~~~ Fred's Fourth Month And School Troubles ~~~

Over the days and months of his pregnancy, his stomach has grown quite a bit. Life at school was rough though. The other kids would often make fun of him and call him names. The names cut him deep but he doesn't really show it. Some of them actually caused him to break down and run off to the bathroom, where Night would always show up to calm him down. Fred grabbed his stuff for Algebra 2. Night had already left for his class, leaving the pregnant yellow bear alone. Well... Not anymore. As he was walking to his class, a hand shot out and grabbed his arm roughly, causing him to gasp. Fred was ripped down the hallway and thrown to the ground, his books and stuff scattered to the floor. He looked up to see two figures, Dallas Fox and Stryker Bunny.
         "Look what I found Dallas, the fat little fag." Stryker sneered, grabbing Fred by his shirt.
         "P-please... Just leave me alone... I-I don't want anything to happen to m-my baby..." Fred said, tears pouring down his face.
         "What do you think we should do with him Stryker?" Dallas asked, an expecting grin on his face.
         "Only one thing." Stryker replied, lifting his fist and punching Fred hard in the face, making the yellow bear cry out. Dallas joined in on beating him, punching and kicking him hard. Fred tried desperately to protect his stomach, not wanting the baby to get hurt.

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Chickadee sat in her Algebra 2 seat as the teacher was doing role call.
         "Has anyone seen FredBear today?" Mr. Dilworth asked, looking up from his computer. Whispers emitted from the class, but Chickadee piped up.
        "I seen him earlier Mr. Dilworth. May I go look for him?" She asked. The teacher nodded and Chickadee stood up, setting off to look for him. As she was walking, she heard Fred's soft cry for help and ran off to it, finding him bloody and bruised. She gasped.
        "Fred!" She yelled, running over to the wounded bear. "Oh my gosh what happened?!" Fred shook his head and sobbed, remembering what they told him.

        "Tell anyone and we'll make sure you lose that mistake you call a child, fag..."

Chickadee helped him up and to the nurse's office.
       "Be careful Nurse Thompson, he's four months pregnant and beaten pretty badly. You might want to call his boyfriend down." Chickadee said. The nurse nodded and waved her out. 
       "What's your name honey?" Nurse Thompson asked.
       "F-Fred..." The pregnant yellow bear said softly, curling up around his stomach. Nurse Thompson got to work on fixing his wounds.
       "Off with the shirt dear. I need to get a better look at you." She said, helping him with his shirt. Fred tried to cover himself after the protection of his shirt was gone, but the nurse stopped him. She laid him back down and started to inspect his stomach. She smiled softly when she went over an area and felt a kick.
         "Well Fred, the baby is just fine. I'm gonna tell the office to send your boyfriend down, what's his name?" She asked.
         "N-Nightmare... Nightmare H-Horror..." Fred managed to say. Nurse Thompson nodded and made her way over to the phone. Fred curled up on the bed and rubbed his stomach, his eyes growing heavy. They slowly closed, introducing a deep sleep...

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Night sat in his Band seat, practicing some notes on his flute. The p.a. system chimed.
         "Miss Kessel?" The secretary asked.
         "Yes?" His Band teacher Miss Kessel called.
         "Can you send Nightmare Horror down to the Nurse's Office?"
         "Sure thing." The call ended. "Go ahead and go down to the Nurse's Office Night, I'll put away your flute for you."
         "Thank you Miss Kessel. I'll try to be quick." Night said, getting up and heading towards his destination. He walked through the door, and the sight he seen made his heart break. Nurse Thompson looked up.
         "You must be Nightmare, I'm Nurse Thompson, I was caring for your boyfriend." She said, shaking his hand. Night walked over and knelt next to his sleeping lover, putting a hand on his forehead and rubbing it.
         "What happened to him? I-is the baby alright?!" Night asked frantically.
         "The baby is fine. But I don't know much about what happened to the poor kid. A girl brought him in, but didn't say anything else." The nurse explained. Night shook his head and stood up.
         "I'll be right back." He said, walking out. He walked down to the office and straight into the principal's office.
         "Is there something I could help you with?" The principal asked, motioning him to sit down. Night didn't move.
         "I need you to check all the camera feed from the last half hour. Someone beat up my boyfriend and I need to find out who." The principal nodded and motioned him over to his desk. He went through almost all of the cameras, then stumbled upon one, this one making Night very angry. The feed showed two figures, a fox and a bunny, beating up his poor pregnant lover. The principal picked up his phone.
       "Call Dallas Fox and Stryker Bunny down to my office."