*Angelic chorus playing in the background*

X.X

They spend some nights at the office cuddling; Jeremy's face flushed red while he sat reclining in the rabbit's lap as he skimmed through the tablet during their conversations. It took some convincing until Blu was finally able to coax the young man into letting him sit on his lap - Blu's lap - while he worked. It was awkward at first, at least for Jeremy. He still flinches out of instinct when he feels fingers suddenly bury themselves into his hair without warning, and look over his shoulder to be met with a lax expression from Blu as he played with his copper red locks.

And then there are the nights when things would get a little heated. What would normally start off as chaste kisses only meant to fill the gaps between topics, things quickly escalated from gentle kissing to heated nips and bites on the man's neck and chest while the rabbit kept a rather possessive grip on his shoulders, almost to the bruising point. Jeremy felt discomfort at first from the pain that blossomed through his veins, like the colorful taste of fine wine on your tongue. And like fine wine, he eventually grew to like the taste of his own blood lingering on his dry lips when Blu decides to clean the areas of skin where he bit a little too hard for the man's liking. He kept his hands running through the soft blue fur of his bunny to distract himself from the sharp twinges of pain when hard teeth pressed on his pale skin.

It was a rare moment of physical intimacy that neither wanted to waste. A chance for their bodies to be flushed - the feeling of faux fur that felt very much real against the bare human skin was enough to give them both goosebumps. The chaste kisses and playful nips were mere sparks compared to the fire that ignited between them after months of uncertainty and built-up tension. Moments like these were a relief. Feeling their warm bodies rub and move against each other was, in their lust-fogged minds, better than sex.

But Blu, being the smug bastard that he is, had ideas. He found amusement in purposely grazing his paw over his human's clothed crotch just to add to the moment, or briefly grasp his rear and watch his face flush scarlet with observant green eyes that drank in every detail for something pleasant to remember in the future. At times the young man wondered how and where these animatronics learned to engage in the more...lewd acts of life. Whether it be an addition in their programming, a chance glimpse at some porn film a former employee accidentally left at the lounge during break, or it really being a natural instinct that's found in every living creature in the world. Jeremy was pointing more towards programming.

"Is something bothering you darling?" Blu twitched his left ear at the noticeable change in the air around his human. With one paw resting on his hip he watched - head tilted slightly - the young man change back into his work shirt.

The young man awkwardly rolled his shoulders, stiff from lying pinned on the office desk for almost a half hour. "Yeah. Just a little tired is all." He gives him a worn, but assured smile that made him look much older, then going back to buttoning black buttons to hide the fresh bites now mapping his body.

His muscles ached in pleasant discomfort from the many bloody marks blossoming across his flesh like peach blossom trees in spring. Jeremy never saw himself as one for sex or fetishes - he didn't mind sex, has no problem with it. He just rarely felt any sexual attraction for anyone. In his eyes he found it hard to find anything that would be defined as "sexy". If he were to engage in sex, he wanted it to be a bonding experience out of love and not something influenced by one's appearance or self need - but quite frankly he is starting to wonder if he's some kind of masochist for finding the whole experience to be rather appealing.

He feels a paw bury itself in his hair - blue intertwined with red, but no purple was made. Jeremy felt the possessiveness in the touch and it made him shiver. He wasn't so sure if it was out of fear or pleasure. Pleasure in knowing that the rabbit truly does love him, and that the things he said to him the on night of his confession weren't merely the empty words of a troubled creature looking for comfort. In truth, neither of them were in the right mind to say anything after what happened on the roof - with Jeremy's quick assumptions and Blu's lingering anger towards him. He closes his eyes with a quiet sigh, allowing the thick furry fingers to massage his scalp.

Blu asks, almost in a quiet purr, "Was it too much?"

Jeremy side-eyed him and scoffed. "From you? Yeah right." It's not a remark, nor an endearment. Just something said as if their relationship was still platonic. He swats the paw in his hair and smooths down any stubborn tufts that stuck out.

