Glamrock Bonnie's P.O.V:
He. . .HE REALLY IS FOXY! "Foxy!" I tried to use my hop function, however. . . "FOXY~!" Chica shouted, running to Foxy & hugging onto him. "Whoa!" Foxy caught her, and kept balance. Wait. . .what? Chica. . .knows him? I mean he's a famous act- Chica kisses Foxy's cheek. ". . .WHAT THE F***!?" Monty shouted, and. . .MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY! What the h*** is going on!? "I missed you so much!" Chica says. "Uh. . .yea, missed ya too, Chica." Foxy replies. "You can call me what you used to. . ." says Chica, then Foxy says, ". . .Chick." Chica smiles, hugging Foxy still. "W-What's going on, Fre-" I turned to Freddy, but. . .he was just staring at Foxy. "Freddy?" I asked. "Foxy. . ." Freddy says. Freddy knows Foxy too!? I know he's famous, but. . .w-what- "WHAT IS GOING ON!?" Roxy shouts. EXACTLY!
Chica lets go of Foxy, and Foxy says, "Whoa, I see few familiar faces." "Foxy, you came back!" said Freddy, running up to Foxy. "Well, I'm just here for work & vacation purposes." "Are you going overseas again?" Chica asks, sounding sad. "HELLO!? DO YOU GUYS HAVE EARS!?" Roxy shouts, the three turns to Roxy, Monty, & me. "O-Oh! Sorry, guys." Chica apologized. "H-He's Foxy the Pirate! A famous actor!" Roxy says, she walks up to Chica, then points her claw to Chica, "How dare you just. . .KISS HIM out of the blue!" "Oh, well. . .we're. . .you know. . .a thing." Chica says, her face a little red. "USED TO." Foxy adds. I am still confused. . . Suddenly, Monty grabs me, and says, "BONNIE, YOU WERE HIDING SOMETHING AGAIN! WHO THE F*** IS THAT GUY!?" "I-I told you! He's Foxy, t-the one who sent me the postcard!" "YOU DIDN'T TELL ME ABOUT HIS RELATIONSHIP!" "I DIDN'T KNOW EITHER!"
"Hey Crocs! Get ya hands off my matey!" I heard Foxy, then a rope was thrown around my shoulders, it tightened, then I was pulled away from Monty, "Ahhh!" I shouted, my feet were off the ground. Suddenly, I landed right in Foxy's arms. "Ya right, mate?" "Um. . .thanks, cowboy? But seriously! Explain what's going on!"
Later. . .we all sat down. "So um. . .how should we start?" I asked. "Start with introduction." M.X.E.S says, joining us. "Boss, why are you here too? And you let Foxy in without letting me know?" I asked. "I'm here to make sure no one harms my bowling alley. And yes, since I know him." "H-How do YOU know him too? I mean, Foxy & I are friends, but-" "Shut up & start explaining!" Monty shouts. "Calm ya bottom down, Crocs. I'm Foxy, I'm an actor, I went overseas for my career, and I just came back this morning, so I came to visit my first matey, Bonnie~. We're childhood friends~. Questions? In order, Bonnie?" "What's your relationship with Freddy & Chica?" I asked. "I was their bandmate, the VERY first one." "WHAT!? I didn't know that!" I said. "Yea, cause I never told you." "WHY!?" ". . .Cause it was just for fun." "FOXY!" "Haha, sorry matey, but you were busy at that time, and it was a fun side gig." I pouted, then Foxy hugged me, "Don't be pouty, mate~." "Fine, fine, next question?" I asked. "Foxy says, Fazy?" Fazy? "I just wanted to know how you knew Bonnie, but you answered that in the introduction. Hmm. . .well. . .are. . .you & Bonnie. . .in a relationship? You keep calling Bonnie, 'matey' as in. . .mates?" W-W-What!? W-Why does Freddy wants to know that!? "Oh yes, we are boyfriends." Foxy lied. "FOXY! WE ARE NOT!" I shouted, my face heating up, and Foxy laughs, "I'm just pulling ya leg~!" "That is a relief." I turned to Freddy, "W-What?" "A-Anyways, next is Chica." Freddy avoided eye contact, and his face is a little red. . . Wait, I can't just ignore what he said! He's relieved I'm. . .single? So. . .d-does he. . . My system was starting to overheat, so I started my cooling system.
