A/N I keep rewriting chapters bc I want something different later. So uh, Golds fam dont know Gold is gay, and they definitely dont know he's dating Spring.
Thursday
Gold POV
Thank goodness the hickeys and bite mark had faded to the point you couldn't tell I had them. My family would have freaked. Anyways, I got on my swim trunks and tank top, grabbed my towel, and headed downstairs. "You boys ready?" Mom asked.
"Heck yes!" My brother and i shouted at the same time and raced to the car. We met up with my brothers Friends and they loaded into the car, then we all went to the lake. The TrapSquad was already there. Well fuck.
Spring POV
"Excuse me sir, this land is too expensive for you to use" Chi imitated the guy that was at the front. "Oh my gosh, you sound just like him!" I laughed, taking a hit off my cigarette. "I wanna hit!" Vixen exclaimed.
I let her take one and she broke into a coughing fit "What the fuck is in that thing?" She wheezed. "Tobacco. I cut the ends off mine so theyre stronger. Hopefully I finish it before Plush and Frederick get back from the restrooms. Told them to go before we left." "As long as nobody brings alcohol I'm good!" Clyde shouted from the backseat.
I looked around and didn't see anybody. "Weird, it felt like we were being watched. Anyways, who wants to place bets on who gets hurt first? I vote me." I joked. "Definitely you" Clyde piped up. "In gonna say Gold. He joined our group, we can bet on him" Chi shrugged "rude, and I vote Spring. Just texted Frederick, he also votes Spring" Vixen reasoned.
Chi sighed "Either I'm losing a lot of mine or im getting rich." She shook her head. "I just realised I have to take off my bandages. One of you wanna help?" I lifted my head towards them. Clyde came over and helped me undo them, and I pulled my tank back on.
"What time is Gold and them getting here anyways?" Chi asked. "Shit, I forgot to ask him. Texting Goldilocks, hold on, You get mud in my car you clean it Chi! I just asked him. Ah fucknuggets." I sighed. "What?" Vixen lifted an eyebrow. We all look and finally see them outside their car. "The master of sneaking up on people has been snuck up on. How terrifying" Clyde jokes.
Gold walked up, took my cigarette and put it out. "Smoking makes your breath nasty." He remarked. "Noted Goldilocks. I can bet your parents already regret inviting me." "Probably. But at least you didn't say anything too bad." He reasoned. "I said fucknuggets. Depending on how long you've been there, I may have said worse. My apologies Mr. And Mrs. Fazbear." "Eep!" Plush squealed when he saw the Fazbears, hiding behind my legs.
I hoisted him onto my hip "hey Plush, don't worry. They won't hurt ya." "Promise?" He whispered. "Yeah, I promise buddy. Were all safe here." I tapped his nose which made him giggle. "Who's this?" Mrs. Fazbear cooed. "This is my little brother Plushtrap, say hi Plushie." He opted to hide his face in my shirt instead. He thinks if he doesn't see them they'll go away.
"Aww, he's so cute!" She smiled. Plushie looked up and gave her a small smile, but went back to hiding, making Chi laugh, as she grabbed his floaties from the back. I put them on Plush, and Gold stayed beside me. I knew he was why about our relationship in front of his family, and I respected that. Hard not to grab his hand though, especially when it fits mine so perfectly.
We all headed down to the water and I stayed in the shallow end where i could show Plushie mussel and clam shells in the water. He was so excited about them. "You two having fun?" Gold sat by us in the murky water. "Lookee! I have shell!" Plush grinned and showed the shells to Gold who smiled, wuffling the boys hair. We stayed there for a while, until Vixen came over and told us to go have fun, stealing Plushie away.
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