"How long can your hair get?" Blu asks, gazing with interest at the young man's long copper locks.

"I once went a full year of elementary school having my hair in a ponytail. Does that help?"

"You with a ponytail?" He shakes his head at the thought.

"Well my school didn't seem to give a fuck about it. I got a few nasty remarks from other kids and odd looks, but that's it." Satisfied, Jeremy turns to face his furry partner with a lopsided smile. The upper half of his shirt remains to be buttoned, and Blu felt a sense of pleasure when he catches a glimpse of one of his fresh love bites on his skin. It will heal in a week and leave faded scars in its wake. But his gaze didn't go unnoticed. "Pervert." Jeremy teases, finishing the rest of the buttons.

Blu, resting his paws on his hips, flashes him a flirtatious smile. "Deviant."

Jeremy quirks a brow at him, pausing at the last button. So he wants to play that game, huh? Alright, bunny boy, challenge accepted. "Minx." he grins.

Oh ho ho ho! Blu cocks his head suggestively, eyes half-lidded. "Ginger." He wiggles his eyebrows for effect.

"Kinky animal." Jeremy shoots him a glaring, but playful look.

"Horny ape."

"Cocky furry."

"Desperate virgin."

"Sexual sadist."

"Deviant Schoolgirl."

"Daddy's boy."

The two unconsciously inched their way closer to each other after each insult until their chests just barely brushed one another. Blu stared down silently at the man for a long time, eyes pondering before closing in defeat. "You win, my darling." he sighs, before sliding his paw under the man's chin and bringing him in for a tender kiss.

"I wasn't aware this was a competition." Jeremy murmured while returning the kiss. It was slightly ticklish with the fur brushing the skin under his nose. They then pull away and their bodies are quickly left wanting more. Something other then kisses and bites. Jeremy ignores the growing heat in his trousers and smiles fondly at Blu. "I love you." he breathes, resting his hand on a rosy cheek.

The rabbit leans into the touch, purring softly in content. "And I to you, my darling. You didn't answer my question, by the by."

"Oh fuck." Jeremy chuckles under his breath, "Yeah. It's only ever reached pass my neck before my mom chopped it all off when I entered fifth grade." He closes his eyes at the memory of the fit he threw after his mother told him she would have to cut off all of his "manly" hair by the time he started school the next day. It was only after she gave him permission to stay up past his bedtime that night that he let her go near his hair. It would be the only time in his life he would let himself get a buzz cut.

Blu hummed at his answer. Running his green eyes over the soft red locks much like one would with a work of art. A netural, non-influential, interest. "You humans sense of style has certainly changed over the decades. It's making me feel old."

"Well, you are old enough to be someone's dad." He shoots him a cocky smile, and was met with rolling green eyes.

"I'm flattered, Jeremy." He leans against the desk and tilts his head. "I would adjust my collar a little if you don't want to get any odd looks from anyone."

"It's not like anyone here has never seen a damn hickey before." Jeremy said, resting both his hands on his hips with a sass that almost rivaled Blu's. "I figured that it should be a common occurrence around here, if you know what I mean."

Blu raised his brows in amusement before letting out a few laughs. "Well I can't argue with that." He flashes him a playful wink and Jeremy shakes his head before leaning up to steal a kiss just as the morning bell began to ring. Blu smiled in the kiss and slips a paw in the man's hair to twine his fingers in his soft locks one last time - he wanted the soft feeling to linger as he went through the day, and make him eager for his next arrival.

"You should bring in pictures of when you had long hair. I'm curious to see what that would look like." he murmurs, his accent sounding thicker than normal. "If you have any that is..."

Jeremy groaned huskily in the kiss before pulling back for air, but keeping his lips inches from Blu's. "My mom should have some. I can have her email digital copies to me when I have the time." he growls softly, teasingly sliding his hands up the rabbit's furry chest and resting them on his shoulders. Blu smiles at this and leaned in to steal a kiss of his own.

