Broken Little Pieces (Glam. Freddy/Glam. Bonnie x Monty)

Bubbles

*GASP sorry for the wait, took a minute to figure out where I wanted this tale to go, deciding on two endings, but we'll see. Anyways thanks for reading this uhhhhmmm nonsense; I promise the plots gonna get heavier soooooonnn

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"FREDDY?! What the hell happened in there? We heard a loud crash." The wolf called, voice straining.

"Shit." The bear growled, plodding towards the door as the reptile frantically shoved Gregory inside him, the hatch closing just as the door swung open.

Roxanne stood with pinned ears; Chica stood beside her with crossed arms. She's been fixed since he last saw her.

"Eeugghh, Freddy, the hell happened in here?" Chica grimaced, eyeing the mess before freezing on the reptile, "And why he here too?"

Monty flinched at her harsh tone; she was great at changing face to whatever best suited her at the time. He wouldn't doubt if she acted like an angel once Freddy left.

Freddy cocked his head, eyes remaining blank, "Oh, all this, just a little mishap. But either way, it's nothing to worry about." The bear plastered a smile onto his face, eyes hollow and devoid of emotion.

Chica rolled her eyes, stepping closer, "Stop lying to me; why are you with him all of a sudden? Thought you hated his guts?"

Freddy's mouth twitched, smile falling from his face, "Chica, maybe I wasn't clear enough. It's none of your fucking business."

The hen scoffed, pointing a finger into his chest, "You know, you should try being a bit nicer sometimes. Who knows how much time you have left up front."

Freddy clenched his fist, "Is that a threat, little bird?" his every word tainted with venom, snarl reverberating in his throat.

Chica flinched, pulling away, "N-no, never mind. Anyways," she glanced at the reptile, "Give us the  kid; we all know you have him, Monty."

"No, a-ah' don't have him..."

The hen rolled her eyes, "You are a terrible liar, Roxanne, if you could be a dear?"

Roxanne smirked, shoving past the bear to press a nail into Monty's stomach, "Oh really? Why don't you open that little hatch of yours and prove it?"

The reptile shook his head, "Yea, no thanks, ya really should try trusting people more often instead."

"Fucking open it, now. We know you're hiding him." Roxanne snapped, digging her fingers under the paneling of his stomach.

Monty froze; if he moved, she'd pull it off; the things were elementary to get into; he'd lost his more than once to the children climbing on him. Her nails bit into metal; he could feel the plate begin the dent, a soft hiss escaping his lungs. 

Roxy was thrown off the next moment, crashing into the wall with a gasp as she held her head, glaring up at the bear. Freddy watched her, frame radiating with pure rage, eyes black as tar, a scowl deeply embedded into his lips.

"Freddy, what the hell-" 

"Shut up." The bear snapped his words laden with poison as he took a slow step towards her.

"Freddy, you can't be serious. Why would you protect that gecko?"

"I said, SHUT UP!" He slammed his fist into the wall just beside her head, mere inches from having crushed her skull, plaster falling onto her gray fur as she froze, his voice still booming inside her ears.