Freddy's POV
I woke up to the sound of water dripping. Ugh, where am I? I thought, still half-asleep. I surveyed the area around me, which was large and unfamiliar. The concrete room was seemingly endless; a single dying light bulb illuminating the massive area in front of me. "Mom?" I called out into the darkness.
No one answered. The dripping suddenly stopped and an eerie quiet filled the room. "Hello? Is anyone here?" I asked.
A tall figure slowly appeared in front of me, almost blending into the shadows. "Who are you?" The figure questioned warily.
The voice of the figure sounded strangely familiar. "Wait, do I know you? And can you tell me where my parents are?" I questioned.
The figure stood in silence a few moments before replying, "Maybe, what's your name?"
"Well that's easy I'm…" I started, pausing as I tried to recall my name. "Umm, I-I can't remember. Sorry." I said, frightened now by the fact that I couldn't remember anything, including my name.
"I guess I'll tell you my name then, since you can't remember yours." said the figure. " My name is…it's…oh no! I can't remember my name either!" The figure exclaimed, desperately trying to remember it's name.
"Why don't you come over here so I can see you? It's possible we know each other." I said.
"Okay then." The figure replied, moving forward.
As it walked closer to me, I realized how big the strange thing was. It was easily three times my size and it looked almost like... a rabbit?! Sure enough, when the figure stepped into the light I could easily see that the "person" I had been talking to was no other than Bonnie the Bunny. "Bonnie!" I said excitedly, suddenly remembering the animatronic.
The animatronic looked at me. "Bonnie? I don't remember my name, but I know that it definitely isn't Bonnie. Besides, I'm no robot- hey, you're Freddy Fazbear! Can you tell me how to get back to my mom? I think she's going to be really worried about me since I ran away from her when she tried to make me eat my veggie pizza."
"What? I'm not Freddy, and you are most certainly Bonnie the Bunny! Look at your hands, they're purple!" I said to the robot.
Bonnie gave me a funny look. " You better not be tricking me Freddy!" he said as he looked down at his hands. Bonnie's jaw dropped, "What? My hands ARE purple… But no! I'm a kid, not a robot! What is my mom going to say?" the rabbit said frantically.
I frowned. "Uh, no offense Bonnie, I think there is something wrong with your programming because you've always been a robot."
The rabbit huffed in annoyance. "Well Mr. I'm- definitely-not-Freddy-even-though-I-look-exactly-like-him, why don't you look at your hands?"
I rolled my eyes at Bonnie. "Fine, I'll do it just to prove you wrong."
I put my hands in the air in front of my face, slightly waving at the purple animatronic. "See?" I said, "I have completely normal, real…" I trailed off.
Instead of normal human hands, I had hands that were extremely similar to an animatronic I vaguely remembered, Freddy Fazbear. Still stunned by this new discovery, I didn't hear Bonnie call my name until he practically yelled in my face. "Freddy! Hello, anybody in there?" he asked jokingly, patting my head.
I laughed despite the uneasy feeling that had suddenly settled in my gut. How come I still couldn't remember anything? And why was I suddenly an animatronic? The smile slipped off my face and an unhappy frown surfaced in its place. Bonnie looked at me, noticing my sudden change of mood. "Hey are you okay?"
I shook my head. "No I'm worried Bonnie, what if our parents don't recognize us? Robots can't think or talk freely, so why would they ever believe us? They'd probably just think that it's a glitch in our programing, and that we need to be fixed." The rabbit's ears drooped.
"Oh no, I didn't think about that..." He said, trailing off.
"Maybe we should go look for someone who could help us?" I proposed.
"That sounds like a great idea! If we do that, then maybe someone who knows us will recognize us and be able to tell us who we are!" Bonnie exclaimed excitedly.
The purple animatronic held out his hand to me. "Come on Freddy, let's go!" I took his hand and the animatronic pulled me up with ease.
Unaccustomed to standing with my new mechanical legs, I stumbled awkwardly into Bonnie. "Sorry!" I apologized quickly, backing up carefully so I wouldn't trip.
"It's ok Freddy, I had some trouble when I first tried to stand up as well. Make sure you watch your feet when you walk, there's quite a few old pipes and boxes back here." Bonnie said as he moved off to the side so I had more space to move.
After a few tries, I finally was able to stand without wobbling or toppling over. Deciding I was ready to try actually moving, I took a few tentative steps forward. It was surprisingly easy to move, and despite my massive size, I was able to walk rather quickly. "Whoa, this is weird, I feel so... tall!" I exclaimed.
Bonnie smiled. "I thought that too when I first woke up. But anyways, we should go look for someone who can tell us what's going on now. If you're ready, that is. If not, I don't mind waiting a bit longer for you, not everyone can be as quick as myself." The rabbit said with a smirk.
Hearing a hint of a challenge in his voice, I nodded determinedly. "Ok, let's go." I said.
The rabbit turned around and disappeared into the darkness of the room. I followed him, stopping briefly to take one last look at the light bulb over my shoulder. "Wish me luck." I whispered softly, before the darkness reached out and consumed me, leaving nothing but the fading echo of two sets of footsteps.
About: This story begins in 1982, at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Both "Freddy" and "Bonnie" are children, and are both around eight years old.