Proprietorial - Glamrock Bonnie X FemReader

Friends in High Places.

"Dad, please. It's not what it looks like," you pleaded to Freddy dramatically and pushed Bonnie aside. He fell forwards into the bed with an 'oof'. Freddy knitted his brows and looked nervous as you approached him.

"I-I do not care what you do in your spare time, Miss (Y/N). But I'm afraid Bonnie will not be able to give you the sustenance you require to get rid of your sickness," He said. You heard Bonnie shuffle behind you and tensed as you felt him brush against your backside.

"What did you just say?" Bonnie requested Freddy repeat himself with a threatening tone. Freddy erased his nervous expression and smiled at the rabbit with sincerity. He calmly grabbed your hand and pulled you away from Bonnie, covering both your ears.

"I asked you to watch over her, NOT TO MAKE ROMANTIC ADVANCES ON HER!" Freddy lectured. You weren't sure if he knew his hands weren't really blocking any sound.

Bonnie rolled his eyes and leaned against a nearby wall.

"I did not do such things." He said, flicking his eyes down at you then back up to Freddy.

"I saw you, Bonnie. I entrusted you with (Y/N)'s well-being and you were selfish, instead,"

Freddy was a little conflicted. It was his idea to bring you to Bonnie in hopes of the two of you getting closer- but he didn't expect you to get this close within a matter of hours.

"Well, you saw wrong. You don't know the first thing about 'romantic advances'," the corner of Bonnie's lips twitched into a sly smirk. You felt Freddy shuffle, making you look back at him. He was glaring at Bonnie, hands still on your ears.

"And? So, what if I don't? You're telling me you do?" Freddy let out a hearty chuckle and you resisted the urge to tell Bonnie he got roasted...now's not the time. Bonnie's smirk faded and he looked at you once more, thinking.

"Maybe not. But I'd like to think I've come a hell of a lot closer to it than you have," He snarled.

"Uh, yeah. I KNOW. I SAW!" Freddy revisited his main point and Bonnie beat around the bush, avoiding it.

"Maybe you should take your...offspring and go. If you ask nicely, she may be able to take a look at those eyes of yours. Starting to see things, old man," Bonnie shoved past Freddy, shoulder plates colliding as he exited the stage.

"O-...OLD MAN?! WE ARE THE SAME AGE!" Freddy called out to him.

You and Freddy both watched him as he walked away from the two of you and headed towards the doorway he had come out of a couple days prior. You caught his gaze just before the door shut behind him.

Something about it said he was...sad. You frowned softly just before doubling over into a coughing fit.

"He's right, I should take you back to my green room...I'll see what I can find in the kitchen for you to eat," Freddy released your head from his hands and outstretched his arm for you to hold. You smiled weakly and hugged his arm, ready to go back to his room.

"Thank you, Fredman,"

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"I KNOW IT WAS YOU, YOU SAD PUNK WANNABE!!" You chased Monty around gator golf with a purple golf club in-hand.

"I didn't take shit from ya' cher!" He speed walked in every direction to avoid getting pummeled by you.

You, however, eventually ran out of breath.

"You're an awful liar, gator! And when I find my tools, I'm going to use them to turn you into a fucking go-kart!" You swore at him as he disappeared into some synthetic brush. Some family passing by shielded their children from your episode, careful not to corrupt them.