"Ooooh, the things you make me want to do to you, darling." he quietly growled when they separated again. Jeremy chuckled softly under his breath.

"Do I dare ask what?"

"Would it be wise if I answer your question now? It won't be long until the manager arrives and the others are probably outside waiting." The distant sound of voices made him sound convincing. Letting his words sink in for a moment it didn't take long for Jeremy's face to suddenly turn beet red.

"Christ, Blu." He finds himself stuck between feeling shocked and flattered. Not wanting to let his imagination run wild any further than it already has, Jeremy mutters a quick "see you later" and stumbles out of the right doorway feeling like his entire body was on fire. Blu followed suit and watched in amusement at the young man's struggle to keep balance while walking at a quick pace to the main doors. He got a few confused glances from some of the animatronics for it, and did his best not to trip over his own feet out of embarrassment until he was finally out the door.

"Have a safe drive, Jeremy!" Mike called out to him from Pirate Cove. Jeremy inwardly groaned and managed a small wave back before finally making it out the door. Bonnie shot his brother a knowing look from the Show Stage, to whom Blu shot back a cocky grin and began sauntering over.

"What the hell did you do this time?" the lavender rabbit sighs.

Blu shrugged and smiled. "I'm afraid I may have gotten a little too flirtatious with him."

Bonnie wasn't surprised by the lack of concern or regret in his voice. "You teasing little rat. That is NOT how you get into someones pants." Blu's face quickly heated with embarrassment and rage.

"Like you know how to get into a man's pant." he retorts, rolling his eyes in brotherly annoyance. He heard Freddy chuckle beside Bonnie in amusement.

"I've gotten into Foxy's pants more then once while being too 'flirtatious' a few times." he says with his microphone purposely close to his muzzle. From the cove, Foxy quickly duck down his head and shuffled - he cursed the bear's name under his breath - to a box of props resting out of sight at the back of the stage and away from the curious eyes directed at him.

"What do you mean by that?" BB asked aloud from the Game Area, not understanding why it had gotten Foxy so embarrassed all of a sudden. He looks over to Marion standing in his box and asked, "What does he mean by that, Marion?" The puppet tightened his grip on the edge of his box, pursed his lips, and adverts his gaze from the boy as he began sinking himself down until he disappeared within the blue box. The boy pouted at this and turned his sights on Chia. "What did Freddy mean by getting into Foxy's pants, Chia?"

Chia's rosey cheeks turn a deeper shade of red when she tenses up in the boy's innocent gaze. Maggie's lacking presence by her side made her feel like an ant in the different colored gazes who now looked at her expectingly for her answer, and ducks her head to hide her embarrassment. She shifted nervously on her feet while wringing her hands, trying to ignore the eyes staring at her. "I-I'd appreciate it if you would all not l-look at me, please." she stutters softly, inaudible to their ears. Oh, why must her sister work on pizzas with Chica at the most inconvenient of times? She hated being left alone like this.

"That is something you will understand when you're older, BB." a voice answered.

All heads in the room turned in the direction of said voice, a smooth masculinity which gave off vibes of authority, trust, and tamed charisma. Blu's breath caught in his throat, daring not to make even the smallest noise, as his widened gaze locked on Frederick's posh pose. He stood in the corridor entrance dressed in the same vest, top hat, and bowtie he wore, giving off the same chivalry vibe he had the day they first met. Paws folded behind his back, head proudly raised, and expression calm with dominance.

"Dad!" BB screamed.

Frederick softly smiled as his youngest ran from the Game Area, tears already running down his round face, and into his waiting arms. Burying his face in his vest and sobbing loudly, he desperately clings to the soft material like a lifeline. "Daaaad! Daaaaaaad! I thought I was never going to see you agaaaaaaaaaaain!"

