Hey there everyone! I got another chapter here for you all. One thing before we start, someone asked about pairings in this fic. I purposely didn't include them because I wanted to leave you guys guessing until they get established. But until that happens I'll tell you this. There are two pairings. Which ones do you think they are?
Enjoy the chapter.
Bonnie entered his room with a loud sigh. He dropped his bag onto the floor by his bed, flopping face first onto the bed. He'd only been at Whitewood Academy for a week but between classes and his new project of trying to get Foxy to act like he had that time after he'd beaten Fletcher he felt drained. He heard a chuckle from the other corner of the room and groaned. He must have completely missed Freddy on the way in.
"Stressed a bit there Bonnie?" he asked, snapping what sounded like a book shut. Bonnie nodded but didn't move. Today was the first day he didn't have homework for once and he didn't feel like moving. "If you'd like I can give you a massage to help you relax."
"That would be nice," he said, rolling his head to one side to look at Freddy, "but you don't need to. I'll be fine in a moment." Freddy put his book down and stood. Bonnie couldn't help but notice how impeccably he was dressed as usual. He swore the bear didn't own anything but slacks and dress shirts.
"Nonsense," Freddy said, "It'd by my pleasure to help you out. Just keep your head straight." Bonnie shifted so he was looking at his headboard, feeling a weight settle over him. Curious he looked back and flushed. Freddy was basically straddling him.
"What are you doing?" He gasped. Freddy turned his head back towards the headboard.
"This is the only way I can fully reach your back," Freddy said simply. He didn't sound like he had an ounce of embarrassment.
'Is he that blind to social conventions?' Bonnie wondered, 'cause he doesn't seem to notice how awkward this is.' He ignored those thoughts when strong yet gentle fingers dug into his shoulders. He groaned, eyes fluttering shut.
"You're quite tense Bonnie," Freddy commented. Bonnie didn't respond. He just laid there and let the elder boy untangle the knots in his skin. "What have you been doing all day?"
"Gym," he said, "Mr. Fitzgerald had us lifting weights today. I am so not meant for that." Freddy chuckled.
"Yes well, heavy lifting doesn't seem like your strong suite," Freddy said. Bonnie would have seen it as an insult if not for the bear's joking tone. Instead he just nodded. They continued in silence for a few minutes until the door clicked open. Bonnie looked up, seeing Foxy enter with his bag slung over his shoulder.
"I hope I'm not interrupting something," he said, a slight blush on his face. It was hard to see with the russet fur but Bonnie could make it out.
"Not at all," Freddy said with a chuckle. Bonnie groaned and lifted his head, letting it fall back against the headboard with a thud. He was prepared to do it again when instead he met something soft. "Now you can't injure yourself. Really Bonnie you shouldn't be beating your head into the headboard." Bonnie huffed before hearing his cell go off.
"Get off of me Freddy," he huffed. The bear laughed and smirked.
"Hmm I think I'm quite comfortable here." Bonnie stared at him wide eyed.
'Is he...teasing me?' Bonnie wondered before his phone buzzed again. He grabbed for it, flicking it open. "Hello?"
"Hey there Bon-Bon," Chica greeted, "so hey, me and Mangle are going to the mall-"
"Okay for starters how did you manage that," Bonnie asked, "and second must I come with you?"
"Bonnie you're my shopping partner!" Chica protested, "You have to come with me!" He groaned, lying back down.
"Chica?" Freddy asked. He nodded.
"You aren't going to let up on this are you," Bonnie stated, knowing she wouldn't.
"Nope!" He feigned a sigh of annoyance, a smile tainting his lips.
"Fine I'll come."
"Good. Grab Freddy and meet us out front."
"Wait-" she hung up before he could finish. He shut the phone and looked over his shoulder at Freddy who had yet to move.
"What did Chica want?" he asked.
"Get off me," he said, "Chica wants me to bring you on her shopping spree. Somehow she convinced Mangle to go with her."
"I just got a text from my sis," Foxy said, "apparently I'm coming with." He stood, stretching slightly. "So Fazbear you should stop straddling Bonnie so we can go." Bonnie blushed again as Freddy slid off of him and helped him up. Foxy was already gone, not bothering to wait up for the duo.
"Shall we go?" Freddy asked, grabbing his jacket, "Surely this will be a fun day."
"Right," Bonnie said, grabbing his gray sweatshirt and yanking it on, "fun day. Sure."
