{Bonnie's P.O.V}{A/N: Italic is that little voice in the back of their heads.}
Who am I? Where am I? It's too dark to tell, but it feels like I'm floating. Floating in the pitch black. Why does it feel so familiar? Why does the blackness seem so comforting? I can't remember. It's warm though. Why is it warm? I like this warmth. It's like a mother's embrace... I don't know why. Open your eyes, wake up. I think I hear something. Bonnie? Who is that? Maybe I'm thinking too much on this.
{Normal P.O.V}
A large brown bear, Freddy Fazbear himself, shakes the purple bunny laying on the stage, sleeping. Two others gather around the two on stage.
"Bonnie! Wake up you lazy rabbit!" Freddy says with a scolding edge. Bonnie sits up and stretches.
"What's going on?" Bonnie asks.
"Ye bee' ou' fer a couple hou's. We were gettin' worrie' fer ye, lad." Foxy explains.
"Freddy most of all." Chica whispers.
"Sorry guys. Didn't mean to worry ya." Bonnie apologizes, standing up. Freddy scowls and walks off. Bonnie rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.
{Bonnie's P.O.V}
Why does it feel like I forgot something? Something important that could change everything. I notice Freddy leaving. I pick up my red guitar. It gives me a sense of deja vu, like I've seen it before. I shake my head and ignore the feeling as I place the strap around me and walk around. I begin humming the tune of the songs we sing every single day. It get's old but I don't know many more. I bump into something soft and... brown. Oh god. I bumped into Freddy.
"I'm sorry." I apologize and hurry off. Why am I so nervous around him? I sigh and shake my head. It's nothing more than my imagination. I sit down at a table and flip guitar around and hold it before plucking random cords. I tap my foot to an imaginary beat, picking up the speed. I added word to it but kept an eye on my guitar. I get lost in the music I'm playing.
{Freddy's P.O.V}
I can hear music drifting from the dining hall. It is almost... has such an amazing voice. Only one ever like it in the world. I shake my head. That's definitely something I won't be touching for a long time. It's all so... odd, really. I can't remember anything before earlier tonight. I push the kitchen doors open and walk in. I sigh as I look through the fridge. I find a key lime pie and a smile spreads on my face. I don't know why though. It means something very important. I shake my head and grab some of the pizza. Closing the fridge, I force the smile off my face and leave the kitchen, eating my pizza slice. I can think on things later. Right now I have three to keep out of trouble.
"Put that down! What is that anyways!?" I ask them, taking the bottle from Bonnie.
"Jus' roo' bee'." Foxy replies.
"You know we shouldn't be drinking stuff like this! Who knows what could happen!" I yell. I don't believe a word Foxy-Felix-says.
"Please, Freddy? It's just root beer. Soda can't hurt." Bonnie says. God dang it, Bonnie! The puppy eyes! I sigh and give Bonnie the bottle back.
"If I find out you lied, Foxy, you'll be short a tail." I warn.
"Aye, cap'n." Foxy says. I nod and walk away.
