Bonnie
She was so...good. God, it was like watching an angel on the stage. The old Pizzeria had gone out full force on this one, trying to regain their once good name and keep the now older generation coming back. Lilly was what they had needed...and she made sure their money had not been wasted. Bonnie tilted his head some, watching as she performed one of her many pre-scheduled numbers. He had almost forgotten about the little kids eagerly trying to get his attention. When lilly came on...when the bright pink curtain pulled back, revealing the sleek animatronic, updated with all the latest tech...he found himself enthralled.
Of course, she was a slight contrast compared to the others. In more ways then one. Although they had all been updated utilizing funds Lilly herself brought in, they were hard pressed to be as keenly designed as she was. For one, she was not an animal...but human looking. She was meant to be a doll. Her hair was curled like Shirley Temple, the ringlets bouncing with every motion she made. Her lips were painted pink, her cheeks had the trademark little circles of blush carefully applied to them, as was common for most dolls that needed to truly stand out. Her eyes were large and a soft shade of brown, framed by big lashes with glitter on them. She wore a different outfit daily, depending on the song.
Right now though, he found himself staring at the shapely legs, covered in stockings and high boots. Since it was Easter, she had been donned in a pink jumper, with a fake rabbit tail and ears course with the human-like bust she supported as well, he was not the only male staring either. It made him rigidly hard, but he was forced to think other thoughts so as not to...embarrass himself infront of the children. How inappropriate that would have been. Freddy would have thrown a fit. Her 'Bunny Hop' song was coming to an end, the kids eagerly following along with her dance, laughing and screaming in delight. She had a little stuffed, animatronic versions of all of them dancing behind her. These, as far as Bonnie was concerned, were the only ones who didn't get off the stage to move around...but it didn't stop them from throwing insults across the way to Foxy when it suited them, angering the pirate to the point that he threatened to leap across and kick his minature selves ass, to which rude gestures were often the response. In truth...it was all comical.
"Now hop to the left, jump to the right, turn around and shake your tail all night! There we go, let your inner bunny show. Ooooh, there we goooo...let your inner bunny show. Raise your hands to the top!...And baby...you're doing the bunny hop!" The song ended on an old fashioned fifties guitar solo before it ended, the lights around her went dull and she stopped moving. The curtain closed as the kids screamed and clapped, calling for another. But her show was done for the day. Bonnie almost agreed with the children. He wanted an encore.
Thankfully for him though, Lilly was like the rest of them in the sense that she got to walk around and interact. His gaze lifted to watch the side door she would appear from and he felt his mechanical insides jerk a bit when the announcers voice came over the loud speakers. "Boys and girls, Ladies and Gents, here to celebrate a very special Easter with you and hand out a few easter goodies, straight off the Bunny Hop train...LILLY!" Bonnie stood a bit straighter, once again feeling his internal gears whir as he begin to heat up. When the door opened, the heat expanded.
The kids were overly delighted by her presence, a basket dangling from her arm. "H..h..hey kids! Its m..me! Li..lilly! And booooy have I g..got some t...treats for you!" Bonnie frowned. He had never heard her skip while speaking before. At night, when the place closed, and they were left to their own devices, he usually did maintenance on them all, making sure parts were in place, voice boxes werent choking on cake that had been shoved down into the wrong spot by overly eager, sticky hands covered in the stuff. But his thoughts cleared when he realized she was moving towards him.
Panic set in and he turned, ready to flee, until he realized children were now clambering eagerly around him. "Bonnie! Bonnie!" Lilly smiled as she approached, leaning against him briefly. "M..my they r..r..reeeeeally love you d..don't they?" He felt himself warm again, internal fans kicking on to maintain him and prevent him from overheating and shutting down. "Not as much as they love you. Er...whats wrong with your voice box?" She blinked, then smiled. "I...Im not s..s...ssssure honestly. I th..think something might be looooose. You'll look at...atttt..it for me l..later right Bon?" God, how could he say no? "Of course Lilly..whatever you need." She beamed, clearly pleased, then turned her attention bac to the kids surrounding them. "A...allrighty kiddos! Bonnie the Bunny h..here is g..going to help me pass out these S..ssssuper awsome East Eggs Ch..chica helped us make!"
Bonnie started, a bit thrown off. "I...I am?" She glanced up at him, but rather then reply he still only got that smile. "He s...sure is! Now...lets gets...started...whose first?!" Bonnie closed his eyes briefly. Of course she would want him to help. It was Easter...he was a bunny. It went hand in paw. Or something like that. He could hear soft laughter coming from the main staged direction and shot a glare towards it, noting Freddy and Chica had stayed up there, out of the sticky grip of children. This was not a bear or chicken holiday...it wasn't even a Foxy holiday apparently, as after his single show for the morning, the pirate had yet to reappear from the safety of his cove, all of them leaving Bonnie to it. Or perhaps it was simply because they knew how much he liked Lilly.
Cursing them all inwardly, he picked up one of the eggs out of her bakset, looking it over. It was plastic and filled with little prizes inside, wrapped in colorful paper with all their images on it. Sighing softly, he forced a smile on his face and turned towards the first child. "Happy Easter..." Reaching for the next egg, he paused when her hand landed ontop of his at the same time, their intentions matching. Lifting his eyes, he met her brown ones with his own and swear he saw the rounded dots of her blush glow in response. Pulling back, she picked up another egg and turned to hand it to the child reaching out for it. Bonnie continued to stare for a moment then coughed, and turned his attention back to passing out the eggs.