Stubborn-Withered Bonnie x Reader

16-Tea

"Bipolar ass motherf...." you trailed off and rolled over. The bedsheets beneath you shifted and crinkled as you tossed and turned in bed. You finally settled on your left side and pulled your pillow over your head so it was covering both your ears. Not that that would help you sleep. Your brain was a bit too busy to find sleep. You groaned and let the pillow go, accepting defeat. It was 3 in the afternoon. Even if you could grasp five hours of sleep, that would be helpful. You got back to your apartment showered and ready for bed at 8 that morning. You couldn't sleep. You grabbed lunch, worked out, and got back at 1. You've been lying in bed restlessly for two hours even after working your ass off in the gym. You really thought you'd be able to pass out upon contact with your mattress. Nope. "Motherf..." Cursing that damn rabbit wouldn't solve any of your problems.

You were pissed that the one time Bonnie tried being approachable with you, you shut him off and didn't realize you were. You tried comforting yourself with the thought that, hey, it wasn't all your fault. The guy threatened you time and time again, you had a right to be suspicious. Especially when he used a gentle tone of voice--you wished you never had to hear Bonnie use that tone of voice ever again. How could he even change the tone of his voice? Does his technology allow him to even do that? You groaned again, the loose ends of all this mess making your brain hurt once again.

You weren't getting any sleep today.

"What did you say to her?" Bon started off cautiously. He stood with Bonnie outside of Parts and Service, following just about fifteen minutes of standing there trying to usher Bonnie out.
"What matters is what I didn't say to her." Bonnie's voice is monotone, frozen. It spooked Bon a bit, but he pushed past it. It'd piss Bonnie off even more and he'd never get the broken rabbit to open up again. Bon processed what Bonnie said and his ears lowered a bit, his figure sulking down in dismayed disappointment.
"Oh, no." Bon said. Bonnie sat down on the floor and leaned back against the wall.
"It's funny, really." He rested his sole hand against his knee. "I tried being nicer to her. I really tried. But she was still freaked out by me, and I still piss her off. I wouldn't put it past her if she cussed me out, too."
"Maybe the sudden kindness startled her?"
"Most likely. But once we started yelling at each other, I wanted to STRANGLE her. I wish I could just KILL her already so I don't have to deal with this stupid 'feelings' stuff anymore." His voice rose before settling with genuine resolve with himself. Bon was beside himself.
"Bonnie...that's BULLSHIT." Bonnie perked up and looked his counterpart in the eye. "Listen, you just need to keep up what you're doing. Try to be nice. She'll open up to you eventually once she sees you're genuine with your words and actions..." Bonnie scoffed and looked back down at the floor. "...and when the time is right, and she trusts you..." Bonnie noted a change of tone in Bon's voice. It was very...sincere.
"...then you can tell her how you feel." Bonnie looked up at the blue rabbit with wide, glowing eyes.
"You should work on some of Disney's scripts, 'cause that was cheesy as fu--"
"What are ye all blabbering about up in here?" The unmistakable voice of Foxy called from down the hallway, strutting towards the two rabbits. Bonnie groaned and narrowed his eyes.
"Hiya, Foxy. I'm giving Bonnie dating advice, which sounds way more strange now that it's coming out of my mouth I'll stop talking now."
"WHAT?!" Foxy stopped in his tracks, processed Bon's words, and sprinted towards them. The blue rabbit flinched and moved out of the way as Foxy confronted an unaffected Bonnie. "YE MEAN TO TELL ME THAT YE ALREADY MADE YER MOVE?! WHEN?! HOW?!! HOW WERE YE ABLE TO TALK TO--"
"He didn't, really. He tried being nice and screwed up and ended yelling with and threatening Y/N." Bon explained. Foxy froze and slowly rotated his head towards Bon.
"....what?"
"Now, I know that sounds bad--" Bonnie was cut off by Foxy biting his forearm. "HEY HEY HEY!!" Bonnie protested, kicking the fox in the torso to knock him off.
"YE ARE AN IDIOT! WHAT DO YE MEAN YE PICKED A FIGHT WIT' MISS Y/N?! AFTER TRYIN' TO BE MORE COURTEOUS TO THE GAL!! OH YE REALLY MESSED UP THIS TIME! WHAT DID I TELL YE?! YE CAN'T COME ON TOO STRONG OR YE WILL SCARE 'ER AWAY!!!"
Bonnie finally kicked Foxy off of him and the fox let go, backing away slowly. Bonnie narrowed his eyes at the fox and Bon started backing away. "....is everyone oka--NO FOXY NO!!" Bon interrupted himself, lunging forward to stop Foxy from biting Bonnie again. This time, Foxy threw his hook at him, and Bonnie held him down to the ground and stepped on Foxy's back to pin him down. Foxy started screaming protests and accusations at Bonnie, who was twitching out and sending sparks of electricity from his "face". The Parts and Service door creaked open and a weary Withered Freddy peeked out, only to see Foxy break Bonnie's pin and swipe his hook at the rabbit. Bon was petrified a few feet away watching the fight go on.