The Chili Cheese Dog of Love

Chapter 2

It was a lovely Tuesday evening, Freddy could barely contain his excitement. He and Sonic were going to his favorite restaurant, the Olive Garden, for a romantic evening. Freddy's joints were sweating thinking about the sweet deliciousness of the Olive Garden breadsticks. 

"Are you almost ready to go?" shouted Sonic. 

"I've been ready my whole life, my darling." replied Freddy.

The couple got into their Silver 2007 Toyota Camry which reeked of milk. They had purchased it from an 80 year old milk enthusiast who enjoyed filling up the inside of his car with milk and using it as a hot tub. As they drove down the highway Freddy took a strong whiff of the milk crust which lined the ceiling of the interior. The scent reminded him of the delectable cheese which the Olive Garden staff lovingly grated onto his food.

They arrived and entered through the beautiful and authentic Italian interior. 

"Table for two?" the hostess asked.

"In realtà, tavolo per due," Freddy replied with a smirk on his face. (In realtà, tavolo per due means actually, table for two in Italian). The hostess immediately grasped the baseball bat under her stand. She had a demonic yet soulful look in her eyes and was ready to beat Freddy into oblivion. She couldn't stand having to deal with another spaghettiboo. Luckily, her manager walked by and subtly gestured to a sign above the front door which read "5 days without an aggravated assault". She calmed down and took the couple to their booth. 

Authors Note: A spaghettiboo is the Italian version of a weaboo. 

As Freddy walked to his seat he felt as though he was in the Italian countryside with the Italian wind blowing through his Italian sun-kissed fur. 

"Did you know I'm actually one quarter Italian?" Sonic queried. Freddy nearly fainted when he heard this. He began convulsing and salivating profusely. As he convulsed saliva droplets sprayed across the restaurant and many gently landed in the food of the other customers. 

"At least our food might have some flavor now," one customer quipped.

"Are you ok Freddy?" Sonic asked. He held him to try and stop the convulsions. Freddy quickly gained his composure.

"Sorry Sonic, I just couldn't believe that two of my biggest loves, you and Italy could be combined into one package." Sonic blushed as they sat down in their seats. Sonic ordered a Coca-Cola for his beverage while Freddy brought his limited edition Darth Dew Mountain Dew Slurpee for such a special occasion. Freddy had fallen in love with Darth Dew ever since 2005 when released as a theatrical promotion for Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. He even had the limited edition slurpee cup to go along with it. Following the discontinuation of the slurpee flavor, Freddy went on a violent rampage through every Mountain Dew warehouse in the U.S., Egypt, Zimbabwe. He then tried for years to recreate the flavor, but to no success. Now Freddy saves the original 2005 Darth Dew syrup for extremely special occasions- like tonight. 

Sonic began telling Freddy about his long day at the office, but a whiff from the kitchen overtook Freddy's mind. It was none other than the aroma of the Unlimited Breadsticks. There were few pleasures in this world greater than an OG breadstick for Freddy. Every night he dreamt of stuffing his face with the warm, buttery, cylindrical goodness. Freddy had already been kicked out of 27 Olive Gardens, mostly located in Puerto Rico and Brazil, for consuming all the breadsticks on the premises.  As the breadsticks descended upon the table Freddy prepared his body. He took a breadstick, placed it under his nose and took a long smell, it was pure bliss. 

As Freddy performed the Bite of '87 upon the delicious olive garden breadsticks, Sonic looked up to thank their waiter for the inevitable stomach pains they would be having from their meal, but froze. Her beautiful hair from her tail reached all the way to the floor and tickled his toes, and her coat was beautiful and yellow, the shade of a really healthy piss. He was stunned by how magnificent she was, but Freddy seemed shocked. 

"Is that you, Fredbear?" Fluttershy giggled. "It's been so long."

"Since I last have seen my son lost to this monster," Freddy said, his face going red from embarrassment. 

"You two know each other?" Sonic gasped. He was sure that he was the only extremely sexy mammal in his life, and yet this gorgeous pony stood between them. And "Fredbear" was his secret nickname that he called Freddy during their tickle time! His face wrinkled with distain. 

"Didn't you move to the west coast? I thought you had an acting job!" Freddy asked. 

"Oh yes, I did. But, the fame was too much for me and I moved back here. Besides, Hollywood lacked my dietary needs and-"

"This is the only town where you can find milk soaked socks for $2!" They laughed in unison.

"Of course," Freddy said, "I know how much you loved dipping my sweaty socks in some milk for dinner!"

Sonic looked extremely distraught. He'd never seen Freddy so enamored by someone before. He began to ball his fists, and opaque white tears formed in his eyes (he cries ejaculation when he is extremely upset)

"I-I think we should just order our food now, right Freddy?" Sonic begged. Freddy could tell his parter was upset about something, but figured he was just in pain from not eating anything for 32 days.

"Yes, I'm getting quite famished over here," Freddy patted his big, fat, furry, bear belly. He had already eaten the whole basket of breadsticks during this entire ordeal. 

"Okay then," Fluttershy pulled her notepad out from between her pony toes, and gripped a pencil with her two front teeth, prepared to take their order. "What'll you two like?" She said in perfect english. 

"I'll take the Chicken Parmigiana, the Shrimp Scampi, a 6 oz, Sirloin prepared as rare as a human child, and the Family Style Lasagna Bundle." Freddy exclaimed within 3 seconds. 

"And you?" Fluttershy gestured to Sonic with her eyeballs. 

"Oh, my friend here would like the Spaghetti and Meatballs- EXTRA MEATY." Freddy laughed.

"Of course, I'll be right back with your order then!" She trotted back to the kitchen, and sonic could see her trample several small children within the aisle. 

Trying to ignore the screams, Sonic asked Freddy, "why did you tell her we're just friends?"

"Oh, I guess I just wasn't thinking right." Freddy could sense the tension in the room. Sonic had lifted his feet off the ground, and was mere seconds away from becoming super sonic. The screams were finally quieting down, and Freddy knew that this would become another scene, just like when Sonic shit himself when they were trying on pants at Old Navy. 

"And," Sonic was fuming at this point, "you didn't even introduce me to her at all!" He flew up from his seat, his previously blue quills turning a shade of piss yellow similar to that of Fluttershy. Semen began pouring out from his eyes. 

"Sonic, this is all one big misunderstanding! Please, you know I love you and only you!"

"How do you know her then," Sonic asked, "is she your ex-girlfriend, Fredbear?" Freddy sighed. The other patrons of olive garden began to notice the scene. Even Luisa Fernandez, who was complaining about her tilapia being way too overcooked, became intrigued by the disaster that was unfolding. 

Sonic quickly flew into a wall and out of the Olive Garden, the debris falling onto the previously crushed children and into the food of nearby tables. 

"Wow, this really changed the texture of my alfredo! 5 Stars!" Shouted the local critic. 

Fluttershy ran to their table to comfort Freddy," is everything ok, Fredbear?"

He looked up at her with tears in his eyes, activating his spring lock mechanism to activate and he took a huge bite out of the olive garden table. Fluttershy wrapped her wing around him as he chewed on the table.

"I-I don't know what to do." Freddy cried, with bits of wood in his mouth. Once again, their relationship was in shambles. But this time, Freddy didn't know if he could fix it. 

- to be continued -