"Are you going overseas again?" Chica asked. "It depends. As I said, I'm here for a vacation, but also, I have a film scheduled to take, which I am not aware of how many days or weeks it may take. My manager, Mangle, is organizing my schedule for it, so I would need to wait & see." "I see. . .I was hoping you'd stay." "I am, but temporary." "I meant as permanent. . .you know. . .b-but I'm glad you're back! We can hang out & have fun like before!" "Sure, Chick." Suddenly, Monty slams his hands down on the table, and says, "ALRIGHT, WHAT THE F*** IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH CHICA!? HUH!? MR. ACTOR!" "Ya spicy for my taste. And well. . .Fazy?" "They used to date." Freddy answered for Foxy. "WHAT!?" Monty, Roxy & I synced. "Y-Yea, and well. . .we're still friends." Chica says, her face was red a bit. "It's ol' news. We're just friends now." Foxy says. Monty backs up, crossing his arms, he puts his sunglass on, I can't really tell his expression, but. . .he's unsatisfied with the answer he got. "You didn't tell me that either." I said. "I did tell you that I had a girlfriend." "Yea, but didn't tell me her name." "Well. . .yea. At that time, it wasn't too important. Sorry, matey, and well. . .it. . ." Foxy trailed off, then says, "Anyway, questions?" Foxy looking at Roxy, and she says, ". . .Why did you leave the band?" "Because I found my booty. A dream. I wanted to be an actor, not a musician." "For your dream. . .you left the band. . ." Roxy says. "To achieve a dream, ya must make sacrifices. I don't regret it, I achieved my dream, but now aiming higher. It's a thrilling adventure." "I-I see." Roxy says, her tail was wagging. . .what is she happy about? "And ya have questions?" Foxy says to M.X.E.S. "You still agree with me?" ". . .Yes." "That's all." "Wait, boss, what did you mean by that?" "Now, it's about time, ya'll need to get out." M.X.E.S says as he stands up or. . .float up? "Is it time already?" Freddy asked, and Roxy checks the time, "Yea, it's almost time's up." "Aww, but we just reunited with Foxy." Chica says. "But we need to go, Chica." Monty says. "Foxy, can you hang out with us? We still have half a day left." Chica asks. "Well, I came here to hang out with my matey." "Well, I have work." I replied, then M.X.E.S says, "You're off early, remember?" "Oh. . .wait, was THIS the reason why I get off early?" M.X.E.S nods, and Chica excitedly says, "Yay! We all get to hang out still!" "Where are we going though?" Roxy asked.
"I have a place in mind!" Foxy says. "Really? I thought you forgot some places." I said. "Yea, so ya gonna help me, Bon-Bon!" "Me?" Foxy aims his hook hand at me. "Whoa! Watch it, Fo-" I cut off, as his hook hand popped open upwards, then a rope shoots out of it, tying it around me. "Ahhhh!" I shouted in surprise, then Foxy picks me up on his shoulder, "I got the booty!" "Foxy! What are you-" I cut off once again, Foxy interrupting me, "We're going to THAT club, matey!" "'Club'? Oh. . .is it the Music Man?" "Yea! Navigate, Bon!" Foxy starts running & out the bowling alley. "FOXY!!!" He's literally kidnapping me! Is this for his new film!? Once outside, he propped me on. . .a HORSE! "Your transportation is a horse!?" "Now, ahoy! Yeeehaw!" "You're mixing pirate & cowboy, genius! And at least let me sit up!" "Bonnie!" I heard Freddy, and looked up. "Fazy, we'll meet ya & ya gang at MM! Yeehaw!" Foxy rides the horse, and starts riding it, with me on the back. This guy really is something.
