Hey everybody, I'm back! It's been a while since I've been able to post a chapter, though not nearly as long as last time, but I couldn't be happier to get another one up and running none, the less even if this chapter was delayed by like, a week...or three... Oops. That's my bad, I meant to have this up by the beginning of January...
...Buuuuuut, life kinda came in (very similarly to, but not quiet the same as a wrecking ball) and made sure that didn't happen. Either way, hope you all enjoyed the last chapter, because it was the longest one I've posted so far. EVER!
Well... Technically this chapter is the longest now... Breaking new ground FTW! I'm gonna be honest though, this chapter was originally going to be part of the last one, but I decided to split them up because if I didn't then that chapter was never going to end! Still, hope you enjoyed it.
Also I would like to give a special thanks to a certain someone, username jacko7967 ( ) for letting me use their art for the title image. That was really nice of them to do that and I sincerely thank you for it. Definitely go check out their Deviantart and see their work for yourself. He has some cool FNAF pictures as well as some other artwork that I think you guys might like. Anyway, with all that out of the way, how about we get the show going here. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not, have not and will probably never own FNAF or any character from the FNAF universe. THAT all belongs to Scott C. Also, two very cool FNAF World trailers are out for those who haven't seen them yet... So go see them...right now. I'm serious, minimize this right now and go look those up. Even if you've seen it, go watch it again. I'll wait... You see it yet? I know, awesome right? Those attacks look epic, especially Spring Bonnie's... Now on with the show, for real.
Mari made his way down the hall to the Parts and Service room. He had an uneasy feeling inside of him as he drew closer to the door. Not because he was scared, not in the slightest, but because of what he was about to do.
He stopped just in front of the door and stared at it for a moment.
I'm not going to enjoy this.
He opened the door slowly and set his sites on the yellow chicken laying on the floor fast asleep.
He then glanced at the others spread out around the room. I can't afford to draw attention to myself. This will make things much easier.
Mari snapped his fingers, putting the four animatronics into a sleeping trans.
Sweet dreams. Now then, where were we?
He picked up the yellow chicken with great ease and proceeded to leave the room. The only noise made was the sound the bird's feet dragging across the floor.
*At the Prize Corner*
Chi sat on the counter in the prize corner next to Bon, waiting patiently for Mari.
Bon glanced over at her friend, who seemed rather fidgety. "Are you okay Chi?" the blue bunny asked.
Chi didn't respond. "Chi?" The bird snapped back into focus. "Y-Yeah?" she replied, shakily. "Are you feeling alright?" Bon repeated. Chi sighed as she glanced at the bunny.
"Y-Yeah, just a little..." Chi trailed off.
"A little, what?" Bon asked. Chi looked down. "Nervous." Bon raised an eyebrow. "Why?" Chi gulped. "W-Well, what if I can't be fixed? W-What if Mr. Fazworth finds out about what I did?" A tear rolled down Chi's cheek. "What if I get repla-"
Chi didn't have a chance to finish before Bon wrapped an arm around her. "Don't worry Chi. Everything will be fine. You just need to trust Mari. He's-"
But before Bon could say anything, she was met with a sight that she could only stare at as her jaw dropped and eyes widened. "Bon, what's wro-" Chi was soon as wide eyed as Bon when she saw what the bunny was staring at.
There, standing in the door way, was that chicken. The same one they had encountered on their first night. The two huddled together in fear and shut their eyes.
"What's gotten into you two?" called a voice from behind the chicken. Both girls looked back, and were even more surprised to see Mari standing behind it, holding up the bot.
"M-Mari, watch out!" Bon cried.
Mari stared for a moment, before laughing. "Oh, don't worry, she's harmless." the Puppet replied, waving a hand in front of the birds face. "See, sleeping like a baby."
"B-But, how?" Chi asked as she began to let go of Bon, who was doing the same. They were more dumbfounded than scared at this point.
"Never mind the 'how,' let's focus on the 'why?' She's going to be supplying the parts you need."
Chi would have found that funny if she wasn't at a total loss for words. "But I just need some minor repairs, a-and she couldn't possible have the same parts as me...could she?"
Mari looked at the chicken he was holding up before glancing back at the one beside Bon. "Move your hand." Mari simply said.
"W-What?" asked Chi, still confused. "Open and close your hand." Mari elaborated. Chi followed his instructions and noticed that, to her surprise...
"Ow!" she yelped. How did she not notice this earlier? Mari nodded. "Just as I thought. I sense that there are more parts in you that are more damaged than you think."
Bon looked over at her friend nervously. "Bon, could you leave the room, please. I would like to do this in private."
"O-Okay." Bon said quietly. As she was leaving, she turned and spoke to Mari. "Chi's going to be okay, right?"
Mari...well, I guess with that mask he's always smiling, but the thought's there. "Yes, of course. Don't worry Bon, she's in good hands."
Bon smiled, looking back at Chi. She gave the chicken a grin as she turned away.
Chi smiled slightly. Maybe this won't be so bad. When Bon had left the room, Mari turned back to Chi.
"Chi, despite what has happened between us, I promise that when I'm done, you will be in as good of a condition as the day you were dropped off." Chi felt a bit more confident at hearing that.
