Hi ho everyone!

Sorry about the delay! Had to polish up this chapter since the one I wrote beforehand didn't make the cut. Hopefully you folks would still enjoy i!

And, by the looks of things, you guys are still not backing down about the whole MikexMangle thing. Seeing as how things are going, I might just make it happen!

Might. No guarantees my friends.

Anyways, that's all from me folks! Ciao!

Mike silently lied in his bed, his head looking at the neatly ceiling with his hands behind him. Not even a full day and he was already quite overwhelmed by what has happened to him. This odd little town had more interests and quirks than he had ever seen in the last 6 years back at Manhattan. The people, the places, the sights, smells and laughter all about. It seemed almost like paradise. His talk with one of his boss, Foxcardi, had only reconfirmed this. A town where trust and honesty were upheld and where practically everyone is friends with one another. It was surreal.

He stretched an arm and reached for his phone which was on the bedside drawer, checking the time for a moment. His phone read 6.37PM. A little too early to be sleeping, especially after the drastic change he had to undergo. He placed his phone on his chest and looked at the ceiling once more, deeply thinking about what to do now. The important stuff that he had to do was, in short, done and he had a whole lot of spare time. Maybe he could visit one of his neighbors? Perhaps the two feathered sisters that he had surprisingly grown accustomed to.

*DING**DONG*

...And on second thought, maybe not. Mike switched his vision over to the door, staring at it intently for a moment. It rang yet again and soon Mike had a feeling that he wouldn't have a moments worth of peace without him answering it. He sat up, shifting himself so that his legs were now hanging on the ledge of his bed before walking over to the door, where it rang for a third time. Sadly enough, there isn't a peephole on his door, so he couldn't tell who might be. In fact, the rest of the rooms in the building as well, as far as he could recall. Slowly opening it, he peeked his head round the corner and saw himself face to face with Bonnie, who smile at him warmly and gave him a small wave.

"Hey Mike!" Bonnie greeted, "I hope I wasn't intruding on anything". She scratched the back of her head, as if feeling a bit embarrassed.

Mike was about to greet her normally, but thought against it when he came up with something else. Now normally, he wouldn't do this, but the opportunity presented itself, so why not? "Oh hey B-Bonnie" Mike stuttered with a forced grin. "Umm...You uhh...Kind of..." He paused in intervals and began to breathe heavily, which caused Bonnie's eyes to grow large with her cheeks gradually growing crimson.

"O-Oh! S-S-Sorry about that!" She exclaimed in shock as she covered her face, only letting her eyes be shown. "I d-didn't know you were...umm..." She awkwardly replied, "M-maybe I'll come back later!".

Mike, who noticed Bonnie's rather embarrassed look, laughed out loud. "Oh dear god...Holy crap that was funny!" Mike exclaimed behind his door. This had only caused Bonnie's crimson face to deepen, even more embarrassed at how she was the butt of the joke. "Oh man, your reaction was priceless Bonnie" Mike wheezed out after his hearty laugh session.

"MIKE!" Bonnie exploded as she swung the door open and stormed inside Mike's room, no longer shocked by her timing but was now fuming. "I can't believe you fucking did that!" She swore at him, only causing Mike to laugh even more with small tears falling at the side of his eyes from laughing too hard.

"Jesus Christ on a Pogo-stick, that was hilarious!" Mike wheezed out, composing himself once again. A few chuckles still managed to escape him, but he suddenly looked to be fine once again. "So uhh...Need something?" He asked, taking a seat on his bed with a cheeky grin on his face. Bonnie, who was still unamused of his joke, folded her arms as she stood in front of him.

"So how was the interview then? I take it that it was fine?" She asked, raising a brow to indicate her curiosity.

"Great actually! I was surprised more so, since Mr Foxy told me more about how work...well, worked" Mike said, shrugging his shoulders. "Who knew stuff like honesty would be a huge factor in this small town?"

