Hey there everyone! I'm back with another chapter of this story for you all. Hopefully you'll enjoy but first I gotta ask you guys for a bit of help. See, I have a plot point coming up soon that needs some OC's and while I can make them myself I figured why not let you guys have a chance to give me your ideas. I've been asked by some people whether or ot I'm taking OC's for this story so this is your chance. I'll give more info about what I'm looking for down below so hopefully you guys will help out.
See ya in a bit!
For the remainder of the time they spent at the pizzeria Bonnie was full of nervous energy. Everything that Freddy did he was all too aware of. He felt the urge to squirm sometimes because of his own nerves. What did the bear want to talk about? And why just with him? Had he done something to upset the elder? He couldn't figure it out, no matter how much he turned the questions around in his mind.
When they finished their food Chica suggested they go hang out in the park for a while. Bonnie was quick to agree to her idea even though he wanted nothing more than to go back to the dorm and relax for a bit before doing some homework for the night. He knew the others were probably giving him weird looks because of his increasingly erratic behavior, but he ignored it. As long as he could hold off on the conversation with his roommate.
He eventually calmed as they chatted in the park, wandering through the various pathways, and eventually stopping at a small pond on the park's edge. The sun was setting, casting the campus in a warm, redish-orange glow. By now the comment had been almost forgotten...that is, until Foxy announced his departure. "You have to leave already?" Freddy asked from his place leaning against the railing around the pond. The fox nodded, stretching slightly.
"Yeah," he said, "I have a meeting with a teacher soon. Something about some project which I did so hopefully they don't say I never turned it in."
"I have to go too," Mangle added, almost like an afterthought, "I have to finish up a paper for English class. That thing is driving me up a wall."
"I should go too," Chica said, "I've got a major test in Pre-Calc so I better get studying. That class is going to be the death of me." Bonnie swallowed, nodding at their comments. "You got anything to do Bonnie?"
"Not much," he admitted, "just a bit of homework but it's not too hard." Chica nodded and grinned at him.
"Don't stay up too late you two," Chica said before trotting off towards the dorm with Mangle. Foxy gave a small wave and jogged away towards the classrooms. Bonnie looked down at his feet, shifting as Freddy stood up.
"Uh, we should head back don't you think?" Bonnie said, "It's getting a bit late and I should get started on my homework."
"Bonnie," Freddy said, "I know you haven't forgotten what I said back in the pizzeria. Although, it may have come off sounding a bit...worse than I intended. I need to talk to you, but it's not anything bad."
"Um...okay," Bonnie said, refusing to look at the bear, "What did you want to say?"
"About what was said earlier at the pizzeria," Freddy said, "about my...preferences. Are you okay? You seemed kind of panicked and you raced off to the bathroom all of a sudden."
"I just had to pee," he argued weakly.
"Foxy was worried about you too," Freddy commented, not at all convinced by his lie, "he said that when he went in he was sure you had been sick or something. You certainly looked a bit shaken when you came back."
"I was fine," Bonnie insisted, "just a bit surprised." There was a sigh and he saw Freddy step closer.
"Bonnie," came a voice layered with concern, "can you just look at me?" Crimson eye glanced up to meet blue counterparts. A small smile flitted onto Freddy's face before it was replaced with concern. "So you're okay? With that I mean?"
"I don't have a problem with your sexuality," Bonnie commented before looking away again, a light blush heating up his cheeks, "I didn't have a problem with it to start with really. It just...made me think."
"About what?"
"About myself," Bonnie said reluctantly.
"What do you mean?" Freddy asked him. He stepped closer. Bonnie shifted, trying to ignore their close proximity.
"I mean...I started thinking about what you had said...and then..." he swallowed, "I began wondering if maybe...just maybe...I was...also gay."
"That's what you were thinking about?" Freddy asked. Bonnie simply nodded. "Well, thinking isn't going to fully help you. However...I might know something that will."
"Huh?" Bonnie asked, turning his gaze back to Freddy, "What do you-" He was cut off immediately, eyes widening at the lips gently pressed against his own. It was over as suddenly as it began, though Bonnie felt the remnants tingling along his flesh.
"I apologize," Freddy said, "however...did that help you."
"I-I'm not sure," Bonnie stammered, "But why did you..." he trailed off, unable to make him lips speak the remainder of the statement. Freddy sighed, running a hand through his fur.
"I'm not overly good at this Bonnie," he admitted, "although, I did it not just to help you decide whether or not you have an interest in guys."
"What?" Bonnie managed. He felt like his brain had shorted out. Freddy huffed slightly, looking a bit embarrassed.
"I think I like you," he stated at last. Bonnie took a step back, his heart thudding almost painfully in his chest.
"I-I um...I'm s-sorry but I need some t-time to think." Freddy nodded and Bonnie shot away, racing across the park. He thought he heard Freddy call after him but ignored it, racing back through the buildings as he began to nearly hyperventilate. He slammed into a larger form, bouncing back slightly.