"Thanks, Mari."
Mari then pulled out the same tool box that Fred had used earlier and placed it on the counter. "You're welcome Chi, and I'm sorry." Chi's smile flipped upside down.
"S-Sorry? F-For what?" she asked.
"This,"
Mari snapped his fingers.
Soon Chi began to feel very sleepy. Mari quickly floated over to her and put his arms out to support her as she fell unconscious, before laying her down on the table.
"Time to get to work."
Fred tapped his finger on the table nervously as anticipated Mr. Fazworth's arrival. \
"Fred, are you feeling okay?" Balloon Boy asked from across the table. Fred didn't respond. "Fred?" Balloon Boy called again.
"Huh, what?" the brown bear asked, snapping out of his trance.
"Are you feeling alright?" Balloon Boy repeated.
"What? Oh, uh...Y-Yeah, just a little...anxious." Fred said, adjusting his top hat a little.
Bon soon re-entered the room.
"H-How's Mari coming along with Chi's repairs?" Fred asked.
"He just started, but he told me she's going to be fine." Bon said reassuringly, though on the inside she was just as worried as Fred.
"O-Oh, well... T-That's good. That's..."
But the sound of a voice from the front doors stopped him short. "Hello?"
Fred's circuits went ice cold when Mr. Fazworth's voice echoed into the room.
"Mr. Fazworth's here! W-What do we do?" Bon asked in a whispery sort of voice.
"Follow my lead." Vix replied swiftly and walked over to the front entrance, gesturing her friends to follow.
The three did, but the closer they got to Mr. Fazworth, the more Fred and Bon felt as though their legs were made of lead.
"Hello Mr. Fazworth," Vix said cheerfully as she approached the man. "What brings you here this afternoon?" Mr. Fazworth smiled.
"I've come to drop of a new part for Chi."
Fred stepped forward. "Ah, t-this must be the piece that holds her beak in place." said the bear, trying his best to hide his nervousness.
"Yes, it is. The engineer will be coming by tomorrow to fit the piece in place. Oh and Vix," Mr. Fazworth turned to the fox. "I'll be able to have your fur replaced shortly as well. I was able to find the same material and you'll be sent for repairs sometime next week."
"Oh, goodness! Thank you, Mr. Fazworth!" Vix said joyously. She was looking forward to the much needed repairs. Balloon Boy cheered as well. He was excited for his friend.
"That's quiet all right." Mr. Fazworth replied. Then he noticed something. "Say, where is Chi anyway? I was hoping to tell her the good news about her beak."
Fred and Bon went stiff, but Vix, thinking quickly, came up with a reply.
"Well sir...her beak fell off the other day and she told us she would prefer you not see her right now." Fred held his breath.
There's no way this is going to work. He's going to find out for sure. Then, off to the scrap yard I go.
"Well, if that's how she feels right now, then I can respect her decision. Please tell her I'll be back tomorrow with the engineer." And with that, Mr. Fazworth turned and headed for the door, leaving the building entirely.
It's good to see them all getting along.
Mr. Fazworth thought happily as he put the key in his car ignition.
I wonder what was with Bon and Fred though. They seemed rather uneasy. I hope it doesn't have anything to do with...oh dear.
The man suddenly got a sinking feeling deep inside his stomach as he drove away.
If they try anything again, I'll make sure to put them right...
The four animatronics sighed deeply as they heard his car leave the parking lot.
"Whew, that was a close one." Bon said as she rubbed the back of her head.
"You can say that again." Fred replied.
"Whew, that was a close one." Bon repeated. Balloon Boy and Vix chuckled at the bunny's cheekiness while Fred simply rolled his eyes.
"Ha, ha. Very funny." he said sarcastically. "Now come on. We've got some practising to do." Bon nodded.
"Oh, yes, of course. Let me get my guitar." she said eagerly before running off. The thought of seeing Bon perform made Balloon Boy feel gitty.
"Can I watch Bon-Bon play guitar, Vixey? Please, please, please!" Vix smiled.
"Well, if it's okay with Fred." she said, gesturing over to the bear. Fred thought for a moment.
"Well, I don't see why not." he chuckled. Balloon Boy was ecstatic.
"Yay! Thank you, Fred!" he cried as he raced off excitedly to watch his bunny buddy practice. Fred sighed.
"Ah, a bundle of energy, isn't he?" Vix giggled.
"Yeah, but I wouldn't have it any other way. He's been super helpful with setting up the cove and he and Bon are great friends." Vix sighed before turning to Fred.
"Aren't you going with them?" she asked.
"Yeah, but there's something I want to tell you first..."
Fred turned and faced the fox. Vix raised an eyebrow as Fred spoke. "Thank you..." he said bluntly, but gratefully. Vix was taken aback.
"F-For what?"
Fred smiled and put a hand on Vix's sholder. "For helping us out of that situation with Mr. Fazworth." Vix began to blush.
"Oh, that. Pfft, it was nothing." she said waving her hand dismissively.
"No, really. You could've told him what really happened today and had me and Chi sent away...but, you didn't." Fred wrapped the white fox in a soft hug, which it caught her off guard, but was most welcomed.
