It's Britney, bitch.

Walking out of his suburban home, Paul inhaled deeply. The cold air of December felt delightful on his nostrils. Heading to his car, he appreciated the irony of his last name. No matter what he did, it was never good.

Opening the door and closing it as he sat down, he put his key into the ignition. Feeling the car roar to life, he turned on the heat and backed out of the driveway. Heading down the road to the intersection, he continued straight ahead with a grin. It only took him a couple of months to figure out what his plan was going to be, but he finally found the idea he had been waiting for.

While his MO was normally with kids, from about five to twelve, he wasn't going to do that this time. It was too messy, and a little too noticeable. Anything he did was going to be noticeable, he just had to plan it out right.

Which is why he had his sights set on Bonnie. The purple rabbit was too cute for his own good, and Paul wanted him. Not in a traditional way though, but rather, for the circumstance. Eventually the bunny was going to have his child. Paul wanted to witness that experience that, and take the child. And when it was all said and done, maybe they would make a nice baby too.

He grinned fiendishly. He knew that it wasn't going to happen for at least another four months. While having Bonnie throughout his pregnancy would be nice, he couldn't risk the disappearance of him now. He'd figure out a way in due time. Maybe get back in Patrick's good graces, which he had begun to do, to fudge the schedule.

Stopping at the red light, he let out a heavy sigh. Soon he would get his way, very soon. He just needed to scope out the situation.

Walking into the pizzeria was definitely a feat in of itself, Paul thought as he bore his way through the cold.

After pulling in from the red light, Paul parked and got out of his car. The only caveat to this particular location had to be the lack of employee parking. Which meant the employees had to park at the far end of the lot, away from prime spaces near the front. Paul rolled his eyes. How he didn't miss this part of the job.

Finally reaching the front door, he pushed it, and walked through the threshold. He made his way to the locker area first, by the office, and deposited his coat and bag into it. After making sure it was secure, and that his uniform was on alright, he went to use the bathroom. He had his head down, and was surprised when he bumped into someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I was just heading to the bathroom." the voice said.

Looking up, Paul saw who it was.

Bonnie.

With a grin, he replied, "Oh, Bonnie. That's okay. Let me get the bathroom door for you."

"Okay, thank you Paul!"

Paul nodded, and held open the door for the pregnant bunny. As he walked past, he took note of how Bonnie's belly was now protruding more off of him. Before he could ask, Bonnie took a stall. Using one of them as well, Paul relieved himself, but timed the flush with Bonnie's.

Once both were out of the stalls and at the sink, Paul made his moves.

"So Bonnie, how far along are you?" he asked.

"About five months now!" the bunny enthusiastically replied. "The little one moves around a lot. Do you want to feel the bump?"
"Sure!"

Bonnie turned to face him, the swollen mass of purple fur was in front of him. As Paul placed his hand on it, he felt it move around. It made him smile, and the purple bunny giggle.

"That's amazing." Paul said.

"Thank you." the bunny replied. "But I have to get going."

"Before you go, could I ask you another question?"

"Sure, Paul. What is it?"

"I've wondered this from since I've started. How is it that you guys are allowed to walk around in the nude? Isn't that against some form of company rule?"

Bonnie started laughing. He had to catch himself before replying.

"I-I'm sorry that's too great." he said, getting his bearings back. "We're not. It may seem that way with the guys, since Chica has the t-shirt at least. But we're all wearing fur-colored underwear."

He pulled at his side and it seemed like part of him moved away from his body.

"It's to save the budget on clothing." he continued. "We do wear clothes, but not often. Typically in the evenings sometimes, or on days we're closed. Though even those times are rare."

"I see." Paul replied, blankly. "Thank you for that explanation."

"No problem!"

Bonnie left with a cheeky smile, while Paul was left to deal with the answer he had received.

After having his conversation with Paul, Bonnie waddled along merrily to the office. Upon arriving there, he found Jack slumped over in his chair, fast asleep.

Grinning, he walked over and gave him a gentle shake.

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead." Bonnie said sweetly.
"Five more minutes." Jack mumbled.
"C'mon, you're shift's almost over, and you have school."

Blinking the sleep from his eyes, Jack sat up and stretched in the chair. He took Bonnie's hand, and guided him to his lap. He then placed a hand on the bunny's swollen tummy.

"How are my two favorite people this morning?" Jack asked, his voice still husky from waking up.

Bonnie giggled. "We're good! We even had a conversation with Paul this morning. I let him feel my tummy."

Jack froze for a second. Paul?

"Was he…" Jack started, "...off to you?"
Bonnie turned around, confused. "No, why?"
"He seems off to me. I just can't shake that feeling that he's up to no good."

"I thought he was really sweet."
"Alright, as long as he was nice to you. The moment he does something to you, even so much as touching you without consent, then I'll beat his ass. Got it?"
"Yes, sweetie, I know. Thank you."

Bonnie gave the boy a kiss on the lips, and smiled.

"Oh! The baby is moving. Want to feel before you go?" he asked.
"Definitely." Jack replied, placing a hand on his lover's tummy.

How disgustingly sweet, Paul thought to himself.

Unbeknownst to the couple, Paul was watching from outside the hallway. He was perched in just the position that he couldn't be seen by them.

Enjoy it while you can, he thought, since you won't even get to see that baby the bunny is carrying.

He let out a quiet chortle. As he was going over potential plans for what he was going to do with the bunny, he jumped as he felt a hand grab him. Turning around, it was Spring.

"That's sweet, how you're letting them have their moment before you go in." Spring said with a grin, not releasing his grip. "But don't be foolish. I remember who you are, and what you tried to do."

Paul had to keep a cry of pain from manifesting, as Spring tightened his grip on the man's arm.

"Now listen up." Spring said, in a deep voice. "If you so much as think about harming my son or his boyfriend, I will fucking kill you. Now, I don't think that's the case, is it? The only reason you would be back here is for a job, right?"

Paul felt obliged to nod.

"Good. I'll let you go now, but remember: I'm watching you."

Spring released his grip and stormed off. Paul had to catch his breath. He forgot about that damn "golden" bunny. No matter, he would have to deal with that when he got to it. For now, all he had to do was keep up his facade, and then the bunny and his children would belong to Paul.

For readers of the past, present, and future: The chapter title and note at the beginning are to signify my return after a yearlong drought. Hopefully this won't happen again, and I can finish this relatively soon.