Blu felt some empathy for the boy as he watched the reunion, reminding him of his own reunion with Goldie decades ago. Only his was rather bittersweet instead of touching. The both of them only locked eyes in stunned silence instead of a dramatic embrace and hugging tightly like it were the end of the world.

"Don't think like that, dear one. You know it isn't true." Frederick crooned as he soothingly rubbed the boy's back. "I just needed some time to myself to clear my head and think about some things. I'm sorry I worried you. It went longer than originally intended. But thank you for leaving the food at my door, though it's very unsanitary to leave it on the floor."

"I'm sorry. I'll leave it on a towel next time." BB sniffled, smiling.

Frederick closed his eyes and chuckled quietly. "I don't intend for there to be a next time, but I appreciate the heads up."

"Frederick Fazbear!"

Frederick perked his ears at this and stood up straight in time to see a rather livid-looking Maggie stomping from the Kitchen doors. He opened his mouth to say something, but was met with a sharp slap across the cheek. A few gasped quietly in shock, and others waited for the bear's reaction. Instead of anguish or anger, Frederick still wore a mask of calm as he quietly turned to face the seething vixen. "I suppose I deserved that." he mumbled, rubbing the slapped cheek to ease the burning sting.

Maggie shakes her head at him slowly, and began trembling with her paws and teeth clenched tightly. "Y-you... Y-" No longer caring for words she threw her arms around his neck, surprising Frederick and causing BB to yelp as he was sandwiched between two bodies. The vixen wept quietly in his shoulder, muttering things in French too fast for him to comprehend. When she finished her emotional rant she pulled back, squishes the bear's face with her paws, and looks him dead in the eye. "Don't you ever leave us like that again!" she tells him in fluent English, her yellow eyes almost pleading.

"Never again, Maggie." Frederick said as he removed her paws. He then pulls her in for a more gentle hug, and scratches behind her ear affectionately. "I'm sorry."

"You damn well better be." she hotly whispered, tearing still running down her face. "I didn't mean what I said then..." She heard a sigh rumble in Frederick's chest as he tells her gently to hush, pressing his cheek against the side of her head. She sheds a few more tears and hugs back, forgiving him just as he's forgiven her.

Blu let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, and it felt like a small weight had been lifted. But that didn't mean he felt any less tense around Frederick's presence. He was just happy that the family was now back together. Chia approached Frederick with some hesitation, worried that he would disappear if she reacted right away. It was only when he wrapped his arms around her first that she hugged him back with the same vigor Maggie and BB had. Marion joined in after peeking out from his box and delighting at seeing the round bear. The family was now back together, and to that Blu can breathe a little easier around Frederick.

He shifted his gaze from the reunion to Freddy, whose eyes were all over the place and likely looking for Goldie. The other bear's absence was an alarming surprise. He always waited for him by the stage when he follows Jeremy out - it was quite a nuisance, really. Realizing that the golden bear hadn't been there to greet him raised some red flags. And with Frederick suddenly returning out of the blue, it was starting to make him wonder if...

Something solid brushes his back and his muscles freeze up instantly, locking his limbs in place. Memories of before came rushing back like a paralyzing venom coursing his faux veins and he gives his hidden scar an unconscious brush of his paw. A look akin to a thousand-yard stare masked his face as he felt ghostly paws suddenly grab him from behi-

"Calm down, baby doll. It's only me." Goldie whispered in his ear, rubbing his shoulders soothingly. Just having returned from checking Backstage for cords.

"G-Goldie." came the reply, a trembling whisper. Blu didn't feel the tears in his eyes until he felt his throat begin to tighten under the threat of sobbing. The bear said something above him, but he didn't hear it through the rush of synthetic blood in his ears; he thought he'd gotten past this - he told himself he wouldn't let it get to him. But here he was, frozen stiff and close to tears. All because Goldie had surprised him from behind. It's nothing to cry about!

"Blu? Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Goldie asked, giving him a light shake. When he doesn't get a response, he snaps his fingers in front of him.

