Here's the fourth chapter for your prying eyes.

Also, about Bonnie's cellphone. I made a mistake. Bonnie and Foxy were originally supposed to share a phone but I didn't mention it, XD. Just pretend they share one!

? - Previously 70%, Now 75%

Bonnie and Freddy's relationship stance – Previously 45%, now 60%

Foxy's Suicide Chance – Previously 75%, now 50%

Foxy sighed softly as he dialled Freddy's number. He laid on the couch and stared at the ceiling, while resting the phone against his ear.

[Call Freddy]

[Call Bonnie]

Freddy glanced at his bed and noticed his phone lying beside his cushions. He frowned and grabbed it, his eyes widening a little as he felt it vibrate in his paw. He saw the caller-id and smiled a little.

It was a picture of Foxy and Freddy as kids, with Foxy holding up a wooden sword atop of a pirate ship, while Freddy sat below in a pirate uniform with a grin on his face. Freddy sighed softly and answered the phone, sitting on the side of his bed.

"Hey Foxy.." Freddy greeted, in a low tone.

"...hey Fred." Foxy responded.

"Are you okay…? You don't sound good..." Freddy's ears lowered.

"I know about your cuts...y-you know what it's like. I'm sitting here staring at the knives on the kitchen counter...I'm having urges...you know?" Foxy replied.

"...shit, yeah..." Freddy frowned.

"I was gonna call Bonnie, but...I dunno. I feel like I could tell you anything..." Foxy trailed off.

"Me too. I'm sorry I took Bonnie off of you...I really needed to talk with him," Freddy's ears perked, "Some shit is goin' on and I just wanna forget about it...I hope you're okay..."

"When he gets back, I'll talk to him..." Foxy replied, "Are you okay? You don't sound any better than I do."

"Just depressed...but nothing's new," Freddy shrugged, "Thanks for asking though...it's nice to be sought after."

"Thanks...for talking to me..." Foxy smiled.

"Just...this happens a lot. The urges...you know? Just lock yourself in your room until Bonnie gets back...I'll let him know when I get a chance..." Freddy smiled.

"I owe you so much..." Foxy trailed off, "I'm gonna go. I'll be sure to tell Bonnie."

"See ya, captain." Freddy responded.

"Bye..." Foxy hang up.

Bonnie cursed to himself as he noticed some of the police officers running up the stairs and towards one of the rooms. Bonnie couldn't tell what the number was, so he just made the decision. He pressed two digits on the phone and rested it against his ear, "Come on! Come on!"

[Room 14]

[Room 15]

[Room 16]

[Room 17]

"Ugh...hello…?" Freddy answered, yawning slightly.

"Freddy! Hey, it's Bonnie!" Bonnie exclaimed, causing the receptionist to give him an odd look.

"Oh...great. Hello. Foxy just called me...I think he needs to see you-..." Freddy was interuppted.

"Shut the fuck up and listen!" Bonnie shouted, "There's police all around the hotel! They're coming towards your room! You need to get the hell out of here!"

One of the police officers outside walked into the reception and grabbed Bonnie's arm, forcing him to drop the phone, "Hey! Let me go!"

Freddy's eyes widened as the phone went dead, and he was left in silence. He heard multiple sets of footsteps approach the front door, "Oh shit!" He snatched his cellphone as the front door slammed open. He pulled along a glass door and ran onto a balcony, peering over and noticing multiple cop cars.

"Fuck!" He looked behind him and saw cops filing into the room. He peered to the side and noticed another balcony. He slammed the glass door shut and started running along the balcony, climbing onto a railing and jumping onto the one beside him.

He groaned as he didn't make it, only grabbing the side of the balcony. He groaned loudly as he pushed himself up and over, landing on the balcony, "Go around, he's getting away!" One of the cops exclaimed, running back through Freddy's room.

Freddy pushed himself to his feet and broke through the glass door and into the room next door. He opened the door and ran outside, slamming it behind him. He glanced to his left and saw dozens of cops running towards him.

