I'm sorry this took so long, guys. Some sh*t has been going on in my life, and I just didn't feel motivated enough to type, and my hand is sorta sore. Thank you again for all these views, and I hope you like this chapter. If you comment, I practically love you, so...yeah. I got this idea from Miss_Madness, so enjoy!

Mike:

You frowned to yourself as you looked behind your back.

You were walking a trail at your favorite park with Mike trying to find these dumb marks made by the ancient American Indians or something (not successful) and mark them down on this thing.

Your sister was supposed to do this, and you said no, because it was way to cold it being late November, but Mike came over after that, and he is like, way to nice to your sister, and he said that of course you would do her homework, and...not cool.

But, ever since you've been walking on the trail, this guy has been following you, and it was sort of scary.

He was average, not to good looking, not to bad, and he had brown hair and green eyes. You couldn't really tell anything different from him, except that he kept following you and Mike.

You just grabbed Mike's hand and tried to walk faster, and pulled him along until you got to the open air.

"Hey, Mike, I need to use the bathroom, so stay here, k?" you asked letting go of Mike's hand and walking backwards to the bathroom.

Mike just nodded his head and went to sit on the bench.

You walked into the restroom and used the toilet, washed your hands, and before you were able to check on your phone people these days) you heard Mike shouting angrily at someone from outside, which turned to a mumble, and a couple of thumping noises.

You sighed and walked outside too see the dude that was following you grabbing Mike's face with an iron grip, Mike flailing around like a caught fish or something.

You stood there looking and trying to comprehend what was happening before your eyes before you walked over and sighed. You tapped the dude on the shoulder and he looked at you surprised.

"Umm....excuse me. Yeah, I mean, I don't mind if you're gay and all, I'm totally cool with that, but he's sorta like...taken? Yeah, so....find someone else, and I mean now," you said, slightly frowning at him.

He blinked before he nodded and stalked off.

That guy was crazy. Ever heard of making a freaking emotional link before walking up to someone and kissing them?

Mike stood up and yelled after him, saying some things you'd rather not repeat.

"Mike, calm down. Leave him alone. He's gone. No big deal," you laughed out grabbing his hand again and pulling him over to the sidewalk to start walking back to your car.

"NO BIG DEAL?! (Y/n), he walked up to me and kissed me? Not only did he just speculate I'd be gay, but he freaking kissed me! KISSED ME! That's not-" you rolled your eyes and pecked him on the lips.

"It's no big deal. No harm done. Now let's go home. I'm tired and sweaty, and I want to go take a shower," you said stretching.

Mike nodded and walked with you back to the car.

Well that was enough crazy for one day.

Freddy:

You and Freddy were helping out at some "Save The Strayed" pet campaign thing where people found all these stray animals on the street (most being cats and dogs) and washed them, dried them, and checked for injuries, then handed them over to a vet to check to see if they'll live (trust me, I did this once and out of my 20 cats and dogs I found, only 11 had even a chance to live.)

You came because you loved animals and you wanted to help them survive because Winter was right around the corner, and you wanted to get as many animals out the cold as you can, but Freddy just came because you pretty much fake cried and begged him to, him eventually saying yes from annoyance and guilt.

You were currently looking around for another cat to clean up before you heard Freddy collapse on the bench and sigh in boredom.

"(Y/n), no offense to you and your animals, but I'm pretty sure I've cleaned and dried at least 15 of those monsters so far. How much longer will we stay here?" Freddy asked.

You were about to answer before you saw a pitiful looking kitten that was about the size of your hand with dirt around her muzzle and a piece of her ear scratched off.

"Aww! Hello there baby! What are you doing? What is your name? You're darling, aren't you?! I'll get you cleaned up and warm. Come on," you said picking up the small bundle of orange and white and holding it against your chest.

"Ok, Freddy, I promise we'll go after I clean up this last cat. Ok?" you asked hopefully, looking back to the brunette sitting on the bench.

"Sure, sure, but make it speedy, ok?" Freddy's voice turned to a whisper,

"This weird guy keeps on looking at me from around the corner."

"Thanks, I'll be right back," you said, taking the cat into the washroom to clean it up.

As you were washing the cat, you held it up to your face and laughed in joy as a tiny claw snagged in your nose.

"I'm seriously going to adopt you one of these days," you chuckled out, smiling

You washed the cat, dried it off, and gave it to the vet to check for any signs of life-threatening sickness.

You were waiting to see the results before you heard a mumble come from outside and a thud. Oh god, what did Freddy do now? You still remembered that time when he asked a woman if she was pregnant when she was really just overweight.

You sighed and walked outside to see Freddy with his hands against a redhead's chest who was on top of him, seemingly trying to push him off. They were apparently...KISSING!?

You stared in shock before going to the boy on Freddy, yanking him off, and helping up Freddy.

"First of all, please don't just go around kissing people. They could already have a relationship with someone, and not everybody even wants a relationship. Second of all, get some manners, dude. I mean, I know he's good-looking, but he mine, so...yeah, sorry," you said shrugging at the teen.

You felt sorta of bad for him because, you know, you knew about hormones and all.