"Thank you."
"Aww, you're welcome you big softy." Vix said as she hugged him back.
The two let go after a couple of seconds and Fred felt a small blush appear on his face. He glanced left and right, hoping no one saw that little moment, before looking away bashfully.
"W-Would you like to come and watch me and Bon practice?" he asked.
"Sure." Vix replied with a smile.
And with that, the two friends set off to the stage.
While the bear and bunny duo performed for their friends, Mari was dealing with a little 'performance' of his own. He had been taking apart the larger bird to get the parts he needed to fix Chi, with some extra help from his own...'special' powers.
While repairs were going smoothly, the animatronic lending...well, more like being forced to give up extra parts, wasn't helping as much as he hoped. Her parts were either much bigger versions of Chi's, or entirely different parts all together.
Wonderful, maybe I can at least borrow parts to fix the facial region.
Mari thought as he tried to open up the bird's mouth to see if she happened to have the piece Chi had to hold her beak in place, in case the replacement ever broke.
While she did have a part that would work in theory, trying to get it out would prove to be a task in itself. Mari couldn't find a suitable way to keep the birds beak open. Whenever he tried to open the darn thing, it would just clamp down on him. That is, until he forced it... *snap* * rip*
...by accident.
The poor birds beak was now stuck open, with the entire upper jaw ripped up from the bottom. The feathery fabric tore open, revealing wires and metal underneath.
"Oh, dear...I hope that doesn't affect her affect her ability to speak." Mari muttered to himself as he looked for the part he was going to use for Chi.
Unfortunately, like most of her other parts, it was to big. He then moved down to her arms. "Well, then..." he said intrigued.
"We may just have something of use here."
Mari unscrewed the bolts keeping one of her hands in place.
"Wonderful..."
He had found what he was looking for. He removed the joints in her hands and checked to see if the part he needed would fit in Chi's wrists.
To his delight, they fit perfectly. He did the same to the other hand, leaving the bird with multi-coloured wires in place of hands.
When Mari was finished replacing Chi's broken wrist pieces, he turned to the now rather frightening looking bird and sighed.
"You don't know how much good you've done, my girl. Now let's see what I can do on my own."
*Many Hours Later*
Mari stepped back from his work.
There lay Chi, good as new. Maybe even better. The parts she had in place were stronger and more durable than the originals.
Mari would have felt proud of himself if it weren't for one small thing. He turned to his 'assistant' who was in a worse position than Chi was at the beginning of the process.
Her jaw was locked open, her hands were nothing more than multi-coloured wires and she her feathers where tattered and torn all over her body. "
I'm so sorry...Chica, is it? I wish you could know how much you've helped my friend over here. I'm sure she appreciates your help just as much as I do."
Mari checked outside his room. It was dark in the restaurant and as far as he could tell, his four friends were fast asleep.
Mari yawned as he looked back at the two birds.
"Now then, let's get you two back where you belong."
Mari picked up larger the bird by her arms and carefully moved her back to the Parts and Service room, quiet as a mouse. He would've done it the 'easy way,' but he felt absolutely drained.
As he approached his box, he remembered something.
"I'd better make sure she doesn't sleep through the day. That couldn't be good for her joints or circuits."
With a snap of his fingers, the spell was lifted from Chi.
That just left one thing. The no longer forced to do so, but still fast asleep bird lying on the counter.
Let's get you somewhere a little more comfortable to rest.
Mari picked up the sleeping chick and brought her to the show stage, setting her down beside Bon.
Happy dreams.
Mari soon returned to his box, ready for a good nights sleep. But he couldn't help but notice a piece of paper stuck to his box. It had some writing scribbled on it. He yawned as he read the short, yet circuit tingling message.
'It's Me.'
Oh dear...
Bonnie felt a surge of energy pass through him as he awoke. He looked back and forth trying to get his bearings.
He needed to know what that noise was. He looked over at his friends, but from what he could see in the darkness of the room, they hadn't move an inch.
Bonnie sighed in relief. Maybe he'd been dreaming. It was weird either way.
He felt as though he had been knocked out for only a few minutes, but that thought soon changed when he opened the door to the hall and realized it was dark as night out in the restaurant.
That meant either they were having lunar eclipse, or...
Oh, dear! I hope Bon hasn't been waiting for too long. The bunny thought as he remembered what he promised Bon.
He quickly, but quietly made his way out of the room and down the hallway.
He peered into the first Party Room and unfortunately, Bon was nowhere to be seen. Bonnie sighed. They really needed some kind of meeting place or something.
Oh well... On with the search!
A few minutes earlier
Bon opened her eyes and smiled excitedly.
This was it. Her first night of lessons with Bonnie! Saying she was excited was an understatement. She was thrilled. This was a once in a life time opportunity to finally improve and gosh darn it, she wasn't going to pass it up!
She was about to move when she noticed something soft was wrapped around her midsection. She had to look hard through the darkness, but she soon realized that what was wrapped around her was the arm of a newly repaired Chi, who was lying next to her.
Bon felt good to have her friend back in working order...aside from the whole beak thing of course.
