Hello once again, everybody. Hope you all had an egg-cellent Easter full of chocolate and fun...and chocolate. But seriously, hope your Easter was great, and if you don't celebrate Easter...well, I hope your day was great! This is it, Chapter 10. This one was another one of those chapters that was kinda hard to write, but I hope you guys and gals enjoy it either way. There were so many paths I was going to take with this, but I feel that this one works best.
Now, for this chapter, I'm going to do something kinda different. I'm going to give you all a challenge. The challenge is to guess what song Bon's 'thank you' song for Bonnie is based off of. You can write your answer in the form of a review, or you can PM me. I'm fine either way. The first person to give the right answer by Chapter 11 wins...a thousand Ferries...or a shout out...probably a shout out...definitely a shout out. Let's see, is that every thing I wanted to say... *Looks over 'Things to Say in the Intro' list* Let's see... Say happy Easter...make a bad pun...give challenge...borrow a joke from a popular youtuber for no reason other than I wanted to... Yep, that's everything! Now, with all that out of the way, time to get this show on the road! Firing tactical disclaimer!
Disclaimer: I don't own FNAF, any of the characters, or the song parodied in this story. FNAF belongs to Scott, and the song belongs to...well...someone...I'm far too lazy to go look, but it sure doesn't belong to me, I'll tell you that much.
Later that day, after Mr. Fazworth and Fritz had left and the trio had finished their practising for the day, Bon left the main area and went to Party Room 2 to think up a 'thank you' song for Bonnie.
She sat herself down in the back corner of the room with a pen, a pad of paper and her guitar, and got straight to work. It didn't take long for her to come up with a tune, but the lyrics were proving to be a much harder task. They couldn't just be any ordinary lyrics. They had to be meaningful, and specific to Bonnie only.
"Hmm...let's see," she mussed as she strummed her guitar. "You're a really...cool bunny? Friendly bunny? Happy bunny? Oh what's something special abou-"
Bon stopped in her tracks, snapping her figures. "Special Bunny! Okay... You're a really special bunny, you know! If you...um... If you were to ask me, I'd tell you so! Yeah, that works." she said, jotting down the words on her paper. "Okay, okay... You're a really special bunny, you know! If you were to ask me, I'd tell you so! When you...hmm...when you...when... Oh, why does this have to be so hard?" the blue bunny huffed, crossing her arms. "I just wish I knew a little more about him!"
"About who?"
Bon froze in fear as she looked over at the entrance. There standing in the entrance, was Fred.
Bon felt a shiver go through her circuits as she looked up at the bear, who was looking back with a confused expression spread across his face. So many questions rushed into Bon's mind. How long had he'd been standing there? How much had he'd heard?
Bon felt a combination of embarrassment and fear hit her as she tried to come up with an excuse.
"O-Oh, nothing Fred...I-I'm just..." Suddenly -and luckily- a bright idea popped into Bon's head as she glanced at the paper witting next to her. "D-Drawing...yeah, I was drawing something, a-and I just can't seem to get it right, y'know?"
Fred crossed his arms, before thinking it over. He'd never really drawn anything before, so he could only imagine how hard it must be.
"...Well, when you have a moment, I need you to take some trash in the kitchen to the front. Just leave it by the front doors."
Bon stood up, keeping her note pad pressed tightly against her.
"R-Right...I-I'm on it." she said, and scampered out of the room as quickly as she could.
Fred watched as the bunny ran down the hall and around the corner.
I wonder what's gotten into her?
Bon ran quickly into the kitchen, pen and paper in hand and ducked inside. She sighed in relief that Fred hadn't find out about her song...or Bonnie!
Especially Bonnie...
This was something she wanted to keep private. Besides, if Fred found out that she had been seeing Bonnie at night...
Bon shook her head. Best not to think about that right now. Now, she had to find a place to hide this thing from her friends.
"Hmm... Where could I hide this where the others will never find it?" Bon pondered, putting a hand to her chin. She thought for a moment before snapping her figures.
"That room! Perfect, they'll never find it there!"
