All Through The Year (FNaF High School)

Love Tangled

"Jerk," Was all Freddy said before running away to follow Chica. He found her sitting on the sidewalk, sobbing.
"I... I'm so stupid," Chica said between sobs, "I shouldn't have confessed."
"You did the right thing," Freddy told her, putting an arm around her for comfort.
"Making myself look stupid in front of a crowd?" Chica said, not looking at Freddy.
"No, getting the heavy feeling off your chest. That feeling would've haunted you forever. You were also right about Bonnie, no one can replace him. He has a special place in our hearts and in this band, we need him. So we're not gonna replace him, we're gonna get him back. You hear me? We're going to get him back," Freddy encouraged her. His voice sounded so soft but confident, like he was certain they will get Bonnie back. Chica found herself falling again, this time she hoped someone would catch her.

"Okay, guys. Project Zero-One in action!" Fred said confidently, "Also called Project The Toys!"
Chickee chuckled at his childish voice, "You're so cute!" Fred felt his cheeks heat up, but Bonbon growled.
"First, I'm a bread. Now, I'm a toy!" He complained, "Is there anyway we can make the name cooler?"
"But I like the toys," Chickee said, which got Fred to agree.
"The Toys is totally cool and you know it," Fred said, grinning.
"This isn't about the coolest band name contest anyway, it's about beating our siblings to the best band ever! If we attract more crowds then they do, we'll win for sure!" He added.
"That's no challenge, Bonnie already left that band. The battle's won even if we haven't started, they don't have guitarist," Bonbon said, strumming the strings of his guitar.
"They could easily replace him," Fred said, Bonbon cast him a look that made him feel like he'd done something wrong.
"Is that what friends do? What if I leave the band later on, what will you do? Replace me? With someone you weren't friends with in the first place? We only had each other, and so did they. Except when Bonnie became friends with Foxy, but he still tried to let him join. You should've seen him when he came home after he left the group, actually he seemed fine but the next few days were worse. He looked like he failed a test, his dog died-he doesn't even have a dog-his phone screen cracked, his car keys fell in the sewer, and his girlfriend just broke up with him-he doesn't even have one, and I  doubt that he'll ever will," Bonbon sighed. He didn't wanna get all cheesy; But when Bonnie looked hurt, he felt it. "In other words, it was the worst days of his life. He left his world," He added, strumming again on his guitar.
"I... I'm sorry," Fred whispered, audible enough for the three of them to hear.
"There you go again with your apologies, Fred-sy. You know T-Bone hates it when you apologise and it's not your fault," Chickee scolded.
"She's right, man up, Fred. I'm never gonna leave this group," Bonbon smiled reassuringly.
"Haha, yeah. I knew that," Fred put his confident smile back on, giving him a thumbs up.

"Okay, then let's get this band started."

Gold searched the T section of the Library, looking for a book for his Trigonometry homework. Finally he found the right book, he was about to sit down when he saw a certain girl that made his heart drop. It was Mangle, seated on a chair, reading a book. Her silver right eye was beautiful but her left one was gold... Much like his name.

"Hey there," Gold said, setting his book on the table and sitting in front of Mangle. "Hello," Mangle replied, looking up and smiling at him. Gold felt like heaven, seeing that smile.
"I just saw you at the park. Mangle, right?" Gold asked, flipping his book open.
"Yeah, all that drama!" Mangle chuckled, like what happened at the park was just a cheesy movie she was just watching.
"Of course it was kinda sad, but..." She added.
"Why aren't you with your boyfriend?" Gold asked out of the blue.
"Boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend. What makes you think I have a boyfriend?" Mangle asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You don't? Well, I just assumed you and Bonnie were together since you sang together and held hands," Gold admitted, staring at Mangle rather than focusing on his book.
"Don't you think it's not fair you know my name but I don't know yours," Mangle raised an eyebrow again.
"Oh, yeah. Well, I'm Gold Sylvester," Gold simply said, smiling. Mangle giggled adorably.
"What's so funny?"
"Well, it's just that... It's ironic. Your name is Gold but your eyes are silver," Mangle answered.
"Well, Sylvester is close to silver anyway," Gold chuckled as well.
"Aren't your brothers Freddy and Fred? Why are you blond and they don't have silver eyes?" Mangle asked.
"I'm adopted, our parents took me in when they thought they'll never have a baby. But then, Freddy came. Soon, so did Fred. I'm a year older than Freddy," Gold explained, forgetting all about his homework.
"Wow, so you're seventeen," Mangle smiled.
"Yeah, how did you figure?"
"Well, my brother is sixteen, he's the same age as Freddy. Since you're a year older, then you're seventeen. It's not hard really. Here, I'll tell you I'm two years younger," Mangle hinted, smirking-which didn't really match her face.
"Easy, you're fifteen... Kouhai," Gold smiled while he said that, which made Mangle giggle.
"That's correct, Senpai."

Foxy had let Mangle go to the Library, so he and Bonnie were now talking at the park. The crowd had already gone away and they were given some space.
"Yeh like me sis?" Foxy asked.
"Kind of... She was nice and pretty, she was different from Chica. Chica was nice, but she's sarcastic," Bonnie answered, not meeting Foxy's eye.
"It's all fine, really. Jus'... Unexpec'ed," Foxy replied, patting Bonnie on the back.
"I could just tell she doesn't like me back, though," Bonnie said, staring at the grass.
"I don' know every'in that lass wants, but she'll sure need a lad like yeh," Foxy said reassuringly, still patting the boy's back.
"Thanks, Foxy. I don't know what I'd do without you," Bonnie smiled at him.
"For all I know, you'd probably go to Freddy and Chica," Foxy replied with a sigh. Bonnie had to agree, it's most likely true.
Yeah, I'd probably do.