Well, the pizzeria was in utter chaos. The moment the clock had struck midnight to signal that it was now April 1st, all hell had broken loose. The annual Prank War had begun.
Normally, the Prank War wasn't too bad, but now the new animatronics were involved, and both Marionette and BB were on pranking frenzies. The pizzeria was a warzone now!
"Utter stupidity," Goldie sighs to himself, raking his fingers through his hair as he walks down the hall.
Maybe the Prank War was fun for the others, but Goldie hated it. After all, someone had to pick up once it was all over...
A shriek made him jump. He calmed down quickly though. Probably just one of the girls falling victim to a prank. Maybe Mangle or Chica, or even Toy Chica. But...What if it was you?
Goldie doubted Freddy or Bonnie would lay a single finger on you, but Marionette and BB just might.
Curious, Goldie followed his paranormal instincts to one of the party rooms. True, you were there, but you weren't exactly some victim. Judging by the pie remains, it was poor Chica. You were giggling a little farther away, while Mangle looked devastated.
"Chica, I'm so sorry!" the white-haired girl gasps, "I-I tripped! I didn't mean to!!"
"It's all over my dress!" Chica wails.
"You can change, and we'll help clean you off, Chica," you assure her, "Besides, it was almost like a classic prank-pie in the face! Fitting since today is April Fools..."
"Ahem," Goldie says.
All three girls jump with a start, looking to him sharply.
"Goldie!" Mangle gasps.
"Uh-oh. Busted," Chica mumbles.
"Weren't you three supposed to be helping set up for a kid's birthday since we're understaffed today?" Goldie raises a brow.
"Uhm...Yeah, but..." you say awkwardly.
"Please tell me that wasn't from one of the guests for the party?" Goldie pales, "That pie was not one of the things you were meant to set out, right?"
"I tripped..."Mangle whimpers.
"The owner's going to be furious," Goldie sighs.
"Hey, it not that bad," you say, "It was an accident. I'm sure the owner and the party guests will understand."
"Well, we'll still need some sort of replacement."
"Or we can destroy all of the pies and say we never got them," Mangle pipes up.
"Good idea, Mangle," Chica says, picking up the second pie and slamming it in the girl's face.
"The hell, Chica?!" Mangle cries
Chica, surprisingly, seemed unfazed, wiping a bit of pie from her cheek and licking her fingers clean, "Yummy."
"April Fools, Mang," Chika giggles, ruffling Mangle's hair.
You smile, then glance at a rather distressed Goldie, "What about you?" you tease, holding up the third and final pie on the table.
He gives you a nervous smile, "I think I'll pass...I don't really like pie anyways..." Goldie says backing away (btw He's afraid to be pranked by girls)
"CHAAAARGE!!!" Chica yells, lunging for him.
Mangle follows her lead, and before he knew it both girls had him pinned. You followed up with the pie, smearing it all over his face with a laugh.
"Dammit, (Y/N)!" he cries.
"April Fools, Goldie!" you giggle.
"April Fools!" Mangle and Chica chorus.
"You pranked me?!"
"Yeah," you grin, "But, hey, at least we didn't do anything as elaborate as what Freddy wanted us to do."
"You organized a fake party just to throw a pie in my face?" Goldie sighs.
"Actually, no. We really were supposed to be setting up for the party, but we bought the pies, not the guests," Chika explains.
"Yep," you nod, swiping a bit of whipped cream off of Goldie's cheek with your finger and licking it clean, "Lemon-flavored-yummy."
"Glad you enjoyed it," Goldie says dryly.
You smile and lean down to kiss him, "Love ya, Goldie."
"Ewww!! PDA!" Chica teases.
"Mhm, like you have room to complain," you tease, "You and Foxy aren't very secretive either, you know."
She blushes.
"C'mon, Goldie. Let's get you cleaned up," you say, getting up.
He stands as well, and you lead him out into the hallway.
"Guess we should wash up, too..." you hear Chica murmur to Mangle.
"Hey, (Y/n)?"
You glance up at Goldie, "Yeah?"
He smears a fair amount of pie on your face, and you yelp, "Goldie!!"
He laughs and kisses your cheek, "Hey, I deserved a little bit of revenge. Love you, (Y/n)."
After a brief pause, you smile and lace your fingers with his, leaning your head against his shoulder as you both continue down the hallway, "Love you, too, Goldie."
