Foxy x Bonnie [A Fnaf Fanfic]

-Socializing- 2/2

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       Foxy strides into the kitchen after swinging the doors open and grins. "How ya doin', lass?" He exclaimed, before leaning on the center table with his arms crossed as he watches Chica fumble around.

       "Eek!" Chica shouts; perking up from watching her pre-baked freezer cupcakes - since that's the best and only cupcakes you could get from Freddy Fazbear's Pizza - and hitting her head like last time before rubbing it and turning to see Foxy with an uneasy smile. "Ehe, hey Foxy..."

       Foxy chuckles and pats her on the shoulder, looking a little more alert despite how relaxed he may look leaning against the table. "You alright there?" He questions, concerned.

       Chica nods and smiles before Foxy ruffles up the feathers on the top of her head with a chuckle. Chica giggles and swats his hand away after a moment. "Hah, Foxy!"

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       Bonnie looked over towards the kitchen doors, not being able to see what's happening over with Chica and Foxy, but not being curious enough to find out.

       Freddy calls his name from the storage closet and waves, trying to get his attention but Bonnie doesn't look. Shouting a little louder, Bonnie finally hears him this time and perks up, scurrying over to Freddy. "S-Sorry, Fred. I'm still getting used to these new names."

       "That's alright, Bon. 'Still getting used to you calling me Fred as well." Freddy says with a chuckle and a wink before turning his attention to the storage closet. "Could you lend a hand here?" He asks, looking over at a box on a shelf's higher section that Freddy can't reach. "I saw that box, and... something just felt different about it." He admits suspiciously.

       "Sooo... You want to find out what's inside?" Bonnie questions. Freddy nods and motions his head over to the shelf again. "So, you think you can get it for me?" He pleads. "Hmm... Sounds interesting: I'm down." Bonnie says before looking down at a platform thingy and carefully stepping on it, making sure it's stable before cautiously looking up to grab the box.

       He gets a hold on it, and slowly pulls it back since it's a bit heavy, and he dodges some papers falling from on top of it. He manages to get the box off the shelf, and brings it down with a grunt from its weight, loosing his balance a bit. Freddy's eyes widen when he realizes Bonnie might fall, and he holds his waist carefully with a concerned look as Bonnie steps off.

       Bonnie blushes and looks back at Freddy after stepping off of the little wobbly platform. "Here's your box..." Bonnie says with an embarrassed tone as he carefully holds it out for Freddy. "Ah, thanks...- Whoa!" Freddy cuts himself off, trying to hold the weight of the box in his hands, and Bonnie quickly takes it back with a gasp so Freddy won't hurt himself.

       "Are you alright, Freddy?" Bonnie asks, looking down at him with concern. "Yes, yes, I'm alright." Freddy says as he brushes his hands off. "Boy, is that box dusty!" Freddy exclaims, causing Bonnie to look down at his own arms and hands, realizing that the box was in fact dusty. "Aw, biscuit..."

       Freddy looks up at Bonnie with a raised eyebrow, and speaks curiously. "What's a biscuit?" Bonnie looks up at Freddy and thinks for a second. "I don't know. Must be part of my programming. Let's see what's in this box!" Bonnie says enthusiastically. Freddy smiles and they both walk out of the storage room, and Bonnie sets the box on one of the dining tables.

       They both stand over it, looking down at it hesitantly and waiting for the other to open it anxiously. Bonnie finally says something and looks up at Freddy. "So, are you gonna open it?" Freddy responds saying: "I'm scared to." Bonnie nods and look down at the box. "Me too." he admits before slowly reaching for it after a moment of silence and building up courage.