TMNT/FNAF/Creepypasta/Undertale FanFic Oneshots! (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Freddy X Goldie (Human)

Goldie sits backstage, listening to the performance at the birthday party.  He remembered when he was the one on the stage... singing, dancing... until the accident.  He sighs and props his cheek against his fist.

"The Fazbear Crew (idk XD) will be back after a short intermission." A voice says over the intercom.  Goldie looks up as the three animatronics walk out and somewhere backstage.  Freddy walks by with a bright smile on his features.  Goldie blushes a little and smiles too.

"How you doin', Goldie?" He looks up to see Bonnie and Chica.

"F-Fine, I guess." He mumbles with a small shrug.

"When will you tell him?" Chica asks.

"When I'm ready." Goldie sighs.  "That's the umpteenth time I've told you that.  Just leave me be, I can do just fine on my own, thanks." He grumbles.

"What's umpteen mean?" Chica asks.

"Infinite." Goldie says.  "Please, just go and get ready for your performance or something; as long as it has nothing to do with me." He glares at them and turns his head to the side.  Bonnie and Chica glare at him and storm off in Freddy's direction.  "Annoying b*tches." Goldie rolls his eyes.  He peeks through the crack in the curtains at the tons of kids standing by the stage, wanting to see more of the performance.  "Geez, what a big birthday party." He mumbles.  A birthday for one kid was usually around 10-15 people, but there were at least 50!

"Eh-hem." Goldie turns to see Freddy, arms folded, with a displeased look on his face.  Standing behind the brunette was Bonnie and Chica.  Freddy holds out his hand and Goldie shrugs.

"W-What?" He backs away from him.

"Give me my mic." Freddy demands.

"Your mic? B-But I don't have-" Bonnie and Chica smirk and point to his pocket.  He pulls out the mic and instead of his name on it, it said Freddy Fazbear.  He blushes darkly and hands the mic to Freddy.

"I-I don't understand how that got-" Freddy cuts Goldie off with a nasty glare.

"You need to knock it off." Goldie's face fell and he hangs his head.  "This whole thing with taking my things needs to end now." Freddy barks.

"But I don't take them!" Goldie frowns.

CRACK!

Goldie holds his cheek where Freddy had slapped him.

"That's so insulting for you to just lie in my face.  You know how much I hate cheaters and liars." Freddy hisses and stomps away.

"What the h*ll is wrong with you!" Goldie barks at Bonnie and Chica.

"Are you seriously bringing this out on them?" Freddy turns to the blonde.

"Because they're the ones who make my life miserable because I don't have the guts to even say a word to you!" Goldie falls to his knees, holding the sides of his head.  "Just leave me alone... all of you..." His eyes start to cloud black and white.  Bonnie and Chica walk out onto the stage as Freddy walks over to Goldie.  The blonde looks up at the brunette.  Freddy hands him a mic and walks away with no emotion.  Goldie turns over over the mic and sees it was his.  There was a little note taped to the handle.

'Meet me in the office after the show.'

Goldie blushes a little but tries to make it go away.  The note could mean Freddy wants to yell at him some more.  How could Goldie know it was so Freddy would say he loved him?

"Qui dit étude dit travail, qui dit taf te dit les thunes, qui dit argent dit dépenses, qui dit crédit dit créance, qui dit dette te dit huissier," Goldie looks up and peeks out the curtains and sees the trio already continuing their performance.  He remembered the birthday boy is French.  Makes sense on why they're singing Alors On Danse by Stromae.  "Et lui dit assis dans la merde.  Qui dit Amour dit les gosses, dit toujours et dit divorce.  Qui dit proches te dis deuils car les problèmes ne viennent pas seul.  Qui dit crise te dis monde dit famine dit tiers- monde.  Qui dit fatigue dit réveille encore sourd de la veille, alors on sort pour oublier tous les problèmes.  Alors On Danse, Alors On Danse, Alors On Danse, Alors On Danse, Alors On Danse, Alors On Danse, Alors On Danse, Alors On Danse, Alors On Danse."

~*~

Goldie teleports over to the office and sits in the chair and spins around.   The chair suddenly stops moving and Freddy walks in front of him.

"Mind telling me what's going on, Goldie?" Freddy folds his arms with an emotionless poker face.

"There's something that me, Bonnie, and Chica know and they keep bugging me to tell you and they make fun of me for keeping it from you.  They try to make it look like I'm obsessed with you and take your things and get you fired up.  I try to keep my distance when you're upset, but it's difficult when those numskulls make matters worse." Goldie pulls his knees to his chest and rests his chin on his knees.  He turns his gaze up at Freddy and bites his lip.  "Are you mad?"

"I'm not mad.  I'm just confused." Freddy drops his arms and sits on the edge of the desk.  "What is this thing you won't tell me?" Goldie slides his hat over his face to hide his dark blush.  "Is it bad?" Freddy tilts his head to the side.

"Depends on how you take it." Goldie mumbles.  Freddy tries to pull Goldie's hat away from his face.  "Nue!"

"C'mon, don't hide your face from me." Freddy giggles and pulls Goldie up.

"Freddy!" Goldie falls with Freddy on top of him.  Goldie rests the hat on his face and grabs at Freddy's wrists and keeps them away.  Freddy picks the hat up with his teeth and smirks.  Goldie blushes more and Freddy spits his dark blue hat out.

"Why are you hiding your blush? It's adorable." Freddy smiles.  Goldie blushes more and Freddy helps him up.

"Y-Y-You t-think I-I'm ad-dorable?" Goldie sputters.

"Of course." Freddy giggles and takes Goldie's hat and dusts it off and plops it on the blonde's head.

"B-B-But..." Goldie stammers and Freddy wraps his arms around him and presses his lips to the blonde's.

"Bonnie and Chica told me everything.  I said they'd have to wash the backstage top to bottom for taking my things and blaming it on you." Freddy shrugs with a small blush.

"S-So you like me back?" Goldie asks.  Freddy nods and pecks his cheek.

~*~

Goldie wakes up and stretches his arms out and grabs his hat and plops it on his head.  He yawns and trudges out of backstage and sees Bonnie and Chica storm in there with cleaning supplies.

"Good luck." Goldie sneers and Bonnie and Chica glare at him.

"Nice hat.  I wonder where you got it." Chica huffs.  Goldie raises an eyebrow and takes it off and his eyes widen.  It was black instead of dark blue.  Freddy walks in with his dark blue hat and Goldie hides the hat behind his back.

"Morning, Goldie." Freddy smiles.  Goldie stares at the hat on Freddy's head and the brunette frowns a little.  "What's the matter?" He tilts his head to the side.

"T-The... m-my..." The blonde stutters out and Freddy takes the hat off and chuckles.

"You have my hat?" Freddy asks.  Goldie pulls the black hat from behind his back and he smiles meekly.

"You know you don't have your hat?" Goldie asks.

"Duh.  I can tell the difference between dark blue and black." Freddy shrugs.

"You don't care?" Goldie asks.

"Nope.  I did before because I was scared you'd know I like you." Freddy blushes.

"But you thought it was me taking them..." Goldie frowns.

"I knew it was Bonnie and Chica the whole time.  At first I wasn't sure, then I caught a glimpse of them taking my mic.  I didn't want you to know about my feelings.  I'm sorry for yelling at you before." Freddy rubs his forearm and Goldie chuckles and kisses Freddy's nose, making it honk.  Foxy pokes his head out from Pirate's Cove and snickers.

"Aye, I knew they'd get together sooner or later." He chuckles.