"An' make sure y'all remember to try the new cheese sticks on your way out!" Golden's preset audio declared, while he wiggled his ears.
The children cheered. The parents chuckled in amusement, while some laughed. The humans loved them both, and they loved the humans. Well, Golden did, at least.
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria had been open for nearly a year. Popularity was booming; kids from far and wide came to see the singing bears. The children were mesmerized by them.
Golden loved nothing more than to perform for everybody, while Freddy was slightly more shy. He would rather hide away. Golden was the only reason why Freddy could ever dream of performing, otherwise he'd completely freeze up and not be able to move. His older 'brother' relaxed him.
Freddy wasn't sure how he did it; being the main singer. He only had to worry about rare back-up lyrics, his guitar, and his trademark musical box tune, "The Toreador March".
Lowering his guitar, he looked to Golden, eyeing the humans. The two animatronics spoke in only beeps and clicks to each other, so the customers couldn't understand.
"Golden," Freddy spoke quietly, looking across the restaurant. "How are you able to sing so loudly in front of them all? I still don't understand. Even when I only play my tune my throat locks up and I have trouble moving."
Laughing to himself, Golden looked over at Freddy while waving at some children, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't; it just feels natural. Don't it feel natural to 'ya?"
Freddy froze up when a little girl walked up to them, studying them carefully. He stood in place, almost tempted to hide behind Golden, or run. He hated when they got too close. "No, not really..."
"You'll get the hang of it soon a'nuf." Smiling at Freddy after he spoke, Golden looked down at the little girl as she patted him. He let out a low, clicking whir, almost as if he was purring.
"Howdy, little girl!" Golden spoke his preset line in a clear, accented English, smiling. She squealed happily, saying something while hugging Golden. Freddy still had difficulty understanding them, even after a year of listening to their conversations day in and day out.
Freddy watched cautiously as she came up to him, patting him next. He flinched, backing up. He made a whirring noise himself, but it sounded more like his gears were having trouble turning over. She looked frustrated for a moment, but seemed satisfied. She skipped off back to her parents after a moment or so. Freddy relaxed when she left, and he looked to Golden.
"Freddy, 'ya really gotta loosen up a bit. They're just humans, they can't do anythin' to 'ya! Remember, they're here JUST to meet us! Do 'ya think they'd come here just to get a bite of horribly made pizza?"
Taking Golden's advice and words to heart, he nodded slowly, sighing inwardly. He really didn't like people. Suddenly, the curtain on their stage shut. The intercom announcement that the restaurant was closing soon sounded out, making Freddy let out a sigh of relief. Golden frowned slightly at him. "C'mon, I promise I'll help 'ya practice!"
"Practice what?" Freddy looked at him in confusion, walking away from their standing position on the platform into the back stage room. Golden followed tout de suite.
"Y'know, singin' and talkin' in front of the humans! Performin'!" His gold counterpart seemed excited to help him, speed walking to keep up with the brown bear. They entered the kitchen [much to the horror of the chefs], involuntarily making them all panic and scream out in initial shock. They all calmed down soon, breathing sighs of relief at the fact they were harmless. They still just weren't used to seeing the huge robots wandering at their own free will.
One chef handed Golden a left over slice of pizza as they walked past, knowing that they could use food as fuel. Golden tipped his hat in a mechanical fashion, showing his teeth a smile. "Thank 'ya kindly!" He once again spoke in clear English. Freddy stayed quiet, walking stiffly next to Golden. The chefs watched them leave. He didn't like being watched at all.
As they exited the kitchen, Golden ripped the slice in half, handing Freddy the half with the crust. Freddy took a small bite, immediately feeling more energized as it hit his fuel tank.
Freddy stayed silent as they walked. Golden began staring at him in return, not looking away or blinking. Freddy stared back for a moment before sighing in defeat. He stopped walking, letting his shoulders drop. "I'll give it a shot for you, Golden. I guess it can't hurt anything."
"A'tta boy!" Patting Freddy on the back [which resulted in loud, ear-grating metal clanging], he walked ahead of him towards a door, grinning. "C'mon, we can start in the basement, the humans never go in there."
