Chapter One – Remembrance

Bonnie had always loved the ocean. The deep rolling blue seemed to soothe him in times of stress; if you couldn't find the purple rabbit, merely look to the beach.
His companions in the Fazbear band found it odd that a rabbit should be so smitten with the sea, not least because it was Foxy's motif, but they never questioned it. Freddy had his collection of bow ties, Chica had her kitchen, Foxy had his treasures... and Bonnie had the sea.

In his downtime, he would sometimes visit Pirate's Cove and spend time conversing with the old sea captain about his wildest adventures, of ships seized and booty plundered. He knew of course, that the wily fox was making it all up – the only time any of them had really spent on the sea was when they were first shipped to the pizzeria in the early 80's. Still, it entertained the pair to no end and had brought them conversation and companionship in place of loneliness and abandonment.

…

The star spangled curtain that shrouded the cove shimmered as Bonnie pushed it aside, stepping onto the dimly lit stage. Foxy's ears perked up as he turned to face the rabbit, his smile revealing rows of jagged, broken teeth.

"Bonnie! I was wonderin' when ye'd stop by the cove again." the fox beamed, scratchy voice echoing from his aged voicebox.

Bonnie smiled back at him, settling himself next to the piles of fake treasure that adorned the 'pirate ship'.

"It's good to see you too Foxy! How's pirate life treating you?".

"Yarrr, it's been a little livelier of recent! You see we've got ourselves a new security lad?"

The rabbit shook his head, long purple ears waving gently.

"No, I hadn't noticed. I suppose I had better... introduce myself." he grinned full of malice.

"Aye, best of luck to ye laddie. None of us can get close! He's a smart one that Mr Schmidt, I'll give him that." growled the captain, running a thumb along the edge of his hook.

"A smart one eh? About time management gave us a challenge. Think I'll stop by later tonight."

"You'll be the only one lad. Chica's working overtime in that kitchen, crazy lass, and ol' Fazbeard be bidin' his time. You know how he gets."

Bonnie chuckled softly, standing up and making for the curtain. "Don't let Freddy hear you call him that. You know what happened last time."

Foxy waved his paw dismissively and scoffed. "I'm not afraid of that scurvy bear! If I had me cutlass I'd cleave him in two!" he huffed, leaping to his feet and making wild stabbing motions before settling down on his pile of doubloons. "Anyhoo, best of luck if ye stop by the guard tonight. He seems to have us pretty well figured out".

Bonnie turned and shot Foxy a sly grin. "Just wait 'til he gets a load of me" before turning on his heel and exiting the cove.

...

Tense fingers gripped the edge of a small screen, beads of sweat rolling down rosy pink cheeks.

Where are they...

This wasn't what Mike had originally signed up for. Security detail at a kids restaurant, no big deal right?

Wrong.

The macabre animatronics roamed the halls with murderous intent, hell bent on seeing him violently stuffed into a suit. Heck, he wasn't even getting hazard pay.

Movement caught his eye, as the grainy screen revealed the cove's curtain fluttering shut. Mike cocked his head in confusion, squinting at the screen.

Leaving the curtain closed? That's not Foxy's style.

His hand hovered over the door button, straining his ears for the metallic clanking of the robot fox.

Seconds ticked by in silence, save for the buzzing of the pale yellow lightbulb, the gentle whooshing of the desk fan.

That's when he heard it. The gentle stomp of animatronic feet coming his way, slow and methodical not frantic like the fox. Mike flicked through the security cameras before settling on the backstage footage. A pair of white pinprick eyes stared back, penetrating his very being as a definite chill shivered down his spine. The purple rabbit made a show of reaching up to the camera, smiling sadistically as the screen faded to static. The guard's eyes widened as he cycled the cameras to no avail, instead greeted with a wall of black and grey; 'SIGNAL LOST'.

Switching off the screen he drew in a shaky breath, leaning over and palming the 'light' button. He wished he hadn't.

Bonnie stood tall in the harsh blue light, casting an intimidating silhouette down the hallway. Stepping inside the office, he encroached upon the guard... and stopped. Gazing down at the night watch's face, something clicked inside Bonnie. Wisps of smoke and tiny sparks emanated from his twitching head as memory files awakened themselves, bringing the rabbit to a startling conclusion.

"...I remember you."