"Let me just grab it," you mumbled, reaching into your pocket.

You got out the money and handed it to the delivery boy. He traded you the bags of food. He counted up the money and grinned.

"Enjoy your meal," he said as he started down the hallway.

You shut the door and walked over to the table, setting the bags onto it. Foxy reached for one of the bags and you slapped his hand. He pulled his hand back and frowned at you. You grinned and grabbed a box, handing it--and a pair of chopsticks--to him.

"Wait until everyone has their noodles, to eat, Foxy. I want to see all of your reactions at once--being that this is you guys' first meal," you said, handing Baby, Ballora, and Freddy, theirs.

"Now?" Foxy griped as everyone held their boxes and chopsticks.

"Eat up," you told him and the rest, chuckling.

". . . Um, how?" Foxy asked shyly.

"Just watch." You giggled.

You opened your box and everyone copied you. You took the chopsticks out of its wrapper. Although the rest had some trouble doing as you did, they got them out. You held the chopsticks and watched as everyone paused.

"What?" Freddy squeaked.

"Here," you giggled, setting down your chopsticks.

Freddy blushed as you held his hand and placed the chopsticks in it. Freddy watched your hand as you slowly pulled it away. Foxy grabbed the chopsticks with his other hand and placed them between his fingers.

"O-ho-ho, I got it," Foxy bragged.

Ballora looked at Freddy's hand, then looked at hers. She fumbled with the chopsticks. Ballora grinned when she held them correctly. Baby looked at Ballora questioningly. Ballora set her chopsticks down and helped Baby.

When everyone had their chopsticks in hand, you grabbed a noodle and put it into your mouth. Everyone dug through their boxes. Every time Foxy tried to grab some, his chopsticks would cross, Baby couldn't get a good grip on anything, Ballora had too good of a grip and kept chopping the noodles in half, and Freddy dropped his chopsticks. You looked at everyone hopelessly.

You sighed. "You know what: plastic forks it is."

Everyone smiled as you handed them their forks. You took out your fork and stuck it into your box, picking up a few noodles and putting them into your mouth. You watched as everyone happily did the same as you.

"Mm!" Foxy hummed.

"Ooh," Baby said through a mouthful of noodles.

"Isn't it good?" you asked.

"Undeniably," Ballora stated after swallowing hers.

"It's yummy!" Freddy laughed.

"Hmph," Bon-Bon grunted, crossing his arms.

"Sorry, Bon-Bon," you chuckled.

As you all continued to eat, the room was filled with "mm's" and giggles of delight. Baby slurped up a noodle and it slapped her on the nose. She huffed, and you laughed, struggling to not choke on your noodles. Ballora giggled, Foxy snickered, and Freddy laughed. Freddy grabbed a noodle with his fork. He slurped it up and it slapped him on the nose as well. Baby laughed at Freddy as he smiled at her.

"After we finish this, we'll go on to bed. Okay?" you suggested.

"Okay," Baby said happily.

~ ~ ~ ~

When you all finished your noodles, you threw away the boxes. You grabbed a camisole and some fluffy pants. You went into the bathroom and changed. You brushed your teeth and got ready for bed, while everyone else waited for you.

"Okay. Boys, you sleep on that bed, and us girls will sleep on this bed," you said, walking out of the bathroom.

". . . Help?" Freddy asked quietly.

"Sure," you said.

You pulled down the blankets and Freddy lay on the bed. He blushed as you pulled the blankets over him and tucked him in. He squealed quietly as you kissed him on the forehead.

"Goodnight, Freddy," you whispered to him.

"Night night, (Y/N)," Freddy squeaked.

Foxy lay in the bed as far away from Freddy as possible. In the other bed, Baby crawled into the center of the bed and got under the covers. Ballora lay next to her and covered herself up. You closed the curtains, then walked over and turned off the lights. You shuffled back over to the bed and got in on the other side of Baby.

~ ~ ~ ~

You yawned as you opened your eyes. You were lying on your side, cuddled up to someone. Your head was against their chest and they were holding you close to them. You couldn't see them, as it was dark. Your legs were entangled in theirs and one arm was draped over their side. You felt their clothes and found that they were wearing a shirt and pants. You thought it must have been Freddy, since you doubted that Foxy would've cuddled up to you.

"U-um," Freddy squeaked.

"Oh, Freddy, you're up. Why are you lying next to me?" you asked him.

The only response you got was a quiet squeal. You heard Bon-Bon giggle above you. You squinted up at him. You could see his outline, but nothing else. Bon-Bon crawled over and jumped onto the cord of the bedside lamp. It turned on, and he dropped from it, hopped back onto the bed, and crawled back above you and Freddy.

"Actually, you're lying next to him," Bon-Bon told you.

"What do you mean?"

"Foxy carried you here." Bon-Bon giggled.

". . . What?" you asked, sounding dumbfounded.

