The reunion
Notes: In this Bonnie is a girl and there will be some shipping.
(Freddy)
Years, years since I had seen them, yet the eyes in the picture seemed happy and bright. When I looked at mine, however, they were sad and saggy and worn out. They had tender look to them, as if they were trying to make up for something that was far from being made up for.
I missed them, but it all seemed like a faded memory, like I hadn't done it at all. The….. thing that separated us, seemed more like a distant thing that could not longer be considered 'big' or even close to it. I wasn't eager to leave this place, and I sure wasn't eager to run a whole pizzeria.
I slowly emerged from my powering off position. I walked around the pizzeria, and noticed a new animatronic.
It had two ginger ponytails, and her face seemed to be able to open up. The edges opened and closed as the animatronic seemed to 'breathe'. It was an obvious female.
She had 3 more unfished animatronics next to her.
She suddenly powered up. "Woah! You scared me!" She said spotting me. "Oh sorry!" I said "I haven't seen you around here before, you must be new?" I asked, and she suddenly realised who I was, you could tell with her face. "Oh! You're freddy fazbear! I'm baby, and yeah, we're new." She said. "Well, isn't that pleasant! I'm guessing you're gonna work for a sister location of ours!" I said cheerfully.
She paused, as if she was processing something. She just sorta went still suddenly, and her eyes switched off.
As if on cue, I blacked out.
(Bonnie.)
I stared down at my guitar, then back up at them.
Lizzy, a remake of an old humanoid entertainment robot-now remade to be a dance robot-had muddy brown eyes and light ginger hair. She wore a pink dress, and some ballet shoes. She had fair skin and had been the first robot I met here.
Then, there was Eva, a combat robot that was being remade into a security robot for some pizzeria's the fazbear company owned. She had bright blue eyes, and dark brown hair. She had lighter skin than lizzie. She wore a fighting outfit.
I couldn't do thiss. Memories of freddy and my friends filled my mind, and suddenly the one, the reason I don't play the guitar anymore, filled my vision.
It was back at the pizzeria, it was a sunday afternoon and the kids had gone home. One of the kids had broken my guitar by dropping over the edge of the stage. It had been a budget one, so it wasn't that strong. They were devastated, but once I told them that it was okay and that I could get a new one, a better new one. "Hey, uh, Bon?" Freddy said, I spun around to see freddy walking toward me. "Yeah fred?" I ask. "I heard your guitar broke, so I made a new one for you." He said, handing me a red and white guitar. I took it and tears welled in my eyes. I hugged him.
Tears flooded my eyes. I ran with the guitar off to my box/room thing. this was too much, especially in front of them.
Maybe it was time I read that letter.
(Chica)
I sat in my room. Hoping the whispers from outside would die away.
You see, I'm the odd one out here. Usually an animatronic wouldn't keep their personality. I did and still do, and so did/do the others. Once an animatronic was bought, they would deactive their personality and act like a normal robot-they'd do what they were programmed to do. Me and the others hadn't. That's why I was the odd one out here.
That's what I loved about Freddy's. It was the odd one out too. It was like the last kid to be picked for a game of dodgeball, or the odd one out in groups. And our owner, Mr. Fazbear, just added to that. He knew we were alive, and he wasn't afraid of us. After hearing us out, and explaining that they were humans-not endoskeletons like we thought-Mike, him and us all became friends. It was nice and peaceful after that, no drama's happening.
But then, out of the blue, we had to be 'fixed'. I thought their wasn't a reason, but when we got to the warehouse I found out why. We were no longer allowed to have such a 'bulky' design, we had to have a design that mimic humans. So, I was given a body plumper than Toy Chica, which I liked. to me, she was like some sort of twig. You got to appreciate the good things in life, like food. Pizza. So, I do. That, I should have mentioned that we could eat. Despite not doing it often, we do eat. I eat a lot, it's just you can't see me because the monitor in the kitchen is off at the moment.
Holding this letter, address to me, from Mr. Fazbear, I was filled with hope. I wanted to sing with joy.
All I wanted was to see my friends again.
(Foxy.)
I really didn't know what to expect. I had a letter in my hand, just as I knew I someday would,but I didn't want to leave just yet.
I strolled over to the vixen, Vicky. She had white fur, with patches being pink. She had a light pink blouse on, and blue pants with a recently polished golden belt around the top edge. She had her sword on her side. She had sky blue eyes that shone in the sun, and shimmered with her joy.
There wasn't much to say about us too. I had known her since I got here, always thinking back to that time made me long to see the happy faces of my friends again. Then again, I think I might've fallen for the vixen somewhere along the way.
"Foxy, what does the letter say?" She asked. Sitting down next to her on the rusty pirate ship, which looked odd in a room filled with pirate gold and swords, I sighed. "Haven't read it yet lass" I said.