"Is it just me or is Freddy obviously gay," Mangle commented. Bonnie sat between the twins, watching as Chica and Freddy chatted enthusiastically.
"Sis you're just looking too much into it," Foxy said sitting back. Mangle only gestured towards the pair.
"Chica," Freddy was saying, "don't you think this dress highlights your complexion?" Chica squealed a reply, hugging him. The two continued to shop around the store in a pile of laughter and fashion tips.
"See what I mean." Mangle stated, "That is one strange anthro." Bonnie sighed and shook his head. The twins were insane.
"I'm going to go grab something to drink," the rabbit replied. Whether or not either twin heard him was unknown. He walked off, hands stuffed in his pockets. He located a drink machine and got a bottle of coke, leaning against the wall. 'At least Chica's leaving me be for the most part. I hate these shopping trips.' He walked over to a small fountain, leaning on the rail. Couples milled around the fountain and he sighed. 'I wonder what it'd be like to date someone.' He didn't get more time to think before he felt someone roughly shove him. He looked back, amused green eyes meeting his.
"Well what do you know," Brendan said with a sneer, "who would have thought I'd run into you here."
"What's your problem with me?" Bonnie asked, not expecting an answer.
"You don't belong at Whitewood," Brendan replied, "you're, for lack of a better term, a freak. Dunno why Chelsea shows any interest in you at all."
"Yeah well you can be sure to let her know that I'm not interested." Brendan laughed.
"You should be grateful to have someone like Chelsea take an interest in you. You certainly don't deserve the attention." Annoyed now, Bonnie turned and glared at the blue rabbit, grip tightening on his soda bottle.
"You know what," he said, "I've had enough of your shit. Just leave me the hell alone and go find someone else to annoy."
"You've gotten cheeky," Brendan commented, "About as annoying as those other freaks you hang out with." Something snapped inside of him. He shoved Brendan back, the other rabbit's eyes widening.
"Seriously," Bonnie said dangerously, "Go mess with someone else." Brendan retaliated with a hard shove of his own. Bonnie continued o glare as he stumbled back. Until his legs hit the rail that is. He yelped as he tumbled over it, falling into the fountain with a loud splash. He sputtered, shaking his head to spray water out of his fur. Brendan looked shocked for moment and then raced off. It was then that Bonnie heard voices.
"Get back here!" Foxy yelled, tearing past the fountain with his sister right behind them. Chica and Freddy ran over as he stood, frowning at his sodden appearance.
"Are you alright?" Freddy asked, holding out a hand and helping him back over the rail.
"I'm fine," he said, "just a bit wet."
"I so hate him," Chica huffed, violet eyes glaring in the direction Brendan had run off in, "What is his problem anyway?"
"I don't know," Bonnie said. There was no need to tell her what Brendan had said. It would only rile her up more. "How did the shopping go?"
"Forget the shopping!" Chica said, "you just took a dip in the fountain for christ's sake. Worry about yourself. Now get out of that wet sweatshirt." He shrugged and pulled it off, shaking from the light chill that met him. He jolted up when warm fabric draped over his wet shoulders, looking up at Freddy.
"No need for you to get sick," he said with a smile. He blushed and mumbled a thank you, pulling the jacket tighter around himself. He was embarrassed but grateful at the same time.
"Hey." Foxy and Mangle chose that moment to rejoin them, both panting slightly. "We lost him. The little pain is fast when he wants to be."
"It's fine," Bonnie said, "I did shove him first after all. I don't think he meant to shove me into the fountain.
"Who cares he's a real jerk," Chica said, "he's got real issues."
"Come on," Freddy said, lying a hand on Bonnie's back, "we should get going before you catch something." Bonnie nodded, noticing the golden glare leveled at his head. He looked at the russet fox, confused. He looked so...annoyed. He was about to ask when Foxy whirled and stalked off.
"Let's get moving," he called back, "I got stuff for school I have to do." Mangle jogged to catch up, whispering something to her brother. He shook his head, hissing something back before they went silent. The trio followed them, Bonnie vaguely wondering what had passed between the two twins.
How was it? Sorry it was kind of short compared to others but this was it for the plot line for this chapter. I can't stretch it out anymore without making it crap so this is all I got.
Until next time everyone! Make sure you tell me your guess' in the reviews or in a PM. Either works.
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