Yo! I'm here with another new chapter! I asked for a bit of advice from PikachuPrinplup (another great author here) and he gave me a bit of advice... and on another note I just want to apologise for the scale of rudeness in the story :D! The swearing will tone down a bit, but it's okay 'coz its blanked! Bonnie finally realises the mistakes she's made, and in the next chapter she makes another one! Will she ever turn back to the normal toon she was before she died? Read to find out!
On another note sorry I sound so like a cheesy author instead of my usual I don't care what you think attitude! Anyway, if you don't like this story, then why the **** are you reading it? Pardon my french... and go read O.O
My head is throbbing. Bloody hell, I can't even remember what happened last night! I get out of my bed and slip downstairs. Aqua's sitting there, drinking coffee. Shaun is next to her, trying to calm her down. Aqua's crying.
"Hey guys," I say. They stare at me. Aqua leaps onto to me.
"What the f*** were you thinking, Queen Bonnie Thunderspeed?" Shaun pulls her off. She's crying so hard, that I don't know what to say. I look at her upset eyes. She thrusts a newspaper into my hands.
"Bloo-dy hell," I say. I can barely speak. On the front page is a picture of me and the cat. Kissing.
"I want a species change," I say. Aqua looks at me in disbelief.
"Are. You. Mad?" she says, gasping for air after the crying. I find myself crying. I just can't believe being drunk did that to me.
There's a rapping on the door. I open it, and a flood of paparazzi come in. Microphones are being shoved into my face, and cameras are blinding me. Shaun hisses at them, trying to protect me.
"Leave her alone," he snaps, bearing his claws, keeping the madmen at bay. I don't know what to say and do. Questions are being fired at me at every direction. 'What's your relationship with the cat? Were you both drunk? Are you two in love?' I try to block their voices but fail miserably. Aqua grabs my hand and tries to take me to the kitchen and bolt the door, but one of the paparazzi pulls me back.
"Let go of me!" I shout. Oh ****. I wish I'd never said that. I bet £1000 that that's gonna be on the front cover.
A car screeches to a halt. A fancy, black Rolls Royce with gold windows. The black cat steps out. The paps lose interest in me and come rushing up to him. His bodyguards throw them to the ground. Bodyguards. I take he's famous. Oh, who am I kidding, of course he's famous! He walks to the doorstep, and before he can enter, Shaun blocks his way.
"You're not coming in here," Shaun glares at him. He snickers. The big, bulky dogs push Shaun away. The cat comes to me. He smiles and hands me my precious necklace, given to me by Aqua when I was born.
"My name's Jayden. Jayden LightningBolt. Singer/songwriter-" I cut through his sentence.
"Your point?" He stares at me and stifles a grin. I help Shaun to his feet. Aqua gives him a hug. Then they both turn to Jayden and glare. I don't think I've ever seen that level of mad before, to be honest. Jayden smiles sheepishly, and then turns to me. He blushes and then gives me a small device. A metal box has two antennas on the top, (I think) a microphone attached to it, and there's a red button at the bottom.
"It's an Earth device. Whenever you want, you can go visit Earth from Haptopia for an hour. I've watched you cry at the Fountain of the Future, and I thought that you're the one who deserves it the most. Please accept it as a token of my apology," Jayden says softly. How embarrassing... I didn't know people watched me when I went to watch Sally and Pop! Shaun steps forward.
"I don't trust you," he says gravely, "after all the trouble you've caused! I mean, you made her drunk!" Jayden stares at Shaun. There's silence. Then the black cat picks up on a cheery tone.
"Well, I best be off now! Better go sort out the paparazzi so they leave you alone. See you, Bonnie!" He left without saying another word. The bodyguards stared at me and left with him. Aqua shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Shaun grabs the device out of my hands.
"Maybe I should go, just in case it's a trap," he says, fiddling with the machine. Aqua agrees. I groan. He presses the red button and hey presto, he vanishes. Aqua clings onto my hand.
"I hope he's okay," Aqua whispers. In a blinding flash of light, Shaun's back, with some packaged popcorn and some cream pies and cog gears.
"Any news on Sally and Eliza and everyone?" I ask. The orange cat blushes.
"Sorry Bonnie and Aqua, but I was too busy having fun! Well, you see, you're invisible because you're dead, so you can creep up on people and give them a scare! I crept up to a Mingler that was beating toons up on the street, and smack she was down and dead. I brought all the parts and some pies so we can make our own cog to beat up! Oh, and I was there to witness Flippy stepping down as mayor," There was silence.
"How the **** did you do all of that in a second?" I yell. He shrugs and grins. I grab the device and press the red button. Nothing happens.
"Oh yeah, and it takes about a day to charge," Shaun says, grinning. I swear. Aqua runs to the bathroom and comes back with some soap. She grabs me and washes my mouth! The foul taste of soap completely takes over. I fight back but the soap weakens me. Once Aqua decides she's done a good job, she lets me rinse my mouth.
"What was that for?" I shout. The red mouse smiles triumphantly.
"I'm sick of your swearing, missus, so knock it off," I glare at her and go and mooch in my room.
I stare at the Lady Lala posters in my room. Digging into my closet, I find the shirt I was wearing when I died. My parents had got me a Lady Lala top, with a picture of her dancing in her signature bow dress. People say I've changed, but I never think that I have. But I've become someone depressed. I don't care about anyone's feelings. I only pity myself. Aqua's right. I'm so selfish. I rummage some more in the wardrobe. I find my old sneakers. They still fit me. I put the two on, along with a denim skirt. Twirling, I catch myself smiling in the mirror. So this was the younger me... I've been dead so long I can hardly remember. I think about Sally and Pop and Eliza and my parents laying lilies at my statue. They're worshipping a slut. I don't deserve to be loved.
I spend half an hour in my room teaching myself a valuable lesson. Love is something you earn. Not something you get.