Speaking of working order though, she needed to find Bonnie so they could start practising.
As she moved Chi's arm off of her, the bird began to stir. Bon went rigid as she watched her friend begin to move. Chi rolled over and, with little more than a mumble, continued to sleep soundly. Bon sighed in relief and quietly made her way down from the stage, grabbing her guitar before tiptoeing off to the bathroom.
When she got there however, she noticed something. Something really bad.
The bathroom was more or less right beside the main room...and that was bad.
If the noise they were making alerted the others... and they saw her with Bonnie...
Oh, no...
Bon shook that thought off. What was important now was trying to find a quiet place to practice. But, where could they go where they wouldn't be heard? Bon thought about this for a moment, before remembering something.
Of course! Why didn't I think of it before? That would be perfect!
Bon felt very pleased with herself. She knew exactly where to go! She turned to leave the bathroom when... *Bump*
"Ahh!" Bon cried quietly when she ran into something...soft? But, the walls in this place weren't-
"Are you okay?" a familiar voice whispered.
Bon then realized what -or rather who- she ran into.
"Oh, hi Bonnie." the blue bunny whispered in a cheerful sort of voice.
"Hi Bon." the purple bunny replied. "Are you ready to start practising?" he asked quietly, trying to focus in on Bon through the darkness.
"You bet." she whispered back. "There's just one problem."
Bonnie was confused.
"What kind of problem?"
Bon motioned over to the main room.
"Oooohh..." Bonnie said, realizing what Bon meant..."Oh...yeah... Well, what do we do?" he asked.
"Don't worry, I've got it covered." Bon replied, winking at her friend.
"Really, how so?" Bonnie was intrigued with what his friend had in mind.
"Follow me." she said simply, leading him off down the hall. Bonnie shrugged as he followed the blue bunny, not having the foggiest clue where she was taking him.
Bon and Bonnie snuck through the restaurant as quietly as the could and after some tense moments going through the main room, finally reached their destination.
The Party Room they first met in.
"What are we doing here?" asked Bonnie, quietly.
"Well..." Bon said, looking over at what she had planned. "You see that vent over there?" she asked, pointing over to the square hole. Bonnie nodded.
"Yeah, and?"
"Well, the other day when... well, y'know,"
Bonnie nodded, knowing exactly what Bon was talking about. "Fred said he wanted me out of his sights."
Bonnie felt a little bit of anger burn inside him. What's this bear's deal? Freddy would have never done something like that! He would have still been angry sure. Probably furious, but he would never have done something like that without getting both sides of the story first. Granted, this was the same Freddy who wanted to tear Bon's 'friend' limb from limb in two nights, so maybe he should cut the bear some slack.
"So," Bon continued, lowering herself to the vents level. "I crawled in here...again."
Her ears lowered when she realized what could've happened again if she wasn't careful while crawling through the vents.
"A-Anyway, I heard someone coming, so I crawled forward and... Well, maybe it'd be best if you saw for yourself." Bon said, getting ready to re-enter the vent.
Bonnie however, wasn't so sure.
"Bon, a-are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked, a slight nervousness lacing his voice. He remembered the last time he tried doing something like this. What would his friends say if they found him stuck in another vent? Or worse...found him with Bon? *gulp*
"Sure, I'm sure." Bon said confidently.
She was determined to become better at what Mr. Fazworth wanted her to do, and she wasn't going to give up just because she couldn't find another way into that room.
"Besides," she added, looking back at Bonnie. "If we practice in here, then..." Bon trailed off.
Bonnie winced. He didn't need Bon to finish that sentence to get the point.
"Well then," Bonnie said, working up all the courage he could muster.
"Lady's first." Bon smiled, giggling a little at the remark before disappearing into the vent.
Bonnie closed his eyes and took a deep breath before entering the square tunnel, not knowing what was waiting for him on the other side.
Both Bon and Bonnie made their way through the vent with little trouble. Despite the tight squeeze and the added hassle of bringing the guitar, the trip was relatively easy.
Bon poked her head into the dark room before pulling herself out and waited her friend to follow. After a moment, the purple bunny poked his head out as well and stared into the darkness of the room.
"Man, it's darker in here than the Parts and Service room." Bonnie said as he wiggled his way out of the vent.
"Yeah...there must be a light switch around here...somewhere."
Bon felt around the wall, her face brightening when she found something. "Oh, I think I got it!" she said with excitement.
In an instant, the lights came on. Bonnie was quite surprised and a little impressed when he saw Bon's find.
"W-Wow..." he said in awe as he looked around the room.
"Cool, right?" Bon asked as she leaned the guitar up against the wall and did the same.
The room consisted of a sizable desk, an office chair and another vent adjacent to the one they had come out of. Though, something was off, and it only took Bonnie a second to figure out what.
"Where's the door?" he asked, doing a 360 degrees scan of the room.
"Huh?" Bon asked, looking back at the bunny.
"We came through the vent, but where's the actual door?"
Bon looked around the room as well. Bonnie was right. There were the two vents, but no actual doors. Bon shrugged.
"Maybe they haven't added them yet." Bon said, puzzled. Bonnie nodded.
