Ch 4 - Plotting

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-- 2 days later--

"Bonnie, you have to talk to him. You know that." Clyde had dragged Bonnie over to one of the party rooms to talk.

"I know...."

"Then why won't you?"

"Because."

"Come on"

Bonnie sighed. There was no possible chance of changing Clyde's mind. Once he had made a decision, that was pretty much it. No changing it.

"What am I even supposed to say? He probably thinks that I hate him."

"That's the problem. You need to go talk to him; go tell him that you .... forgive.... him?"

Clyde tilted his head, thinking. He had a faint idea of what was going on with Freddy, but he didn't want to say anything, lest he hurt the bear even more.

"Bonnie."

"What." The purple bunny didn't meet his younger brother's eyes.

"Trust him. He'll forgive you."

------------smol timeskip----------

Freddy sat, alone in the kitchen (for once). He sighed, trying to figure out what to do. He couldn't tell them.... not yet. His ego wouldn't allow it. He had to figure out something, or else the others would begin to question it. And he wasn't even sure they knew what 'it' was.

Suddenly, he heard knocking at the door. His younger brother's voice came from the other side. Before Teddy could even finish what he was saying, Freddy cut him off, snapping coldly," GO. AWAY. TED. NOW."

Teddy paused for a second, then glanced around. He took a long breath, then, remembered that Chica, Clyde and Shabonnie could handle it. Without a word, he walked away.

"Fine. Fine....." he muttered.

Freddy heard his little brother's footsteps leading away from the door. He sighed, almost wanting to get up and go to the door, open it, and call Teddy back. But he didn't. He simply buried his face in his arms, wishing the stress would go away.

"How do I make it less awkward...." the brunette thought, the panic in him increasing a bit. He has somehow, in the timespan of a few hours, probably come close to ruining his friendship with his best friend, as well as almost alerting everyone to the fact that he had secrets he was keeping from them.

{Author-chan note: Freddy has anxiety issues}

-----------meanwhile----------

"Ok. So what are we gonna do to get them together?" Chica asked, her violet eyes lit up wit excitement, almost hiding the scheming going on in the blonde's head.

"Well, first, they need to talk again." Shabonnie had asked Chica for help in what he called 'maybe or maybe not trying to set Freddy and Bonnie up on some sort of date.

"Well yeah. I know. I got Clyde trying to cover that. Teddy's gonna try to talk to Freddy right?"

"Not directly. He said he'd text him. Freddy's also currently locked himself in the kitchen, its not like Teddy could even get in there."

"Hm. Okay. So if Clyde does his job properly, that shouldn't matter."

"You are an evil woman, Chica."

"Yeah? And? Tell me something I don't know." Both of the animatronics giggled, before Chica got up and dragged the bunny towards the door." Now get out, I have food to make," she winked, pushing Shabonnie out of the {fnaf 2} kitchen.

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There will be actual Fronnie action soon I swear. I'm just setting up for it. *cough* more accurately Shabonnie and Chica are but you get the point ;)

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