If there is a Markiplier video there I must've forgotten to change it. Mark helps me write. He boosts my creativity.

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Ballora:

I got into the driver's seat while Foxy got into the passenger's seat. I sighed as I tried to find a way out of the parking lot. Once we got out, I started the conversation. "Okay, I'm going to be very blunt here, just so you know." I stated. "Okay." He awkwardly replied, probably unsure of where it was going.

        "You and Bonnie like each other. Something's there, and you're going to notice it soon. She's the perfect person for someone like you, and you, her. Me and F. Foxy are trying our best to make everything work out for you two. So, I'm going to tell you some things about our Bonnie." I said calmly. "W.....w-what?" He asked. "We know already, my friend." I told him. "Okay." He said quietly. "So...what are the things?" He asked curiously. "I'll start with some possible conversation starters. One, Bonnie supervises my children. As your relationship strengthens, starting the conversation off by simply saying, 'How are Ballora's kids doing?' can quickly lead to, 'They sound like they need a fellow kid around.' Easy as pie." I started off. "A fellow....kid." He mumbled. I could see a soft pink glow from the corner of my eye. Was he blushing? I looked to my right and he was indeed blushing a little. I smiled to myself, but continued on. "Two, if there's anything Bonnie loves, it's making people feel loved and helping them through difficult times. She always knows when someone is feeling a certain way. Don't bother lying to her about how you feel, because she knows the truth. *discreetly inserts author pov* Try starting off with......" Ballora continued as they drove off to their designated location.

Well, believe it or not, there were 4 accidents on their way there. They took that as a sign and turned around. Since it took so long to drive there, it would take even longer to go back. Foxy fell into a very nice and quiet sleep.

But it wouldn't stay so peaceful for long.

Foxy P.O.V.

I must've had a nightmare. I say that because I woke up to Ballora tightly gripping my arm. "Oh good, you're awake." Ballora said relieved. "It was a nightmare wasn't it? Are you okay?" She asked, giving my arm a light squeeze to let me know she was there. "Yeah, I'm okay. But I can't remember what it was about." I replied. "Oh. Well, we could take you to the Nightmares." she said. "Maybe one of them could figure it out." "Yeah. That sounds nice to me." I replied. There was silence after that. Maybe it lasted...for 12 minutes. Maybe longer.

But not for too long.

"Listen, buddy. Funtime Foxy has been telling me about your....current mental state due to what you believe people think about you. It makes me worry if you're going to be okay. It makes me worry if Bonnie can keep up with you." Ballora said. I looked up at her. She looked genuinely concerned. It warmed me a little. It was very nice of her. But she wasn't finished. "Besides, why are you so hard on yourself? You understand that you don't have to be perfect, right? I mean hey, look at Bonnie! She's taller than her kind should be, half a pound over the average weight, and to top it all off, she doesn't even go through heat." I lightly gasped. "Woah, wait. Really? She doesn't?" I asked. "Nope. I noti- I mean she noticed her first heat was very late, and so it never came. She noticed." She put emphasis on "she" as an attempt to put me under the illusion that she wasn't always the mother of the friend group. Yeah, if you couldn't tell, it wasn't working. But I didn't acknowledge it. I only smiled at her efforts and looked onward at the cars and buildings passing by us.

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Bonnie:

After we arrived back at the workplace, I got out of the car and thanked F. Foxy for the information. "Anytime. And if he ever acts up, let me know and I'll set him straight again." She said while winking. I laughed. "Of course." I replied. I watched her drive off before going back inside. I walked all the way down to my room. I almost made it before I was tackled by Chica. "Oof." I said as I hit the ground. "Shh." She commanded.

I ignored.

"What was that for?" I asked, annoyed that she would tackle me. "I need you to come with me and Freddy." She replied. "You could've just told me that. Minus the tackle. Wouldn't have changed a thing." I remarked.

Wait a minute! Isn't she supposed to be all shy and stuff? Where did all of that go?

It didn't matter. I gently removed her from on top of me and stood up. "Now...what's the problem?" I asked. "We know why you're here." Freddy said from behind her.

I could feel my heart drop all the way to Hell.

Oof.

"But it's okay, because that's why we're here too." He finished.

My heart took the stairs instead of the elevator. "WhAt WaS iT?" I said. Freddy only looked down at me and nodded with his arms crossed.

And then Foxy came out. "Bonnie, you're going to wake- wait. What are you guys doing out this late?"