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(Btw in this story Bonnie is the laid back hippy type, Chica is the sweet sensitive one, Foxy is the emotional, strong in defensive type, and Freddy is the extended vocabulary one (He came from a posh family as a child)

(Freddy's POV)

I peered out of the Parts & Service area, to find Foxy... punching himself? "Foxy, what on Earth are you doing?" I questioned, but to no avail he took no note of my acquaintance. I eventually had to hold out my arm to stop him, as he was nearly unconscious. "Whatever are you doing that for, Foxy?" I once again questioned, hoping this time he would respond. He stared at me blankly, as if he was looking through my soul. "Chica..." was all I could get out of him, as he muttered, "Why..."

(Bonnie's POV)

I stroked Chica's fur/hair/ whatever it was at the top of her head. I hated seeing her sad as she is like family. When her sobbing finally calmed down, she looked up at me, her glass eyes shimmering with tears. "Please tell me. I promise I won't get mad." She finally started speaking. "F-f-Foxy... said he d-didn't love me." I didn't know if her voice box was glitching, or if she was stuttering. I knew that Chica had a crush on him, but I didn't think she'd tell him. It hurt me to see her heartbroken face, and suddenly I lost all control over my body. I felt a wave of anger rush over me as I sprinted out of Parts & Service. I had broken my promise. I HAD got mad.

(Freddy's POV)

As I was trying to encourage Foxy to say something other than 'Chica, why' I saw Bonnie storming over. "Why hello there Bonnie!" I greeted politely but he just ignored me as he stormed over to Foxy. Rude.

(Bonnie's POV)

I saw many dents in Foxy, and wondered if Freddy did them. But I saw Foxy's oil covered hand, and knew he did it. I felt a bit sorry for him, but it was no excuse for what he did to Chica. "Foxy," I growled heavily as he slowly backed away. "Lad, I didn-" "Oh shut up with your lies. They stopped working on me after 1987. You're a monster, Foxy, you truly are." I'm usually the calm one around here but NOBODY hurts Chica or the kids. I stomped over to him, ready to give him the what for. To make him pay.

(Foxy's POV)

Bonnie was storming up to me, his gait stiffening as he looked at me in pure hate. I understood why the lad was mad, but he called me a monster.. a monster! The matey doesn't seem to realize that words can really hurt. But... he was true. I stared down at my oil covered hands in shame and sadness. What have I become? But my thoughts drifted away as he appeared in front of me, so close that we were barely inches apart. I finally realized what he was about to do when I saw his massive arm raised above me, ready to crush me to pieces o' eight, so I sprinted for safety.

I ran past the Show Stage, as the new, replacement animatronics watched the chase unfold in amusement, Toy Bonnie once again gasping at the loss of Bonnie's face.

We entered Kids' Cove, and Mangle looked up at me weakly, managing a wave. I glanced a 'hello' her way, but had to continue running as Bonnie was gaining speed. But Mangle seemed to sense a part of what was going on, and grabbed Bonnie, pretending to want to chat to him. Sparing me time. She winked my way with her one eye, and I nodded a thanks in her direction as I ran off, Bonnie forced to talk.

I headed to the party rooms, where I knew there were loads of spaces to hide. Nope. Nah. Too small. Too obvious. I sighed. Judging from the sound of heavy footsteps, Bonnie was on his way. I quickly scanned the room, searching for other places. As I was about to give up all hope, I saw a small hole in the wall I had never noticed before. Strange. I climbed into it, there was just enough room if I bent down on my hand, hook and knees. It seemed to be quite long, until I realized... it was the vent leading to the security room! There I could hide AND check the monitor to see where Bonnie was. I quickly climbed down the narrow metal enclosure, making slight thumping noises with my hook, which luckily were muffled by the sound of Jeremy whimpering. Silly Fitzgerald. Why does the lad even get scared in the first place? It's not like we're gonna hurt him or anything...

When I entered the cool blast of the office, Jeremy let out a high pitched yelp of terror that echoed through the dark building. He shut his eyes as tears rolled down his cheeks. The landlubber. I just quickly scanned the monitor, and I saw that Bonnie had entered the vents. I ran down the hallway. There was only one other place with a good hiding spot. Prize Corner.

As I bustled into the room, I saw a massive gift box in the centre, brightly decorated. It was a perfect place. I knew my friend Mari lived in there but I was sure she wouldn't mind if I stowed away for a bit. I enclosed myself in the box, vaguely listening to the ever repeating music that played to keep Mari asleep. I curled up, and thought of all the mistakes I had made in my life. Everything. I sighed getting annoyed of the song and the cramped space.

'6am, please come soon,' I thought to myself as the minutes ticked by.


Sorry if I don't use enough description or too much, but hey, give me a break, I'm only 10!

Anyways, thanks for reading so far...

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