Chapter Twenty Four: Sweet Dream

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Goldie fingers drummed against the table, (Y/n) and Chica had been in the kitchen for hours. It was nearing four and Goldie was feeling impatient. Freddy and Bonnie sat to his left, and Foxy was messing around with one of the arcade games. Watching Foxy distracted him from his thoughts for a moment and he smiled fondly. When Foxy was truly human he loved arcade games as much as he did now. He was glad he was able to keep some of his childish nature, and the same goes for Bonnie and his prankster nature. However, Freddy and him had always been mature for their age as they were older than the others. Chica was still the same, more mature than Bonnie and Foxy, but still quite childish. He glanced to Freddy who seemed just as impatient, he smirked. His brother had always been in love with the blonde haired girl, even when they were alive. Goldie frowned, he wondered why his brother had still yet to confess. After all, it was quite obvious they both like each other.

His thoughts were distracted as the sound of the kitchen doors opening sounded throughout the quiet pizzeria. Goldie glanced up and his eyes landed on (Y/n) she wore a gold and black maid costume, it reminded him of his own theme colors. His cheeks flared and his heart, yes his heart, began hammering like crazy in his chest. He was completely shocked, his mouth opened wide. He was fairly sure his brother was having the same reaction towards Chica as Bonnie laughed. "You both are gonna catch flies in your mouth!" Bonnie snorted, and (Y/n) smiled shyly at Goldie. Delivering Bonnie's pizza to him she quickly made her way to Goldie. When she got close to her it was only then that Goldie realized how short the skirt of the dress was. He nearly passed out, remembering the other males he glanced to see Bonnie and Foxy gawking at her. (Y/n) looked innocently at him and Goldie had to resist throwing his suit jacket off and blocking her from their view.

"I made your favorite, Goldie." (Y/n)'s sweet voice spoke, oblivious to the thoughts swirling in Goldie's head. He gulped, feeling very hot. "I hope you don't mind sharing with me." She continued.

"O-of course. H-how about we go somewhere else more private." Goldie was losing his composure and quickly. (Y/n) smiled and nodded. Goldie quickly led her away and into the office. He was nearly overwhelmed with all the feelings he was feeling. Once into the office, (Y/n) set down the pizza. Walking to the door switch, she pressed it down. He watched her in a trance, his head spinning, he was unsure what was going on. Once the doors were both closed she made her way to Goldie. A flirtatious smirk made it's way onto her lips, Goldie held his breath and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. Goldie brung her close, deepening the kiss. Soon the kiss turned passionate, and he felt like he was on cloud nine. Licking her lower lip, (Y/n) obliged opening her mouth. His tongue slid in and they began a dance for dominance. Goldie quickly won, wrapping his arms around her waist and bringing her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and Goldie felt things heating up very quickly. He felt her shudder as he ran his hands up and down her sides. (Y/n)'s hands reached to his bow-tie, untying it never breaking the kiss.

"ldie....Go...Goldie! Wake up!" Goldie shot up, his breathing harsh and his face red. Looking up at (Y/n), he held his breath. "Are you okay?" She was staring at him with a worried expression. It was a dream, he had forgotten after his failed attempt to rest he had teleported back to the dining area. Gulping he nodded. "Well, anyways, I made your favorite pizza. Should we go somewhere more private?" She asked glancing at Bonnie who threw a piece of pizza at Foxy. Goldie nodded, and took the pizza.

Once in the office they sat and ate, Goldie was fine with this but his mind kept returning to the steamy dream he had. (Y/n) seemed oblivious to his issue as she happily chatted with him. Goldie swore the next time he saw Fritz he was going to kill him. He didn't mind thinking of (Y/n) like this but he had never actually thought of her that way, at least yet.

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