A.N.: Hi everyone! Sorry this took a couple days, I was just a bastard that didn't write much, to be honest. I'm sorry about that. Hopefully this'll be okay, though. Thanks so much again for reading and supporting me, it means so, so much. Um, so in this chapter, stuff hits the fan. By which I mean, I'll see you at the end briefly. I'm a real bastard. Thanks, NickinChicken.
Will belonged, it seemed, to the royal guard of the majestic Princess Tabby. The Princess herself was currently engaged in serious pressing conversations with her Chief Advisor, Sir Bon Bon Bunnykins.
"Hee hee… Sir Bunnykins, what are we going to do with Bonnie? He's being a little bit of a grumpy wumpy bunny rabbit…"
Sir Bunnykins stared at her, clearly deep in thought as his little pink eyes pointed in towards his nose.
Bonnie sat obediently on the edge of the table, occasionally clicking lowly as the princess and her attendants giggled at him from their huddle in the corner of the room. What on earth were they talking about? Bonnie, like all the animatronics, lived for children. They all had a little bit of a different relationship with their kids- Chica was the best one to play games with, Freddy was the big ol' cuddly bear, Bonnie was… well, Bonnie was the front line. Kids used to love to be all touchy-feely with his soft ears and his special jointed arms, which made the grumpy rabbit better for piggy-back rides. Foxy was just adored by everyone who visited the place. Bonnie supposed that the eccentric vulpine was just a little bit awesome, (although he hated to admit it).
So, whilst Bonnie loved kids because they were kids, he knew how many times 'playing' equated to 'ears being ripped off in a painful and highly energetic manner'. And this particular situation was not looking good for our long-suffering rabbit demon. Especially not when both of the little humans and one certain plushie were peeking over their shoulders at him and giggling wildly. Will pulled his hat down and sauntered up to the robot, grinning like an idiot. He stood in front of him and steepled his fingers as Princess Tabby pranced up behind Will and giggled behind his legs. Bonnie sighed.
"Um, Bonnie. The Princess here has a special request for you…"
"Click-click-click…"
"She has asked for your services as the official *snort* Royal Chariot *snort*. Ahem. Would you kindly accept this gracious display of your Princess' favour? Pfft- mmph!"
Bonnie had been expecting that, but Will's snorting was still insulting. He narrowed his eyes at the offending little man before turning to the giggling little girl still tightly grasping the bottom of Will's blue shirt in shyness. He rumbled gently, before opening his jaw a little ways.
"O-of course, my Princess. Hop on my b-back."
As Princess Tabby squealed her thanks to the giant rabbit and clambered up to sit on his shoulders, Will stared in shock. Wait… the rabbit did talk? Like, without his lines? Why… why didn't Bonnie talk to him? What was going on here? He stared after them as Bonnie quietly stamped off around the Dining Hall, with Sir Bon Bon Bunnykins and Tabby clutching his ears and squealing in joy.
Whilst Will was certainly perplexed and more than a little upset, there was a bigger problem to deal with. He had to find Princess Tabby's parents. She mustn't have just come here by herself… where were they? He had checked the Pizzeria. There was no one about, at all. Time to move up a step, he thought.
He peeked quickly at the trio, who were currently fighting a dastardly dragon that just happened to look a lot like a stack of broken chairs. Will slipped into the office, dialing the number of the local police station.
*Ring, ring, ring…*
"Hello, this is your friendly local police station. How can we help you?"
"Hi, I'm calling about a child found on my watch after hours at Freddy F-"
"Wait… what was the name of the premises?"
"F-Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria."
"Okay, jus' hold up .Whoever the hell is pranking us can just give up. It's stupid, really. All this crap about the 'trons tryna to kill ya is jus' a bad ol' dream… Ha ha, yeah. Why dontcha just go out and give Freddy a big ol' hug. I'm sure he won't bite your frontal lobe off or nothin'. Heh. Jus' get lost, okay?
…
Who was that, Arnie?
A Freddy's call. Seriously? Dude there has nothin' better to do, I swear. Tried tah tell me there was a kid in there or somethin'.
That's different, I gotta say. Ya don't think…?
Nah. They barely get a half-assed party a week. No chance. Now, it's your turn for Jenga. If ya lose, ya pick up sticks. If ya don't pick up sticks, you'll be pickin' ya butt off the floor. Ya left me with the mess last time, ya jerk…"
Will hung up, more than a little pissed off. Seriously? Maybe he could try the next town over…
"SKREE! EEeeEEeee!"
What in the name of Fazbear was that?
Oh no. Tabby?!
Will sprinted down the hall like a greased Foxy. He huffed and panted and burst in through the door to the Backstage Area. He met the stares of four confused robotic demons and one royal little princess, a table in front of them and cards floating gently around them like confetti.
"Do you want to play too, Mister Guard? Captain Foxy just tried to shuffle the cards, but he's not very good at it. Would you like to have a go?"
Will stared down at the regal little girl for a moment, before smiling and leaning down to pick up the cards scattered everywhere. Will shuffled them briefly (Foxy looking on in a little robotic jealousy, grinding his gears lowly) and set them down as the quintet resumed their game. Will perched himself on the other end of the table as they giggled and asked each other for fives and kings. Chica was the life of the party, surprisingly, keeping the bear and the fox in check and cheekily passing Tabby cards under the table.
After a couple games, the Princess started to get a little restless.
"Excuse me, Mister Guard, but can you please take me to the bathroom? My mummy the Queen normally does it, but she went out with her cell phone a little while ago and she hasn't gotten back yet. Please?"
"Of c-course, Princess."
Princess Tabby giggled and skipped off to the bathroom with Will in tow. He felt a little pang and reminded himself to try the next town over as soon as Tabby went back to the robots. Suddenly, he heard a whimper, and little footsteps pounding out to him. Tabby looked white as a sheet, and Will leant down to get a closer look, holding her shoulder gently.
"What happened, Tabby? Was it too dark? It's alright, there's no one there…"
"B-But there was! There was a scary man in there… I want mummy…"
"It's okay. I'll check the bathroom, and we'll find your mummy."
"N-NO! The bad man's gonna get me! I want mummy!"
Tabby was wailing now. She sniffled and sobbed as Will tried to soothe her and look frantically down the hall. Tabby stopped shaking for a moment, and Will stared down at her. Something was wrong.
Then Tabby opened her eyes. Where her eyes were meant to be… There were black sockets with white pinpricks.
Will screamed. So did Tabby.
"MUMMY!"
A.N.: Cliffhanger (just a little one). But still. I'm a real meanie sometimes. PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR WHAT I HAVE DONE! Please?