The boy's green eyes were filled with guilt as he looked down and nodded and said a silent sorry as he walked away.

You looked back at Freddy who honestly looked traumatized and helped him up.

"I honestly think we should go home," you said slightly worried about Freddy who just nodded absently and stared off into space.

Well, that was a first.

Foxy:

You and Foxy were at some Christmas Party at your little sister's school, and Foxy decided to come along because the pizzeria was closed because the owner was talking to this renovator about a new restaurant that was supposed to be made In 2 or 3 months (you see where I'm going here people.....?).

You where smiling happily at the kids as they danced and bounced around in the room, laughing in joy and excitement.

Foxy was dancing around with a little girl with dirty blonde hair and green eyes named buttface (or at least that's what your little sister said) and that her brother was guy, which made your mind go to....other things.....

You shook your head and watched around at the classroom looking at the teachers who weren't paying any attention to the kids AT ALL.

Did they not care that currently, just a moment ago, a kid almost choked on a cupcake? God, these people were so irresponsible!

You looked for Foxy who was telling this story to all the kids, the teachers, half looking like they admired for how friendly he was, and the other half looking like they wished he would have their babies.

You were about fed up with this place before the teachers called out to all the family members or friends that the kids were going out to recess and that since it was the Friday before Christmas Break, they would be doing other fun activities that would be better done without adults.

You were confused before you shrugged and kissed your sister on the forehead, then went over to Foxy to hurry up.

He was talking with this guy with blonde hair ad green eyes who was waving his hands grandly and laughing loudly to about everything Foxy said.

At first you thought he was just a really friendly guy, but noticed as he slightly blushed as Foxy patted him on the back boasting about how his career was a lot more fun-filled.

You looked back-and-forth between the boys for a second before you smiled (a little sinister, if I might admit) and walked over to them.

You smiled at the boy before saying politely," Hello, my name is (Y/n)! What's yours?" You held out your hand to shake.

He stared down at it before he shook it and said quietly, "My name is Fritz," before looking down and looking away.

You smiled at him because he half reminded you of this girl you used to know at school before you realized your hand was still up and bring it down to your side.

"Hey, yeah so Fritz, lemme get down to what I want," you said, eyes slightly darkening, with Fritz looking on with slight fear.

"I basically want to get a picture of you and Foxy kissing to use as my home-pic on my phone. It'd look so cut!" you squealed the last part, looking at your poor victim with anticipation.

Fritz just blushed a bit before asking even quieter, "umm....I-well-I-," after he said this you looked at him for an explinatipon he was about to say.

"Go on," you ushered him on, looking expectantly.

"I'..." Fritz just looked down again, blushing now profusely.

Foxy was just looking on confused about why you wanted someone else to kiss him, and at the most, why it was a boy.

"Oh come on, it can't be that bad! You had to have done this before!" you said, trying to egg him on.

"Umm, yeah, sorta, but I mean it's sort of weird to ask me right outside in a school lot," Fritz said again.

"Well, I don't care! You don't even have to kiis him on the mouth! You can just do it on thee cheek! No biggie," you begged, already holding up your phone.

Fritz just sighed and looked at Foxy who was wildly shaking his head, looking at you in disbelief and the closest thing to horror as he could manage.

You just held out your phone facing them, smiling.

"Come on, I don't have all day. And I know you don't either," you said cheerfully with a hidden message that said," do it, or I'll kill you and throw your dead bodies in a trench."

Foxy rolled his eyes after he realize you wouldn't let him leave.

He gave Fritz a sympathetic gaze before he squeezed his eyes closed and put his puckered mouth on the cheek of Fritz, who was practically hyperventilating.

You snapped a picture and right after that, Foxy rushed off and spat on the ground, gagging like he was gonna die.

You grinned innocently and told Fritz he could go.

"Umm.....bye?" Fritz croaked, waving his hand loosely at you as he walked away.

"Bye, now sweetie!!!! Hey, wait! Give me your phone number and I can send you a copy of this pic!" you yelled after him.

Fritz looked back fearfully before running to his car parked in the lot.

You shrugged and walked back over to Foxy, who was frowning at you and baring his teeth (BITE OF '87?!!!! NUUUU!!!!!)

"You wanna see?" you asked turning the camera his way before realizing how mad he was and laughing awkwardly.

"Look, I'm sorry, but I just HAD to put this on my homepage. It's so cute. I really am sorry, but sorta not sorry because I got a picture of oyu and that dude," you sad, raising your eyebrows hopefully.

Foxy mumbled something and looked down scowling.

"What?" you asked. Did he just cuss you out?

Foxy looked up and looked you straight in the eyes. "I'll forgive you if you give me a kiss," Foxy mumbled again, looking back down to the ground, blushing a bit.

You looked at him for awhile before you "awwed" and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

He smiled slightly and then you grabbed his hand and dragged him to the car.

"Now lets go back to my house. Its time to decorate," you said excitedly and pumping on the pedal.

Bonnie:

Note To Readers: If you believe in Santa Claus, DO NOT READ FIRST 5 PARAGRAPHS!!!

