Welcome to Fazbear High!!!

Chapter nineteen

Frederick sat on the couch and watched people dancing. The pizza had just arrived, so almost everyone was crowding the kitchen, trying to get some. He was sitting by the other Phantoms, minus Chic, who had gone to get food. He looked over at Flint, who was sitting next to Maxie. "Hey Flint!" He said. "You having a fun time?"
He nodded. "I am!" He looked back at Maxie, who was nodding her head to the music and tapping her foot.
"Heyy guyss!!!" Chic said, her words slurred.
"Wait, Chic, are you drunk?" Frederick asked.
"Noooo?" Chic said innocently.
"Seriously, did you drink anything?" He asked.
"I drank a whole pizza!!!" She yelled. She giggled. "Let's dance!" She pulled him to his feet, and dragged him over to the middle of the room, where people were dancing. His prosthetic creaked under the sudden weight, and Frederick stumbled.
"Wait, I can't dance!" Frederick said. He felt so awkward, surrounded by people who all were dancing. Sweat dripped down his forehead.
"Yes you can! If you can sing, then you can dance!" Chic said. She was swaying from side to side, her hands in the air, moving to the rhythm.
"That doesn't make any sense!" Frederick argued back.
"Just try? Pwease? For me?" Chic made puppy dog eyes and Frederick sighed.
"Fine," he said. "As long as you don't drink anymore,"
Chic nodded, and continued dancing. Fred slowly began moving from side to side, trying his hardest to dance. Within minutes, he and Chic were both dancing their hearts out, going wild. He heard a chuckle and saw Flint watching them. Frederick smirked and snuck over. When Flint wasn't looking, he grabbed him by the good arm and pulled him over to where Chic was. Flint yelped and struggled, but couldn't get away. "Come on, Maxie!" Frederick yelled. "Your boyfriend's out here!"
Maxie blushed. "You know he's not my boyfriend!" She came out, then almost immediately was dancing alongside Chic. Frederick continued dancing, and soon after, Flint started dancing.

Pickle and Bobby sat on one of the couches, watching as their friends danced. "Wow, I would never be brave enough to dance!" Bobby said with a chuckle. Pickle nodded and looked away. Bobby sighed. "Why don't you ever talk?" He asked. Pickle stiffened. "Sorry!" Bobby said. "That was personal, I know, I am so sorry," he fiddled with his hands while still muttering apologies. Pickle waved him away, then got up and walked away.
"Still no luck?" Frederick asked, suddenly right next to Bobby.
Bobby shrieked. "Oh, it's just you," he said with a sigh of relief. "No, he still doesn't talk,"
"That's too bad," Frederick said. "Still, you're closer to him than anyone else, so keep at it and soon he may open up,"
Bobby nodded. "I just don't want to push him,"
"Yeah, that's true," Frederick said nodding. "I'm going back to the others! Tell me if you need anything!"
Once he left, Bobby sighed. What could have made it so he never talks? Was he traumatized? Or is he just unable to? "The world may never know," he said out loud.

Paul sat nervously, constantly looking up toward the front door. I hope she comes, he thought. I'd be so bored without her! He heard the front door open again, and saw her. Night was standing there with her two brothers, Fright and Bite. She was wearing a black shirt and blue jeans. Her green eyes sparked as she looked around. Her long brown hair was styled in a braid trailing down her back. As their eyes met, Paul grinned sheepishly. He walked over to her and hugged her. "Hi Night!" He said.
"Hey Paul!" She brushed a strand of loose hair behind her ear. "This is such a cool party! Thanks for inviting me!"
"Any time!" He said. "So, what do you want to do? There's pizza and other food, my sister and her friends were playing truth or dare, or we could dance!"
"Hm, could we get food first? I'm starving!" Night said.
The two of them got food, then headed to the dance floor. As they danced, the song changed. Night's face lit up, and she began dancing with ten times more enthusiasm. "This is my favorite song!"
Paul watched her as she swayed from side to side, mouthing the lyrics. Do it, Paul, he told himself. Just tell her!!! "Um, Night?" She turned to face him, and he stared into her green eyes. "I-I...um...I," he trailed off. "I just wanted to say that I really like you, even more than a friend, and I was wondering if you wanted to be my girlfriend?" His voice seemed to have risen ten octaves by the time he finished speaking, and he scrunched his eyes shut.
He felt something on his lips, and opened his eyes to find her kissing him. He closed his eyes and kissed back. When she pulled away, she smiled at him. "Of course I will!" She said.
"PAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!" Screeched a voice, steadily growing louder. Spring ran towards them and locked them both in her arms and squeezed tight. "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!!!" She yelled. "PAUL HAS A GIRLFRIEND NOW!!!!!"
"Can't...breathe!" Paul gasped. When Spring loosed her grip, he took deep breaths. "Now you just have to get together with Goldie!" He said.
Spring's grip tightened again. "Shush you!" She yelled. Paul yelped and she let go, ruffling his hair. "I need to go tell Springtrap that his little brother got a girl before him!!!" She ran off again. "SPRIIINGTRAAAAAAAAAP!!!!!!!" She yelled.
"S-sorry about that," Paul a-paul-ogized (A/N I'm sorry! I couldn't help it!!! XD) "She can get pretty intense,"
Night giggled. "I'd definitely rather have her than have my older brother!" She pointed out.
"True," Paul said.
"Let's dance!!!" Night exclaimed.

Hey guys!!! Sorry that this chapter is a day late XD I wrote it beforehand, but I forgot to publish it XD I will see you all in the next chapter! Peace!!!!!