16/11/83 - 12:30AM
It was an average night at Fazbear's Family Diner. All the beloved animatronics; Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy, we're standing perfectly still on stage. They were still active, of course, but all they could do right now was wiggle their ears and blink.
Although, after a rather frightening performance a few days ago, the animatronics were under suspicion, especially Freddy. He malfunctioned on stage, causing him to swing his arms rapidly around, almost hitting several young infants.
Parents were soon not allowing their kids to go to the diner, as they believed that possibly this ''malfunction'' was intentional. One parent in particular took this belief to the extreme.
The parent snuck into the diner, with a shotgun in hand, and went to find the animatronics. The animatronics heard loud noises, and started to worry.
''Did you hear that?'' Chica asked.
Freddy shivered, well, he couldn't actually shiver, but he shivered on the inside.
''Yeah..''
''Do you think this is about..'' Bonnie paused, ''Your malfunction..?''
''I hope not'' Freddy said.
The intruder approached the showstage.
''He's got a gun!'' Chica whispered.
He ran up to Freddy.
''This, my fellow Fazbear, Is for almost killing my child!''
He readied to shoot. Freddy realized he was targeting him.
''No!''
Freddy grabbed Bonnie, and pulled him in front of him. He blasted his shotgun as it entered Bonnie's face, you could feel the agony as the bullet ripped through Bonnie's head and slid through the wires and endoskeleton.
Bonnie got shot twice more, and then he dropped dead on the floor, electricity and wires gushing out of him like a scene in a horror movie.
Chica looked at Freddy in shock. He had just used Bonnie as an animatronic shield. Bonnie, his best friend. Bonnie, his first friend, and now Bonnie, his personal bullet shield.
The parent ran away out through the doors, disappearing into the dark of the night.
''Freddy.. how.. how.. how could you do this?'' Chica cried.
''I-I... I needed to be there for the children more than him..''
Chica gasped. ''You know he was just as good as you! How could you be so.. selfish?''
''Blame the engineers.'' Freddy mumbled, as he walked away.
Chica stayed close to Bonnie, and examined him. His eyes, face, nose, mouth, and a million other things were gone. She didn't know if he would make it. Instead of being a baby, she decided she had to see if she could save him.
She ran towards the Backstage, where they had several spare parts, leaving the destroyed Bonnie behind.
And as she left, Bonnie's mangled face lit up with two bright red lights where his eyes used to be.
The thing about those red dots, was that they weren't lights. It was pure hate.