Jeremy's head thumped against the wall. He was currently sitting on the floor besides Michael who was resting his head on Jeremy's shoulder as he slept. You looked down at them with a deadpan expression. You had only been waiting maybe 30 minutes and they were acting like it had been 5 hours. Toy Chica and Mangle were talking about something, but you weren't really paying attention to what they were saying. Though you had noticed that they would occasionally lower their voice and whisper over at seemingly nothing, glancing over at you and Jeremy specifically to make sure neither of you were paying attention. You found this behavior odd, as neither of them had ever done something like this before. Suddenly, almost all of you, excluding Michael since he was dead asleep, looked over at the closet as a loud clanging noise came from the inside. Toy Chica snorted, covering her beak with her hand as she stifled laughter as to not alarm Toy Bonnie and Freddy that she, you, and the others were still hanging out right outside the closet. Jeremy looked over at Chica with a confused expression on his face. She snuck walked closer to him, crouching down so that he could hear her whisper, "I think they're kissing or... something," She whispered through giggles. Jeremy looked taken aback.
"Why am I just now realizing that you guys can't actually kiss like people," You asked rhetorically. Mangle smiled, or atleast did a similar action.
"You probably view us as humans even though we're basically anthropomorphic animal robots due to our human-like qualities," Mangle explained, patting you on the back. "Don't worry, you're not the only one who's like that. Most people are," Mangle added on. You shrugged, assuming that they were probably right. Chica stood up, turning to face you and Mangle.
"I'm gonna knock on the door to see what the hells happening and to see if you guys can go home," Chica said. Jeremy looked over at Michael and shook him awake, Michael taking a second to realize he was leaning against Jeremy and jumping back looking flustered. Jeremy whispered over to Michael what was happening, his voice barely audible. Chica approached the door, rapping her knuckles on the door making a loud, sturdy knocking sound. A yelp was heard from behind the door.
"You guys ready to come out, or?" Chica asked, leaning against the door.
"Yes, please," Bonnie replied from behind the door.
"So you two talked it out?" Chica asked, inspecting her nails idly.
"Yes, we did. We talked about our feelings and they are mutual," Freddy said, cutting off Bonnie who was about to speak. Chica nodded in satisfaction, and everyone did a fist pump in celebration of the stupid plan actually working. Chica gripped the door handle, pulling the door open. Freddy and Bonnie exited the closet, Bonnie dusting himself off. Toy Freddy glanced at him, watching him for a moment before clearing his throat and speaking.
"Thank you for uh, helping, I guess?" He said, not entirely sure on how to word his sentence. Chica placed her hands on her hip.
"Any time, Fredrickson," She smiled wickedly. You physically recoiled at the name she used. Michael did the frown people do when they're trying not to smile and laugh and turned his head to look over at Jeremy who was snickering.
"Please never call me that again, thanks," Toy Freddy gagged before grabbing Toy Bonnie's hand. Toy Bonnie jumped and looked over at his new boyfriend, his red cheeks glowing with a dim red light as Freddy and him walked off towards the main stage. Michael pulled himself up, yawning as he stretched. He glanced up at the clock on the wall.
"You guys wanna go get dinner or something?" He asked as Jeremy picked himself up. You nodded.
"Yeah, sure." You said. Mangle pouted at the two of you.
"Leaving so soon?" He said, cocking his head to the side.
"Don't worry, we'll all be back tomorrow, Mangle," Jeremy said with a smile. Mangle cheered up, pulling Chica with her as they walked towards Kid's Cove.
"Bye, guys!" Chica called. You watched the two leave, standing in silence with the two other men. You looked over at the two, noticing Michael was on his phone.
"Let's head to that cafe place now," Michael said, walking forward. You and Jeremy followed behind him out of the restaurant. You led the two to your car and got into the driver's seat. Michael sat in the passenger seat and Jeremy sat in the back. You fiddled with the radio, putting on some random rock channel.
"So where's this cafe?" You asked, turning to Michael.
"I'll give you directions while you drive," Michael replied with a smile. You drove out of the parking lot, mind going over the events as Jeremy and Michael chatted idly. Michael would occasionally turn to you and give directions, requesting you make multiple turns to get to the destination.
"Yeah so I told him like, I don't know man! I'm a technician, not a cook or technician!" Jeremy exclaimed, telling a story to Michael you were only half paying attention to. "But he keeps droning on, and on, and on. So I get tired of his shit, and just walk off. Then he grabbed the back of my shirt and yelled-" Jeremy was cut off mid-sentence as you arrived at the cafe.
"We're here," You said, unbuckling your seatbelt. Jeremy did the same, leaning forward to put a hand on Michael's shoulder.