"Yeah, maybe...ah well." he sighed. "Let's not dawdle on it. We've got some important business to get to."
Bon couldn't help but smile at these words. She picked up her guitar excitedly.
"Let's get started!"
The two sat down in front of the desk.
"Okay, let's start with something easy." Bonnie said, thinking of a good place to start. "Do you know your chords?" he asked.
Bon nodded. "Oh, yes. Very well." she said proudly.
"Well then," Bonnie replied, grabbing the guitar. "Let's start with a simple tune. Something like...this." Bonnie played a short tune on the guitar, about thirty notes.
Bon was amazed at how perfectly he played. He was fluent, so...amazingly on point. She was most impressed.
When Bonnie had finished, he handed the guitar to Bon.
"Okay, now you try."
Bon took the guitar in her hands and instantly felt nervous. She began to strum, playing a slower, choppier version of the tune. She stopped constantly, hesitating on which note to play next. When she finished, she looked back at Bonnie, who had been studying her closely.
"Bonnie?"
He was giving her a strange look. It wasn't an angry or disgusted look, which made Bon feel relived, but it wasn't a positive look either. It was just...a look. "H-How'd I do?" Bon asked feebly, already knowing the unfortunate answer.
Bonnie finally spoke. "That's a good question. How do you think you did?" Bon blinked.
What? How do I think I did?
Bon thought for a moment, before deciding that the truth would be the best answer. "Not very well...I guess." she replied with an unsure tone lacing her voice.
"Where do you think you struggled the most?" Bonnie asked.
Bon was confused. Why was Bonnie asking her this? Wasn't he supposed to be the teacher?
"Umm...err... I-I don't know."
Bonnie's questions continued. "Did you feel nervous while playing?" he asked.
It took a few moments for Bon to reply.
"Y-Yeah,"
She wasn't happy to admit that, especially in front of Bonnie, but she knew she would have to swallow her pride if she wanted to improve.
"What were you nervous about?" Bonnie questioned further. "Are you embarrassed of making mistakes?" he asked.
Bon nodded slowly and looked away in shame. Bonnie smiled, putting a hand on her shoulder.
"Well, there's nothing wrong with making mistakes every once in a while." he said softly. "It happens to everyone. I should know; I've made hundreds!" he laughed.
Bon looked back at the bunny. "H-How so?" Bonnie chuckled a little.
"Well, there was this one time I tried to stack a whole bunch of old boxes I found in the back room on top of each other to grab something on one of the top shelves, but it turns out cardboard isn't as strong as it looks."
Bon giggled cutely at Bonnie's story, much to the purple bunny's delight.
He was sure that Bon had no idea how cute she looked right now, or really at all for that matter. Everything about her just screamed 'adorable.'
Her physic...
Her smile...
Her personality...
Her emerald eyes...
Bonnie felt something inside him while admiring her. Something he had never felt before. It was like happiness, but...something more...something...warmer.
"Bonnie?"
Bonnie was quickly snapped back into reality before he could think about it any further by Bon, who was wondering why he was staring at her blankly again, albeit with a small smile this time.
"A-Are you feeling okay?"
Bonnie stuttered, trying to correct himself.
"Oh, um... Y-Yes, anyway, as I was saying. My point is that everyone makes mistakes, but what's important is that we learn from them and not let them bring us down."
Bon thought about it for a second before realizing...
"That's where I've had been going wrong! I was so busy trying to correct all the small errors while playing, I just kept making more!" Bon exclaimed in delighted, having finally figured out what the route of her teething troubles were.
Maybe she could...
"Bonnie...can...can I try playing that tune again?" she asked. Bonnie nodded.
"Yes, of course! Just remember; whenever you feel nervous, just close your eyes, take a few deep breaths and forget about your worries."
Resting the instrument in her hands, she did as Bonnie told her and began to play.
And this time, she really played.
She didn't worry...
She didn't hesitate...
She just played.
Bonnie was the utmost impressed.
She's doing it.
When Bon had finished, she felt her heart flutter like a million butterflies being released into the air.
"I...I did it! I really did it!" she exclaimed, after getting over the initial shock.
"Great work Bon! That was the best I've ever heard anyone play!" Bonnie cheered, clapping proudly.
Bon smiled so brightly, the sun would be have been jealous. "Thanks Bonnie, but it was all thanks to you!" she said as she enveloped the purple bunny in a tight, warm hug. Bonnie blushed.
"Aww, come on now. It was nothing. You're the real star here tonight." he said, hugging the blue bunny back.
"No, really! If it weren't for you, I'd never have learned what I was doing wrong to begin with!" Bon squealed, leaning into the hug and putting all her weight on the purple bunny.
She wasn't very heavy, but the sudden increase in weight caught Bonnie off guard and made him lose his balance. Before either bunny knew what had happened, they both fell backward onto the floor.
Bonnie's back hit the floor hard and as he opened his mouth to squeal in pain, Bon's head collided with his.
While neither of them was hurt, something far more surprising happened.
Their lips connected.
It wasn't like a proper kiss, but the initial shock made it last longer than they would have liked. They stared at each other, blushing bright red with embarrassment. When they broke away, Bon almost immediately began speaking at a speed only comparable to mach three out of embarrassment.
