A/N: Hey, I'm back. Lol here's a smaller chapter, it's sort of a continuation of the last chapter, showing their after thoughts. Since it's smaller, I'm going to give a quick summary on the events and what Fawn is like. Fawn's an absent minded girl, with obvious social anxiety. She comes from a village in the forest that thrives on hunting and gathering. Maybe she's good at one of those, who knows yet. She's got long straight black hair that occasionally gets in her eyes, with a light tan, she's 5'8 and has bright hazel eyes, almost amber colored. Peach saw potential in her as a human, cuz she had a theory that she may be important cuz she's a human. So she took her to the castle along with her father figure. Then Jimmy, a lovely perverted dumbass OC, comes and kidnaps her by accident. So Kamek sees potential in her too, not only seeing her in the same way Peach did(to a lesser extent) but also as a love interest for Bowser. Fawn is under the impression that this was all staged by Peach as a sort of game to 'be her for a day' and (rightfully) assumed that means getting kidnapped. She kinda did this to relax herself, but no one has explained anything to her. But she's having fun, so she don't care.

On another note, thank you RebelliousElite99! The review was great, as I love getting them, and I said to review, favorite, and/or follow. You did all three, so you get bonus points or something! Lol and you have no idea how much of a relief it is to be told Fawn isn't an OC. I hate those, and I wanted to make Fawn different from the generic mob of OCs. So thanks! Whew, longest A/N! Bowser?

Bowser: Yeah, yeah...this author doesn't own anything but Fawn, and Cult...and Robin...and Jimmy...and Tina. The hell is with all these OCs!? They're muddying up the fic and taking attention from me!

Chapter 7: Dinner for two part 2

Fawn

I hadn't needed to wait much longer outside the door before Jimmy arrived. He looked excited, but nervous too.

"Hey Fawn," he greeted.

I nodded and replied, "Hi...um..." I blanked on his name for a second. "...Jimmy. Thanks for picking me up."

He chuckled nervously. "Yeah, uh, no problem. These halls are pretty weird, so it's easy to get lost. Come on, I'll take you back to your room."

I nodded and we started walking. I was beginning to drift off, thinking of the night, when he coincidentally asked me, "So uh...how'd the dinner with Bowser go?"

I paused to think about my answer, as it was rather...eventful.

Bowser looks really cool, and strong, like he's from a dream, or a storybook. He started out hating me...and I found out that it was because he wanted Peach, not me. He also hurt my feelings. But I also made him laugh, and then I asked him if he could be my friend, and he said yes. So it was...

"It was nice," I said, smiling faintly.

The answer seemed to surprise him. "Really?"

I nodded and smiled a little more. "Yes. We're friends now."

His eyes widened. "Friends!? Really?" he asked, incredulously.

I nodded. I suppose it's natural for him to be surprised, he didn't like me at first. "Yes, we had some trouble at first. But I asked him if he wanted to be friends, and I think he said yes."

Surprise remained on his face for a little longer, before he sighed in what I think was relief. "Oh...I'm glad. I'm...really glad you guys managed to get along. Bowser has trouble with new people sometimes."

I nodded. "Yes, I could tell..." I realized how distant I was becoming. I couldn't focus on really anything now. I noted it was because I was tired.

I heard a clicking noise. "Well...here's your room."

I looked up and noticed that we had reached the pink door. He held the door open for me.

I nodded slowly and took hold of the door. "Okay...thanks..."

"No...thank you, Fawn."

Confused by his statement, I turned to him. But he was already walking away.

"Night," he called backwards to me.

"Oh...night!" I called back.

I turned away from him and walked in to my new room. Even in my dulled state, the pink aesthetics of the room and the bright overhead light shocked me. This room really is to bright for my tastes...

Shaking my head, I turned the lights off and groped around until I found my bed. I began to take off my clothes to sleep in my undergarments, but realized taking off the dress was as hard as putting it on. I fumbled and struggled and kicked around, in an attempt to free myself. Geez, it's like a trap! How does Peach go anywhere with this thing on!? One way or another, I had struggled out of my clothes and on to the bed. I drew the covers over me and began to sleep.

Or so I would've preferred. But the events of the day still had me buzzing with thought. I thought of how it started as a normal day, and how I then met Peach and left my village for the first time, then became friends with Peach, then got kidnapped, then made friends with Bowser, Tina, and I think Jimmy. It was a ludicrous day, truly, and it was keeping me up as I just thought of it, even though I was tired. But most of all, I was excited.

Today's events had me excited, from all that had happened, and all that was to come. What will being friends with Bowser be like? What'll happen tomorrow? I forgot to ask about what's happening...I'll ask tomorrow, today was to eventful to remember something like that. ...Will I find my purpose soon, if I have one?

I couldn't sleep with all these thoughts and feelings. This was a common occurrence, and this type of insomnia did happen to me every now and then. So I dealt with it the way I could.

I sang little songs to myself. Songs that were made up in the village, and songs that I had heard on the public radio or TV at the pub. Sometimes, I felt things that I wanted to get out, but couldn't. So I sang, and I found that it helped.

So I sang songs quietly in the dark until it tired me and I fell to sleep.

Bowser

I walked through the halls toward my room with jumbled thoughts going through my mind. What was with that girl? She was so weird...she was practically gawking at me the whole time. But she wasn't afraid of me...she asked me to be her friend. In a really weird way, yeah, but she still did. And now that I think about it...she never looked that scared of me. She just looked nervous. Maybe she was faking! ...Oh who am I kidding? I know she wasn't faking. I just know. So she wasn't afraid of me...then she's almost like Peach... I shook my head. No, she's nothing like her! But...maybe she is different than the others.

I sighed to myself. She thinks I'm her friend. Am I? I don't know...I don't know if I want that. I need to be careful, I still don't know what she's really like. She could be...argh, screw it! Why am I still thinking about it when I could be getting some rest?

I forced myself to stop thinking and began to walk faster. My room came in to sight. I was about to finally escape from it all when I heard a voice stop me.

"Hello, milord!" Kamek called to me. I turned my head to see him rushing down the hall to meet me. I groaned inwardly.

He stood next to me, huffing from the run. He really is getting old. "So...how was the date?"

I growled. I really didn't want to talk about this anymore. I stomped in to my room, completely ignoring Kamek, and slammed the door. Once I was inside, I was thinking about finally just plopping on my bed, and ending these stressful day. But something stopped me, and I knew what it was. I groaned softly and opened the door, just a crack. I had caught Kamek right before he left, and he turned at the sound of the door opening.

"It was okay..." I said, quietly. Saying no more, I shut the door.

Oh Bowser...sucks to suck. I don't know how I ended up with so many OCs, I just did XD lol oh well it's not like I'm making any of them besides Fawn and Cult kinda developed, so it doesn't seem that bad I guess. Well, review, favorite, follow, yadada.

Oh, PS, if you're gonna review, why not guess what super awesome cartoon I was referencing with that last scene with Bowser and Kamek? Hint: Replace Bowser's words 'It was okay...' with 'It was nice...' to get the actual dialogue ;) well, see ya later