"Is something the matter with him?" Chia asked worriedly. "I've never seen him like that before."

"It's nothing to worry about." Goldie lies through his teeth. "He doesn't like being surprised like this."

Freddy climbs off stage and gave the motionless rabbit a few light pats on the cheek. "Blu? Are you still with us, Blu?" Freddy felt his blood run cold when he saw the detached look blanketing his eyes. Vacant and looking right through him. "Something's wrong with him."

"You don't say, Sherlock." Bonnie placed his guitar aside and climbed off stage next. The air around Blu was tense, like a bomb ready to go off without warning. Just by that he knew he needed to get his brother away from everyone and some place private. The restrooms would suffice fine. "Blu needs some privacy for a bit." he tells everyone, resting his paws over his shoulders. "We'll just be a moment."

Goldie stops him before he raises his foot by grabbing his arm and firmly keeping him still. "Let me take him." he says.

Bonnie yanks his arm free and shoots him a dangerous look. "I think you've done enough for today." He doesn't bother to hide the venom in his voice, his brotherly instincts kicking into full gear in a rare show of defense for his brother. Goldie was going to retaliate, his paws ready to grab again, when he felt both limbs suddenly get held back. Freddy and Foxy stood on either side of him, holding an arm in an ironclad hold.

"We'll be waiting for you here, Bonnie." Freddy said, giving him an "ok" nod. "But don't take too long."

"Right, right." Bonnie nodded quickly in affirmation before guiding his brother to the Main Hall. He shot a quick glance over to Frederick. He wasn't sure of himself for this, but he thought he saw guilt written on the bear's face. He heard a soft, strained noise come from the blue rabbit. But he shushes him until they're at the men's restroom. Blu worms himself out of his grasp and starts rubbing his arms to warm himself up; he felt so cold all of a sudden and couldn't explain why. His teeth chattered softly, like he'd just stepped out of a cold bath and the air conditioner was on full blast. There's a moment of silence until Bonnie breaks it with a dry cough, and Blu remembers he isn't alone. Turning his head over his shoulder, he stutters to his brother a raspy "Thanks."

Bonnie nods before approaching his brother. "What happened back there?" he asks - demands, actually.

Blu turned his head away and waves a dismissive paw. "Just a bad reaction." he tells him, "Nothing serious."

"It's more than just a 'bad reaction' Blu." Bonnie's eyes fix on him hard, and the other rabbit can feel the maroon gaze start to burn in his back. "You're my twin - my brother. I felt that something wasn't right the moment Goldie came up to you from behind like that. You do know he wasn't trying to surprise you on purpose - we all know how much he hates surprises."

"I am quite aware, Bonnie." Blu hissed through his teeth, looking at him again from over his shoulder. "Look, it's early in the morning. I'm not completely myself after spending a full night with the guard doing business that you don't need to know about."

"I can care less about what you and Jeremy do in that office." Bonnie rubs between his eyes before glaring at his brother again. "This isn't about your nonexistent sex life-"

"For God's sake, Bonnie."

"Shut up and let me finish!" Bonnie snapped. Blu rolled his eyes and made a zipping gesture across his muzzle. Bonnie takes it as his way of saying "alright" and resumes from where he was so rudely interrupted. "This isn't about your non- your relationship with Jeremy. This is about you."

Blu quirks a brow at him. "Me?" he scoffs in disbelief.

"Must I read the definition of "you" out of the bloody English dictionary for you? No? Alright then. How about you tell me exactly what happened when Goldie brushed up on you like that?"

Magenta eyelids hide emerald eyes when Blu heaves a long, tired sigh through his nose, and turns his head away from his brother. "You wouldn't understand if I told you." he says bitterly, opening his eyes to stare at his slightly warped reflection on the floor. "And I truly mean it when I say it; you won't truly understand. So don't bother with the "I'll try to understand" crap."