Bonnie chuckled a little, her mood now easing up. "Yea, I know what you mean. When I was still new here, Freddy gave me a rough overview about how stuff worked. Needless to say I was dumbfounded". She sighed and closed her eyes, as if in deep thought, "Gosh, I feel old just from saying it. Now I kinda know how Old man Foxy feels. Damn bastard and his wacky self" She added, chuckling at the end.

Mike laughed alongside her. She must have stayed here when she's still fairly young. And now that Mike has mentioned that, he never noticed just how young she still was. Her fur coat looked really lush and velvety, very different from how any of his other furry companion looked. Sure, Mangle's coat looked lush but that was probably from much needed grooming. Bonnie's just looked natural. And not to mention she was pretty despite not having any make-up.

Though, Mike thought, Mangle's natural beauty would still trump it. But that would probably be best left unsaid.

"...Ano? Ouji-sama?" A soft voice trailed in from beyond the door, catching the attention of both Bonnie and Mike. Although Mike was more confused when Bonnie sighed out loud.

"Riggght...I completely forgot about why I came here..." Bonnie frowned before making her way to the door. Once she opened it, a sudden blue bullet blitz in, nearly causing Bonnie to fall backwards from the rapidness.

Mike, who was a little confused, had suddenly remembered the small exchange he had earlier on. But he never had a chance to react when he felt the full impact of a certain blue bunny against his chest, punching out the air from inside of him. He fell back into his bed, hurting his head against the frame when he was suddenly flung out of position.

"Mike!" Bonnie exclaimed in shock as she saw the event happen before her, rushing towards Mike and his perpetrator. "Holy crap Bonbon! I told you to stay put for a while!" She yelled exasperation, gritting her teeth when the blue devil didn't respond.

"...I'm...F-Fine...!" Mike managed to wheeze out, pushing Bonbon away to loosen the tight grip she had on him. "I've...had worst. Trust me" He reassured, giving Bonnie a smile to show that we truly fine. However, Bonnie's look of worry didn't fade away all too easily. "No really...! I'm fine. Just...help me get her off?"

Bonnie gave him a weird look at first before sighing yet again. "Whatever you say". She turned her head so that she was looking at Bonbon before trying to pry her off. "Oy! Get off of him you furball!" Bonnie exclaimed, gripping Bonbon at the side and trying to pull her off of Mike.

"Damare! Anata wa sozoshidesu!" Bonbon replied in her native language, focused on hanging onto Mike for dear life. "Noooooo!" She whined as she tried to tug herself free from Bonnie's wrath.

Mike, desperate for help, merely looked up at the ceiling, trying his very best not to get annoyed at the whole predicament. Hopefully things would settle down.

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"...Now, what are we supposed to say?" Chica asked in a slightly upset tone, similar to that of a mother lecturing her child.

The blue furball didn't reply as she was supposed to, instead pouting her cheeks and looking away like a small kid who never got what they wanted from the store. Despite much interrogation and pleading, there seemed to be nothing that could budge Bonbon. Thus, everyone else gave up.

Due to how Bonbon's iron grin wasn't loosening, Bonnie had to call in Chica to intervene, which she gladly did. However, as time passed by, the hen was beginning to wonder just how stubborn the blue bunny was. In the end, and luckily enough, Mike was able to catch her attention for a split moment which was just enough for both Bonnie and Chica to pull her away from Mike. Bonbon had obviously retaliated, but with their combined strength, she gave up and proceeded to pout. Chica explained she would do this once in a while, so he wouldn't have to be so worried about the entire scene.

"Alright whatever then. Three of you, head on over to the dining area. Me and my sis are cookin' up a heck of a meal, so I don't want to hear any excuses!" Chica exclaimed as she got up and went straight for the door. "Move your butts, ya hear?!" She yelled from behind the door before she left once and for all, her footsteps gradually growing softer.

Once she was gone, Mike looked straight at Bonnie and tilted his head. "We're having dinner now or something?" He questioned, earning a small nod from Bonnie as she got up and dusted herself.