The blue bunny felt very pleased with herself indeed...
...until she remembered something...
"Oh, but if I go in there...and they catch me coming out...hmmm...maybe I'll just leave it...here!" she said, opening a cupboard and putting the pad inside.
"There, that'll do for now." Bon then turned to the large black bag sitting in the corner of the room.
"Now, time to take out the trash." she said, rubbing her hands together before giving the bag a mighty heave. It was surprisingly heavy and hard to move. "Man, what's in this thing?" She set the bag down and heard the distinctive sound of glass grinding together.
"Oh yeah...the plates."
The bunny sighed for the second time in the span of a few moments.
Maybe I'll just drag it...
"...and that's the story of Foxy and the Stolen Treasure." Vix finished.
Balloon Boy and Chi applauded loudly at the story as the fox took a bow.
"You were right, um...BB. Vix's stories really are amazing!" Chi chirped.
The vixen chuckled. "Heh, thanks. You could say I've been practising." Vix winked at Balloon Boy, who winked happily back.
"Well, you can't get good at anything without it, y'know!" Chi replied. She was still in awe of the fox's story telling skills.
"Would you like to stay for another one?" the fox offered, taking a seat and opening her book.
"Sure, I-"
But Chi was quickly cut off by the sound of grunting and straining caused by a certain blue bunny out in the hall.
"Hgnnn! C'mon, c'mon!" she groaned as she inched past with a heavy bag of garbage. Chi could tell that Bon was having a rough time moving it.
"Actually, wait one sec." the chick said as she stood up. "I'll be right back."
Vix smiled. She knew exactly what the bird was going to do...
Bon struggled along down the hall.
Who knew broken plates were so heavy?
She was almost red in the face when she heard the very familiar and welcomed voice of Chi.
"Hey, Bon! You need a hand with that?" her yellow friend called.
Bon stopped pulling and looked up. "Y-Yes, please." she panted.
"Okay," Chi said, bending over on one side of the bag, ready to pick it up. "On three."
"Right." Bon replied, doing the same on the other side.
"One..."
"Two..."
"Three!"
The two girls lifted the bag with all their might.
Bon was surprised. It felt easy now! Slowly but surly, they made their way to the front of the restaurant.
When they reached the front doors, they gently set the heavy bag down, just how Fred had asked. The two girls smiled and looked up at each other.
"Thanks, Chi. I don't think I could've done that by myself." Chi smiled.
"Hey, don't you remember? 'We make a team together!'" she sang. Bon giggled and continued the tune.
"'One, two, three!'"
"'We rock and roll together!'"
"'Him, you, me!'"
"'Best of friends forever we'll be!'"
"'Yeah, yeah!'"
"'Better together.'" the two friends finished in unison. They giggled a little, before Chi turned to the bunny.
"Hey, me and BB were just listening to some of Vix's stories. Would you like to join us?"
"I'd love to!" Bon exclaimed eagerly. After last time, she'd never pass up a chance to listen to one of Vix's stories.
"Has she told you the one about the stolen treasure?" Chi asked.
"Yeah, but not all the way through. What happens when Foxy gets found out?"
"Oh, you've gotta hear it for yourself! It's amazing!"
The two girls talked giddily about the story all the way to the Kids Cove. Unbeknownst to them, Mari had seen everything.
Without a word, the proud puppet returned to his box.
One job down...one to go...
Bonnie slept soundly that day in the Parts and Service room. He didn't think he was that tired! Not even the sound of his friends talking could keep him awake. Unfortunately for Bonnie, his good night's...or rather day's...sleep was about to end in the worst possible way...
*CRASH!*
*BANG!*
*SMASH!*
Bonnie woke up to this racket with a start.
What was that?!
He didn't have time to think about it before he realized something...
He wasn't in the Parts and Service room anymore! Instead, empty darkness was all that surrounded the bunny, just as it had done not too long ago.
"Huh? What the...? Where am I? Is this another dream? Why's it always so dark in hear? Can someone hit the lights, please?"
As if someone had heard his complaints, a bright flash of light shone, blinding the bunny. Bonnie covered his eyes and faced the floor.