Bonnie rolls his eyes. "You're such a fucking melodramatic, Blu. You know I wouldn't say that kind of thing to you! And you know what? I'm going to say it right now, just to get it out of the way. I don't understand what you're going through, Blu. I really, really, don't. But I'm approaching this with an open mind. And as your damn brother it's my duty to look out for you as it is for you to look out for me. Now we can both approach this like adults, or I can walk out of this room and leave you to wallow in your self-pity like the little melodramatic girl you are. Which is it going to be?" Bonnie then crossed his arms and stared expectingly at his brother, drumming his fingers on his bicep.

"Melodramatic" huh? Blu smiles bitterly to himself, tightening his arms around himself. It's nice to know I'm not the only one who agrees... He really does take things too seriously, even when he doesn't mean it. He tries, though. He tries hard not to overdramatize things like he sometimes does. Leave it to Bonnie to be truthful with him. No matter how harsh he may sound about it, at least he's being honest.

He opens his mouth, ready to answer. But before he can even utter a sound, Bonnie beats it to him by saying in a softer, gentler voice, "It still hasn't left you...has it?"

Blu's smile twitched just as a salty tear brushed the corner of his lips. He brings a finger up and wipes it away, only for another to come running down his other cheek. "I'm sorry." he tells him, closing his eyes tight to stop the rest of his tears from falling. "I thought I was over it. I told myself that I wouldn't let it get to me. I did, Bonnie, I really did. I didn't think... I thought... I..." He hides his face in his paws, feeling ashamed and embarrassed.

"Blu..." Bonnie says softly, feeling hurt inside at seeing his brother like this.

"I'm sorry." he says, muffled by his paws. "I know I'm being a crybaby right now. I'm trying to make them stop, but they just won't. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. They just won't fucking sto-" He stops when he feels something warm rest on his shoulder. He doesn't bother to look, already knowing what it is. He's grown so used to the gesture that it's almost become second nature for him to identify the feeling of a paw on his shoulder. Or a hand.

He didn't hear his footsteps quickly approaching the doorway, nor his heavy breathing when he had practically ran into Freddy's arms while asking where he was. But he did feel, and recognize, the pressure of human fingers - pressed together to create an uneven row of lines - on his fur.

Jeremy shared a worried glance look with Bonnie, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. He got the call as soon he was about to enter the street he lived on. Mike sounded worried, and even a little dramatic, when he was urging him frantically to come back to the pizzeria because something wasn't right with Blu. It wasn't until Freddy took the phone from Mike, apologized quickly in advance, and then explained exactly what happened that made him return.

The young man turned his head back to Blu and gave his shoulder a tender squeeze, feeling the rabbit tense up at the touch. "It's Jeremy, Blu. Only Jeremy." Bonnie sighed.

It's then that Blu began to sob loudly in his paws. He hated himself so much for breaking so easily, but that didn't stop him from feeling any more grateful when the young man gently turned him around before pulling him in an comforting embrace. He kept his face in his paws, not wanting to face the reality of it all.

He felt pathetic and he hated it.

...

Freddy didn't know what he expected to find in Frederick's room when the younger bear invited him back to chat in private. The comedic side of him half expected to find a makeshift shrine dedicated to Blu in a dark corner. He quickly pushed that thought aside to make room for more serious thoughts. He thankfully didn't find any kind of shrine.

Inside housed standard bedroom furniture: a neatly made bed with a nightstand beside it, a dresser filled with identical looking bowties and vests, a desk with various picture frames on it, and wall shelves with books lined up in alphabetical order. He knew Foxy would have made fast friends with Frederick if he found out about the titles he owned. Freddy just assumed Frederick was an avid reader because of the hardcover book - one of Foxy's favorite classics: Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne - sitting on his nightstand with a colored marker sticking out of the middle like a sore thumb.

"I never meant for it to turn out how it did." Frederick's face never leaves the mirror as he combed himself, smiling sadly at his reflection.