"Ohmygosh!I'msosorryBonnie!Areyouokay?Ididn'tmeantohurtyou!I'msosorry!Pleasedon'ttellanyone! Ohmygosh!I-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Bon." he said, putting a finger over her mouth. "I-It's okay...I'm fine...really." he said, moving out from under her. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Y-Yeah..." Bon said, now speaking at normal speed.
She scooted away from Bonnie a little. She was mortified. She had just KISSED him. It wasn't like she had done the night before. That was just a little peck on his cheek. Bonnie didn't seem to mind that. This was a full on LIPS kiss. She had never kissed someone on the lips before, let alone a boy!
...But as much as she wanted the ground to open up and swallow her whole, she had to admit...]
She kinda liked it...a little.
His lips were soft and smooth and felt kinda nice and felt good when they touched hers. Bon blushed a bit more as that warm feeling came back. She continued to stay lost in thought, staying silent all the while.
Neither of them spoke, nor made eye contact for a few minutes. The awkwardness in the room was so thick; you would need a butcher knife to cut it.
Eventually, Bonnie broke the silence.
"S-So, Bon,"
The blue bunny's ears perked up as she was brought out of her little 'kiss' trance.
"I-I've been meaning to ask you; I-Is everything okay between you and you're friends now? I-I've been thinking about it a lot today, a-and..." Bonnie trailed off. Bon blinked.
"Oh, um...my friends? Y-Yeah, we're all okay now...I think. I'm not too sure what Fred meant when he said everything was all 'water under the bridge,' but I think that means we're friends again." Bonnie smiled for a moment, before thinking of something else.
"W-What are your friends like? I never did get to meet them properly, because of...y'know."
Bon thought for a moment, before shuttering a little.
She never did tell Bonnie that they were his and his friends replacements. She felt really guilty just thinking about it. Should she tell him? What if he got angry and didn't want to be friends with her anymore?
What if...
*gulp*
...he hurt her?
But then Bon thought for a moment; why would he? He seemed like a nice enough animatronic. If he wasn't, he wouldn't have help her just now. Maybe he would understand.
"Bonnie, there's something really important that you should know about me and my friends...a-and I don't think you're going to like it."
Bonnie had a confused look on his face. What could ever make him hate someone like Bon?
"What is it?"
Bon took a deep breath before responding. "W-Well, my friends and I are kindaaaa...your replacements." Bon closed her eyes, not wanting to look at Bonnie out of fear.
Bonnie looked at the blue bunny cowering in front of him like she had done a few nights before. Though he already knew that they were his and his friend's replacements, being told that somehow hurt him inside anyway.
But Bonnie was never one to hold a grudge, and he knew that this bunny sitting in front of him would make Mr. Fazworth proud. So, with a deep breath he reached over and touched the back of her head. Bon flinched in fear, but was pleasantly surprised when she felt his gentle hand rub the back of her head.
"I-It's okay Bon. I uh...I kinda figured that out already." Bon opened her eyes.
"R-Really...but, how?" she asked. Bonnie sighed.
"Well, I kinda had a feeling when a saw you and your friends for the first time, but my hunch was confirmed when..."
It killed Bonnie inside to say what he was about to say.
"W-When, what?" Bon asked.
"Well...your guitar...it's the same one I used to use..."
Bon's felt a pang in her heart as she looked over at the guitar lying on the floor. "R-Really, how can you tell?" Bonnie looked at the guitar, then back at Bon, then back at the guitar.
"I could never forget a fine instrument like that." he said, putting his hand on it.
"W-Well, you can have it back." Bon said, holding the shiny instrument out. "You play it better than me anyway."
Bonnie looked at the blue bunny. She was giving him her only possession...well technically it was his to begin with, but... Bonnie shook his head.
"No...it belongs to you now."
Bon was taken aback.
"N-No really, it would feel wrong if I-" Bonnie cut her off.
"Bon, I mean it. You can have it. I know you'll make Mr. Fazworth proud. Please, keep it."
Bon looked back down at the instrument. It did look really nice, and she did love it a lot. But she couldn't help but feel sorry for Bonnie. He had lost his place on stage, his guitar and practically his whole reason for existence, yet he wasn't angry at her. It was amazing how unselfish he was. That warm returned and Bon felt the ghost of a smile appear on her face.
"Thanks Bonnie." she said softly, hugging him.
"No problem." he replied.
Sure he still felt a little remorse for losing his prized guitar, but he knew it was in good hands.
Bonnie hugged the bunny back. It was then he remembered, he still hadn't gotten an answer to his question.
"Um, Bon?" he asked, letting go.
"Yeah Bonnie?" she responded, doing the same and looking at the bunny with her head tilted slightly.
Bonnie looked away for a moment before looking Bon in the eye.
"I-I'm still curious; what are your friends like?" Bon blinked.
"M-My friends? Why do you ask?" Bonnie looked away again.
"W-Well, like said, I'm curious. You mention them a lot and...I was wondering what they were like."
Bon thought for a moment.
She did mention them a lot, didn't she?