"Why the basement? Isn't that where they keep the pepperoni?" Freddy followed without hesitation despite his questioning, waiting for Golden to be far enough away so they wouldn't trip on each other. "Why not the stage?"
"Darn tootin'! I only see the humans in here durin' the mornin', so we don't got nuttin' to worry 'bout. As 'fer the stage, there's still too many humans out. We can use it tonight!"
This made Freddy nod in agreement. It made sense to him. They both made they way to the bottom of the staircase, being careful not to misstep and collide into each other or a wall. The room smelled of just-cleaned freshness and spiced meat due to the meat grinder and cured meats being there. Both of them looked around, until they spotted something they never thought they would.
Sitting in a chair across the room, the same electrician that had created them, hunched over a table. He was melding some metal pieces together, and then bolting them to make sure they wouldn't fall apart. Hearing the footsteps of the bears, he turned off his blowtorch and lifted up his protective mask, looking at them. "Well, hello boys! Long time no see! C'mere, got a thing to show 'ya."
Curiously, Golden walked forward first, while Freddy stayed behind. Golden tilted his head at the table, before making excited beeps and whirs. He happily looked back to Freddy, waving him over. "C'mere, it's okay!"
Still cautious, Freddy made his way soon enough, looking at the table in awe.
Upon it laid an unpainted an almost unrecognizable exoskeleton, only half done. It was just finally starting to come together. The endoskeleton was across the room on a hanger, different parts holding it into the air safely. Golden went over to it to inspect it, gingerly touching it. His ears drooped when it didn't react, looking back to Freddy, the electrician and the exoskeleton.
The electrician was fumbling around for a paper of the concept design, pulling it out of his pocket. Handing it to Freddy, he turned around, looking over his unfinished work. "This little guy is going to be a new mascot! Not a replacement, but a friend, I guess you could say!"
Freddy unwrinkled the paper and tilted his head at it, sniffing it. He handed it to Golden in confusion, unable to disipher what it was. Golden looked at it as well, making confused clicking noises. The electrician laughed quietly.
"It's a rabbit."
The next few days were pure torture for the brothers. They would perform like normal during the day, and do their daily duties. However, the moment the restaurant closed its doors to the public, the brothers would race each other down to the basement to see if their new friend was finished.
They formed a habit of lingering around the electrician, watching over his shoulder as he worked on the exoskeleton. They watched the new animatronic become more recognizable by each day. By the end of the week, it was finally painted completely, and was started to be put onto its endoskeleton.
Golden and Freddy could hardly wait.
On one of the final days of it being in production, the electrician got up early, confusing the bear mascots. He began to pack up, yawning. "All I gotta do is add his A.I. chip tomorrow, and it'll be done." Picking up his bag, he looked at their begging faces, shaking his head. "Sorry, I have to be somewhere. I'll get to work on it early tomorrow."
Both bears watched helplessly as he left, bidding them both a goodnight. They both groaned in anguish when they heard the door shut. They both slumped against the walls simultaneously, sliding to the floor. As they did so, Golden grunted and stood back up. He muttered something about not liking to sit, looking at the table.
"Ugh, why do we have to wait?" Freddy whined in agitation, looking to Golden.
Golden shrugged, huffing. "I dunno. Ask 'im yerself."
Freddy froze up and vigorously shook his head 'no'. Golden chuckled quietly at his reaction.
Both of them went quiet and watched the new animatronic carefully, wondering if it'd wake up just yet. When it didn't, Freddy moved forward slowly. Golden raised an eyebrow when Freddy spotted the toolbox the electrician had left. He grabbed it and shuffled around in it, pulling out various tools and circuit boards.
"Freddy, what are 'ya doin'?"
Walking over to the lifeless animatronic, he glanced at Golden, holding up a wrench. "What does it look like? I want to meet it now."
Shakily removing the skull of the animatronic's exoskeleton, he couldn't help but to feel a little sick at the sight of the bare wires. Taking some tweezers, he attempted to attach the main A.I. chip, trembling a bit.
"Hey-hey, Freddy, don't do that. You'll shock both you AND the new'n." Golden quickly came to Freddy's aid, taking the tweezers and the chip. "I'll do it, save yerself from bein' fried."