Freddy pressed his lips into a line, but doesn't rebuke right away.

Frederick placed his comb down on the porcelain edge of his sink and heaves out a short sigh. "No words can express just how sorry I am, and I have yet to even forgive myself. I wasn't "me" when I assaulted Blu - it was never my intention to cause him any sort of harm. I was too far gone to realize what I was doing to stop."

"But that is no excuse for you to try and force your advances on Blu!" Freddy suddenly snaps, clenching his teeth tightly.

Frederick's face softened in agreement. "Yes... I should have stopped the moment Blu told me to release him. I don't know what truly came over me that night to try and take such forceful approach." he says softly, turning to look at his reflection again. He then added, barely above a whisper, "I was afraid of losing him..."

"Why? Because you wouldn't be having the companion that you wanted out of him?" The older bear spoke with an edge of disgust in his voice, his face scrunching into a scowl.

"What? No! Nothing like that!" Frederick shouts, slamming a fist on his sink hard.

"Oh? Then what? Please elaborate, Frederick. We don't have the luxury of time at the moment." Reading the time on his wall clock Frederick saw that it was close to opening time, and he can already hear the weary voice of the manager shouting Freddy's name. Freddy had his paws on his hips and was tapping his right foot impatiently. Frederick inwardly debated on whether he should grant him the luxury of a full answer, seeing that he would have to do a lot of explaining under the short amount of time he has on his shoulders.

Fighting Goldie for possession of Blu had woken up old memories that he tried so desperately to forget, things that are best left sitting in the dark to dust. He approached Freddy in sauntering steps, not bothering to turn off the bathroom light, and stops when their faces are near touching distance. Freddy could smell the coffee scented shampoo on his fur, and wondered briefly if it was from the same bottle he left outside his door the other night. "I made a realization when I held Blu." he says, voice calm. "It was something so damn obvious, I couldn't believe at how stupid I was to not see it sooner." Frederick wore a look that promised exposure and dark enlightenment, like a whistle-blower who was ready hesitant to spill secrets to the world. "I no longer yearn for Blu as a companion. The thought disgusts me now, and I can't bear the thought of intimacy with him."

"What changed your mind?" Freddy asked, his mouth and throat dry from the growing feeling of apprehension in his stomach.

Frederick stared at him with half-lidded eyes, dark and twinkling with ill will. His posture eerily calm as he folded his paws calmly behind his back, puffing chest slightly. "Do you ever wonder why I have a fox guitarist in my band instead of a rabbit like your's does? Hmm? Has that ever crossed your mind, my friend?" Frederick asked, an edge in his voice.

Freddy scowled and growled warningly. "Don't test me, Frederick. I am in charge of this establishment don't forget. And I don't want to have to make the decision of reporting you to the manager for your behavior. You're lucky I didn't report you already for the attack." Freddy punctuates his point by jabbing a finger in the bear's chest.

Frederick shifted his eyes down at it, completely unfazed by the gesture, and then back up at Freddy. "Tell me Freddy, does Blu know why he was brought to this establishment along with Bonnie? Has it ever crossed your mind, or your brother's, that having Blu in this establishment felt a little out of place?" Freddy nodded. Admittedly, Blu always did look out of place in the restaurant. If Goldie felt the same way, then he didn't bother to comment about it.

The manager had said that they would be getting two rabbits, so they all thought the reason for Blu's toyish appearance is so that children could identify which brother was which. It never crossed his mind that an error could have been made before delivery, and that Blu was delivered to his establishment with Bonnie on accident. He didn't want to believe that...

"NO!" Goldie gave no hint of his presence when he was listening from the other side, his paw hovering above the knob and ready to grab when instinct called for it. So it came as a surprise for the other bears when he suddenly slammed open the door after piecing together what Frederick was trying to say. He stomped towards the post at an angry pace, shoving his brother aside before he can try to stop him, and roughly grabs the other by his vest and slamming him against a wall, holding him off the ground. "Blu is my child! He was requested to be delivered to this establishment, not your's."