"Ah! To much light! To much light!"
Again, as if someone heard him, the light ceased and -thankfully- Bonnie could see again. Though, what he saw only confused him more. He was back in the Parts and Service room, which was a little more comforting than the empty darkness, but his friends were nowhere to be found.
"Freddy? Foxy? Chica?" he called out.
No answer...
The bunny sighed, before hearing a voice that made his fur stand on end.
"Bonnie...Bonnie..."
"W-Who's there?"
Bonnie was met with, not a voice, but an ear piercing scream. The bunny covered his ears, trying to block out the horrible noise. It didn't last long, but it left him feeling very unnerved.
"What was that?" It sounded like it was coming from the main room.
Bonnie, curious as ever, opened the door. It was dark in the restaurant, but he could see a faint light coming from the main room. He took a deep breath, put on a brave face and began walked down the dark hall. His footsteps echoed eerily throughout the restaurant with every step he took.
When he reached the main room, he was met with what was quiet possibly the most gruesome scene he'd ever laid eyes on. The floor was covered in oil and bits of what Bonnie could only assume were animatronic parts.
Speechless, he looked to his left, only to see the smashed up figure of Fred. He was battered from head to toe, his fur was matted and torn, his hat was dented and his left forearm lay a few feet away from him. His eyes were open, but they seemed empty and lifeless, and his lower jaw seemed to be dangling from his mouth.
Not to far away form him was Chi. She looked awful. Her arms had been ripped off, her feathers had were missing in patches and she was missing an eye. A large puddle of oil had pooled around her legs, which looked as though they had been crushed.
Bonnie looked to the right, trying not to look at the two poor bots, but his eyes instead fell on the broken body of Vix. She had been stripped of her fur and was all endoskeleton now, excluding her head. One eye lay forlorn beside her head as well as next broken lower jaw, which he could only assume was her's. But what hurt Bonnie the most was what, or rather who, lay in front of him.
"B-Bon?" he said in disbelief. He almost didn't recolonize her. She was slumped up against the wall. Her left arm was missing, and almost her entire face was ripped away, leaving only her bottom jaw. One ear lay by her side, the bow that had graced it only one night ago still attached. Her eye's were dull and empty like Fred's, but they seemed...sadder, and had dry, oily tears around them. Bonnie ran over to his broken companion and collapsed down beside her.
"Bon...please...please, no..." A small tear rolled down the bunny's cheek. He felt all kinds of hurt to see her like this.
"Sad, isn't it?"
Bonnie went from hurt to angry as he turned around.
"Freddy..." he snarled. There, shrouded in darkness, stood the brown bear in question.
"You should have seen the look in her eyes Bonnie...so sad...so...afraid..." Bonnie bubbled over.
"Why'd you do this, Freddy?"
The bear turned around, and Bonnie felt his jaw drop at what he saw.
Oh, it was Freddy alright, but not the Freddy he knew. No, this was some kind of twisted, nightmarish Freddy. He had razor sharp teeth and claws, and tears all over his suit. His eyes were not the same caring, azure ones he remembered. They were cold, heartless and the only colour in their pupils was a piercing faint orange.
"Y-You're not Freddy..." Bonnie sputtered.
"Oh, but I am, Bonnie. You really thought you could get away with betraying your friends? Ha, don't make me laugh."
Bonnie, in spite of his fear, advanced on the demonic bear, but felt something grab him from behind. The bunny looked to his left.
"F-Foxy?"
Then to his right.
"C-Chica?"
The aforementioned animatronics had the same devilish look that as Freddy. "G-Guys, what are you doing? Let me go!" Bonnie tried to break free from their grasp, but to no avail.
"Ye should have known better, laddy." said the horrifying fox.
"It's not nice to lie to your friends, little one." the terrifying chicken followed up.
"Don't you remember, Bonnie?"
Bonnie looked up at Freddy, who had gotten much closer to him.
"Actions have consequences, and she was one of them. She was a sweet bunny, Bonnie." Freddy chuckled. "Made it all the more fun to tear her apart, to watch her suffer." Bonnie seethed with anger.