Focusing, Golden carefully attached it to their new companion himself, his red eyes locked on the wires in concentration. He stood completely unmoving, his hands and arms the only things showing that he was still active.
After almost four minutes of complete silence, a loud zap rung out and both Golden and Freddy lept backwards. The animatronic shot up, sitting up straight. Its head surveyed the area, glowing red dots the only thing they could identify as eyes. It spotted them, moving its jaw. It laughed at their horrified faces, starting to stand up.
"GREASE 'N PIZZA CHIPS, GET ITS HEAD ON! CAREFULLY!" Golden shouted to Freddy, who jumped in panic. Nearly dropping the exoskeleton's head, he managed to get a grip on it and hold it in position. Golden held onto the new mascot in place as Freddy carefully put the head back on, making it screech in discomfort.
"FREDDY, I SAID BE CAREFUL!"
"I'M SORRY! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!"
Growling quietly in annoyance, the new animatronic shoved them both away one by one, rubbing its own face after they were at a distance. It groaned in pain, blinking a few times. Looking them over for a few moments, it flopped backwards on the table, closing its eyes. "God, couldn't you have just shut me off first?"
"Ah, um. Guess that woulda been a smarter move." Golden half-whispered under his breath, sighing. Freddy wrung his hands, making some weak, anxious whirring noises. He slowly half-hid behind Golden, making Golden sigh. "Freddy, it's okay. It ain't gonna hurt you."
"I'm a man. Not an 'it'. Are you two blind?" The purple robot got up once the pain subsided, wobbling on his feet for a second. Stretching out, he let out a grunt, relaxing his joints. His voice had a mild New York accent to it, and he was actually shorter than both Golden and Freddy, not including his ears. His eyes were a dull red, almost pink, but not quite there.
After he calmed down from his initial bad start, he sped in front of Golden, shaking his hand violently. Golden was unfazed, but Freddy flinched at the sight of the contact.
"Heya, boys! The name's Bonnie. A'parently I'm here to endorse healthy eating for the 'lil tykes out there. Buy our low-fat ice cream!"
Freddy and Golden exchanged awkward glances before Bonnie went up to Freddy, gripping his hand firmly and shaking it. Freddy flinched and tensed up, trying to pull his hand away in response. Bonnie held a tight grip, smirking a bit. "Jumpy, aren't you?"
"Y-yes, and I'd appreciate it if you stopped." Yanking his hand away on the word 'stopped', he held it close to his body, giving Bonnie a slight glare. Bonnie wasn't intimidated. "Isn't Bonnie a girl's name, anyways?"
Giving him a hard look, Bonnie clacked his jaw, snorting quietly. "Y'must be Freddy Fazbear...if YOU'RE Freddy..." Bonnie trailed off while looking the mascot up and down, scratching his chin. "...Then who are you?" Looking over to Golden, he waited for an answer, looking around the basement. Spotting some curing meat, he hobbled over to it, poking it.
"Uh, they've been callin' me Golden Freddy aroun' these parts. The toy they make'a me is about a 100 to 1 chance 'ta get it in a prize bag." Golden readjusted his bowtie and hat, watching Bonnie carefully.
"Uh-huh." Bonnie studied the two, seeming amused. Sniffing the hunk of cured meat, he took a huge chunk out of it with his mouth, chewing it up easily. Golden and Freddy stared in disbelief at his boldness. The two of them hadn't dared to eat any of the stocked food unless it was given to them.
The rabbit caught their looks and stopped chewing, mouth still full. "What?"
Swallowing, he wandered around the room, leaving the two bears to stare at each other.
Author's Note:
Hello again! HUGE thanks to Chillaid (AntiGravityFox)'s proof-reading, I was able to crank this out a lot quicker than intended. My mind kind of turned to mush after re-reading it five times, so I needed outside help. Thank you!
I felt like everything was rushed, but I hope it doesn't seem too rushed.
I'd just like to say that yes, Bonnie will be male in this story. I believe Bonnie is male, due to being referenced as a "he" by Scott. I hope that this won't take away from the quality of my story.
Also, huge shout outs to LevitatingPiez and MegalexMaster for the reviews. It means so much to me that you both have so many kind words; you two are the reason why this chapter is out so quickly! Also, thank you everyone for all of the favorites!
