I look around while I wait for dinner. Foxy outdid this, he did an amazing job!

Foxy catches my eye and I turn to him. He's smiling again, making me gush. I play with the flower in my hair and sigh heavily.

"Hey, Mangle," I look over at him with caring eyes and listen. "I want to say thanks. I-I've felt so lonely for, for so long, and then you show up. You made me feel special, Mang. And I want to do everything I can to make you happy."

I smile as I feel my heart warm. He really thinks that?

I love this fox so much, I'm glad he's happy. He's the only thing I care about.

I sniff the air as I smell the steak. I smile, as well as Foxy, and I turn my gaze back to him.

"So, do you have anything else planned?" I ask genuinely. Foxy nods and answers my question:

"Yup. I was thinking we share some chocolate ice cream together, and I walk you home."

Oh no..

I gulp and quickly think of an excuse. "A-actually, I have to do a bunch of of stuff before I go home so there's really no point in doing that. M-maybe next time?"

"I can come with, though," he replies.

"I'M BUYING GIRL THINGS!!!"

Foxy backs down and I apologize. Where in the world did that come from?

He nods sullenly. I feel really bad for him.

I hear the oven beep and Alia pulls the beautiful steak out.

Cooked to perfection!

She places half on one plate, half of the other on the plate beside it.

"Dinner is served!"

She brings the food towards us and gently sets the plates down on the table. Foxy grabs his fork and digs in.

Alia grabs red wine, witch looks like it's about a month old. She pours it in my glass, followed by foxy's. I grab it as Foxy makes a toast:

"To my glorious girlfriend, someone I can always count on!"

We clink our glasses together and I take a little sip from the glass.

My face cringes in disgust and push the glass aside. I forgot about how much I disliked wine.

Foxy chuckles and I shoot a dirty look at him, which only earns me another laugh.

"You're cute when you're mad, Mang," he laughs. I roll my eyes and take a small bite of my steak.

I look over at Foxy's steak which is already gone. I gawk at him who laughs and puts his plate away.

"How'd you--" I start and trail off, completely confused of how he ate it so fast.

"The Crimsons eat fast, my friend. So you better be prepared when you become one."

I blush and smile dreamily at the thought of him and I married.

I snap back and finish eating my steak after a while and Alia grabs the ice cream.

As I'm about to eat another small piece, Foxy grabs his fork and stabbed the rest of my steak with it, then eats it.

"Hey!"

He laughs and brings my plate to the sink.

I laugh a bit as I rub my temple. "God, you have a big mouth," I sigh at him who has made his way towards our table.

"The better for kissing,"

I nod unsuspectingly and he kisses me on the mouth passionately. I instantly kiss him back and feel his arms snake around my waist. I rap my arms around his gentle neck.

He bites my lip, asking for permission to come inside, which I grant him. He slips his tongue in my mouth and leaves no place unexplored. He then slips his hands up the upper part of my dress and caresses my back with his index fingers, making sure he doesn't go too far.

This sensation is amazing, I never want it to end. Foxy makes me feel... Real. Like I belong. I never want to stop this feeling for anything in the world, this is all I need in this reality of mine, it's just him and I. Him and I forever--

"Desert is ready, so quit smooching, ya lovebirds!"

We sadly break the kiss and seat ourselves.

There's a bowl cup thing with chocolate ice cream inside of it in front of me to eat.

Now it's my turn to eat it first, Crimson!

I grab a major scoop with my spoon and forcefully shove it in my mouth. The aftermath of the coldness in my food hits me, and I instantly regret my decision as it fills my mouth with cold.

Foxy, being himself, laughs loudly and points at me.

I sigh angrily and an idea pops up in my head.

I smirk, grab my spoon, shove it in my ice cream and make a mighty scoop. I then grab the top of the spoon with my thumb and index finger and aim it at the red haired boy across from me. His jaw drops, and fortunately does NOT have enough time to shield himself.

Splat!

The ice cream hits him right on the forehead and slides off, leaving a brown mark from the bottom of is forehead, to his annoyingly perfect nose.

He yelled as he wipes his face and glances over to me. I laugh most I've laughed before and wipe a tear from my eye.

"That's what Foxy Crimson deserves!" I yell between laughter and sigh amusingly.

"Alright, fine. Two can play that game, Mangle Snow," he scowled.

Before I know what's going on, was hit by a piece of ice cream too and I gasp in shock. I take the ice cream off of my eyelid and set it down. Before thinking, I grabbed Foxy's ice cream and spat inside of it.

"That's what you get!" I scream playfully as an angry Foxy stands up and chases me around.

Soon he catches me and picks me up. He throws me in the bedroom on his bed and leaves, closing the door behind it.

Footsteps fade away and come back to the door.

I hear a spoon hit a bowl and then Foxy's voice. "Wow, Mang! Your ice cream tastes soooo good!"

I get up and sprint to the door. "FOXY! OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!!" I scream without a response from him.

A minute later he opens the door and hands me an empty bowl. "Here. You can have the rest!"

I set the bowl aside and playfully tackle Foxy, which caught him off guard.

He toppled over with me on top of him and we fall together. I feel him grab the back of my head and bring me toward his chest, trying to protect me from falling. Me, being totally clueless didn't do anything and I fell on the wooden floor, safe from any harm.

Foxy's knees somehow have latched on my waist and is holding himself up with his free arm. My arms are spread apart, one now moving to his back.

I look at him, his golden eyes. My face drags closer to his, my lips ready to meet his once again.

My lips slowly touch his gentle ones and part. We kiss again and again and again and he pulls me up, not breaking the kiss. His tongue slips in my mouth as I grab his neck. He slips his right arm up the upper part of my dress until he touches something made of silk. He follows it to my back and feels tiny hooks on the fabric. He pulls one apart and I grab his arm and pull it out.

"Nuh-uh, not yet. You have to earn it," I tell him after breaking the kiss. He wines and I shush him with a kiss. He breaks it and puts one on my neck.

I smile with pleasure, but push him away. "No means no!"

He sighs, picks me up, and seats me on the couch. He plays the movie The Kissing Booth on Netflix. {I know, a random movie} He sits beside me and I cuddle with him throughout the movie.

By the point where the girl named Elle makes up with the younger brother I check the time.

9:54?!

I grab my stuff and start to panic. I slip my shoes on and say goodbye to Alia.

Foxy pauses the movie and catches up to me. "Hey, where are you going?" He asks, concerned.

I sigh and give him a peck on the cheek. "I have to go, I'm sorry."

"But--"

"Foxy, I have to. You know what happens."

He nods sadly and hugs me tightly. "Bye. Sorry you couldn't stay any longer,"

I break the hug and leave the house, starting my walk home.

'Say no Mangle. Say it for me.'

Yup, its been a while. But its finally out! I hope you enjoyed it, it took me  a while. Have a gut day!

PS, rcmastah, I still need your oc, and maybe everyone's too.