He panted and ran in the opposite direction, crawling up onto a nearby crate and jumping onto the roof. He pushed himself onto the roof and rolled to the side, trying to avoid the spotlight from the approaching helicopter.

"Stop right now!" The pilot of the helicopter spoke through a loudspeaker. Freddy stuck his finger up at the helicopter and proceeded to run across the roof. He pushed himself past an air conditioning unit and yipped as he felt his foot being grabbed. He thrashed around and kicked the police officer in the face. He pushed himself away from the officer and jumped over a large pipe, approaching the side of the roof, "Fuck...fuck!" He shouted, as he stopped at the edge.

He knew he had nowhere else to go. He looked behind him and saw dozens of cops chasing after him on the roof. He looked down, then looked back up at them.

He sighed and closed his eyes, jumping off the roof.

Bonnie flinched and pulled himself away from the cop, "Get off me!"

"You need to come with me, sir..." The officer grabbed him again, growling slightly.

"You don't have the right." Bonnie walked out of the reception, with the cop following close behind. Bonnie got onto his motorcycle and put on his helmet, driving away before the cop could say anything else.

Foxy's ears perked as the door was thrown open. He fell over the side of the couch and stared at Bonnie with wide eyes, "Bonnie…!"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Bonnie cursed, slamming the door shut, "Cops are after Freddy for some god-damn reason and I have no idea where he is!"

"Cops? Wh-What the hell are you talking about?" Foxy exclaimed, "I just got off the phone with him a little while ago!"

"He's keeping something from us..." Bonnie looked down, "I had to warn him. I don't know what's going on...but we need to help him out!"

"What can we do?" Foxy asked, tilting his head.

"Simple. We need to just convince him to turn himself in." Bonnie replied.

"What if he did something bad?" Foxy frowned, "If he turned himself in, maybe he'd be facing life in prison!"

"All I know is that it has something to do with Springtrap..." Bonnie muttered, "Shit man...what are we gonna do…?"

"We can call him, right?" Foxy showed Bonnie his cellphone, "All we need to do is dial his number and we can find out what's happening."

Bonnie snatched Foxy's phone and dialled the number.

Freddy groaned as he picked himself up off the ground. He opened his eyes and looked around, panting softly. He'd landed in a pile of trash. He groaned and kicked some trash off of him as he stood up.

He looked up and saw a few cops looking over the side. Freddy held his leg and limped away from the hotel, coming across a motorcycle resting against a nearby wall. He grinned to himself, noticing a key inside the ignition.

He jumped on the motorcycle turned the key, pulling on the handlebars and resting his feet. He looked behind him and saw multiple cops running after him. He quickly pushed the motorcycle forward and turned around, speeding off.

He stopped the motorcycle in front of Bonnie's house, crashing it against the curb. He groaned as he fell over and onto the grass, soaking himself on the soaked grass.

Bonnie paused and hung the phone up. He jogged over to the front door and threw it open, "Freddy!" He ran outside, with Foxy following him close behind.

They helped the bear to his feet and brought him inside. Foxy closed the door behind them and folded his arms with a frown, "Freddy..."

Freddy pushed Bonnie away and sat on the couch. Bonnie sat beside him, while Foxy rested on the back of the couch and stared at them, "Freddy...w-what happened? How did you escape?"

"I just found my way to the roof and jumped off...found a bike there..." Freddy panted, holding his leg, "Fuck..."

"Why are the police after you?" Foxy asked, his ears lowering, "We need to know so we can help..."

"My friend Springtrap was jailed for killing someone," Freddy began, "He killed someone and decided to pin the rest on me, the fucking bastard. I saw what they did to him. They have no evidence, but they could throw me in for life! God-damn it!"

"Great, just great..." Foxy muttered, scratching his ears. Bonnie looked up at Freddy with a frown and sighed.

"I'm so glad you're safe..." Bonnie muttered. Foxy watched Bonnie's face get closer to Freddy's, while the bear's head remained still.

His ears lowered as they got closer and closer together.

[Let Bonnie Kiss Freddy]

[Stop them]

Shorter chapter, but more story reveal! Yay :3

- RSM