Bonnie's P.O.V

"Bonnie! Bonnie what the hell, I've been waiting for like an hour for you!" said Foxy walking over to me and coming out of his place. "Oh, sorry. I forgot," I responded. "What have you been doing this whole time?" he asked. "Nothing really. Just been thinking," I responded. "That's depressing," he responded. "But what happened about the deal? I thought you would've nagged on me on how you planned that out so well," he asked. "I saw him again," I responded. "Matey, you're going to have to explain more then just say 'him.' Who was it?" he said. "Shadow Bonnie," I responded not looking at him. "Oh. Well... that's not good," he responded not knowing how to react. "Forget that, a deals a deal. You're about to get schooled on love 101," he said. "Nice name," I responded. "Thanks," he responded. "I was being sarcastic," I responded trying to let him know. "Right..." he responded feeling a bit dumb for not figuring that immediately. "Anyway, have a seat," he said pulling out the chair from the table he was standing next to. I stepped off the stage as I walked over to the seat and sat down. Foxy then walked to the other side and sat down as well, making it seem like this was more of professional type of conversation than a stranded one. "Alright, let's start off easy, what do you know about her?" he asked. "Well, she likes pizza, she likes to think she's a mother to Carl," I said. "Please don't bring him up," said Foxy. "Whatever. She's nice, caring, and she considers me a best friend," I said. "Hmm, that's good. Alright, the first thing you do if you get a conversation started, is to try to keep the subject about what things you have in common, or what you both like," he explained. "Well what if I already know what we have in common?" I asked unsure if his answer. So far this advice was pretty bland and simple, and that wasn't a good sign. "What do I look like a simpleton?" he asked. "No, but this seems pretty... ehhh, lackluster," I responded. "C'mon! Just have faith in my advice," he said. 'I have a low percentage of faith and it's already dropping,' I thought. "Alright, another thing is not to be nervous when you're around her, if so you kinda lose control and that takes over. You start to stutter and say random stuff, which doesn't give off a good presentation to her," said Foxy. "I guess that sounds right," I responded. "Another tip is don't try to be winging it," he said. "Says the person who did that," I added in. "Well... it's different, I know how to improvise. You on the other hand, ha! You have trouble cooping with that," he said. "Make a game plan before talking with her so you know what to do and what to say." "That's if I can decide what to say before talking to her," I said. "But what if she talks to me unexpectedly?" "Oh... well then maybe you will have to wing it," he said. "Wow! Nice encouraging words!" I said with sarcasm. "Whatever smartass," he responded. "And most importantly, and you better be god damn listening," he said pointing at me. "Don't try to rush it! It's risky as hell and I know from experience." "And that was your decision you decided to use to get Mangle," I said reminding him. "Ha, ha! Yes I'm a retard for doing that! But don't pull a me lad. Sure, it may seem like it could work but that's the risk; you don't know that aftermath. Besides, rushed relationships are a bitch to get through," explained Foxy. "But look at you and Mangle, you both made it work!" I said. "Barely. There was a lot of arguments I had to settle out to get it stable enough, but we made it work. Yet it wasn't easy," he said. "Well good to know," I said. "Anyways, that's about it," he said. "Now I need a break from today." He got out of his chair as he started walking towards his stage. The clock chimed six for a queue to rest up for the night, and I needed that from all the commotion I had to deal with today. "Remember! Don't tell her 'I love you' immediately!" he said from his stage. "I know!" I responded back. "I don't want to mess up. I want this to be a perfect relationship."