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The Pirate and the Princess- Hetero!Fonnie Part 1

Princess!Bonnie and Pirate!Foxy. I'll have some pictures of what they look like in my art book.

"But Duke Mike is mean! I don't want to marry him!"

"Princess Bonnie, I'm not particularly fond of him either, but he's the only royalty willing to marry you."

Princess Bonnie was currently arguing with her mother, Queen Chica of Fazland, over Duke Michael, who was to be her betrothed. "And I'm pretty sure he's taken a liking to that doctor, Jeremy." Bonnie continued. Her mother sighed. "There's a ball tomorrow. Mike will be there. You two must have at least one dance. Please, just get to know him." With that, Queen Chica turned to leave the room as Bonnie's older sister entered. "Good evening, mother," Princess Spring greeted. The queen replied, then left. 

"Spring! Mother still wants me to marry that wretched Mike," Bonnie whined. "Sister, if you don't like him, tell him. He will understand. He doesn't like you either," Spring replied as she reached for her hair brush to tame her hair, wild from riding lessons. Bonnie smoothed her white nightgown and huffed. "But Mother and Father don't understand. They insist and insist!" Bonnie argued. "Sister, will you help me with my corset? I don't fancy calling in a servant at the moment," Spring called. 

Bonnie began undoing her step-sister's tightly tied corset as she asked, "How's King Fredbear?" The blonde was to be married to the King of Gold Valley, which was, admittedly, much smaller than Fazland, which is why Fredbear was nearly desperate for a wife, preferably from Fazland. Strangely, their bloodlines crossed not long ago, but it was apparently enough for a desperate marriage. "He's... Nice. Very kind. He is very energetic, though. It is quite endearing, to be honest. He's also cute, yet handsome. He'll do nicely," Spring replied. Once the corset was off, she took a deep breath. "Ah, I can finally breathe!" she sighed. The step-sisters looked at each other for a moment, then burst out laughing.

~Next day, a few hours before the ball~

"Bonnie, darling, how do I look? I must impress Fredbear!"

"You look gorgeous, Spring. Though, I think that your tiara should be between your ears, not on your forehead."

Spring bent down so that the shorter girl could could move the gold and amethyst crown between her two yellow bunny ears. "Now that I look my best, time to help you look your best!" Spring said as she took Bonnie's corset's strings. "Got something to hold?" she asked. Bonnie grabbed onto her bed post and held on. "Ready!" Spring tugged on the strings, adjusted the other strings, then pulled on the strings again. 

Once the corset was about to break a rib(literally), Spring decided that it was tight enough. She tied the strings in a bow, then tucked the bow into the hoop skirt. "Now, to not breathe nor eat the rest of the evening... Ok, maybe a few macaroons," Bonnie half-joked. She took her dress from it's hanger and, with Spring's assistance, managed to push her fluffy, dark blue ears, arms, then body into it. Once the dress was buttoned up, it was time for hair.

Spring brushed Bonnie's, long, silky hair, then decided to curl it. "Simple, yet elegant," she explained. For makeup, she decided on purple eye shadow, red blush, and red lipstick. "Ta da! You look beautiful, darling. Take a look." Bonnie turned to the full length mirror, then gasped. Her dress was mostly deep, sparkling blue. The sleeves went to her elbows, then nearly transparent, purple fabric went to her wrists. The same fabric was laid over the fluffy skirt. She also had white gloves, purple flats, white tights, and a silver tiara. "...Woah," was all the princess could murmur. 

Spring checked a clock, then gasped. "The ball starts in a few minutes! Bonnie, we must go," she called. The two bunny girls raced down the stairs and around servants, all the way down to the first floor, which is where they were to greet the guests. "Princesses! The first guests have arrived. Get in place," the top butler, Sebastian, called. The step-sisters stood at the top of the grand stairs, ready to smile and curtsy.

~Skip to the actual ball~

Once everyone had arrived, Princess Spring and Princess Bonnie made their way upstairs to the ballroom. King Fredbear and Duke Mike were both waiting for them at the food table. "Ah! Princesses, good evening," greeted King Fredbear as the girls curtsied to the men. "Hello again, King and Duke," Bonnie said. Fredbear was wearing a golden crown, gold cape to his waist, black shirt, pants, and shoes. Mike was clothed in a blue jacket with gold trim, black pants, and black heels. Spring and Fredbear linked arms and left to the dance floor, right as a waltz began. Mike and Bonnie looked at each other, then looked away as an awkward air descended. 

"So..." Duke Mike started. "Your parents, King Freddy and Queen Chica, want us to be married?" "It appears so, Duke," Bonnie replied. Mike sighed. "I can tell you do not wish to. Neither do I. Let us tell them." The Duke and Princess made their way through the crowd, to the King's and Queen's thrones. "Princess Bonnie! And Duke Mike! Hello," called Freddy. Bonnie and Mike curtsied and bowed, respectively, to the higher royalty. "Mo-" Bonnie was interrupted by her mother squealing. "Bonnie! Sweetie, you look gorgeous!" Chica was wearing a yellow, off shoulder dress with white gloves and pink fabric longer than the dress so it would trail. Her yellow hair was in its' normal bob, and the hair on the top was sticking up, as always. She decided to wear a stunning heart clip instead of a crown and had pink makeup.  Freddy had a large, gold and jeweled crown, long, brown with black and white fur trimmed cape, white shirt, dark red pants, and black heels. 

"Thank you, Mother," Bonnie sighed. "King, Queen, we do not wish to be married," Mike spoke up. Bonnie's step-father, Freddy, went wide-eyed, then sighed. "All right. Bonnie, you must find a suitor soon. You're nearly 18." Bonnie looked at him skeptically, then curtsied and left her parents and Mike. She found an empty seat and sat, glad for the break from the ground. A moment later, she heard a voice. "May I have this dance, Princess?" Looking up, there was a purple haired mad, clad in a purple jacket with black fur trimming, purple pants, black shoes, and white eyes. 

Bonnie stood and took his hand, then the two headed for the floor. "I am Duke Vincent of a small town in Golden Valley. I understand your lovely sister is to marry the king, correct?" Bonnie nodded as they spun around one another. "Well, if you married me, you-" "Excuse me?" Bonnie interrupted. "I JUST met you. I'd rather not." Luckily, they were near the edge of the dance floor, so she made a quick escape. 

Angrily, Bonnie left the ball and ran to her room. She took her tiara, dress, corset, and underskirt off with some difficulty, brushed her hair out, then took out her white brassier, navy, black shorts, blue jacket, and red boots and put them on. She slipped a knife into her boot, tossed some coins in her pocket, then, as a last thought, tied her favorite red bow around her neck. The princess hid in the shadows as she made her way to a side door, then ran as fast as she could run.

After half an hour of running, Bonnie found herself in a town near the sea. After taking a breath of the salty air, she found a tavern and entered. She found a small table near a window, then ordered soup and water. A few moments later, her food arrived. While she was eating, she listened. Above the chatter, she noticed a loud pirate's accent. "Yar! I bet ye I could beat anyone in here in a fight!" Bonnie's ears pricked. "In fact..." The pirate stood. He had bright red hair in a short ponytail, fox ears and tail, one yellow eye, an eyepatch, hook, rusty red and gold coat, white shirt, brown pants, and black boots. 

He walked towards the fire burning in the tavern and stood in front. "Hear ye, hear ye! I bet any one of ye five pounds I can beat any one of ye in a sword fight!" he yelled. There was a quiet murmuring. Bonnie stood. "I can."

It's 1 AM and there are over 1400 words. I'll save the rest for later.