"I'll tell you the rest later," Jeremy smiled before exiting the car. You turned to glance at Michael and saw him blushing at how close Jeremy had just gotten to him. You rolled your eyes and exited the vehicle, Michael quickly doing the same. The three of you walked into the cafe, taking in the scenery of the place. There were hanging plants from the ceiling and the lights were low and dim which was nice on your eyes. The seats looked comfortable and most importantly you noticed how there were a plethora of cats running around playing and being pet by customers. Your eyes lit up and you turned excitedly to Michael.
"THIS IS A CAT CAFE?" You exclaimed, a large smile on your face. Michael nodded and laughed while Jeremy bent down to pet a cat that was rubbing up against his leg and purring.
"Yeah, I knew you'd like it so I wanted to surprise you," Michael said before turning and scoping out the place to find the best seat. You, Michael and Jeremy walked over to a booth in the corner of the room that was currently unoccupied. Michael picked up a menu and began looking through it as you got distracted by the cats curiously approaching you. One hopped onto the table and began meowing so you pet its soft fur. Michael turned towards you.
"What do you want to order?" He asked. You looked away from the cute kitty and paused to think.
"Do they have [Favorite Meal]?" You asked him. He scanned the menu over again before nodding his head.
"Yeah, they do," He replied.
"I'll just have that then with some [Favorite Drink]," You said.
"I'll get a burger with bacon, some fries and a coke," Jeremy said to Michael. Michael smiled and nodded.
"Alright, I'll go order. You two definitely owe me for buying your food though," Michael stated. You rolled your eyes and laughed, standing up momentarily to let Michael slip out of the booth. You sat back down and slid down the seat towards the wall, the cat walking over to lay in front of you while you pet it.
"I love cats," Jeremy beamed as he reached over to give the cat pets. You nodded in agreement, scritching the cat's chin. You realized that the cat had the collar in and grabbed the small charm dangling from it, reading the text engraved into the metal. It said the cat's name, which was Havoc. The cat seemed to be a younger cat, and was pitch black with wide yellow eyes. It was a very cute cat and you thought the name was funny.
After a few minutes of you and Jeremy petting the cat and talking about whatever came to mind, Michael returned and sat beside you, across from Jeremy. "They said the food will be ready soon," Michael announced to the table. Havoc sniffed at him before starting to play-fight with Michael's hand. Havoc eventually got tired and jumped off the table and onto the space between you and Michael, laying in a comfortable position as its tail flicked slowly from side to side. You smiled down at the cute cat, petting along his back. Eventually your food arrived, and the three of you dug in. The [Favorite Meal] was good, it wasn't the best you've ever had but it was definitely up there. The drink was also nice and refreshing. You watched in shock and maybe just a tad bit of horror as Jeremy inhaled his burger like it was air. It was like you took a single bite of food and he was just done with the whole thing, it was a big burger, too.
"Holy fuck it was yours bro, we weren't gonna steal your food," You gawked. Michael looked over at Jeremy and was taken aback at the pure speed in which the other ate. Jeremy just shrugged, like it was no big deal, which it wasn't but still holy shit.
"I had a really short lunch break at Chuck E. Cheese's so I learned how to eat really fast," Jeremy explained to the both of you. Michael furrowed his brow, swallowing the bite of food he had in his mouth.
"What... there is no way in hell that your lunch break was so short that you needed to learn how to eat that fast you fucking trashcan," Michael said dumbfoundedly. You nodded your head in agreement with Michael's words, taking another bite of your food. Jeremy just shrugged before taking a long sip from his drink. You and Michael continued eating at a normal person pace, actually getting the chance to enjoy your meal instead of devouring it like a starving orphan peasant boy in the 18th century. Once you both had finished, you were full and content. Jeremy looked at his phone, checking the time.
"I think we should get going. [Name], could you drive me to the pizzeria so that I can get my car?" Jeremy asked.
"Yeah, of course. And Michael, I'll drive you home," You said to the brunette beside you. The three of you got out of the booth, giving one last goodbye to the adorable cat before heading out. You got back in your car, driving back to the pizzeria so that you could drop off Jeremy. Michael said his house was a little bit down the road from the pizzeria, but you still told him that you could drop him off at his house so that he wouldn't have to walk in the pitch dark on a colder night. He eventually agreed, which led to where you were now, parked right outside his house. You noted how the house was much larger than you thought it would be, and you wondered how much money William made in a year.
"Thanks again for driving me home, [Name]!" Michael thanked, giving you a side-hug after unbuckling his seatbelt. You returned the hug the best you could.
"It's no problem, Michael. See you tomorrow at work!" You called as Michael exited the car and walked up to the front door of his house, grabbing a key from his pocket and unlocking the door. He gave you a final wave goodbye for entering the house and closing the door behind him. You started your car again, driving away from the house down near-empty roads to finally get back to your own.