"Yea. We normally have early dinner. Gives more time for the body to digest the stuff we're eating before lights out" She explained with a shrug. "I don't know about you, but it's a pretty common thing here. Gonna have to get used to it probably. Otherwise, man, you're gonna miss out on the shit Chica cooks. And let me tell you; absolutely delish!"

Mike chuckled at when Bonnie said those words. Her eyes were clearly not lying and given the fact that she looked like she was drooling, whatever Chica cooks up is clearly 5 stars for her. "Alright. I'll take your word for it" Mike grinned before getting up on his feet and heading over to the door. As he turned the knob and the opened the door, he had suddenly remembered about Bonbon and her situation. He was still slightly worried.

Though, due to how she had suddenly zoomed out of the room at what seemed like mach 10 speed, perhaps Mike was wrong about that part. Either way, he was certain that she would be there later.

The walk to the large dinning area was rather bleak, mostly spent in relative silence. Both Mike and Bonnie tried to make some small talk, but given how the both of them just gave each other one of two line answers, the conversations weren't doing too well. Either way, Mike was still glad that she was accompanying him. He had half expected her to just zoom out of the room like Bonbon.

However, there was one thing that Mike had found rather amusing.

It was when both he and Bonnie had just arrived at the main lobby. Mike had suddenly noticed the large number of both people and anthropomorphic animals spewing in from the entrance, like a flash flood. Most of them were, if he were to guess, around his perspective age group but there were the occasional elderly that would pop in. Freddy was still at his usual location at the counter, reading a newspaper. Every once in a while, someone would go ahead and greet the large bear, to which he would greet back with a warm and friendly expression.

Mike had his doubts about him at first, but he could clearly see that Freddy was not the kind to be always fierce and serious. Perhaps it's just due to his job that he has to act professionally.

Eventually, Bonnie had to pry Mike's eyes off of the numerous people, pulling him in the general direction of the dining room. Mike was a little surprised at first, but he chuckled a little, thinking about how cute she was when she was impatient. There were a number of people who were also on the same path as them, much to Mike's surprise. Bonnie wasn't kidding when she said this was routine. They looked like robots, programmed beforehand as to where to go, seeing how they were clearly busy talking amongst one another to be looking forward.

"Hey hey hey! If it isn't Mike! Glad to see you could join in dude!" The loud booming voice of a certain someone caught both Mike and Bonnie's attention. The duo walked up to the table he was at and sat down next to him around the circular table.

Right. How could Mike have forgotten? Spring also lived here!

"Hey there Spring. I'm not late, am I?" Mike asked with a cheeky smile, causing the large bunny to erupt into laughter.

"Hah! Late?! Dude, you're freaking early man!" He exclaimed with a warm grin. "Bonnie really pushed you, didn't she?" His grin melted into more of a smirk, eyeing the purple bunny that was beside Mike.

"Oh shut up Spring" Bonnie replied, bashing Spring on the shoulder lightly.

The trio shared a laugh amongst themselves before Bonnie tugged at Mike's shirt, ushering him to take a look over yonder. Curious, he turned to look at the direction she was pointing.

Just over a few meters away from their table, Chica and her sister emerged from a nearby door, most likely from the kitchen, holding a number of silver platters like a butler. They were making a beeline towards a nearby table that had more platters on them, though still with the lids on. Food was served, but it must the 'Buffet-style' kind where one would just grab whatever they wanted and how much. Mike was wondering what was on tonight's menu but wasn't for long as the two hens removed them, revealing a myriad of colorful and clearly tasty food.

Pastries, Pasta, Meat, Salads and fruits, just to have named a few. Mike was surprised. Perhaps the sisters have been cooking for a while now, considering the large scale number food.

"Well, grab your plates and cutlery, Mike" Spring chuckled as he pointed towards Bonnie who was drooling over the cuisine. "Time to dig in!"

"I couldn't have said it better myself" Mike chuckled as well as he snapped Bonnie from her trance before finally heading over to grab their dinner.