I navigated Foxy as best as I can in this situation, and safely made it to the club, 'Music Man Palace'. Foxy got off the horse, then helped me off too, & untied me. "Okay, so you have a lasso function now?" I asked. "For a movie, yea, but it was fun, so I kept it." "Well, I hope you won't kidnap kids or something." "Never that. I have ya to kidnap." "Foxy!" Foxy laughs, but stops, and says, "It was frustrating to just listen. . .you don't know how much I wanted to just. . .take you away from THE situation, Bonnie." "Foxy. . .thank you, but I really am fine. I. . .I have A LOT to tell you! My life is changing so much! You need to know! I WANT you to know!" "Haha, okay, calm ya bottom. I have time, you can tell me all. I wanted to know how ya knew them." "Oh yes! First, I know Monty, met him around when you left. After all the miserable things hit my life, I met Freddy! And-and-" Foxy put his hand on my shoulder, and said, "Bonnie, we have time to talk. Take your time telling me, in detail." "Sorry, I got excited." We giggled, then I hugged Foxy. "I missed you so much, Foxy. . .I wanted to see you. . .if you told me that you were coming today, I would've picked you up." I felt Foxy hug me back, "I missed ya too, the feeling is mutual, and I wanted to surprise you. Plus, I'm glad I got listen to your music again~." I pulled away, my face heating up a bit, "W-Well, glad you got to listen. I. . .really have Freddy to thank for it." "Ohhohoho~, you seem to favor Fazy~. I thought that 'I love you' was for me~, but it was actually for Fazy, eh~?" "W-Wha!? W-Was I, did I actually say that!?" "Yup, just that last part~." My system starts overheating, and Foxy laughs, "Still have the habit of saying things on your mind out loud, eh~? That's the matey I know~." "F-Foxy! I-I, oh my, d-did they all hear it then!?" Foxy whistles, adding more to my embarrassment! "Foxy, I-"
"Hey lovebirds! Quit flirting in front of a business!" we heard Monty, and turned around, seeing all 4 here. "Great, ya'll made it~." Foxy says. "Wow, this place seems nice. I can already hear music~." Giggles Chica. "How do we get in? Don't clubs need something to get in?" asked Roxy. "Don't worry about that, I got this~. Wait here." Foxy says, and walks in the club, then starts talking to an employee, soon coming back with a card. "Got it~." "How the heck did you manage that?" I asked. "I have my ways~. Ya know me, matey~." "Well, yea, I do know that you have multiple ways to approach a situation, sticky or not." "Yup, now, come along gang!" We followed Foxy & entered the club.
The club was nice, Foxy & I have come here before, but it was a long time ago, it felt new, but some nostalgia existed. "Wow, some things haven't changed much." Foxy says, with his hand on his hip, looking around. "Have you two been here before?" Freddy asked. "Yea, Foxy & I have come here before." "Before it was like this. It's a nice club now, with more customers. Come on, let's get some drinks." Foxy says, then Freddy says, "Well, tomorrow we have-" "Fazy, you gotta relax. Tomorrow is tomorrow, a drink or two won't harm ya." "Well. . ." "Come on Freddy! Let's have some drinks, today is our day off! Lewis said to relax too, cause we did so good last concert~!" said Chica. "Alright, if everyone is okay." Freddy says, Roxy replies, "I don't mind." "No objections." Monty says.
We all got some alcohol drinks; we enjoyed the music. I enjoyed listening to the music, but I think a little spice would help. The club used to be more jazzy, now it's a little. . .tense? Adult vibes? I want a little more funky vibes, maybe I can request a music change or something. I glanced at the others, everyone seemed to be talking, drinking & dancing. No matter where they go, they're the center of attention, some people noticed them, it's a little crowded. I should go mingle with other people, or at least get my request, IF they're taking it. I tried to go to the DJ booth, but of course, it's not easy. I walked up to a security officer, and said, "Excuse me, do you know if the DJ takes music requests?" "'Requests'? . . .No, they don't take requests, sorry rabbit." Something ticks me off about this security. . .but I shouldn't push it. Suddenly, something ran past my leg, I tried to take a look, then I saw a little spider-looking robot. . .isn't that Music Man? "HEY!" I heard a shout, then out of a corner, another security came, bumping right into me. "OW!" they shouted. "I'm sorry, are you alri-" I was cut off rudely by the security, who bumped into me, "Get your big a** out the way, rabbit! F***! I lost it cause of you!" Yea, the security here are just what I thought. "I'm sorry about that." I should go before any trouble.
