Four Best Friends 2: A New Perspective

Chapter 14: Broken

Chapter 14: Broken

[Two months in the future, Wolfie's POV]

It's been about a couple days since the big party. Bonnie sometimes talked about Freddy and Chica but this was actually the first time we saw them! Secret was excited, at least more than I thought he would be.

Now I'm here, trapped playing video games with him. He won every time... It didn't even matter what game we played; whether it was Battlefield or scrabble! Currently we were playing Mario Kart Wii. He didn't hold any world records or anything, not even on the top ten list, but damn he was good at the game.

We were both using the Classic Controller Pro, a black controller that looks like the playstation one. The only difference was that you could he furious clicking from his side of the couch.

I looked back up at the dim screen. The top half was occupied by a bandana wearing monkey named Funky Kong and the bottom half was taken up by the queen of the galaxy, Rosalina. Apparently Secret did some research and found out that "Funk Kong" had the best character vehicle combination in the game. I didn't really care though; I kind of just like playing with him.

After about a minute Secret shouted in excitement as his character crossed the finish line first. I looked to my left and there he was, smiling like it was the first time he's ever beat me at this game.

"Hold on..." He whispered and jumped up from the couch. "I'll make us something to eat!" He skipped into the kitchen, his aura made of colorful bubbles that bounced into each other but never broke.

Oh yeah, by the way Secret loves to cook. He's always making me some random dish or something. He's quite good at is also. I swear he could be on Chopped or any show like that but he always says that'll never happen.

Also he's been bur-

"OW!" A high pitched scream came from the kitchen. It kind of sounded like if you were to take a chainsaw straight to a cat's face...

Tiny little sparks shot off in my brain and I quickly got up from the couch and pushed open the wooden door.

"You okay, Secret?" I had to ask before even looking at the damage. Luckily, when I looked over, his index and middle finger were just turning a dark shade of black. If that's even a thing.

"Yeah it's just a little burn, I'll be alright." He whimpered like a lost puppy. His hair fell into is eyes making it impossible to look at him straight. He was also wearing a little white apron that was loosely tied in the back.

"I'll keep cooking Wolfie, I'm fine..." He whispered and walked back over to the stove. He had a pan, drizzled with dissolving cooking oil, that sitting on top of it. The oven was set to 400 degrees and the burning light from within it radiated a warm aura. Did he really need to cook all of this though? And for me of all people?

My heart seemed to twist and turn in my ribcage. The little red flecks on my cheeks started to flare up. I usually didn't blush but all of the little things he did for me was kind of flattering, and I'm the one who's suppose to be taking care of him... I guess I'm doing a bad job at that.

I shook my head and looked at the ground. We had regular tiled floor in this part of the house, and Secret is usually the one that cleans it...

What am I talking about! I mentally slapped myself for being so weak. That's not the person I'm known as. Hell I'm acting more like Secret right now!

"Okay. I'll be in the family room if you need me; I want to talk to you." Before leaving the kitchen I glanced back at the boy standing near the stove. He was in the middle of opening a high cabinet, probably looking for some materials.