16 - Party?

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Freddy

Hearing a loud voice screaming down the hallway, you woke up with a start. "Oi, Fazfuck and the other one," you heard Goldie say, "wake up, party's starting."    

Groggily looking up at the boy, you tilted your head slightly. "What party?" you asked, sitting up slightly, allowing Freddy's arm to stay wrapped around your waist as he slowly began to stir.

"What's happening?" Freddy asked, shaking his head as he sat up, gazing at his brother curiously.

"Party," Goldie said, before leaving without any other explanation.

Turning to you with a confused expression, he furrowed his eyebrows, clearly still tired. "Party?" he asked, shaking his head, "why on Earth are we having a party?"

Shrugging your shoulders, the scent of food hit your nose like a truck. "I'm not sure, but I guess it'll be fun, right?" You asked, a small smile covering your face.

Turning to you with a quick smile, he agreed. "I suppose so, my dear," he said, starting to shuffle around, "should we go then darling?"

"We shall," you giggled, trying to imitate his poshness.

Standing up, you shivered at the sudden loss of warmth until Freddy stood up too and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a hug.

"What's this for?" You asked, immediately leaning into him with a sigh. He really was warm.

Reaching his hand up to play with your hair, he answered your question. "I saw you were cold, so I thought a hug would help warm you up."

"Thank you," you murmured back, gripping onto him a little tighter to show your appreciation.

You both stood in the sweet embrace for a while before Freddy finally pulled away, causing a small whine to escape your lips.

"Let's go, I bet you're starving," you heard Freddy say, taking your small hand into his before leading you to the main dining room where everyone else was.

Once you walked into the room, Chica flashed you a massive smile. "Nice of you two to join us," she laughed, going over to the both of you with plates in her hand.

Sticking your tongue out at her, you took one plate off her as she gave the other to Freddy. "Hey! I was tired!" You defended, grinning at her in a childish way.

"Yeah yeah," she said, dismissing the subject, "did you guys want a drink? We've got water, squash, wine and some other stuff but I'm thinking of saving those until we've eaten."

"Where'd you get the wine from?" You asked, your eyebrows raised as you looked back at her.

Shrugging her shoulders, she took you to the table where a few different pizzas were sat. "The bosses office," she answered casually, picking up a slice and quickly scarfing it down.

"Why on earth has the boss got alcohol in his office? Isn't this supposed to be a children's restaurant? Isn't he going to realise the drinks are gone?" You asked, picking up a slice too.

Goldie sighed from the other side of the table, a clear look of annoyance on his face.

"Stop asking so many questions and just loosen up," he spoke, flashing you a quick glance before turning back to his conversation with Bonnie and Foxy.

"O-kay then," you spoke turning back to Chica and Freddy, with a sheepish grin, "have we got any music?"

Bonnie

Hearing a loud voice screaming down the hallway, you woke up with a start. "Oi, bunny and the other one," you heard Goldie say, "wake up, party's starting."

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