The rain hit against his fur hard like needles. The air was cold and cleansing. The Doctor was right, alcohol had no effect on a brooding heart than this. The German had stopped his music a while ago. He said he wouldn't perform for people to just have some fun.

"I am a Doctor! Not entertainment!"

Bonnie was back in his room with a towel around his neck as he smiled softly. He felt a lot better, soothed, content. His fur was still damp though, it'd take a while for him to dry out completely. Everyone was probably like that too, but he knew better than to walk around in the cold to catch something.

He didn't want to lay in his bed either, he didn't want it to get wet. So instead of laying down, he walked over to the window. They were courteous enough to remove the bars from it. Still, it wasn't much to look at anyway. Just a big empty street with rundown buildings. Not a soul to be seen. Freddy most likely went back to his little castle since it's so late now. Him and his little Prince.

Bonnie rolled his eyes.

That kid was nowhere near Freddy's level. He didn't exert any fear or at least power. He was like a frightened little baby and his tattoo was stupid too. How was he going to lead Belladonna in the future? Bonnie wiped the fur on his face when a knock was heard at his door.

"It's open." He called back as he slipped his small muscle shirt off to put a dry one on. Red fur peeked from behind the door before the figure stood fully in his presence.

"Hey." Sarah greeted him. Bonnie shook his head and took off the towel from around his neck.

"Hey." He said simply, looking though his dresser for a dry pair of pants.

"I wanted to apologize for what happened between you and Joey. I didn't mean to start anything."

"I'll keep you in my prayers, Sarah, but I don't know when they'll be answered. Mine weren't." he stared at her. "You should probably go" She stared at him with confusion.

"What's the matter? If something's on your mind, you can just tell me. Maybe venting will help you?"

"Sarah, if I did that, I would literally be killed. Just get out of here. Maybe you can find Alex or Joey to talk to." He gave her a looks.

"…Alright." She sighed, closing the door behind her.

Damn. Did he really just say all that? He would have jumped at the opportunity to talk to anyone like her years ago. Joey was right, he was becoming cold. But you have to be cold in order to survive.

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The door behind her closed gently as she walked down the hallway. It was really bad coming here. All these men leered at her in a way that made her feel an inch tall. This wasn't what she expected. At all. The only thing that made her feel safe was that Alex was here. Even with their rough patched wounds, Alex wouldn't let anything happen to her. She might as well just leave before something happens.

"Ah, little vixen." A suave voice called. She turned to around to the source of the voice. It was Freddy, dressed in a white button up with a black tuxedo vest over it. "Love, wait outside next time. The men here need to concentrate. We can discuss business at a different location."

Sarah stared at him skeptically as she slowly walked toward the door with him. She had a red hoodie on with black leggings to match.

"Oh, so should I just continue meeting you there instead?" Freddy nodded his head. The two guards at the door moved aside for them and the doors shut behind them. In front of the was a black car which made Sarah's brows lift in surprise. It was sleek, expensive looking. Could have been a Tesla car if she had gotten a better look at it.

"Oh…um. My clothes are wet. I wouldn't want to ruin your seating."

Freddy eyed her a moment and shrugged his shoulders. "Go ahead, little vixen. I can always send my car to get professionally washed." Freddy got into the front seat and Sarah entered into the passenger's seat as they both drove off.

The door opened up as soon as the car had pulled out from vision. Alex was standing there, looking around. "Hey, where'd they go?" she asked the guard. The Rottweiler shrugged.

"Dunno, gonna talk about business or something at a different place. Maybe over dinner." The dog kept his attention and head looking straight as he talked to her.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" she said with a laugh. "That fucking girl. She's such a fucking user." She kicked the door, heading back out into her own car. If Sarah didn't need her, then she sure didn't need Sarah. Alex put her car in reverse as she backed out of the driveway and drove off down the road, disappearing in the night.

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Freddy had stopped by the large black, church and stepped out, opening the door for her. She stepped out and looked up at the church.

"Oh my, you live in a church?" she asked, stepping up to the front gate with him as they entered in.

