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Bonnie's cheeks went reddish. That card must have been really embarrassing, but anyway… Hug who? After Bonnie stopped reading, he quickly did it back up.
"Hug the person at your right side."
At the right side, which meant he had to hug Chica.
"Oh! What a stupid challenge. Why would they put that one in the pile three?" Foxy growled.
"Well, I don't know," Bonnie shrugged.
"Bonnie," Chica opened her arms at him, "come here... I don't bite. Com'er."
Bonnie looked back at me again. I just raised an eyebrow like allowing him to do it, though I didn't mean that as permission; I knew I was his boss, but this was a game where no one had to ask anybody else for authorization to do the challenges. Bonnie smiled at me and then got up to hug unsurely Chica.
"Aww... do it like a man," Chica laughed. "I ain't gonna hurt ya."
Once again Bonnie blushed. He must've felt so embarrassed, however, that got me thinking about these challenges: they could also be affective ones, which included cuddling, kisses, and, in the barest terms, sex; although... Well, never mind.
"There! I did it," Bonnie said sitting down again.
"Now it's yer turn, papa bear," Foxy teased.
I sarcastically smirked at him and looked back at the game, but before I took the white dice, I wondered if it was really worth it to do this. In a sudden I spotted Bonnie's paw held out towards me with the dice on it.
"Go ahead, boss."
"Thanks, Bonnie."
I guessed there was nothing else I could do, except to roll the dice.
"6."
Fuck! I had to get one of the hardest cards.
"Damn it," I cursed under my breath.
"Let's get down to business, shall we?" Chica said to me.
I took a card from the '6' and read it out loud.
"Practice some stripping," I read. "What!?"
Chica barely choked because of her laugh.
"I'm sorry, Freddy, we gotta do 'em all," she said.
"Go on, baby!" Foxy patted on my shoulder.
Guessed everybody caught my burning red face when I read that. Not an issue if I were all tipsy. I just wasn't so sure this was the right way to act in front of Bonnie.
"Are you actually going to do that?" Bonnie asked whispering.
"Yeah, Freddy, do it! I swallowed some fucking salt, now it's your turn," Chica yelled at me.
This was so awkward for me, but I yielded eventually.
"Fine, I'll do it." I got up and thought about which table I had to do this on.
"Ye can use that one." Foxy said pointing the closest table to the stage.
I climbed up that white table still ashamed, but then laid that off me and put up my guts first: I was willing to prove Chica that I was capable of this and more. I was already standing on the table, but then my mind went totally blank.
"Uh… So now what?" I asked looking at them in the stage.
"Lemme spotlight you up, baby. I'll turn off all the lights." Chica got off to turn every light off. "And... this one."
I was just being beamed by a dim, blue spotlight; the rest of the place was dark, and I barely could spot them in the stage. Afterwards, I let myself go with the flow and move as it pleased.
"Woah! That's it, papa bear, you're on fire!" Chica yelled from the stage.
"Freddy, I love you, pretty gal!" Foxy was cheering.
"Do it sexier!" Chica asked out loud.
I was still moving without seeing their expressions; I couldn't even see myself. I was moving side to side. I tilted my hip forward and my back slightly backwards. I raised my arms and I put my hands in the back of my head. I started showing off my whole front. I actually wasn't embarrassed anymore, I just wanted Chica to see that I could do whatever she or they asked me. When my show was coming to an end, I felt the urge of giving away a delightful pose, and then I heard a click from that old camera Chica found long time ago. I couldn't care less.
"Ok, ok, that's enough, papa bear," Chica turned back on the lights. "You just made this place hotter."
"Almost fell in love with ya," Foxy teased laughing.
I stepped off the table with my ears flat while studying their amazed glances, and then I could see there was one of them missing: Bonnie was gone.
"Hey, guys, where's Bonnie?" I asked leaving behind their comments about my performance.
"I dunno, the lad was right here," Foxy said while looking for him around.
"He might've gone to the bathroom," Chica said as she headed towards it.
"I didn't see him go," I said.
"Me neither, ye got to get me whole attention." He said.
After quite a while looking for Bonnie around, Chica came back with us from the restrooms.
"Yep, Bonnie is in the restroom," she said quietly.
"When the hell he went there? Did you see 'im?" I asked. They both shook their heads.
"Well, I'm gonna get some drinks as Bonnie comes back." Chica was off to the kitchen.
"I... I'll be right back." Foxy walked towards his cove.
I was alone once again. I felt like I needed to go to the restrooms and confirm this myself. The door to the restrooms was closed—would have been weird for him to let it open. Wondering about his sake, I knocked.
"Bonnie, is everything ok?" I asked.
"Uh… yeah, don't worry. I'll be out soon."
"Ok, if there's something wrong you wanna talk about, you can tell me."
"Yeah, thanks!"
I got back to the stage. I could see Chica and Foxy heading back as well.
"Freddy, let me tell you that I do not know you anymore: I thought you wasn't gonna do that," Chica stated while handing beers, "and also in front of Bonnie."
"Why in front of Bonnie?"
Chica stared at me a few seconds, and then she talked back.
"Never mind." she looked then at Foxy, "You want some, baby?"
"Gimme the heaviest one," Foxy commanded.
While they were talking, I was wondering what could've made Bonnie go to the bathroom that fast. He might have wanted it so badly or it was due to something I intentionally did; not even Foxy or Chica saw him go. It was so strange.
After some minutes and some sips, Bonnie was coming back to us. I could tell he washed his face and chest since his purple fur was all damped, mostly over his face.
"I'm here, sorry," Bonnie said walking up.
"Bonnie, you went so fast that nobody saw you," Chica said.
"Is everything ok?" I asked.
"Yeah, don't worry, it's just that… when one needs to go, one has to go," Bonnie explained smiling and shrugging.
"Ye guys, see? I get him," Foxy said pointing to him with a beer in his hook: "still remember when I almost peed over the boss while changing a broken light ball."
"Still remember too." I wryly looked at him.
Bonnie and Chica started laughing.
"I wish I got to be there," she chuckled.
They kept laughing. What I felt afterwards was a goofy smile drawing up. It wasn't that bad to take it the right or even the wrong way, as long as one was convinced that something was funny and let it go through one's mouth.
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