Fronnie: Passion and Flame

Chapter 11: The Lodge

Fred POV

I sat in the lodge's living room with Bitty and Plush. Plush was a nickname for Patrick but Plush expressed that he heavily despised his birth name. Bitty was also a nickname for Beatrice though I thought her name was lovely. I told them my full name was Frederick, which was the truth, however I was a bit uneasy with releasing that information to strangers. Were they strangers though? They felt like long lost siblings more than anything.

Plush had dirty blonde hair with dark born eyes, his skin was a pale pink that was adorned with dark golden freckles. His hair was messy and unkept, it frilled in all directions. He was shorter than Freddy, 4'10 to be exact. He was perfect for the creepy child aspect in the Fazbear Frights attraction. He also only wore over sized faded clothes with shorts underneath. His shoes were yellow crocs that were muddy and puke green now.

Bitty had white hair with dyed orange hair. Her eyes were a purple hue that made violets jealous. Her hair was long and styled into a side part that seemed to magically stay put without hair spray or gel. She wore tight clothing that made her feminine features stick out. No matter what anyone else said she was going to wear what she wanted because it's was she liked to wear. She wore white shorts with an orange shirt that had a purple bow design on the front side. She wore light makeup that highlighted her natural beauty she already had.

I sat crisscrossed on the couch as they sat across from me on the chaise. I am wearing a dark brown t-shirt that had a small family of bears and cubs. I also wore shorts but they were black and loose. My legs were slightly muscular but not enough to run a 5K.

Bonnie, out of nowhere, appeared and sat next to Plush on the couch. He didn't say a word but I could tell his cold, hard glare of daggers was aimed toward me. I could feel my heart beat increase out of fear... No not fear something else. I'm not sure what it is but I will find out sooner or later. As we continued talking he listened intently. His fair skin was luminescent in the fireplace's glow. He almost looked handsome, if it weren't for the glare he had plastered to face.

Bonnie POV

I was sitting with Spring in his GIANT ASS ROOM THAT HE COULD TOTALLY SHARE WITH ME IF HE WASN'T SUCH AN ASSHOLE!!!!!! He was working on something on his computer, I could tell he was really excited about it because he never looked at me once when we talked. He was just typing and typing and typing away on his keyboard like it was a magical spell. That if he pressed the keys hard enough a magical fairy would appear and give him three wishes or some shit like that. You know what I mean. Point of the story is, he is an ass and he is absolutely is ignoring me.

"Earth to Spring, Spring would you please look at me?" I said as I played with the aglets on my sweatshirt's strings. I wore a lavender hoodie with black skulls printed all over it in a pattern way. My skinny jeans were adorned in holes and frilled strings. So what? I fucking loved them like this and you can't change me no matter what you think. Trust me Spring tried for years.

Finally, after a century of waiting Spring looked over at me. His eyes were like yellowish emeralds. His hair was bleached and green from chlorine. He wore a stupid grin on his face like he always did. That's how you knew he had an idea. "Just say what's on your mind Spring. I can tell you are more excited about that." I said as I rolled my eyes.

He quickly shut his computer and with a chirpy tone spoke, "Nope!" He got up and came over to me. "Don't you have a boyfriend that needs some dick right now?" Spring teased as he made sexual noises and gestures. I punched him in his arm and left the room with a red cloud over my face. I went downstairs to sit by the fire and hopefully catch some Zz's away from Fred. However, as fate would have it, Fred was sitting with Bitty and Plush. They looked like they were having a pleasant conversation when I sat by Plush. I tried to ignore what Spring said but I could think about was what Fred would look like if I were down on my knees, or if he was under me, or over-- WHAT THE FUCK NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!!! I stared into the flames of the fireplace trying to burn those images out of my head until Fred spoke.

"My parents died when I was fairly young. I was kinda on my own since then..No foster home wanted me." He laughed through the pain but I could tell that he wasn't laughing because it was funny. I had laughed that very same laugh. The discomfort, the anxiety, the unknown. It wasn't funny but laughter masked the pain I was feeling. I looked back to Fred to see his normally, ocean blue eyes were covered in a film. As if, a sea foam had engulfed his eyes. It was pathetic and pulled at my heart strings. I wanted to help.

Suddenly, my body moved on its own. I hesitated just for a moment. I walked over to Fred slowly, each step was meaningful and powered by some unknown force. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. Without my consent my lips moved, "Spring and I were abandoned by our parents at a young age.." I was so open, so vulnerable, it makes me sick.

He slowly wrapped his arms around me with hesitance. I could tell he was very uncomfortable but what was I to do? We stayed like this for a moment and it was as if the world stopped moving all together. We were frozen in time and the earth was our bitch.

We were broken from our trance by the flash and pings from cell phones and their owners. MOTHER FUCKIN OWNERS!!!! We both turned at the same time to see Spring holding his phone on the banister that led to the rooms upstairs. He had taken a few pictures and a video.

Like a mad man, I darted towards Spring and left Fred on the couch.

Fred POV

What just happened?

Oh right this happened:

Bitty and Plush were talking about their families and then asked about mine. I told them the partial truth. My parents did die when I was younger. When Goldie was starting to run the family business by himself. Mom and Dad were older and much more simple people. They were caring, understanding, patient, and kind. It destroyed me when I lost both of them... A car crash is a painful way to die. They didn't deserve to die like that...

After I told them that I looked at Bonnie who stared at me for a moment -just a moment- before he walked over to me and embraced me. This was out of character for him, it took me a little bit to realize he was being sincere. "Spring and I were abandoned by our parents at a young age.." His grip tightened on me and I felt tears weld up in my eyes as I felt a tugging at my heart strings. Goldie has hugged me many times in our life time...but never like this... it was like he understood from a deeper meaning... He got me...

He got me...