"Yes, it's large with many bedrooms and a large office." He explained and opened the large door, entering in. "My apprentice also lives with us. He'll be out of our hair though."

Freddy lead her upstairs toward his office. She stepped inn tentatively. The rain was still battering against the window but not as hard as it was earlier. Sarah looked down at the seat and shyly sat down.

"I'm so sorry to meet you like this. It's so unprofessional." She hid her embarrassed smile. Thank God her fur was orange, he wasn't able to see her blush.

"Don't worry your beautiful face about it." He smiled at her and poured them both a drink. "So, you want a singing career, hm?" he said, pushing a glass toward her.

"Yes. You said you had connections for me?" she said, staring down at the drink skeptically. He downed his drink in one shot with a shrug.

"Connections? Maybe. Opportunities ?Many." he gave her a seductive look. "You sing exclusively for my men down at the bar where the German pulled everyone outside. You live with me here and I will have you living as a queen. Anything you want you will have. The only thing is this, you don't ask any questions and just do as your told. Every other night, you dress in that gown of yours and go perform for them just like you would anywhere else. How does that sound?"

Sarah pondered the thought a moment. Anything she wanted? Just doing her normal job and getting anything she wanted in return?

"What's the catch? Does that mean I'm not allowed to go out and always have to report to you?"

"Not at all, do whatever it is you want. But so help me if you are performing somewhere else. You agree to this, we are in a verbal contract."

"I agree." She said, putting her hand out to him. "Does that mean I sleep here?"

He reached out and grasped her hand firmly, shaking it. "Yes, you'll sleep here in any room you want. My men will gather your things. Fear not, nothing will be stolen. They've been properly trained." He grinned.

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Bonnie was back at the bar, drinking a beer that he had to purchase again since The Doctor had smashed the other one on the ground. He did feel better after that. Just being outside in the fresh air made him think a lot. The first thing on his mind was why should he care about the survival of others when no one cared about his survival? That's why he stopped going after Sarah.

Foxy cares about you.

Bonnie stopped in mid sip and put his drink down. Foxy did care about him. Foxy was putting his life on the line to help him out and he just let Sarah leave with hurtful words. He shook his head and sighed. It didn't matter. Sarah wouldn't be part of this gang anyway. She's just a singer. Once she finds out about what Freddy does she'll stop right in her tracks. Well…hopefully she will.

His attention turned over to the TV as he watched the sport game play. The signal was awful because of the storm outside. Still, everyone was crowded around it. Sports were boring to him anyway. He took another sip of his beer.

A hard slap came across his back, causing him to choke to choke on the liquid as he turned to see his attacker.

"What the fuck, Tiny!?" he coughed and pounded his chest.

"Ay, man! I just wanted to congratulate you on yer first scruff!" he patted his back again and took a seat behind him. "To show claws with Joey, man? You got some balls. We was all wrong about you!" he laughed and banged the counter. "Yo, barkeep! Heineken!" he called out. The Hyena barkeep took out a green glass bottle and slid it down to the big brute.

Bonnie rolled his shoulders were Tiny patted him. "Really, man, you gotta watch your strength. I cant handle Joey hitting me, what makes you think I can handle you?"

"Damn, rabbit, you need to put some muscle on ya if ya cant handle me patting you." He lifted up his bottle, clinking it to Bonnie's. "Congrats! Even The Doctor's taking a liking to you" he chugged half his drink down.

"What do you mean The Doctor likes me?" the purple rabbit looked at him with a confused stare.

"Man, everyone's talking about it. You're his favorite ever since you keep going along with whatever he says. Man, no one would've got out in the rain to dance like that!" he laughed. "Don't be surprised if he comes out and asks you to be his apprentice. That guy's got his eyes on you."

Bonnie laid his head on the counter and sighed. Yeah, that's exactly what he needed. Another psycho maniac who had his eyes on him and who he couldn't say no to. Except this one liked him enough to not shove a poker in his throat.

"Does that mean I got to learn German?"

Tiny laughed again.

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Pretty short chapter because of the summer days. Will post more and longer chapters soon.