I walked away from them, tried to go back, however. . .I heard a little music. . .a VERY good music, in a crowded, music-filled club. I tried to focus, and followed the little music I heard. I went to the restroom, following the music, then I looked up at the vent, that's where the music was coming from. "Hello!? Is anyone there!?" I asked, and nothing came back. . .suddenly, the vent popped off, then something fell out. "Whoa!" I caught what came out, and. . .it's the Music Man robot I saw earlier! "Oh, hello there." The Music Man looked at me, holding a record disk, not the usual cymbals they're known to hold. "Are you okay? A security officer was looking for you." Music Man starts panicking in my arms. "Whoa, calm down. I'm not gonna take you back." He calmed down, looking at me. "You escaped for a reason, didn't you? And well, they didn't seem nice either." Music Man stays in my arms, but what am I supposed to do now? "Well, do you have anywhere you have to go?" I asked, but he remains silent. ". . .Oh! Say, I came here, following a music, do you happen to know where the music came from? It was really good, like pop style music, but also, it hits like a banger." Music Man doesn't talk, but he starts gesturing, then hopped out of my arms. He started walking, and I assumed he wanted me to follow, so I followed him. He led me to a storage like area, no one was there, but pile of boxes, shelves, and I flipped the lights on.
In the storage, there was a little station – a DJ music station. "Wow, is this a DJ music station kinda thing?" Music Man nods, he walks up to the station, then puts the disk he was holding on the slot for disks. Soon, the music I followed in the club was heard. "This. . .this is the music I heard! So you were playing it?" I asked. Music Man shows me some computer stuff, it's a program to make music electronically on computers without playing an actual instrument. "Wow. . .this is amazing! And this music fits really good with the club's vibes! Did YOU make this?" Music Man nods, and I was impressed how good the music sounded. "That's amazing! You should definitely have this playing on the speakers for this club!" I said, but the Music Man frowns. "What's wrong? Did I say something offensive?" Music Man shakes his head. I wonder what's wrong, but. . .I might have some clues. . . "Do. . .they not allow you to?" Music Man gives a nod. ". . .Is it cause. . .of what you are? A robot?" Music Man just looks down, what a poor guy. . .he doesn't have a vocal function & he's not being acknowledged for his work. "I'm sorry for asking, probably, sensitive questions. Can you show me how you make music?" I asked, Music Man looks at me, then to the station, he gets on it, and starts it up.
This little guy. . .he sure is talented! He shows me how he makes music electronically, using his limb functions well, and made another music from scratch. I was getting into it, I tapped a button on the station, Music Man welcomed me to join, and we played around making music. "Woohoo! This music rocks!" Music Man rubs the disks like DJs does, adding more spice into the music. "Don't you want to be a DJ? Be out there?" I asked. Music Man gives a nod, then grabs a pair of headphones made with scraps. He doesn't speak, but his spirit is real. . .I can't help, but see myself in him. . .he seems to love making music, but he's not accepted by others, even though his talent is real. . .why? Why must the world reject the ones who wants to be what they dream? "Music Man!" I shouted, startling the little guy, but I couldn't keep it in. "Let's get on that DJ stand out in the club! People deserve to listen to your music! Someone I admire once said. . .'be courageous and take that step forward to your dream'. Being a DJ is your dream, isn't it?" Music Man seems to hesitate, but. . .he looks at me, and gives a firm nod. I smirk, "Alright, we're crashing the party~."