Since that day that Nightmare kissed his forehead, FredBear has been wondering what it could mean. Why... it could mean that he loved him like a brother or he loved him maybe a little more than that. FredBear has had a small crush on Nightmare for quite some time, but he never thought about telling him. Maybe it was about time he will work up the courage to confess his feelings for the older bear. As the sun began to set, and the others getting ready for bed, Night and Fred are all alone sitting at the kitchen table. It was silent for some time until FredBear spoke up...
        "Night, I have a question?" Fred asked, receiving a hum in response. "What did that kiss mean?" Night looked up at the younger male, completely unsure how to answer the question. Night has had a crush on FredBear for some time too.
        "Well... Um.. Y-you see... I've always had... A small crush on you..." He stuttered, muttering the last part. FredBear sat there, shocked and with a small blush appearing. But relieved that he felt the same way.
        "I've had a crush on you too. I didn't know how you would act if I told you though..." Fred admitted. Nightmare stood up from his seat, walking over to the smaller bear, tilting his chin up so their eyes met and lips mere inches away from each other. Fred didn't know how to react, so he closed the space between their lips. Night was shocked but kissed back. The kiss was nice... soft and passionate, but started to get a little heated. They pulled away, both breathing heavily. It seems as if a beautiful relationship has just formed... Or has it?