordance with the laws of the state of South Carolina, with the authority of God's Word, and with great joy, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may seal your vows with a kiss."

Freddy pulled Chica toward him and pressed his lips to hers. The crowd erupted with applause. Gold started wolf-whistling.

After they broke the kiss, Freddy embraced his new wife. After a moment, they broke apart and Chica grabbed the wedding bouquet. A crowd of girls was waiting. Chica turned her back to them and threw the bouquet over her shoulder into the air.

Everyone watched as it arched through the air toward a girl's outstretched hands. Red curls cascaded down her back, her eyes were a sparkling blue, and she had earrings that resembled mini strawberries. She was smiling widely as the bouqut traveled toward her.

At the very last second, Gold dove through the air and grabbed the bouquet. The redhead gaseped and glared at Gold.

"AYYYY!" Gold yelled, holding up the bouquet up in their air with one hand. Everyone was laughing by now, even Freddy.

"Hey!" a short girl yelled, stepping forward right next to the redhead, facing Gold. she had short dark brown hair and brown eyes. "Berri was about to catch that, you jerk!"

"Yeah!" another girl piped in. She was taller than the other two by quite a bit and had light brown hair was was a bit longer than the other brunette's, and brown eyes framed by glasses. "Why would you do that?"

Berri laughed. "Kat, Red, it's alright."

Gold smirked, facing Kat. "I'm a jerk, am I?"

Kat scoffed. "Uh, yeah! You totally ruined everything!"

"Will this make up for it?" Gold asked, then leaned in and kissed her briefly.

When he pulled away, laughing, Kat's face was beet red and she was even angrier than before. "Screw you!" she yelled, though her voice wavered. Berri and Red were doubled over with laughter.

"OMG! OH! EM! GEE!" another girl yelled. She was also brunette. Her eyes were a glimmering green and she was a little shorter than average height. She was bouncing and squealing and looking at Kat.

Kat turned on the girl. "Oh shut it, Opal!" she said, her face burning like a heat lamp. The group of girls shuffled off, teasing the red-faced Kat.

After the wedding was over and everyone, especially Gold, had some cake, they all retreated home.

Foxy, Bonnie, Freddy, and Chica sat together on the couch while Gold sat back in the recliner eating Cheeto puffs. His fingers and mouth were caked in orange.

"Oh! Crap!" Gold suddenly cursed, the cheeto bag flying off of his lap and onto the floor, scattering the orange curls everywhere. The other four looked at him with confused looks. Chica looked irritated, because she knew she would have to clean the rug.

"What?" Freddy asked.

"Comic Con!" Gold yelled, then smacked his forehead. "It's in South Carolina this year, and it opens tomorrow! I totally forgot! If I don't get down there now, I won't get a good spot in line!"

He then ran into the room and got his costume on, which was Arno Dorian from Assassin's Creed: Unity.

"You won't kill anyone with your hidden blade, will you?" Foxy called after Gold as he started toward the door.

"No promises!" Gold laughed as he left.

Foxy and Bonnie looked at Freddy and Chica, then each other. They both nodded.

"Well mate, we have to go," Foxy said.

"Where?" Freddy asked.

"Look for some houses. We can't all live here once our families start growing," Bonnie replied.

"This late?"

"Aye," Foxy said, throwing a wink in Freddy's direction. Freddy blushed, looking at the floor instead of Chica, as the other two left.

"I'm going to my bedroom, get ready and be there in five," Chica said, nudging Freddy. "And your cheeks match your top hat stripe again."

She got up and dissapeared into her room, closing the door.

Get ready? he thought. I don't think she meant condoms, we are going to have kids, right?

He went into his own room and brushed his hair through, ate some candy from Gold's stash, stared at some of the posters. He kept his clothes on, including his top hat with the new red stripe that apparently matched his blushing cheeks.

Eventually he just went into the bedroom. When he did, his cheeks heated up again.

Chica was laying on the bed. She had on pink underwear and a white bra that read "Let's Party!" her cheeks were tinted pink and she was smiling at Freddy. She looked almost like a toy or a Barbie doll. "About time."

Freddy grinned. "You're so silly," he told her as he started toward the bed.