GoldTrap- Trust me (Rewrite)

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~~Freddy PoV~~

"I spy with my little eye somethin brown."

"Shut the hell up Foxy. We ain't playing that game."

I can hear the fox man next to me grumble as Chica bursts out into giggles.

"Now now Freddy," giggled Chica, "Don't be so mean to our only hellhound"

"Wow. I feel sooooo loved." I can hear the eyeroll on that one.

We all giggle at Foxy's pouting. He knows we love him. Doesn't stop our teasing though.

"Ugh when does your brother get here Fred. Not Teddy but the other one. Do you even know his name? He seems like a complete mystery and you won't tell us about him either."

"Chica I will pluck your feathers out one by one if you complain again," I growl without any bite, "Besides, how am I supposed to know anything about him? All I know 'bout 'im is that apparently our father took him when my parents broke up when me and Ted were 3 or 4. It's all blurry to me. All I remember is a blurry yellowish kid hugging us and he was saying something but I don't remember what." He said some words to me during that hug but those are blurred out for some reason.

"Info dumping..."

"So you only know what your mom has told you then?" Bonnie's quiet squeak comes from next to Chica. I forgot he was asleep there.

I huff. "Yeah. And whatever she told me isn't that 'important' or whatever. Just little things like his age, hair color, apparently he's a hybrid like us, and that he's allergic to sea food." I stiffle a laugh as I hear Foxy groan in disappointed. He loves sea food. That's what he usually chooses when it's his turn to pick a place to eat at.

"So, it's like basically having a weird distant uncle live with you guys?" asked Chica.

"I- no what the hell? Well kinda??" I'm so confused. "Let me call my mom to see what time he's supposed to be here. She said he was taking the bus from who knows where."

I step out of the room to make a phone call in peace. Especially since those crackheads out there won't hesitate to start moaning. Horny bastards.

Eventually I hear my mom pick up. After the fifth time calling.

"Hey baby what's wrong?"

"No nothing's wrong mom, just got a little question."

"Well I may or may not have a little answer." I can hear her supress a laugh.

"Do you know what time the uhh... I guess our brother is supposed to come? Everyone's askin me as if I were the one who has his contact information."

"Oh! Silly me. What time is it?" There's shuffling in the background. "He should be there in forty-five minutes if the bus isn't held back."

"Ah ok. I'll let everyone know. Thanks mom. Will you be home tonight or...?"

"No I'm sorry baby. We're really pilled up on work tonight and I just might not make it home until tomorrow morning. I gotta go take care."

"Oh okay. Bye." I hang up before she answers. Rude but whatever I should've expected this. I make the walk back into the living room in silence and I see everyone balancing their cups on Bon's ears.

"What are y'all doi-" and with that a pillow gets flinged at my face.

"Don't wake him dingle dong or I'll throw another." The Fox man says. I've found the culprit.

"Oh hush he wakes up when he wants," I still lower my voice due to Bon's excellent hearing, "Ma said the guy comes in like 45 minutes."

Silence. It's weird. We just don't even know how this guy looks like yet he'll be living with us. It's been 13 years since he lived with us. Ma seemed excited but she won't even be here to greet him and make it less awkward.