You were at the toy store with Bonnie looking at your little sister's Christmas List and trying to find as many of the items as you could.

All of the items on the list either started with Barbie, Princess, Magical, or NEW, which was really getting on your nerves. The basket was a jumble of Pink, Purple, Red and Blue hues, and your car was already stuffed with one of those 72 inches tall Teddy Bears you get from Costco.

Bonnie was following behind you, finding the items you missed or forgot and putting them in the basket after looking at them in amazement and awe.

"Hey, (Y/n) what's all this stuff for?" Bonnie asked, inspecting one of those Super Barbie things and putting it back in the basket.

"Well Bonnie, there's this Holiday called Christmas, and it comes every year on December 25th. Parents tell their children about a man named Santa Claus that loves cookies, and every night on Christmas Eve, he gives gifts to all of the children in the world by sneaking in through your chimney and using his super secret powers to put his gifts under the Christmas Tree and sneak out. Parents also say that if you've been naughty, you go on Santa's naughty list and all you get is a lump of coal. In reality, though, Santa's just a myth parents make up to let there kids have a bit of fun and to get them to be good," you explained, letting out a deep breath.

Bonnie looked at you before he nodded and followed behind you once more.

"Okay! I think I got about all of it, and a few stocking stuffers! We're good!" you said victoriously. You rushed to the front of the store, payed for all the toys, and brang all the bags outside (with the help of Bonnie) and into the car.

"Thanks for helping me with this Bonnie! It means a lot. Let me put this cart up and then we can go home...and prank call people," your eyes brightened as you shouted happily.

You went to put the car inside and when you came out you saw a figure run into Bonnie and suddenly...kiss...him....

Bonnie wriggled around helplessly before he consented and stayed still as a rock for the rest of the kiss.

The guy jumped off of him after 30 seconds or so and wiped his mouth, displaying a YOLO! smile.

"Sorry, dude, but it was a dare...YOLO!" he said, running off rapidly.

Bonnie looked after him as he ran off and around the corner.

You ran over to Bonnie and looked at him, wiping his mouth off with a tissue.

"You ok Bonnie? Yeah, I know, it's scary, but don 't worry this doesn't happen all the time. You probably stood out because of your red eyes and purple hair," you explained giving him a sympathetic look and a soft kiss on the cheek.

He nodded and dazedly walked to the car and plopped down on the seat.

You followed after and drove off to your house.

You swear if you saw that dude again you would run him over, bring him back to life, cut his limbs off, and kill him all over again.

Goldie:

You and Goldie were at the mall running errand for your mom and buying little gifts for your friends.

You've been at the mall for 2 hours now shopping for gifts, perfumes, lotions, clothes and gift wrappers.

You stretched and yawned rubbing your eyes before shaking your head a bit and grabbing Goldie's hand again, half as a sign of direction, half as a sign of affection.

"Come on, let's go to the Food Court. I'm hungry, and maybe this food will give me extra energy for the next few days. I just want to get this Christmas shopping over with," you said, rubbing your forehead.

"Yeah, well I hope this Christmas thing is fun for you. I bet you can;'t wait till your family visits," Goldie said sympathetically smirking in a weird way.

You eyes widened maniacally as you were going down the elevator with him.

"If you think I'm going through this alone, you're wrong. You're celebrating Christmas with me, so you better prepare yourself physically, mentally, emotionally, mentally, mentally, mentally..." you said counting on your fingers.

Goldie frowned before sighing and shrugging.

"I guess it can't be helped," Goldie muttered and stepped off of the elevator.

You and Goldie found a table and Goldie sat down while you went to get some food for yourself.

You waited in line for what seemed like a billion hours before the lady finally took your order and gave you your food.

You walked back to your table but stopped dead in your tracks as you saw someone sitting on your spot next to Goldie and kissing him (a little to passionately, if I might add ) on the mouth while Goldie was frantic ally kicking him under the table.

You stared for a while before you walked to the man, yanked him off, slapped him, slapped him again, yelled at him and pushed him away as he stumbled off.

Yo0u went back to Goldie and looked at him, still glaring from the previous encounter.

"You ok?" you asked, as much sympathy as you could muster into that one sentence.

"Y-Yeah. That's not...normal...is it?" Goldie asked, eyes going slightly wider.

"No, don't worry. People don't do that, especially guys. He just felt the need too" you explained, sitting down to eat your food.

"Now, I wish I could give you more time to process, but I need to get this crap over with," you shrugged, actually looking a boit sorry.

Goldie shrugged.

"It wasn't traumatic, as so much as very uncomfortable, but thanks for caring," Goldie smiled at you.

You smiled back and you guys just looked at eachother before you blinked and threw the rest of your food away.

"Let's go, "you said, grabbing Goldie's hand again and dragging him to Macy's department store.

Oh no......

Guys, this was horrible. Yeah, I know how much you hate me, and I'm sorry for that. I guess now everybody hates me. Literally. I got a bunch of Private Messages the other day saying someone hates me. Anyways, I hope you liked this comment and vote for me. Bye!

P.S. Does anyone know what this si leading up to? It's pretty obvious!!!!!!