{ Foxy }

The party started and the living room became more and more crowded with random people that began to show up. Foxy conversed wiht random teenagers and occasionally requested a country to make country haters angry, because he enjoyed being a troll.

Eventually, as he was drinking some Mountain Dew, he met Jenny and they started to talk. "So, you really like Bonnie, don't you?" she asked, smiling sweetly.

Foxy blushed slightly. "Aye, she's the best girlfriend ever. I'm even ready to propose to the lass," he told her excitedly, showing her the ring.

Jenny gasped and squealed. "Oh, that is SO adorable! You guys make the cutest couple ever."

Foxy smiled. "Thank ye. I'm just really nervous."

"About what?"

"Actually proposing."

"Why? You love her, don't you? And she loves you?"

"I don't know. She's been in a really bad mood lately. I'm just afriaid she'll say no or somethin'."

"I'm sure she won't!"

"I know. I'm just so nervous," Foxy admitted. His pirate accent kept slipping as he talked.

"If you're nervous, you can practice on me," Jenny offered, smiling.

Foxy chuckled. "Uh... what?"

"Pretend you're proposing to me, and act like I'm Bonnie," Jenny said like it was obvious. "It will help get rid of your nerves."

Foxy nodded. "A'ight," he said as he started to take the ring out of his pocket.

Jenny covered his hand. "No!" she whisper-screamed. "Not out here, she might see you!"

Foxy looked around. Bonnie was talking to some guy in the kitchen, she was completely distracted. He turned back to Jenny and raised an eyebrow.

"Come on," Jenny said, starting toward Freddy and Gold's bedroom. "It will only take a few minutes, I promise."

Sighing, Foxy finally gave in and followed her into the room. She left the door open just a crack.

"Alright," Jenny said, clapping her hands together. "Now you stand over here. I'll stand here. I'll be Bonnie and you be you." Foxy did as he was told and stood near one of the couches that had been temporarily moved into the room. He took out the ring and looked at it. It was a simple gold ring with a big diamond and two smaller purple amethyst gems on either side of it, since Bonnie's favorite color was purple.

Jenny looked at the ring with awe. "It's so beautiful!" she said. "It must have cost you a fortune!"

"Nah, it wasn't too much," Foxy chuckled. "Freddy's is much better."

She waved his comment off. "Don't compare yourself to your friends, sweetie," she told him. "Bonnie will love it."

"Thanks," Foxy said with a grin.

"Alright," Jenny said again. "Just act exactly how you would if I was really Bonnie."

Foxy took a deep breath and nodded. He took out the ring and held it behind his back with one hand. Jenny stood at the other side of the room, pretending to be texting someone on her phone. Foxy walked up to her, his pulse racing.

"Small conversation first," Jenny advised in a whisper. She then looked up and smiled. "Oh, hi Foxy!" she said in a much louder voice to show it was her acting.

"Hi... Bonnie." Foxy replied with a slight bit of hesitation in his voice. He blinked hard and tried to imagine Jenny as Bonnie, and they were at the park.

"Lovely day, isn't it?" Jenny asked, twirling a strand of curly blonde hair around her finger. "Compliments," she said in a whisper again; another tip.

Without her help, Foxy probably would have sucked at this. He was a hopeless romantic. Most of he and Bonnie's "dates" was them hanging out in his room watching Sherlock, because it was Bonnie's favorite TV show. Foxy found it hard to follow, but Bonnie was extremely smart and sometimes even solved the cases before the show revealed the culprit. That was another thing that he loved about Bonnie, she was a genius.

"Yeah but.. not as lovely as you?" Foxy said, phrasing it in more of a question than a statement.

Jenny gave a small nod of encouragement and then giggled. "Oh, thank you Foxy," she said, looking down at her feet.

Dang, Foxy thought. Bonnie is nothing like this. She would be expressionless since she hides her emotions really well.

"Anyway, I was wondering..." he started, but Jenny cut him off, whispering something about more conversation.

He sighed and racked his brain for something else to say. "How are you?" he asked lamely.

"Oh, I'm doing great!" Jenny said enthusiastically. Yep, nothing like Bonnie. This was just becoming more and more difficult.

A boy with purple hair and red eyes walked in. He stopped mid step and his eyes widened. "Oh! Sorry! I'll just take the other room, uh-" he stuttered, backing up and blushing wit embarrassment.

"Go on! Out!" Jenny shooed him out and pushed the door back to where it was only open a crack. She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Okay, we're running out of time. Bonnie is going to notice you're gone if we stay in here much longer. Just make sure when it really happens, you make some pleasant conversation first. Okay, proposal, action!"

Foxy held the ring firmly behind his back. "Anyway," he went on. "I need to ask you a question, Bonnie."

Jenny cocked her head slightly to the side. "Yes?" she asked in a sweet voice.

Foxy got down on one knee and pulled the ring out. It's Bonnie, he told himself. It's Bonnie. "Will you marry me?"

Jenny gasped and put her hands over her mouth. "Oh yes Foxy, yes!" she said in the most dramatic voice ever. It sounded like she was on some reality TV show.

Foxy stood. "Thanks, Jenny. I'm not as nervous now," he said.

Jenny shook her finger. "Uh uh, we arent' dont yet."

He knit his eyebrows. "What?"

"The girl always kisses the man when he proposes," Jenny said.

"Oh no I don't think-" Foxy started, but he was cut off.

She pressed him against the wall and pressed her lips to his. He grunted and tried to push her off, but despite her being so skinny, she was surprisingly strong. He couldn't get her off. She just kept kissing him.

She sure takes her roleplaying seriously.

When she finally pulled away, she smiled and said. "Good acting, Foxy. I think you'll do just-"

She was cut off by a gasp from the door. Foxy turned and his heart leapt into his throat. Standing in the doorframe was Bonnie, her green eyes wide and her mouth hanging open in shock. Her guitar was hanging around her neck, and she held the neck of the instrument with one hand, the other still on the door from when she pushed it open.

"Bonnie no, it's not-"

Foxy was cut off as Bonnie ran out of the room, tears squeezing out of her eyes. As she pushed through the crowd, a shriek erupted from her mouth, no doubt heard by everyone in the house.

"Cheater!"