Yo yo yo, what is up my interested readers and this is the third chapter I've worked on as of 11/28/15. Enjoy.
Chapter Three : Five Years Later...
The diner just closed and I was in my little 5 minute cooldown period. C'mon, just hurry up, I want to explore! Finally, I moved my golden arm around and laid my guitar off to the side. I turned to the right and it looks like, for the fourth night in a row, FredBear was going to just stay deactivated. I was getting curious so I walked over and tapped his arm. He woke up slowly, and turned to face me.
"Yes"? He said.
"Um, why are you just staying deactivated and not exploring? This is the fourth night in a row!" I said.
"I just don't feel the need to explore. You look like you got everything under control and I am just not curious about anything at the moment." He said.
"Oh, well, ok. I went back to that room you got attacked in five years ago. The endoskeleton is gone and I swear I saw the purpluish guy taking it out the front door. Are you curious to explore the rest of that room, even maybe the slightest bit?" I said.
"Maybe a little, I guess now you've sparked my interest." He said, grinning. We began to walk off stage and conversate.
"So, do you like the whole perform for kids thing? Doesn't it just fill you with joy?" I asked FredBear.
"Yes, it does put such a wonderful affect on me. I quite enjoy making kids laugh and smile. What about you, do you enjoy it?" He asks me.
"Well, it is very joyful. I love making the little kids light up, I've seen so many kids who looked as if they were having a gloomy day just light up at as singing and joking." I said smiling. We reached the red doors and pushed them open. We looked at the familar endoskeleton parts and empty heads continued on. We reached the green doors and pushed them open to a failing, flashing light.
"Was that light always dimming out like that and flashing?" I asked FredBear.
"Well BonBun, this place is getting old. We've been here since 1965 and I think the current year is 1970, so, I'm sure we have some failing lights in here. This may be one of them." He said.
"Well, there it was. Right in the oil puddle. I wonder what if we were going to get a new animatronic friend." I said.
"Well, this room is titled 'Research and Development' so, I think that endoskeleton was for research purposes, but that doesn't exclude a new friend. They could've been testing and fixing that one until it was fit for an animatronic and it probably attacked me because it was severely malfunctioning." FredBear said, so intelligently.
"You know FredBear, you're really smart. You use such big words." I said admiringly.
"I just gained lots of knowledge over the past 5 years, that's all." He said.
"Well, let's look around and see what else is in here." I said.
Switching to FredBear's Point of View [POV] :
He dragged me back here so might as well look around. I never really got a chance when that thing attacked me so here we go. BonBun is such a bright person, something would have to go terribly wrong for him to act dark or mysterious. He compliments me enough but I do believe I am very intelligent, for an animatronic. I looked at the cobweb filled shelves along the walls that were falling apart. I saw old, dirty books with dust titled various things such as : Animatronics: How to assemble and set up, R and D instructions and how to develop advanced endoskeletons for animatronics, and even one titled History of animatronics 1955-1963. I also see various old and decaying tools lying around like wrenches, hammers, screwdrivers, and a sledgehammer. This room was very old, and from what I've gathered, is the first room they built. It has been here since 1960, and the rest of the diner was built around it in 1965. Me and BonBun were getting kind of decayish ourselves, our animatronic suit was getting very decolored and dusty and very small, unnoticable holes were sprouting around joints and other places and I was getting exhausted just from standing. I sat down and BonBun turned around and looked at me with a worried expression.
"We're getting old, aren't we?" He asked sitting down next to me.
"I'm afraid we are. I'm sure we'll be repaired but they'll eventually leave use to rot once newer technology happens or we do something to put the diner out of business." I said to answer his question.
"I hope we stay in operation forever, FredBear, I really do." He said with a sad look on his face.
"I'm afraid that won't happen, unless humans don't make better technology for a long time." I said, just as sad as BonBun. We somehow sat there for so long, that the employees found us sitting there, confused, they put us back on stage in which that made the employees suspicious, making us more likely to get shut down.
OooooOOOOooOo... mysterious chapter! Hope you enjoyed and I'm off to write chapter 4! Peace out!