Bonnie: *To Applesauce* Hey, did I ever tell you that you look pretty?
Applesauce: Are you gonna say that to Bella?
Bonnie: I would, if you weren't pretty.
Applesauce and Bella: What?
Toy Bonnie: Bonnie, are you running a fever?
Bonnie: Only standing next to Apple
Bella: Applesauce, back off my man!
Applesauce: I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with him!
Me: Oh gosh.
Bella: Well, HE'S MINE!
Applesauce: I know!
Bonnie: But I don't like pink.
Toy Bonnie: W. T. F.
Bella: *Starts crying and runs away*
Me: *Runs after, glaring at Bonnie*
Bella: What's wrong with me? I thought he liked me!
Me: Right now, I hope he's drunk or something. Jack***!
Bella: *Starts stringing a line of cuss words I'd rather not repeat*
Me: *Hugs Bella* I need to go have a chat with him.
Bonnie: Is she okay?
Me: Why do you care? I thought you liked staring at Apple.
Bonnie: ...
Me: How about you go in the rain to the grocery store, without a car, to think about it, dipstick.
Bonnie: *Hangs his head and walks out the door*
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