"How would you know?" Frederick hissed. "What if there was a different rabbit that was supposed to come with Bonnie? Perhaps an actual twin. What if they're still there now? Wondering all alone on what life would be like with a family. Not knowing that the life they were meant to have was given to another on accident."

Freddy felt the fur on the back of his neck stand at the thought. Goldie only snarled in defiance and pushed him tighter, the wall creaking behind him from the pressure. "You. Don't. Know. That." His eyes flicker to the signature black with white pinpricks, his voice a dangerous growl that quickly changed to a venomous whisper when he brought their faces in closer. "I am not going to lose my child because of some damn assumptions you are making with no evidence to support it. I'm not letting you, or anyone else, try to take Bonnie Blu from me. I'm already losing him to a human."

Frederick scowled at this, his own eyes going dark completely and his pupils changing to white dots. "Losing someone to love is nothing compared to what humans have already stolen from me."

"ENOUGH!" Freddy stomped his foot loudly. "Let him go Goldie. Now!"

Goldie growled and did what he was told, letting Frederick drop to his feet with his freshly changed vest now wrinkled and in need of replacing. "Blu. Is. MINE." he snarls to him one last time, having grabbed the back of his head roughly and forcing him closer at the punctuation of each word.

If looks could kill, Goldie would be dead a hundred times over. The expression Frederick had on his face as he stared back, and the sheer silence around him, frightened Freddy enough that he was almost convinced that the animatronic staring back at his brother wasn't Frederick.

Goldie left the without even glancing at his brother. Frederick huffed in dismay at his wrinkled clothing and paced over to his dresser, his shoulder brushing Freddy's. Freddy himself was left trying to wrap his head around everything that had happened, echoing questions being the only thing left on his mind when he left Frederick to change in private and get on stage just as the first batch of families began to arrive at the pizzeria.

X.X

*finally crawls out of the depths and screams loudly at the sky*

Holy mother of fanfics this took waaaay too long to write. It was just an endless cycle of rewrite, rewrite, writer's block, rewrite, college, rewrite, lack of inspiration and creativity, rewrite, rewrite, fucking family issues, rewrite, rewrite, exploring another fandom for a bit and reading fanfics from there, rewrite, rewrite, video games, FUCKING. REWRITE. And then, after so long, I was able to finally cook something up. And I got a little help from the Sister Location trailer, which sparked an idea for the third arc.

Still no Springtrap. No new animatronics getting involved. But drama. Lots and lots of drama because that's all I'm really good at WRITING. *Headdesks in exhaustion* But on a serious note, the trailer for Sister Location really did spark inspiration for me. So now I have somewhat of a good idea on how I want to take the third arc. Be prepared for lots of drama, fluff, and possible clichés! No more twists here, because it's quite obvious what I'm implying.

And now for the important part of this.

Thank you! Thank you to those for staying this far, for sticking with this fic, for you continued patience, your helpful suggestions, and for your support. I sincerely hope this chapter was worth the wait, I really do. Hopefully now things will get better from here. I can't guarantee fast updates, but I'll try my hardest for you guys! And gals. And those of unspecified genders.

And I would also like to thank my real life friend Pikafan003 for being there during my darkest moments. He got me away from my drama at home by taking me to see movies, and to dinner one time. So basically he's my knight in shiny armour, even though I friendzone him and he knows it ;p. But thanks again to him.

And now that I've gotten the theatrics out of the way, I'm gonna leaves this chapter here for all to see because it is 2:34 in the morning and I am tired af :D.

And a quick answer to a reader's question: no. I do not have a Wattpad. But I gave someone called LucarioMaster permission to post this fic, and In the Flesh, on that site. So yeah. Hope that answers that.

So yeah, see yall on the flip side! :D *Rolls away*