Monday night couldn't have come any sooner. Much sooner than Bonnie had hoped for. The thought of leaving Mike alone for an entire night had bothered him endlessly during the day. So much that he even made a few small mistakes while he played guitar. The mistakes weren't noticed by the children since they concentrated more on the singing bear in front of them.
"I think it's time that we turn in, love." Bonnie said after checking the time. Mike looked up from the letters he had lined up in front of him and pouted.
"Awww!"
"I know, I know." Bonnie chuckled as he started to clean up after their little game of Scrabble. "I don't like it, too. But I have to get up early. You understand this, Mike."
A sigh left the young animatronic as he climbed into bed with his ears flat. "Yeah..."
Bonnie placed the bored and pieces back in its box and placed it on his desk; he made a mental note to return it to the lounge when he gets the chance. He flicked the light switch off and climbed into bed beside his companion before pulling the covers over them. Mike immediately snuggled up against the rabbit's chest and made himself comfortable.
"Goodnight, Bonnie." he cooed as sleep started to creep up and claim him.
"Goodnight, love..." Bonnie whispered back while stroking his oak brown fur. He then pressed his lips softly against his forehead just as the wolf-like dog powered down for the night. As quietly as he could, the purple rabbit slowly slipped out of bed and tip toed over to their bedroom door. He gave Mike one last look before sneaking out and closing the door softly behind him. His right ear twitched when he heard the door next to him creak open.
Foxy poked his head out and spotted him underneath the pale light. "Hey, Bonnie." he said as he stepped out of his own room and closed the door behind him. He smiled a grin of razors as he walked up to the rabbit with excitement clear in his golden eyes. "Ye ready to spread the Joy of Creation, tonight?" he asked as they entered the Dining Area.
A shadow of a smile appeared on Bonnie's face as he nodded. "Am I always?" he purred in his suave voice. "I could really do with a good killing right about now."
"I think all of us do." Foxy agreed before patting his back. "See ya later, Bonnie." he said as he made his way over to his cove.
"See ya..." Bonnie said softly before climbing on the Main Stage and picking up his guitar before standing in position for the camera. A few seconds had passed until Chica and Freddy joined him. Chica had a giddy expression on her face as she struggled to stand still in her respective spot.
"Calm down, Chica." Freddy chuckled. "You're going to give us away."
"I know, I'm sorry, but..." The yellow chick let out an excited squeal. "I'm just so excited! It's been so long since we've shared the Joy of Creation with someone."
Freddy smiled a small smile at the chick before speaking in a stern voice. "Control yourself, though. I know it's been a while, but you all know what to do."
"Yes, Freddy." Bonnie sighed. "We have to look "good" for the guard."
Freddy nodded. "Yes." he said before turning his head to face the curtains in front of them just as he heard one of the main doors open. Freddy and the others immediately remained absolutely still. Even though no one ever peeked through the curtains, they still had the camera to worry about. Chica kept the grin she had on her beak while Bonnie fell into deep thought with a blank stare.
It was only five minutes until midnight...
...
Green eyes illuminated from behind the grated entrance of a human-sized air vent as they fixed themselves on the uniformed man sitting in the office. The man appeared to be in his late forties; short light brown hair with strands of silver in some places; silver eyes looking rather dull and almost lifeless, perfectly fitting for the bored expression that was present on his face as he listened to the message that played from the answering machine.
Blu pressed his face a bit closer and grinned even wider. He placed a hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing out loud when he saw the expression on the man's face change from bored to confused; confusion to horror; horror to anxiety. He was already checking the tablet by the time the message had ended. Oh, he always did love the looks on their faces. His heart leaped with excitement upon hearing the midnight bell ring eerily outside in the distance. He licked his teeth after seeing the man jump a bit in his seat with a surprised and terrified look on his face.
It's show time!
...
Foxy sat in his cove waiting to hear the camera click on. While he wasn't supposed to come out on the first night, he sometimes found it fun to break the rules once in a while and do so. His right ear twitched upon hearing the familiar click the camera made when it switched on. Just as he raised his head he heard the camera click off. A small frown appeared on his muzzle. He hated it when they did that.
He remembered, as a small kit, sneaking out of his room at night to try and visit the night guards they had. Freddy would always catch him, though, and send him back to his room. He had always asked why he wasn't allowed out of his room at night, and that how come he and Goldie got to. Freddy always gave him the typical reply of "Because you're still growing. Goldie and I are grown-ups." But that answer alone wasn't enough to quench his childish curiosity at the time. On a hot summer's night in '84 he awoke to what sounded like screaming coming from the guard's office.
The guard they had at the time wasn't a very nice man. He despised having to work the night shift and was only there for the paycheck. They've had bad guards before him, but he was perhaps one of the absolute worst. Hearing him scream had not only surprised him, but Bonnie and Blu as well. They all poked their heads out of their rooms to see what was going on, but of course saw nothing since they were far from the source. Both Bonnie and Blu were ten at the time, and after a quick argument amongst the trio, it was decided that it would be best to forget it happened and go back to sleep. It wouldn't be until three years later that he would learn what caused the scream...
Both his ears rose when he heard the curtains from the Main Stage shift, followed by a thump. His lips curved into a sly grin as he heard heavy footsteps walk through the Dining Area before coming to a sudden halt.
...
Chica narrowed her pink eyes creepily at the camera with her beak wide open, revealing her human-like teeth. The flickering red light of the camera quickly clicked off and caused her to giggle to herself. She loved it when she gives them that face. She spotted Bonnie suddenly halting in his tracks underneath the flickering light of the West Hall before she hurried over to the Kitchen.
