The Great War

={Chapter 35: View Into All Their Lives}=

={WARNING: BLOOD, MENTION OF DEATH, MENTION OF PAST TRAUMA AND CHILD ABUSE, FLUFF, MAKE-OUT, MENTION OF SEX/SEXUAL IMPLICATIONS AND CUSSING}=

"Safe travels!" Golden practically yelled as he and Bryan stood outside the front door, waving their goodbyes to Otso as he headed back to his kingdom, SpringTrap's letter in his hands. Molten didn't like to admit it, but he was kind of happy Otso was leaving, sure, he didn't worry about how close Bryan and Otso are anymore, but he still didn't like the guy much. "Well, now we just wait for SpringTrap to come by and tell us what the human king says about the truce, which will probably be a few days," Golden stated with a relieved sigh as he shut the front door behind himself and Bryan. "Yea, oh, and hey Golden? I'm not sure if I ever said this yet, so, thank you for letting me and Molten stay with you for so long, it really helped us out, and it means a lot," Bryan stated in response with a warm smile, sitting down next to Molten on the three-person couch, and Golden followed, putting Bryan in the middle between Molten and Golden. "No problem! I don't mind at all, I like having company anyways, plus I understand your situation. Anyone's welcome to stay as long as they'd like, I took Michael in almost five years ago now actually," Golden replied with the same friendly tone and smile as always, it made Molten wonder, how the hell was this guy so cheerful all the time when he's an outcast? Bryan and Golden continued to chat while Molten simply observed the conversations, adding a few words to the conversation every now and then, he never got worried about Golden and Bryan's relationship, probably because Golden is always so nice to Molten, too, and he's with SpringTrap.

In the middle of Bryan's sentence, Golden let out a slight laugh, which caught Bryan's attention easily. "What?" Bryan asked with a confused smile as he slightly tilted his head, and Golden pointed over Bryan's shoulder. Bryan turned his head and realized that Molten was dead asleep, his head leaning on Bryan's shoulder, he wasn't sure how, but Bryan didn't even notice that Molten had ever placed his head on his shoulder. "Oh, I guess he was tired," Bryan stated with a smile as he turned back to Golden, speaking with a lower tone to avoid waking Molten, and carefully wrapping an arm around Molten's shoulders as he leaned his back against the back of the couch, making Molten readjust his head in his sleep, pressing his face against Bryan's neck with his cheek laying on Bryan's shoulder. "Mhm, you two stay up late last night or something?" Golden asked in response with a small smirk, which further confused Bryan. "Uh, no, why are you looking at me like at?" Bryan replied, giving Golden a confused expression, earning a small laugh from the bear. "You're too innocent, I'm gonna guess you're a virgin, yeah?" Golden replied with a chuckle, holding his hand in a loose fist in front of his face as he laughed. "Uhm, y-yeah, why? What do you mean?" Bryan asked in response, his confusion only growing, now accompanied by some nervousness at Golden's odd question. "No reason. Anyways, I'll be right back, you want a snack or anything? Imma put on a movie," Golden stated, along with a question, as he hopped up and walked towards the kitchen. "Popcorn and some soda?" Bryan asked in response with a smile, earning a laugh from Golden. "Exactly what I was thinking," Golden stated before disappearing into the kitchen. Golden came back a few minutes later with two bags of hot popcorn and two cans of Coke, handing one bag and one can to Bryan, setting his own popcorn and soda on the coffee table, before walking back out of the room, now heading towards his bedroom. Golden came back into the living room with a bright smile, holding two pillows and two thick blankets, he handed Bryan a pillow and a blanket, before walking over and laying down on the two person couch, getting comfortable as he and Bryan began talking about what to watch.

Michael woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside his window, bright, morning sunlight shining through his window and casting a warm glow on the floor. Michael let out a tired sigh through his nose as he gently and slowly climbed out of Ennard's grasp and got out of bed, Ennard was for some reason getting more clingy recently. Michael heard the blankets on his bed shuffle, and he turned to see Ennard moving a bit, sliding his arm around where Michael previously was. Michael grabbed a large pillow and carefully moved it to Ennard's chest, smiling as he watched Ennard grasp onto the pillow and cuddle it, falling right back into a deep sleep, this was an amazing example of Ennard's increased clingy behavior. Michael walked over to his closet, opened the doors and quickly pulled out a plain black t-shirt, slipping it over his body before he walked out of the bedroom. Michael headed towards the kitchen to make a cup of coffee for himself, and some toast for Ennard, when he froze in slight confusion in the living room. Golden was tangled up in a thick blanket on the two-person couch, sleeping with his arm hanging off the couch, and Bryan and Molten were sleeping together on the three-person couch with Molten laying on Bryan's stomach, the two holding each other tightly. Michael shrugged the scene off and continued to the kitchen, getting a pot of coffee to brew as he made some toast. Michael jumped a bit when a knock was heard from the front door, he put down the pot of coffee he was about to pour into a cup, and headed for the living room. Golden, Bryan and Molten were still sleeping, so he opened the front door slowly, and let out an annoyed huff through his nose as he saw SpringTrap. Michael pushed SpringTrap back harshly and stepped outside, shutting the front door behind him, and glaring at SpringTrap, waiting for SpringTrap to say why he's here. "Hey kiddo, is Golden making breakfast?" SpringTrap asked with a small smile. "First of all, don't call me that, and second, no, he's still sleeping, what do you want?" Michael replied harshly as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh-, sorry-, uhm. I was going to tell Golden that I got a response letter already from the other kingdom," SpringTrap stated with a now nervous tone as he backed up a bit, clearly uncomfortable. "Well? What did he say?" Michael asked in response, ignoring SpringTrap's apology. "He said that he'd accept the truce, but he wants to discuss the terms of the truce, and stated that I could decide wether we do that in person or through more letters," SpringTrap replied quickly, crossing his arms over his chest, too, a sudden expression of discomfort crossing his face. Before Michael could reply, SpringTrap let out a cough, the cough slowly turning into a bad coughing fit, and SpringTrap held up his pointer finger to indicate that he needs a minute, before turning around and walking away quickly into the forest. The fact that SpringTrap walked off over a coughing fit caught Michael's curiosity, so Michael sighed at himself before carefully following SpringTrap.