"You won't get away with this!"
Freddy's chuckle turned into an evil, twisted laugh, which Foxy and Chica joined in on. "I already have, you stupid bunny." Bonnie felt his heart stop at those words.
Freddy raised his clawed hand, and smiled evilly before swinging at the purple bunny.
"No!" Bonnie wailed as the bears claw came inches away from tearing into his fur.
Bonnie opened his eyes, for real this time. He sat up, panting heavily as he tried to get his bearings. The room was dark, but his friends were all in their places and it seemed to him that he was in the real world again. Bonnie sighed in relief. He was just happy to be alive after that!
Whew, I still have time to save them. It must be night by now!
And sure enough, it was.
Great, time to get back to that room and warn Bon!
Bonnie stood up, still a little shaky from the dream, and set off to warn his friend.
Meanwhile...
Bon sat in the...well, what she decided to call the secret room, working on her song for Bonnie. She let her guitar sit in her lap while trying to think up some good lyrics that truly described Bonnie as a friend.
"Hmm, let's see... 'You're a really special bunny, you know! If you were to ask me, I'd tell you so! When you...um...hmm..." A strum on the guitar almost instantly gave Bon an idea.
"That's it! 'When you're playing your guitar, you always rock the show! Your the really special bu-"
But her song was stopped short when she heard a banging sound coming from the vent. A smile worked its way up onto her face when a purple head and matching pair of bunny ears poked out of the square hole.
"Bonnie!" she squealed with glee, running over to her friend and hugging him just as he pulled himself out of the vent.
"H-Hi, Bon. Listen, I-"
"Oh, Bonnie! Thank you so much for last night!" the blue bunny eagerly cut off. "Today was one of the best days ever!" Bonnie, as much as he wanted to listen to how great his friends day was, had something really important to tell her.
"That's awesome, Bon. But I-" But Bon was already talking quicker than what the bunny could keep up with, let alone find space to get in a word of his own.
"Me, ' ,reallyFritzfixedher,buthehadtogethaveMr. ?He' ' 'dlikehimalot." Bonnie gritted his teeth. This was important!
"Bon, I really-"
"Andthen, !Youwouldn'tbeleivehowgreatitwastogettopreformforpeople!It's,like,thebestfeelingintheworld!Andthenafterthat,VixtoldmeandChisomeofthestoriesthatyourfriend, ?"
Teddy bear? Bonnie blinked, trying to processes what the blue belle bunny was saying.
"Wait, what? Bon, I need you to-."
"Andthen,andthen-"
"Bon, I have something really important to tell you!" Bonnie interrupted.
"Oh, sorry." the blue bunny said sheepishly, finally slowing down. "I just got really excited and all. It's just been such a great day and-"
Bon stopped, realizing that she wasn't letting Bonnie say what he needed to say. "Sorry, go ahead."
"W-Well, um...y'see, my friends...they, um...well, I don't really know how to say this but, they're making a plan to...take back the stage from you guys..." Bon was confused.
"How do you mean?"
"W-Well..." It was absolutely killing Bonnie on the inside to say this, and it was beginning to show.
"Bonnie, are you okay?" Bonnie looked at the floor shamefully. He couldn't bare to look Bon in the eye and say what he was about to say.
"They're going to...attack Fred...tomorrow night. And then their gonna systematically destroy all of you..." Bon gasped.
"What?! Really? Oh Bonnie, please tell me you're joking!" Bonnie shook his head slowly, much to the blue bunny's dismay. "H-How long have they been planning this?"
"T-Three days...I didn't tell you sooner because...well, with everything going on with you and your friends, I forgot..." Bon felt her heart shatter as tears grew in her emerald eyes. She felt angry at Bonnie, angry at his friends. She didn't want to be turned to scrap. She wanted to preform onstage for children! She wanted to yell, to scream, to do all the things her friends had done when they were angry...