"W-Well, I'd be happy to tell you, if you want." Bonnie nodded. "Y-Yes, if you don't mind." Bon smiled at her response.
"Well, let's see. Where should we start?" she asked, putting a finger to her chin. Bonnie thought back to when he first saw Bon and her friends. He most vividly remembered the bear, who had brought Foxy down so easily.
"Hmm...How about...that brown bear. Fred, is it?"
Bon smiled. "Oh, yes. Fred. He's kinda like the boss. He basically tells us what to do and keeps everything organized. He's really friendly once you get to know him. The only reason he was so nasty to you all a few nights ago was because Mr. Fazworth trusted him to protect us, and when he saw our friends fighting, he kinda..." Bon trailed off, trying to think of the right word.
"Freaked out?"
"Yeah," Bon agreed, nodding her head a bit.
"He sounds a lot like Freddy." Bonnie laughed. "He's acts all bossy and proud and stuff on the outside, but on the inside he's like a big teddy bear." Bon giggled a little.
"Sounds like Fred alright." Bonnie thought for a moment before chucking to himself. "And between you and me," he whispered, "He always tries to impress Chica." Bon raised an eyebrow.
"Chica? She's the chicken, right?"
Bonnie nodded. "Yeah, and I can't blame him. She's one of the friendliest animatronics you could ever meet," Bon sat in wonder, but couldn't help but feel bad.
She was also the animatronic that Mari used to repair Chi.
"Unless you got her mad of course, then she can be downright ornery."
Now it was Bon's turn to laugh. "Reminds me of Chi. When she got angry at me a few days ago for teasing her about looking like Vix, she...um..."
Bon decided to choose her words carefully.
"She was very...unpleasant to be around. But please don't get the wrong idea about her. She felt really bad about how she acted afterwards." Bon said, waving her hands defensively. Bonnie laughed a little, but couldn't help but wonder something...
"Vix?"
Bon nodded.
"Yes, Vix. She's the pink and white fox. She won't actually be performing on stage. She'll be performing in the Kids Cove." "
Let me guess," Bonnie laughed. "She'll be telling stories to the children."
Bon was amazed. "Y-Yes, how did you know?"
Bonnie laughed some more. "Because that's what Foxy used to do." Bon tilted her head to the left a little.
"Foxy? You mean that red fox? The one that..." Bonnie nodded.
"Y-Yeah, he can be really...protective when someone tries to hurt one of us. And when he saw us..." Bon thought back to that day. "Heh, yeah..." she said, remembering the pain she felt when he kicked her. "But he only does things like that to protect us. He's really a nice guy when he learns to trust you. He's got a bit of a problem with that..."
"W-What do you mean?" asked Bon, curiously. Bonnie sighed.
"Trust. It's been awfully hard for him to trust others ever since he was taken out of service."
"Why, what'd he do?"
"Well," Bonnie explained,
"Unlike the rest of us, he had his own stage. Pirates Cove. He would tell stories to all the little kids about his adventures on the seven seas. To be honest, they were actually pretty exciting to listen to. Sometimes he would bring kids up onto the stage to sit with him, and sometimes he'd let them direct where the story would go. His stage was old though, and he'd sometimes ask for repairs to be done to the lights or the floor boards or even himself for that matter.
You see, the young kids could get a little...grabby and would sometimes pull on his fur until it tore off. Foxy would make it out to be no big deal, but he preferred it if the kids kept their hands to themselves.
He asked and asked for repairs but Mr. Fazworth said that it couldn't be done right then. He said he promised that he would get to it when the budget could afford it.
Even with a run-down stage and tattered fur, he would happily come out when it was his time to perform and let kids sit on his lap as he told them stories.
But one day when he brought a kid up onto the stage to sit of his lap, he..." Bonnie trailed off, a small tear rolling down his cheek.
"He, what?"
"He...well, no one really knows what happened. Some say that someone had tampered with the one of the lights on his stage and made it fall...others said Foxy was sick of being denied repairs and the light falling and hitting him was the last straw...but whatever the reason, he...he..."
Bonnie choked back a sob as he remembered that fateful day.
"Bonnie, what's wrong?" Bon asked, scooting over to her friend, who looked as though he was about to cry. "
H-He...bit the kid, taking out part of the front of his head.
"Oh my goodness!" Bon gasped. She didn't know much about how people worked, but she couldn't imagine how painful it would be to have part of your head bitten off.
"D-Did...did he...survive?"
Bonnie swallowed hard before responding. "Y-Yes...but the boy never fully recovered. The family had Foxy shut down. He never got to perform again. He was lucky though. They wanted him to be destroyed, but Mr. Fazworth saved him. He kept him locked up in Pirates Cove and hung a sign saying 'Out of Order' on his stage. He told us to never let him be seen by the kids and if anyone were to ask about him, we were to tell them that he was away at sea."
"Was he ever allowed to come out again?" Bon asked, sadly. She couldn't begin to imagine what it would be like to be sealed off from her friends, never to be seen again, let alone the guilt from hurting someone to that degree. Bonnie shook his head.
"N-No, not during the day at least. We let him come out at night, when Mr. Fazworth had left."
