My Love

First Day

(A/N, I lost the art that was on here originally, it was human Bonnie with purple hair, a purple shirt and black glasses with red eyes.)

*Foxy's pov*

Today is the first day of my new high school. I wonder if I'll make any friends. I thought as I brushed my teeth, about to leave for school.

(Time skip to when he got to school)

This doesn't seem like much. I thought looking around the halls. Who is that? I wondered, while looking at a short boy, with purple hair and red eyes. "Hello." I said as I approached the boy. He didn't respond. That's when I noticed he had headphones on.

*Bonnie's pov*

I jumped as somebody took off my headphones and said "Hello." I turned to look at the person who took my headphones and I saw a boy with bright red hair, one yellow eye, and an eye patch on the other eye. "Hi... why are you talking to me?" I said. Nobody has talked to me before. This was new. "You seem like a good person to be friends with." The boy said, surprising me. "Well I'm Bonnie." I said, " What's your name? " I asked. "Foxy" he said. "Well we better get to class before Ms. Sourbalm gets mad" I said. "You do have her, right? " I asked. "Yeah I do." Foxy said and followed me to the classroom.

(After classes at lunch)

"Do you want a tour of the school?" I asked, trying not to lose the first friend I've ever had... at least after him. I feel like I can trust Foxy though. "I would like that." Foxy said. 

(After the tour, still Bonnie's pov)

"And that's the school." I said, we were sitting in a secret spot of mine that nobody knew about, except Foxy. "This school is big." Foxy said, a bit surprised. "That's because most of the classes are underground." I said, kinda uncomfortable with the underground-schooling thing. "That's really weird, it makes me uncomfortable." Foxy said. "Same here, it's like they could kidnap us at any moment." I said, shuddering. "Well if they were to kidnap somebody, they would get caught quickly." He said, calming me down. "That's a good thing." I said, almost completely calm now.

(After school, at the gates, still Bonnie's pov)

I was walking towards the gate, but then I heard Foxy calling my name, and I stopped. Foxy appeared next to me. "Hey, can I come over for a bit?" He asked, a bit nervous. "Sure," I said, "Follow me."

(At Bonnie's house, still Bonnie's pov)

We arrived at my house, which was a pure white house with a pastel purple door. The porch was a light maple wood, also painted white. The shingles on the roof were black, but the large chimney was made out of red brick painted white with pastel purple dots. My house was a small 6-room house, not including the hallway, attic, and basement, that was mostly pastel colors because of my parents obsession with light colors. "This is a nice house." Foxy said, staring at the chimney. "Thanks. Let's go inside." I said, trying not to get mad about how childish the house was, and I walked inside. We entered in the kitchen. The kitchen was a pastel blue, with white-and-gold marble counters on white cupboards. The stove oven was a light silver stainless steel gas stove. The fridge was also a light silver stainless steel. The floor was white-and-pastel-blue tiles in a checkered pattern. There was a small pine wood table sitting in the corner, surrounded by 4 chairs, 3 of them have been used quite recently, while 1 of them hasn't been used for 8 years. My mom, who was very short, had pastel pink hair and bright red eyes, rushed into the kitchen a few seconds later. She ran up to me and hugged me and started speaking very fast. In Spanish. "Mi bebé, bienvenido a casa! ¿Cómo era la escuela? ¿Es este tu amigo? ¿Cúal es su nombre?" She said, leaving Foxy very confused. (She said; My baby welcome home! How was school? Is this your friend? What is his name?) "Mama calmate. Este es Foxy, si, el es mi amigo, la escuela fue buena." I replied, trying to calm her down. She was way too excited that I had made a friend. (Bonnie said; Mom calm down. This is Foxy, yes he is my friend, school was good)