"Watch it," the person growled. He sputtered out an apology and continued running. He didn't stop until he had bolted into the library and safely hid himself in the back area. Then he stopped to calm himself. His legs were slightly aching but he ignored the slight twinge.
'What do I do now...' he wondered, resting his forehead against the books with a sigh. 'I have to go back to the dorm eventually...though I suppose things will be awkward after this...though, I suppose he did help me figure out one thing I think.' He shook the thoughts away, determined to ignore it for now. 'I'll figure it out later.' He heard something rustle behind him and turned. There, seated in a chair in the corner, was Marionette. He cocked his head, an almost questioning look in those eyes. After a moment of silence Marionette looked back at the sketch pad in front of him, scribbling something on the page. He showed it to Bonnie, watching him carefully.
What's wrong? The page said, written in a neat penmanship despite the hurried composition. Bonnie sighed.
"It doesn't matter," he said with a sigh, "just some stuff." When those dark eyes continued to stare him down he finally cracked, sputtering out a hurried slur of words in a dazed rush. "I just kind of found out that my one roommate is gay- not that that's a problem or anything! Just...not I'm all confused and not sure whether or not I might be gay myself or whether I might like him and then we were talking in the park and he suddenly kissed me and I just ran from him." Something clicked in his brain and his eyes widened. "Oh god I ran from him! Even if he did like me like he claimed he won't after that. God why am I such a screw-up. Jeez I bet he hates me now and I-" he stopped as a hand touched his arm gently. He blinked. 'When did he get up?'
"Calm down." He blinked again, looking around for the owner of the soft yet smooth voice who had just spoken. Marionette tugged on his arm, an annoyed look in his eyes.
"Wait a second," Bonnie began, "did you just speak?"
"I'm not mute," Marionette stated, looking frustrated. Bonnie couldn't help but note that he showed quite a bit of emotion for simply showing his eyes. "I think I can help."
"Uh sure," Bonnie said, relaxing a bit, "I need all the help I can get at this point." Marionette bobbed his head.
"Did you enjoy it?" Marionette asked, "the kiss I mean?" Bonnie flushed, looking away. "I can take that as a yes I assume."
"Yeah," Bonnie replied. Marionette released his arm, shifting his notepad under his arm.
"Then it's obvious," the human stated, "you like him. Just try to relax and not freak out next time."
"Right," Bonnie said, feeling a bit better, "uh hey, what's your name anyway?" Marionette shook his head and slipped past him, trotting away. Bonnie stared after him before bursting into a fit of giggles, unable to help himself. He slumped into the chair Marionette had been seated in. "Wow," he said, "I guess babbling incoherently helps relieve stress." He smiled too himself and closed his eyes. 'Who knew that kid could actually speak.' He stayed in his seat until he heard footsteps. He looked up and saw Fletcher only a few feet from him. The bear only spared him a glance before looking for a book on the shelf. Bonnie cocked his head. 'He's a lot less...well he's not as much of a pain in the ass when Brendan and Chelsea aren't around. Of maybe he has something against his brother.' Fletcher stiffened and turned suddenly, looking annoyed.
"Do you have a problem?" he asked.
"What?" Bonnie asked. Fletcher rolled his eyes, turning back to the shelf.
"You keep staring at me," he replied.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to. I was just thinking and I guess I just sort of spaced out." Fletcher muttered something under his breath, snagged the book he'd been looking for, and walked off. Bonnie watched him until he slipped from sight before relaxing again. 'Jeez, what is his issue. I wonder if he's normally that prickly. More like a porcupine than a bear that one is.' He shook his head and stood, figuring he should get back to the dorm to do his work. The sky had finally darkened and Bonnie looked up, feeling a crisp breeze over his face. 'It's finally feeling like autumn,' he thought blankly. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and trudged off, not at all ready to face his roommate again.
Hey guys! So then, about the OC's. I need three OC's in total, preferably at least one boy and a girl. Now, you guys can make one if you want, or you can try to make the whole group. It's up to you. But the first ones to be submitted via review or PM will be seen first. I'm looking for a few things that I need in order to fit them into the story. They need to give off a vibe of intimidation (so no fluffy kittens and cutsie unicorns folks) and be able to make someone easily nervous. They're the top-dog, predators of the school who won't hesitate to knock someone senseless. Now, in your submissions you need a few things;
1. Name-it doesn't have to be a full name. Just a first name or nickname will do (but tell me if it is a nickname).
2. Type-I need to know what kind of anthro it is. You can be as detailed or simple as you want, just don't leave me guessing.
3. Extras-What are they like at first glance? this includes personalities or distinguishing marks or anything else you can think of
4. Credit-You need to be okay with me giving credit to you. If you don't want your username to be given, then don't submit anything. I don't want to make anyone mad and I need to give credit to the person.
And one last thing. These characters will be used fairly soon (I mean within a few chapter and you guys know how I've been posting). The sooner you can submit, the more likely your character will be considered for use. So then, good luck everyone. I hope you'll use this opportunity to the fullest.
Bye-Bye everyone!