Cut the junk, for the third time.
Chapter 1: Changed
'Ugh...'
"Hey, you OK?"
I opened my eyes to be met with Funtime Freddy's face. "GWAH!" I nearly stumbled back. "Whoa! Sorry for scaring you, Bon-Bon." Funtime Freddy said. 'B-Bon-Bon..? Isn't that..? Oh no...' "Why were you in the scooping room?" I closed my eyes and looked back at the bear. "I-I... Listen, I don't think you'll believe me, but, well, I-I..." I closed my eyes again and made sure to breathe. "...I'm not really Bon-Bon." "What?! What do ya mean?" "I-I'm really Mike Schmidt. I-I was killed by Baby... I don't know how I ended up in, well, Bon-Bon..." I opened my eyes and saw Funtime Freddy's shocked face. He looked down. "S-So... I got the wrong person? I'm so sorry!" He dropped me- I hadn't even noticed he had been holding me -and ran out of the room. I wanted to yell 'Wait!', but for some reason I couldn't. Then, Baby happened to walk into the room. "Hello, Mike Schmidt. That's a nice look for you." I looked at her terrified. She chuckled slightly. "Well, since there can't be two of you, off to the scooper!" She picked me up and threw me. I landed exactly on a convertor belt. Something that looked like a hook was hanging above me. Even though it wasn't really scary, I looked at it in pure fright. Before anything could happen, I was suddenly thrust off the convertor belt and into a paw... a paw... Funtime Freddy! I looked up at the bear's face. "Th-Th-Thank you." I said, realizing I could speak again. He put me in the place where Bon-Bon usually was. I felt a wave of comfort. 'Must be because I'm Bon-Bon now.' The bear smiled at me, then turned to look at Baby. The animatronic stumbled back, then fled from the room. "How 'bout we go back to our stage?" Funtime Freddy asked me, imitating when Bon-Bon would say that. I nodded, and the bear hurried off to the Breaker Room, holding me. We stood there on the stage most of the time. It went that way until...
Me: Once again, cut the junk. Goodbye.