Bon felt bad for the poor fox. "I'm so sorry Bonnie." she said, looking down.
Bonnie wiped the tears from his eyes. "So am I...I'm just glad he didn't get scrapped..."
Bonnie wiped away another tear from his eye smiled slightly. "I've had so many good times with him though. We played games and he told me and my friend stories..." Bonnie paused, thinking back to all those times.
He picked up the guitar and his smile began to widen.
"Now then, the night's still young. How about we get back to practising!"
A smile graced Bon's face as well. "I'm ready when you are!" she exclaimed.
"Okay then," Bonnie replied, equally enthused.
"Let's Rock!"
The two bunnies practised for a few more hours, laughing and joking all the while.
When they felt satisfied with their work for the night, they proceeded to exit their secret little room the same way they entered.
As they crawled through the vent, Bonnie's mind began to wander. He still thought it was odd that the room had no proper doors.
I wonder why Mr. Fazworth would need a room like that in the first place?
His thoughts were halted when he bumped into Bon's backside face first. She had stopped just inside the vent to listen if anyone was about.
"Oww..." Bonnie moaned as he rubbed his nose.
Bon quickly shushed him as to not alert the others. She poked her head out of the vent and looked around, but more importantly, listened for any footsteps.
"The coast is clear." she whispered as she crawled out of the tight space.
Bonnie followed after her, just as quiet.
As Bon stood up, she felt as though he was forgetting something...
But, what?
Guitar; check.
Bonnie; check, obviously.
Bow, che-
Bon felt a sinking feeling inside of her as she felt no bow tie around her neck. What happened to her bow?
"Bonnie," she asked, turning to the purple bunny worriedly.
If she lost her bow, Fred would be very displeased with her. And even worse, he might trace the bow back to her practice session with Bonnie.
Oh no...
"Yeah?" he asked.
"You...didn't happen to see my bow in the vent, did you?" Bonnie shook his head.
"Here, let me take a look."
He crawled into the vent and it was only a short while before his head poked out of the vent once more.
"Is this what you were looking for?" he asked, showing Bon the crimson accessory as he got out of the vent once more.
Bon was relieved.
"Oh, thank goodness." she said reaching for it.
Bonnie was about to give it back, when he had a cheeky idea.
"Ah, ah, ah~" he said, raising the bow out of her reach.
Bon made a pouty face and tried to jump up and grab it, but to no avail.
"What's the magic word~?" Bonnie cooed.
Bon rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips, smiling at Bonnie's little game.
"Please~"
"Much better." Bonnie consented. But instead of just handing her the bow, he placed in on Bon's head, clipping the little piece at the back around the base of her ear.
"There." Bonnie said, chuckling a little.
Bon was about to protest, but she actually liked it better on her head than on her neck. She giggled a little as Bonnie winked at her, before going to the door.
Both bunnies poked their heads outside of the party room, looking back and forth to confirm what Bon said moments ago. They both sighed and ducked back into the room, looking at each other.
"Thanks, Bonnie." Bon whispered. "I really owe you one."
"Aww, it was nothing." Bonnie said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"And umm, also..." Bon began. "Sorry about the whole...well...the...y'know..." she said, blushing bright red.
Bonnie looked away for a second. "Oh, that... W-Well, it's okay, really. I uh-" Bonnie stopped and began to blush a bright shade of red himself.
He was about to tell Bon that he kinda liked the kiss...
...a little.
He'd be lying if he said he didn't. She'd been the first person he'd ever kissed, and what an experience. The rush he felt upon impact, the soft caress of her lips...it all made him feel something he'd never felt before.
"Uh, never mind." Bon smiled as her blush began to fade.
"W-Well, *yawn* I need to get back to stage. Fred might find it suspicious if he found me sleeping in here."
"Heh, yeah. I need to get back to Parts and Service." Bonnie said, turning to go back to the aforementioned room...
"Umm... Bonnie?" Bon stuttered. Bonnie turned around.
"Yeah?"
"Umm...would you mind I asked you to meet me here again tomorrow night?" she asked, looking down and bashfully swinging her leg. He'd done so much for her already; she wasn't expecting him to agree.
However, his response surprised her...
"Of course, Bon. I would love to."
Bon's face lit up.
"Really! You mean it?" she asked, running over to him and wrapping him in a hug.
"It would be my pleasure." Bonnie said quietly with a smile, hugging the blue bunny back.
"Thanks, Bonnie. You're the best!" she whispered happily.
They broke away from each other and Bon was just about to leave for the stage when she looked back at her friend once more.
"Good night, Bonnie." she whispered with a little smile.
"Good night, Bon." Bonnie whispered back, turning around and walking quietly back to Parts and Service. Bon smiled.
That Bonnie really was someone special. It pained her to see him out of commission. Bon thought for about it as she walked to the stage.
He's done so much for me. I really wish I could repay him.
That thought stayed with Bon as she stepped back onto the stage and lay down next to Chi.
But how?
"You're a lucky bunny, Bonnie. A lucky, lucky, bunny. My plan is about to be complete, and you're going to have a once in a lifetime opportunity to watch it unfold. Now, there's just one more thing I need to take care of."
