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You have been at this realization business for a long time. Days have gone by as you find, befriend, and realize the items in your house. Slowly, you feel your sanity returning. Meeting your household objects has almost given you a panic disorder. Every new item comments on some aspect of your life that you do not want to think about. The day you met your toilet by accident gave you stomach issues ever since as you tried to avoid using it.
Most objects are fine and seem fairly typical for people around your age. Most of them have dreams or at least aspirations. You have now met so many lifelong friends. Keith has been the only real disappointment out of the lot so far. Most everyone promises to come back and visit. You now have several lovers that are off finding themselves. You never thought you would have multiple lovers at the same time. Nor did you think they all would be cool with it. You secretly wonder if it has to do with this weird technology making it difficult for the objects to get mad at you.
Then you remember the more difficult personalities and how hard it has been to win them over, so you could realize them as well. You like Rebel, but you are immensely relieved that she no longer lives in your house. Fantina is a little much most of the time. And your body is incredibly relieved when your toilet becomes just a toilet again. Being trapped in your house with a sentient toilet is a real nightmare.
Your stomach grumbles and you head to the fridge. You put on your specs and prepare yourself to be comforted by Freddy.
“Hey, cool kid. You hungry?”
“Hey, Freddy. How are you today?”
“Better. I’ve taken some time to really think about what we talked about.”
“I’m glad. I hope you know it was not your fault that the food went bad. You can’t stop time, Freddy.”
He bobs his head. “That’s true.”
“You also kept me from eating it and getting sick, which nobody else’s fridge can do for them.”
“That is also true.”
“Would you like a hug?”
“Well, how could I say no to such a great offer.” Freddy opens his arms and you melt into his embrace. His big hands move up and down your back. You let him hold you for as long as he needs. You feel his beard brush your face and then he is kissing you on top of your head.
You must make some kind of a noise as you look up at him in surprise. He has already lifted his head and now looks down and meets your eyes. His right hand comes up and smooths your hair back down from being ruffled from his beard. The two of you never break eye contact as his hand moves down the side of your face and cups your cheek. His thumb brushes your cheek and you can see the claw in the periphery of your vision.
He smiles at you and you feel a fluttering in your stomach. When did you become attracted to Freddy? You lick your lips and his eyes track the movement. His thumb glides over your cheek and rests on your lips. You gently kiss the pad of his thumb. You hear a purr thrum through his chest. He strokes your lips with his thumb and watches your reaction. He switches from the tip of his finger to lightly drag the claw along your lips. You slowly open your mouth. A rumble of a growl leaves Freddy’s mouth before he can snuff it out.
Slowly, he moves his finger into your mouth, past your lips, then your teeth until it meets your tongue as you swirl it around his digit. You both make eye contact again as you close your mouth on his thumb. You move your tongue around his digit and get it nice and wet. Then you pucker your lips and suck at his oversized appendage before releasing his thumb again.
His eyes shift to your mouth and he watches his saliva coated thumb as he pulls it out. He rubs it around your lips. His eyes find yours still watching him and a long deep growl fills the room. His hand turns to cup your chin as he tips it upwards as he leans down. Gently, he lowers his mouth to yours and kisses you.
His lips and mouth are oddly cooler than you are expecting. Your hands clutch at his jacket as he slips his tongue into your mouth. You welcome the intrusion and moan into his mouth. Before you even realize what is happening, Freddy pulls away as his tongue laps at your mouth during the retreat. You try to follow, but he still has a hold on your chin. He leans his head against the top of yours as you both catch your breath.
“Sorry, cool kid.” He gently rubs his nose against yours. “I think we are getting a bit too carried away there. Let’s get you fed and then we can talk.”
You are shaking your head. “No, I can eat later.”
“Heh, your stomach is growling louder than me right now. Want leftover pizza or should I make you a sandwich?”
You hang your head and sigh. “A sandwich sounds nice.”
“One sandwich for one cool kid coming up.”