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[Chapter 12]

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Freddy POV
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I was writing down some lyrics on my notebook of.. Songs or whatever.

I haven't written inside this in years so it was a bit nostalgic to write in it again. I'm planning on going back to the music industry, not only because I think it's time to come back, but I also need a cover up for the Mafia thing because Bonnie is starting to question me.

Suddenly, I look down from the balcony and see Bonnie get out of Toy Bonnie's car.

Guess he wasn't lying after all..

I rushed downstairs when I saw him almost trip over nothing, He was obviously drunk.

I opened the garage door and saw Bonnie standing Infront of it.

"Um.." he mumbled

"uM.. Yeah no, Get your ass inside." I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the garage, Accidentally making him fall.

"Sorry.. You okay?" I asked

He nodded and looked down at his feet, laughing quietly as I helped him up.

"I'm guessing it went good.. Saying that you're hella drunk." I sighed

He shook his head and I watched as his eyes began to water. He hugged me and cried Into my shoulder.

"Bonnie?"

He started babbling but I could hardly understand what he was saying.. Until he said "Touched me"

I frowned at the words that came out of his mouth and then everything became clear.. Someone tried.. touching Bonnie.

I felt incredibly bad for him, and hugged him tight.

"It's okay, Bon.. C'mon, Let's get you to bed." I picked him up and gave him a kiss on the forehead then took him upstairs.

I placed him down on the bed and grabbed some pajamas from his closet. I handed them to him and turned around until I heard him fall.

I looked at him and watched as he laughed on the floor.

"Shhh! You're gonna get us caught!" I laughed quietly, Helping him up.

"Can you.. Help me?" He asks

I nod and sit him back down on the bed, Helping him put on the pants and then the shirt.

"Better?"

He rubs his eye and smiles at me, leaning in for a kiss. I reject and then place him on his side of the bed before turning off my lamp and going to sleep.

~Time skip~

I was in the bathroom sitting down on the counter and watching my phone as Goldie was brushing his teeth. Suddenly I hear Bonnie running downstairs, at first I thought he was okay but I told Goldie to shut up and heard Gagging.

"What's wrong with Bonnie?" Goldie mumbles as he brushes his teeth

"Came home drunk last night.."

"You should go check if he's okay, I'll make breakfast in a little and then you go to the store to buy Bonnie some tea, We ran out when the Toy's crashed here."

I nodded and watched as he rinsed his mouth with water.

"But hurry up cause Springtrap has been cranky all morning."

"Well," He paused, Drying off his face with a towel then looking at me "It is nine in the morning so I don't blame him."

I shrugged and got down from the counter. Running to the guest bathroom down stairs and saw Bonnie throwing up. I sighed and walked up to him, rubbing circles on his back until he finished.

"You alright, Babe?" I asked, Kissed the top of his head

He nodded and got up, flushing the toilet and went to the sink.

"Everything is fucking spinning.." he groaned in pain

"I know.. But that's what happens when you get drunk, especially if it's strong." I said

"I remember only a little bit but I was telling you about how a guy.. Touched me, Well- not in that way but-"

"I know. you told me all about it last night.. what's his name?" I questioned

"It's a shit name, Candy." He rolled his eyes "But Toy Bonnie ended up beating his ass."

I smiled, I knew that Toy Bonnie would protect my lover when I'm not there.

"That's good." I respond, Kissing him on the shoulder while hugging him from behind
"I'm gonna go to the store, make sure you get some rest before Goldie makes breakfast."

He frowns and spits out toothpaste then grabs me.

"Bonnie, it's just for a little-"

"I'm fine. I don't need anything."

"Bonnie, You have a fever and you're throwing up. You obviously need some medicine and unfortunately we're out of it."

"We shouldn't be out of it unless one of us is trying to.."

We looked at eachother in silence.

"Is it you?" I questioned

He frowned "Freddy, of course it's not me! Is it you?"

"Hell no!"

"So then who?" He questioned once more

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