It Was Meant To Be [A Fronnie Fanfic]

Chapter 3 - Secret Feelings

Thunder was full of rage as she lunged herself at Freddy. Freddy growled as he felt her on his back, clawing on him. Bonnie stood at the doorway, frozen with fear. She didn't know what to do! That is when a loud rip was heard.

Goldie cried in pain as he held his left shoulder. Well...what was left of it. Thunder glared up at Freddy, and shouted. "You are a monster Freddy!" Freddy breathed heavily, backing away.

Thunder growled, getting up and heading his way. Bonnie ran in front of her, blocking her and Freddy.

"What are you doing!?" Thunder scowled at Bonnie. Bonnie spoke to her calmly. "Just calm down, things don't need to get ugly." Thunder groaned as she turned to Goldie. She knelt down and held his severed arm in her hands.

Bonnie turned to Freddy. "Why would you do that?" Bonnie said, really ticked off. Freddy rolled his eyes as he stared at her. "You wouldn't understand." He said coldly. She rolled her eyes and he stared at her. Freddy spoke calmly to her. "I just...can't control my anger okay?"

She sighed as she walked out of the room. Freddy growled at Thunder, and headed her way. Thunder spoke to Goldie. "Don't worry Goldie, I can get Chica or Foxy to fix this." She said with a faint smile. Goldie sweetly smiled back at her.

Bonnie sighed as she sat down in the booth. Chica and Foxy sat across from her as Angel sat next to her. "What's wrong?" Foxy asked, a little nervous. Bonnie sighed and spoke. "It was Freddy. He and Goldie had a fight...Goldie lost his left arm."

Chica gasped at the news. "How could Freddy do such a thing? And to his own brother?" Bonnie gazed her attention to her. "T-They're brothers!?" She said, stunned. Foxy and Chica turned to each other, and nodded their heads. "Yeah...You didn't know that?" Foxy asked, a bit suspicious.

Bonnie spoke. "No...I didn't." Her voice trailed off as Freddy walked out of the back room and into the main room where the all were. He spoke to them harshly.

"Everyone listens to me or else you end up like Goldie. So when I say get Mike, you fucking gey Mike!" Chica and Foxy glanced at each other and put their heads down.

"Why should we?" Bonnie protested. He glared over at her and stared into her bright green eyes. She crossed her arms and spoke firmly. "Mike did nothing to us. Why should we get him?"

Freddy stared at her, before speaking to the others, not moving his eyes. "I want you guys to leave so me and Bonnie can have a little...chat." Chica and the others nodded and left the main room leaving Bonnie with him.

He stared at her for a whole five minutes before speaking. "I know you are new here, but get one thing straight. I am the leader and you all do what your told." He glared at the door where Thunder was at. She glared back, and Freddy spoke again. "Do you understand Bonnie?" He said really mad.

Bonnie smirked and spoke up with a sarcastic tone in her voice. "Yeah, I got it 'leader' , but maybe if you want them to listen to you, you should be less violent and not such a nut job." Freddy glared at her, and spoke up.

"I am not a nut job!" Bonnie smirked and spat something back. "Is that why you tore off your own brother's arm?" Freddy stared into her eyes, and realized something.

Images of Mangle popped into his head when he looked at Bonnie. Bonnie reminded him of Mangle. The sarcasm, the sass, the looks. Freddy blinked and was pulled back to reality.

He smiled at her, and spoke. "I better uh...get back to stage." Bonnie stared at him, a little worried. She and Thunder shared glances as Freddy made his way to stage.

He started to like this purple bunny.

A/N: Sorry this was a short chapter! D: But hey, I promise I will post a new chapter soon! Yay!