Hazardous
The south wing is a rarely trodden section of the Pizzeria for the animatronics. But one journey there starts the chase of a lifetime for Bonnie and the rest of the Fazbear animatronics…
Chapter Seven Foxy likes a new animatronic who has happened across the group, but Bonnie has his suspicions.
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Chapter Seven: Balloons!
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Bonnie remained frozen in place for a long moment, allowing the appearance of the… the thing before him scan into his memory. It had a pink nose, a propeller hat in red and blue stripes, and huge blue eyes that wandered in his head, wide at both him and Chica. A red and goldenrod balloon was gripped in his hand.
The thing was clearly designed to be humanoid.
"First mate…?" Bonnie eventually echoed, the words finally finding meaning.
Foxy nodded and patted the thing's head proudly. "Yep! His name's supposedly Norman, but I reckon he don't like that name. I call 'im BB."
The little humanoid thing promptly chirped, "Hi!" in response.
"What are… What the…?" Bonnie gave the child thing, BB, a very skeptical and odd look. Its huge eyes connected with his.
"He's a child. He's plastic, but he's still a child." Freddy nodded approvingly to himself after he finished saying that.
"'Course! And now he's a pirate!" Foxy beamed at his new friend. BB laughed. "Great first mate he is, too!"
"H-How do you figure?"
"I just met him, but he's still doing great!"
BB hugged Foxy in response. "I love you, Foxy!" he adoringly exclaimed.
Bonnie didn't know about the kid, to be brutally honest with himself. His facial expression never changed, and his cheeks were rosy, not unlike the Fazfriends. He could have been holding up a ruse, keeping Foxy distracted before he could rip him apart, like the new animatronics so clearly wanted to do.
Hesitance still colored the rabbit, though. He could just be being paranoid. Freddy himself had said that BB was a child. If Freddy was allowing it, then what could the worst that would happen?
"Anyway, I figured out a difference in the animatronic steps, however slight, so we know who we're dealing with. Freddie has his heavier steps, and Chicka has lighter steps. Foxette has the metallic ones."
The information wasn't vastly useful, considering the fact that the animatronic joints were way more obtrusive than the steps, and the steps were rarely heard at all unless the animatronic was right upon them and could be seen. Perhaps Freddy had different ideas on the matter.
"Chicka's animatronic joints are also a bit lighter, less friction-filled. That aside, there isn't much else to report as far as information goes."
Vaguely more useful, but still not pertinent, Bonnie noted. "Alright."
"Alright. Because our information's been exchanged… let's switch up these teams a bit!" Freddy got to his feet. Bonnie sincerely hoped that this meant that he'd get to travel with Freddy for a little while.
The universe didn't like the long-eared animatronic, though. That much should have been obvious. "I was thinking of sending Bonnie and Foxy off together, and for Chica to come with me. See, I was thinking of trying something in the kitchen, and-"
"Count me in, Fredbear," Chica confidently interrupted.
Foxy saluted smartly. "Aye, Freddy. I guess BB here will get to meet ol' Uncle Bonnie, huh?"
Oh, universe, Bonnie inwardly bemoaned.
Bonnie had already drawn the conclusion long ago that Foxy was a bit of a chatterbox. He couldn't blame the guy; he understood that some people and animatronics just loved to talk. It'd never been a problem before the entire Fazfriend business.
Foxy constantly questioned the time, the location of Foxette, or other trivial matters, and Bonnie couldn't get him to stop. With BB there, it was worse.
MUCH worse.
"Mister Bonnie, why don't you have a tail?" BB (Balloon Boy, Bonnie assumed) questioned, while they were in the East Hall and quickly approaching the Office.
It had been a long hour since Freddy and Chica had gone off on their secret business. At one point, forty-five minutes ago, there'd been an explosion in the kitchen. Bonnie, peering down the vents closest to the kitchen, tensed up when all of the Fazfriends minus Chicka had rushed in. Freddy and Chica had escaped, as indicated by the fact that they were moving around the South Wing, though how, Bonnie didn't know. Before he could see, Chicka had jumped Foxy and they had their own issue to deal with.
