Winter, At Last!"Winter is so beautiful..." Gold said, her pupils glowing in the dimly lit room. She was leaning against the window, watching as the snow fell. She had always adored the white blanket of snow that came and mere coldness of this season. It was rather early and Freddy hadn't been awoken yet as he had been up very late doing some....work.
Gold jumped as she heard the familiar, kind voice of Chica say "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Gold looked at the chicken, giving a brisk nod. "Why are you up? Could you not sleep? I'm making breakfast for everyone." Chica said, going over to Gold. "Err...yeah. I just couldn't sleep. Oh, um, y-you decorate in the Winter time, right?" Goldie replied, stammering on the words of the question.
Chica giggled as she replied, "Yes, of course! I love decorating! My mom would always me help and it...it just became so good to me! I haven't had anyone help me for awhile...other then Foxy, who I hope is coming home today and staying, but I think I'll let him rest if does come home. Would you...like to help me?" Gold blinked, slightly shocked at the question. "Er....yeah...sure! Why not? I go-gotta wait for Freddy a-anyways!"
Chica smiled, standing. "Come on, then! We gotta hurry! I want them all to wake up to a beautiful house! Oh, and I'm sure Freddy will be very proud of you!" Chica chirped and a soft smile flickered onto Gold's face. She blushed slightly at the thought of Freddy, her long time crush, being proud of her.
It had been a couple of hours, Bonnie had awoken, though Freddy was still asleep. "Huh! All girls." Chica giggled, flashing a sweet smile at the other two. "Honestly, no offense, but I am slightly glad Freddy isn't up yet." Bonnie replied, leaning back in her chair. "I'm sure Freddy wouldn't start an argument at this season..." Goldie replied coolly, her voice having a slightly creepy edge to it. Bonnie shrugged while Chica nodded.
Bonnie looked at Chica as the oven beeped and Chica looked at her. They both stood, then ran into the kitchen. Goldie smirked, her left ear twitching. "I should do that!" Goldie giggled, standing and sliding into the back room. She looked through some boxes, then pulled out the mistletoe that her friend, who had been dead for many, many years now, had created. "To bad, I'm to short to hang this anywhere..."
"Well, I'm taller." A voice said, being awfully familiar. Gold turned around, pleased to see Foxy. "You are home for the a long while, good. Wouldn't you killed, now would we? Also, can you help me hang up this mistletoe? I want a...surprise for the two lovers." Goldie said, a smile filled with mischief flashing across her face. Foxy smiled, happy to see Gold in a rather good mood. "Well, of course. I didn't want you, nor Freddy, getting into trouble. And, of course, I'll help you with your surprise."