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The Prom Plan (Part 2)

Prompt: Maybe Chica isn't so sure about her mistakes.

Chica found herself storming down the sidewalk in a prom dress and heels, with her painted beak set in a pointed frown. First she had given him the time of day- some nobody from the chess club asking her out- and then he wouldn't even give her a ride home. As though he was too good for her.

She was already falling in love with him.

But her roster of suitors was full as it was. If she would even consider keeping Scott as her newest squeeze, then she would have to make room. She gave a thoughtful hum as she started up the driveway to her house. Yes, one of her suitors would have to go... But which one?

First and foremost, there was Foxy. Foxy had been with her the longest and thus had a significant place in her heart. That, and his athletic body. Being one of the star runners on the track team, Foxy was quite a catch. She couldn't lose him.

Then there was Freddy. Freddy could be uptight at times and stuck by the rules, but he was also so warm and inviting. Especially with his big, warm paws. Not to mention that his place on the student council- when he still went to school- was an impressive feat.

There was Silver the wolf. While he was mostly a lesser Foxy with a bad-boy complex, she couldn't help but revel in the competition that they used to have when in school. The fighting, the rivalry, the passion-! She needed to keep him for that alone. They could fight over her.

Then there was Toy Bonnie. He was sweet and timid, perhaps a little too much so, but she couldn't deny that he was an amazing listener. So sensitive too! He could cry at the drop of a hat, and was a willing and eager cuddler. She couldn't let him go or she'd break his heart.

Funtime Foxy was a whole lot of talk, and not just because he used to do the school announcements. A remarkable smooth-talker and ladies man, many girls had tried to tie him down and only Chica had been successful. It would be a shame to let that go after all of that hard effort.

But Marionette had a voice too, and when he sung it was as though the world came alive. He stayed in perfect tune as he trilled out the most beautiful melodies. Not to mention that he also played the piano and the violin, which made him multi-talented! He had a way with strings.

Then there was Pigpatch... Honestly, Pigpatch didn't really have much going for him. Other than reciting old proverbs, he didn't really have any hobbies or skills. He was definitely the bottom of the group, but Chica knew it would look like it was based on appearance. She would look totally shallow!

It was then, as she was shutting the front door, that she had a brilliant idea. They could vote on who needed to be let go. Then when they chose someone- probably Pigpatch- it would seem fair and just, and she would still be framed in a good light. Besides, Scott was worth it. She had to have him.

Chica was nearly bubbling as she slipped a kitchen knife under her dress- so nobody would feel uneasy- and headed through the door to the basement. She was nearly bouncing as she headed down the stairs and into the room at the bottom.

"I'm home, guys! And I've got big news!" Chica greeted as she flicked on the light.

And proceeded to stair at seven empty chairs and cut rope. Her suitors were gone.

Maybe she should've used chains and padlocks.