But anyway, where was he…?
Oh yeah. Balloon Boy.
"It doesn't matter," he tartly replied. They were coming up to the spot where posters once held the charming face of Freddy, along with fewer of he, Bonnie, and Chica. A few Foxy posters even remained! However, all evidence of the old animatronics were absent, under the staring eyes of BonBon, and most markedly the rashy face of Freddie.
"Ya know, I've always wondered that myself, Bonnie," Foxy remarked. "I mean, I have a tail and Cheeks has a tail, but you and Freddy… nope."
Bonnie's ear tip just barely twitched with annoyance.
"It must have been a design choice," he muttered through gritted teeth. It was the same reason he had cone-shaped teeth and no buck ones like he was told rabbits normally had.
BB tugged on his costume's material on his leg, just below his knee. He'd been trooping between Bonnie and Foxy, his movements reminiscent of a little nutcracker or a soldier. "That's odd, Mister Bunny."
"Maybe."
Bonnie checked the time and cameras. It was 2:45, and the others were, ironically, coming along the West hall at almost the same pace. Foxette's dot had become more of a blur on the camera, a disturbance, rather than a dot.
"Do you ever feel lost without big teeth and a tail?" BB further pried.
"No," he muttered.
The hall corner, which had the usual mishmash of news articles and other things with very small text. Bonnie might have read everything, but a short scream sounded from the nearby office, and the door slammed shut. A red light on the outside, just over the door, reinforced it.
Bonnie had frozen up for a fraction of a second, his servos going like crazy in his ear. What the heck was that?
"Who was that?" BB questioned naively, a huge grin still on his face.
The purple rabbit recovered from his shock and peered into the office window. Next to him, Foxy lifted up BB and the two of them approached at Bonnie's right.
An endoskeleton, shaking madly, was staring at the window with panicked brown eyes.
"Who's that?" BB inquired loudly.
"A silly rule-breaker," Foxy growled in response. "When will these guys learn that they need to stay in a suit?"
"Do we really have to deal with it tonight?" Bonnie cut across, unusually short. He checked the cameras and determined that Freddy and Chica had made a detour backstage, though Foxette was still moving through that hall and was on her way to the East hall. "Foxette is coming!"
The pink animatronic's whirr was by then very audible. A sudden idea occurred to Bonnie as he yanked Foxy, whose grip was firm on BB, to the side furthest from the door, beyond the white light that hung over the door.
The metal door flew open as Foxette, with a loud "scree," threw herself down the hallway. Bonnie immediately yanked Foxy into the Office, shutting the door on the wall button with an odd metallic sound.
Foxette scraped against the door in a mad quest to get through the metal. Despite their extreme thickness (they were industrial-grade, he believed) the sounds of the pink canid could be heard outside, screaming and growling.
Foxy enthusiastically exclaimed, "Wow, nice go, Bonnie!"
The purple rabbit anxiously eyed the door, but changed his field of vision to the endo, who was giving him a wide-eyed stare. It smelled vaguely of something stinky that had a name that just evaded Bonnie at that second. "Why do you all enjoy breaking rules so much?" he asked, delivering an annoyed stare to the endoskeleton. Maybe it seemed a bit harsh, but if you were the rabbit, who had to spend many nights tracking down and resuiting endoskeletons, who were often very persistent, it made perfect sense to be a bit irritable.
"I-I-I-I-I-I-"
Bonnie lifted him over his head.
"What are you doing?" BB asked brightly.
The purple rabbit ignored the irritating animatronic as he slung the endoskeleton over his shoulder and ran.
It was about the only familiar thing that Bonnie had done that night; that whole week, as a matter of face. Running with the endo gripped in his paws, to the back room. Really, it had always been a fun thing, dashing, the only apparent sound his rapidly thumping feet as he bashed open the door…
Freddy was quite surprised when he barged in. Chica made a wild exclamation.
