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ᴅᴀᴛᴇ: ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ : 2006
(Y/N) wipe the window while humming music. While she did, she slightly moved his shoulder and feet in rhythm with the tone of her humming.
She slid like 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧, twirl, and made a random broom her imaginary mic. She was in the moment of fun fantasy, not until-
"What are you doing?" Bojack said from behind making (Y/N) jump in surprise.
Bojack wore the same thing as always, though, there was a coat added to it, but overall, he still looks like himself.
"Where are you going?" (Y/N) asks with a smile.
"It's none of your business" Bojack rolled his eyes while grabbing a hat from the hat rack, "Anyway, I'm going out, kid. Watch the house, would ya? I probably won't be coming home this day, tomorrow, if not, I'll be back next week"
"Can I come?"
"I thought you hate unholy stuff?" Bojack opens the door - letting the fresh wind blow inside the mansion.
"I did but I don't think all Bars are like that" (Y/N) shrug with a smile.
Bojack rolled his eyes, but he agreed anyway since there was no stopping (Y/N) with her nonstop reasoning.
(Y/N) immediately ran inside her room to change while Bojack waited with a frown on his face. When (Y/N) came back, Bojack was surprised to see (Y/N) wearing the same outfit he had met her.
She wore the same sheath dress, a red purse, and her small red ribbon attached to her. The only different thing is instead of wearing sneakers, she wore a kitten-hill.
Bojack didn't speak of it knowing damn well that (Y/N) was poor, though he was proud to himself that he had helped (Y/N) a little to buy those hills.
They went outside, got in Bojack's tesla, and went their way to the bar.
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"So cozy" (Y/N) mutters while sitting beside Bojack on the counter.
The bar has fewer people, considering that it's just early in the afternoon. Instead, the bar looks like a family restaurant. There are, as well, some musicians playing from the background.
Bojack drank a glass full of alcohol before sighing, "Are you buying anything? Kid?" He asked while he refilled his glass.
"Oh, right" (Y/N) asks the bartender for a chocolate milk drink.
"Seriously?"
"C'mon, alcohol is bad" (Y/N) awkwardly chuckles.
"Your enthusiasm never failed to amuse me. Probably because I'm just waiting for your realization that the world isn't sunshine and rainbows" Bojack drank a glass full of alcohol, again.
The bartender gave (Y/N) her chocolate drink. She said her thanks and took a little sip before responding, "I know that, Mr Horseman"
"Is that so?"
"Well, the world is already bad enough, but, why would I rather eat something unpleasant if there are some desserts I can consume"
Bojack scoffed, but before responding, someone called from beside him, "Sir" the unknown voice said.
Both (Y/N) and Bojack look at the side and see a boy wearing a torn and dirty red hoody. He had blue hair but was slightly covered by a yellow beanie.
From the looks of it, he looks like 12.
"What Is it, kid? I don't have money. Go away, I'm busy thinking of a condescending response to make this maid beside me feel miserable"
"Mr Horseman!" (Y/N) nudged his shoulder before gazing at the boy, "What is it that you want? Little guy?" (Y/N) responded, her soft tone ringing in both Bojack and the unknown boy's ears.
"Uh, I just wanna take a drink. I'm thirsty" The boy responded.
(Y/N) gave him her drink. Bojack was so against it for some reason, but (Y/N) glared at him when Bojack tried to speak something rude, so, Bojack remained silent as he watched the kid sit between them.
"I'm Todd Chavez," The boy said with a smile - showing her crooked teeth.
"No one asks, kid. Now scram" Bojack responded before taking a huge gulp of alcohol.
"What comes you hear?" (Y/N) asks worriedly.
"A month ago, my parents left me. I'm all alone now, but at least I have my trusty beanie" Todd pointed at his beanie with a giggle.
(Y/N) feel like her heart got struck by lightning in Todd's situation. (Y/N) thought that children don't deserve to be abandoned, especially this sweet boy.
On the other hand, Bojack was murmuring something. Probably rude things again.
"I have an idea" (Y/N) held both of Todd's hands and said "So, uh, wanna come with us-"
"No way!" Bojack stood up, "what would you do then? Give this kid a shelter and food that I owned? No way!"
"But Mr Horseman, my idea is that he will also become a maid. I need some help as well because your mansion is still crammed with so much mess, you know" (Y/N) responded.
"So now it's my fault?! Unbelievable!"
"Uh, I'm hungry, can you guys buy me a cheeseburger sandwich" Todd pointed at the menu.
"Yes!" (Y/N) abruptly said.
"No!" Bojack, opposed to (Y/N), responded in unison to (Y/N).
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FanfictionThis is a story about (Y/N) meeting Bojack Horseman in the year 2006. Is it too late to save Bojack? It's up to (Y/N) to make her decisions about whether this old horse is worth saving for. ✎ (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ༉‧ ♡*.✧ I made this fanfic because I had a crush...