p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="8353cb249711d63552a8e6b3c1a97bfc"It was a normal day, like any other. Birds were singing, the wind was howling. Everything was normal. Except, of course, what was about to happen.../p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="928aa2f3afa51c758549e3afc6ddc6a4"Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the bunny and Chica the chicken were singing their songs. The children had gathered around the stage, listening. Suddenly, the power went off. Everything was dark, nothing able to make out amongst the moving shadows of the children. No power. No light. No nothing. Everyone was screaming. Shrieking. Panicking./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="dd5f361648258339fc91640adaa989b1"''Don't interrupt me!'' Bonnie shouted. ''I hate you being the boss. You're not even good at it! I knew we should've just closed Fazbear's and do MY idea, Bonnie's Burgers, BUT NO! No one listens to BONNIE'S ideas, do they? What about what I think, huh? I had and always have to clean up after YOUR mess, Freddy! I'm leaving this place. I have the sketch all drawn out, the symbol, the icon, for Bonnie's Burgers! And I'm going to fulfill MY dreams, and not your hopeless ones!''/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="4f194310f3921b025b5dadb882b476c7"As Chica tried to persuade Bonnie not to, Carl the Cupcake suddenly jumped onto Bonnie's shoulder. Bonnie paused, awaiting Carl's message. ''I think Bonnie's Burgers would be a good idea.''/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="a8acb3648ebc25ab60b0b1569bcede8c"''R-Really? Someone ACTUALLY believes in MY ideas? And not Fr-Freddy's?!'' Bonnie gasped in response, joyful that someone actually listened to him!/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="cf68e5cd970e320b27ccdbfea8a44342"''You betcha! I have connections, Bonnie - real connections. I could turn Bonnie's Burgers into a real thing! Much better than this cesspool of a dumb run by an insolent fool! What da ya say?!''/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="d644339bab157382308472b3b08ea15f"''No, wai-'' Chica shouted, but stopped after only a dust cloud was left in Bonnie's memory./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="928aa2f3afa51c758549e3afc6ddc6a4"Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the bunny and Chica the chicken were singing their songs. The children had gathered around the stage, listening. Suddenly, the power went off. Everything was dark, nothing able to make out amongst the moving shadows of the children. No power. No light. No nothing. Everyone was screaming. Shrieking. Panicking./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="03e7d8350557b52c579d6155c2f07fba"Freddy Fazbear stood in the midst of it all. In the middle. All eyes on him. As leader, and boss, he had to calm everyone down. He had ONE JOB - he had to make sure everyone was NOT panicking. But that's what they were doing. And he couldn't do anything but stand and stare. He bit his tongue. He didn't want to do anything. He wanted to go and dig a hole and just be alone. But everyone was looking at him, for him to do something. Anything./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="23adc357e2a4985da2935703e58cf95a"Suddenly, Bonnie jumped forward, right infront of Freddy. However much he disliked it, his right-hand man was saving him from another catastrophe. ''Hey kids!'' Bonnie announced, causing everyone to stop and look at him. ''Please exit out of the building in single file in a calm, orderly manner. We are currently unsure of why this event has happened, but we are trying our best to sort this out.''/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="1fd9a0c8ba53304c482d28932da07046"At that moment, the kids poured out, as well as their parents - leaving the animatronics alone in the darkness. Suddenly, the lights buzzed back on. Bonnie turned to Freddy. ''Freddy, what the heck?! You were supposed to comfort the kids! But nooo, leave Bonnie to do it!''/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="9dd61c2548ceb2fe5567a5b69a71e2f4"''Bu-but Bonni-'' Freddy began to stutter, but instead, Bonnie interrupted him harshly./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="dd5f361648258339fc91640adaa989b1"''Don't interrupt me!'' Bonnie shouted. ''I hate you being the boss. You're not even good at it! I knew we should've just closed Fazbear's and do MY idea, Bonnie's Burgers, BUT NO! No one listens to BONNIE'S ideas, do they? What about what I think, huh? I had and always have to clean up after YOUR mess, Freddy! I'm leaving this place. I have the sketch all drawn out, the symbol, the icon, for Bonnie's Burgers! And I'm going to fulfill MY dreams, and not your hopeless ones!''/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="4f194310f3921b025b5dadb882b476c7"As Chica tried to persuade Bonnie not to, Carl the Cupcake suddenly jumped onto Bonnie's shoulder. Bonnie paused, awaiting Carl's message. ''I think Bonnie's Burgers would be a good idea.''/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="a8acb3648ebc25ab60b0b1569bcede8c"''R-Really? Someone ACTUALLY believes in MY ideas? And not Fr-Freddy's?!'' Bonnie gasped in response, joyful that someone actually listened to him!/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="cf68e5cd970e320b27ccdbfea8a44342"''You betcha! I have connections, Bonnie - real connections. I could turn Bonnie's Burgers into a real thing! Much better than this cesspool of a dumb run by an insolent fool! What da ya say?!''/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="8d89272632fd7c7a8873ec40278c9d6f"''I say muy bueno! fenomal! Let's go see the manager and tell him about our idea!'' Bonnie exclaimed, before rushing off with Carl to the manager's office./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="d644339bab157382308472b3b08ea15f"''No, wai-'' Chica shouted, but stopped after only a dust cloud was left in Bonnie's memory./p