Bonnie rapidly bashed the endo, who was by then making loud, scream-like noises, repeatedly into a certain spare suit, a green version of Chica. It gave him pleasure and a sense of nostalgia to be doing something as normal as resuiting an endo, as well as a slight manic joy he'd never felt before. Distance made the heart yearn stronger, he understood.
By the time he was done, red, thick liquid was around them. Bonnie had always wondered why they made the endoskeletons to emit that liquid.
Then he wondered how long the endo had been in the office, and suddenly felt very flustered.
His eyes went upwards, to Freddy, and his eyes widened at what he saw. Rips were along his elbow joints. One of them even had a wire poking out.
"What happened to you?!" Bonnie uncharacteristically exclaimed, his eyes wide.
Freddy looked down at himself with surprise, then smiled. Two of his back teeth were gone. "Oh, well, let's just say that the Fazfriends came on… very strongly."
Chica looked very much unscathed next to Freddy, though. She had a ruffled look and one little rip on her arm had grown, but otherwise. However, nothing else was out of place. "Yep," she said in monotone.
"What did you even do?" Bonnie urgently whispered, suddenly hearing the whirring of metal that proved that Foxette was on her way. "It sounded like you blew up an oven or someth-"
BB suddenly laughed.
Bonnie gave the humanoid animatronic a stout glare before returning to his pertinent question. "What did you even do-"
Another interruption occurred, but this time, not in the form of a sound from BB. smothering sound was made, as if someone was about to say something but was abruptly stopped. Bonnie's ears fell, his eyes wide with horror, as the sight of a very repulsed and repulsive BonBon appeared. His face was alit with rage, pure rage.
When he spoke, his voice was a low, throaty hiss.
"You… barbarians…"
The sky blue-colored rabbit gazed around at all of the Fazband members, to BB, and then to the puddle of something. All the while, his eyes were pinpoints and heavy, automated breathing came from his crushed-in mouth. "You… dare…"
Moments of tense silence ensued. Bonnie thought he could just fall right over from fear.
Freddy took a step forward, his paws out in a placating gesture. His feed caused ripples in the red liquid, and a bit of it to fly up. He hesitated for what felt like an eternity. The blue bunny continued his heaving breathing. "I want to be your friend."
"GROOOAH!"
BonBon leapt at Freddy. The brown bear tumbled backwards, and Chica jumped at BonBon, who had started socking the brown bear's jaw. Foxy threw himself forward, his hook diving into BonBon's shoulder, and then into his mouth. Chica was thrashing out.
The green suit the endo had been stuffed into fell over in the struggle.
BonBon fell onto Freddy, getting the red liquid on his surface. He let out a shrill scream and got up, practically throwing Chica into a shelf of parts and knocking Foxy to the ground, his hook pulling the blue animatronic's jaw out of place.
The clownish animatronic stared in horror at his arms, which were then caked in the red substance. In hardly a whisper, he got out, "You… disgusting…"
Then he ran away, as if utterly ashamed.
Bonnie felt relieved for the first moment after BonBon left, but then he was hit with a huge mug of another emotion. Oh, you're so stupid, Bonnie… not even helping your family…
He reached for Chica's wing and grabbed her hand, lifting her to her feet. The mask of a yellow version of Freddy was on her face until she threw it off at the shelf. Another ten metal parts smashed to the ground, including a deactivated endoskeleton.
Freddy began climbing to his feet, but Bonnie hurriedly grabbed his paw and granted him assistance. His ear twitched. He stared at the door through which BonBon ran out.
He glanced between his back, which was saturated in the substance, and then his blue gaze met Bonnie and Chica. "W-What just happened?"
The note of pain in the bear's voice jarred the purple rabbit. He hardly ever sounded that let-down... Pity for the ringleader of the Fazbear Company filled Bonnie. The poor guy just wanted to befriend those Fazfriends… Those fiends…
The whole issue would be fixed if the Fazfriends just weren't murderous.
But then, that was like asking for an unlovable Foxy, or an unintelligent Freddy.