"I told Foxy that I thought it would be cute if you slept next to Freddy, and it is. I couldn't carry you, so Foxy picked you up and put you under the covers of this bed. As soon as he tucked you in, you and Freddy cuddled up to each other. It was so cute," Bon-Bon whispered.

"Then, where's Foxy?" you wondered.

"He's asleep on the couch."

You looked at Freddy's chest, wondering why Foxy would do that. Freddy was stiff as a board, breathing heavily.

"Freddy, are you okay?" you asked him, rubbing his back.

Freddy squeaked and you stopped. You looked up at him, then to Bon-Bon. Bon-Bon giggled and put his head in his hands.

"I-I'm sorry," Freddy whispered.

"Sorry? Freddy, you're fine."

"Y-you mean, you're okay with me hugging you and holding you so close to me?" Freddy murmured.

"Yeah, it's really nice. And, I-I like it," you admitted shyly.

"Really?"

You nodded and Freddy giggled. He pulled you up and hugged you, his head resting on your chest. You smiled and hugged him back. Bon-Bon snickered and you looked up at him.

"What?" you wondered.

"Nothing," he laughed.

"What?" you chuckled. "What's so funny?"

"It's just-" Bon-Bon giggled. "Freddy's stuffing his face in your bosoms."

"Wha- No, he isn't, you dirty-minded rabbit," you sneered.

"What's that?" Freddy asked, looking up to Bon-Bon innocently, then to you.

"Nothi--"

"Her breasts," Bon-Bon sniggered.

"Breasts . . . ? OH MY GOD, I'M SO SORRY!" Freddy gasped, sitting up and crawling back.

"No, you're fine. Your face was above them," you assured him.

"Mhm," Bon-Bon hummed, as if to say that you were lying.

You glared back at him and he giggled, rolling on his back and watching the two of you. You looked back at Freddy and smiled softly. Freddy could feel his heart race and his face heat up. He looked over, avoiding your eyes.

"Way to get some, Freddy," Foxy chuckled, then growled suggestively.

"Foxy? I didn't know you were up," you muttered, turning to look up at him.

"And I didn't know you two were . . . up," Foxy said, smirking.

"Wh-what is that supposed to mean?" Freddy questioned.

"You know exactly what that means," Foxy replied and winked at him.

Freddy looked down and smiled shyly, holding the side of his arm. You heard shuffling on the other bed and turned around. Ballora was sitting up.

"What is all the noise about?" Ballora wondered, scratching the back of her neck.

"Just, Freddy and (Y/N), gettin' it on," Foxy snickered.

"Foxy, we haven't done anything," you noted.

"Yet," he chortled.

"Well, quiet down. You'll wake Baby," Ballora scolded everyone.

"Pfft, Baby's dead asleep," Foxy sneered.

You looked at Baby, who was sprawled across the bed, taking most of it up. Ballora sighed and lay back down. Baby turned in her sleep and clung to Ballora. Ballora smiled and put her arms around her.

"What time is it any--" you started, turning around.

"It's 3:48 AM," Bon-Bon told you.

"Ugh," you groaned and threw yourself back.

"How about we all go back to sleep," Ballora suggested.

"I second that," you blurted, raising your hand.

You dropped your hand as Foxy made his way back over to the couch. Bon-Bon crawled to the bottom of the bed and lay down. You turned off the light and closed your eyes. Freddy lay down on the other side of the bed, facing away from you.

"Freddy, get your butt over here," you snapped.

"You tell him," Bon-Bon mumbled.

Freddy turned to you and slowly crawled next to you. You grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him to you, sitting up. You pulled your leg over and sat down on him, cradling his hips. Freddy breathed heavily as you slowly moved your hands under his arms. You carefully laid your head on his shoulder and cuddled up to him.

Freddy carefully put his hands on your back, holding you. Bon-Bon ran up and pulled the covers over you two. He then returned to his spot at the bottom of the bed.

"Get some," you heard Foxy mutter from across the room and you rolled your eyes.

~ ~ ~ ~

"What did you want?" Foxy groaned, rubbing his eyes.

"I wanted you to see this. It's adorable." Bon-Bon giggled, gesturing to you and Freddy, who were asleep.

"How'd they get like that?" Foxy wondered aloud.

Freddy was lying on top of you, your legs wrapped around his back. His head was under your tank top, laid on your tummy. His hand stuck out the top of your shirt and cupped your cheek.

"Nice," Foxy snickered.

"It's really cute, right? Although, when Freddy wakes up, he's gonna be a flustered mess," Bon-Bon chuckled.

"Maybe we should--"

"No."

"Bu--"

"Foxy, let's just leave it. If we mess with it, they'll wake up, and everything will be ruined," Bon-Bon growled.

"Fine," Foxy scoffed, rolling his eyes.

Photo is by metalitakirby on DeviantArt