She flicked a switch up and one of the lights buzzed on above one of the stainless steel tables. She grinned and walked over to a row of cabinets behind it. She opened the one in the middle and rather noisily removed all the plates that were stacked in it until she reached the back and found a model of her cupcake that was used as a source for new chefs, except it wasn't the real model. She brought the cupcake out and placed it on the table before pulling a stool over and taking a seat on it. Using two fingers, she turned the fake candle until she heard something click inside. She let out a small yawn as she lifted the entire top off and placing it aside. She peered inside the cupcake and smiled upon seeing the fairly sized screen of a wireless monitor casting her reflection.
She pressed a small button at the botton and the screen switched on to reveal a poor quality image of the security office through the eyes of her Cupcake Cam. She made herself comfortable on the stool and peered at the screen as she fixed her eyes on the blurry face of the now paranoid man frantically flipping through the cameras on his tablet. She perked up a bit in surprise when she heard her stomach growl softly. She chuckled to herself and placed a hand over the area as she got off the stool.
When was the last time I ate? she thought as she went to fetch the necessary utensils she would need to make the pizza dough. Unlike humans, she and the others can survive much longer without food, water, or sleep. This is because she's part machine; her skeleton being metal and her brain being genetically engineered with things that would activate as she got older. She was due to stop growing and aging next year when she turns thirty. Freddy and Goldie stopped aging and growing when they turned fifty fourteen years ago. Bonnie and Blu stopped when they turned forty, and Foxy stopped when he turned thirty-five.
"We are truly one of a kind." Chica sighed to herself as she stirred the ingredients beside her Cupcake Monitor, peeking in just in time to see the man slam on both door buttons.
...
Goldie sat in the darkness of his room in deep thought. Dark blue eyes that held no emotion whatsoever remained fixed on the inky blackness in front of him as his head replayed the meeting that was held during the day; how Chica snapped at him for saying that Mike wasn't one of them. It's true!
He couldn't understand what the others saw in him back when he was human. Hell, even his own brother started to warm up to him on his second week. He will give him credit for being able to last the first entire week unscathed, but that didn't change anything in his eyes. He was just like all humans: greedy and uncaring. While Freddy and his band constantly told him that he wasn't like other humans, he stubbornly refused to see it their way. He always knew humans were terrible beings. Listening to the radio, watching television, and reading the paper didn't help change his mind, either.
"Humans are terrible beings." he once told Blu.
"Why would you say that, daddy bear?" the four year old had asked, looking up from a drawing he was working on. "They seem nice."
"That's because you've never seen the world beyond the doors of this pizzeria, child." His blue gaze hardened, causing the blue rabbit to tense as he was being lifted up and placed on his lap. "Humans are greedy and cruel. They hurt each other over the most simplist things. They are nothing but monsters, my baby doll..."
The golden bear's eyes turned dark while a low growl resonated in his throat. The growl stopped upon hearing the low hum of the generator as it shut down completely. The scowl he had on his face was replaced with a sinister sneer as he heard Freddy exit out of the main stage humming the "Toreador March" chillingly.
...
A blood curdling scream filled the emptiness of the pizzeria before coming to an abrupt halt. Bonnie smirked as he and the others took a step back to examine their latest work. Blu stood with his own paw cupping his chin and head tilted slightly, like an artist examining a piece of art. Blood coated his hands and now stained his chin, but not as much as Freddy and Foxy. Freddy had an arm around the fox's waist while Foxy himself leaned against his side closely. Blood covered most of their paws, chests, and faces, since they were the ones who did the stuffing this time.
Chica was giggling like a child as she wiped her bloody fingers on her bib; red now covered the yellow, bubble font words like ketchup stains. "Looks like I'm going to have to wash this thing later." she sighed after her giggles died down. "Luckily I have extras, though!" Chuckles filled the room in reply.
"You know..." Goldie rasped as he stood by Blu's side. "Something's missing..."
The others looked over to him with quizzical looks. Blu cocked his head at him and asked, "What?"
Goldie simply grinned before approaching the Freddy Fazbear suit that sat on the table and roughly smacked the back of its head. A sickening pop was heard as a pair out of silver eyes popped out of the sockets and were left dangling loosely by thin red blood vessels. "Much better~." the golden bear purred. Realization struck everyone and Freddy slapped his paw on his forehead.
"Of course!" he laughed.
"How could we have forgotten that!?" Chica added with a huge grin.
Goldie exited out of the room with his head held high and a smug smile on his face. Blu followed him out with a cruel grin on his face. Chica was the next to leave after saying that she had a pizza cooking in the oven. Freddy and Foxy walked out hand in hand with private plans in mind. Bonnie gave the stuffed suit an uncaring look before closing the door behind him and making his way back to his room after stopping by the rest room to wash the blood off his paws. He pushed open his bedroom door as quietly as he could before slipping in and closing it behind him. A smile appeared on his face when he saw the peaceful expression that was present on Mike's face as he slept and crawled in beside him.
He wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close until he reclined against him. The wolf-like dog was stirred slightly from his sleep. "B-Bonnie?" he asked, half-asleep.
"Ssh..." the rabbit shushed in his ear. "Go back to sleep, love."
A small smile appeared on his muzzle upon hearing the familiar soft English accent and had no problem returning to sleep; oblivious to the night's events and the fate of the man that now sat lifeless backstage.
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