...but, when she looked up at Bonnie, and looked into his sorrow filled eyes -eyes she herself had dawned just the other night- her anger faded away. It was obvious to her that he felt terrible for not telling her sooner. She couldn't stay mad at him. Not after he'd helped her...cared about her...comforted her. He'd even forgiven her about being his replacement...and now, she had to forgive him.
Bonnie looked down as tears began to well up in his eyes. He'd failed himself...he'd failed Bon. What could they do now? Bonnie felt as though all hope was lost. He couldn't stop his friends by himself, and Bon's friends would never trust him...
Would Bon even trust him now?
A tear began to roll down his cheek, but -to the bunny's surprise- was quickly wiped away by a soft, blue finger. Bonnie looked up, and was even more surprised to see that Bon, despite being told that she was about to be turned into scrap, was smiling. It wasn't a bright, happy smile, but instead a warm, forgiving one.
"Hey, don't feel sad..." she said in a soft sort of voice. "You may have forgotten once...or twice...but you remembered now, right? That counts for something, doesn't it?"
Bonnie was awe struck and, without realizing it, began to smile a little himself.
"Y-You mean...you're not...mad?" Bon shook her head.
"No... I'm not mad... You forgave me about being you're replacement, didn't you?" Bonnie's smile grew. Maybe all hope wasn't lost...
"Thanks, Bon." he said, wiping away another tear from his eye before giving the blue bunny a warm hug. Bon smiled as she hugged the bunny back, nuzzling his chest with her cheek. The two friends pulled away from each other after a couple of seconds, and it was a few more moments before Bonnie broke the silence.
"Well, that only leaves us with one problem now."
"Really? What's that?" Bon asked.
"How do we stop my friends from destroying you and yours?"
Both bunnies sighed. This was an awkward situation.
"Oh, why do they have to fight in the first place?" Bon asked, holding her head up with one hand. "They have more in common than they think." Bonnie couldn't help but chuckle.
"What's so funny?" Bonnie shrugged.
"Oh, it's just that...when we first met, you said..." Bon's ears wilted saldy.
"Heh, yeah..." she replied, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. "S-Sorry about that. But, I certainly don't believe myself now."
"Oh, it's alright. Like Fred said, 'water under the bridge,' right?" The two bunnies giggled, before going silent once more.
"I just wish I could go out there and tell them, but they'll never trust me." Bonnie sighed.
"And even worse," Bon added. "Fred won't be happy about me and you being friends. He made it very clear that we'd be in big trouble if he caught one of us with one of you guys." Bonnie nodded.
"Yep, Freddy basically told us the same thing. Freaky, isn't it?" Bon had to agree. It really was.
"If only there was a way to warn them without them know you told me..." Almost immediately after hearing these words, an idea flew into Bonnie's servos.
"That's it Bon! You're a genius! All you need to do is tell them that you overheard us talking about the plan from the Party Room! Fred won't know you were with me, and you'll be able to tell them about the attack!" Bon, who was still blushing at the compliment, felt overjoyed that they had figured it out! But then, another thought struck her.
"But then what?" she asked. "Even if they know that the attack is coming, what can we do to stop it?" Bonnie thought for a moment, before snapping his figures.
"I got it! I know exactly what my friends are planning, so I'll just explain it to you, and we'll make a counter plan!" Bon clasped her hands together and smiled. What a great idea!
"Well then what are we waiting for? Let's get to work!"
The two bunnies spent the rest of the night working on their own plan to stop Freddy from attacking Bon and her friends.
"You sure this'll work?" Bon asked as they put the finishing touches on it. Bonnie smiled confidently.
"Oh, don't worry. It will."
I hope...
When the two were finished and outside the Parts and Service room where Bon would 'overhear' Freddy going over the plan, Bonnie spoke quietly to his partner in crime.
"Hey Bon,"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks again..." he smiled.
The blue bunny raised an eyebrow.
"For what?"
"For not being angry about...y'know" Bon returned the smile warmly.
"That's what friends are for right? To forgive and forget? Besides, you forgave me. It's only fair for me to do the same, right?" Bonnie beamed from ear to ear. Without saying a word, he bent over and planted a small kiss on Bon's forehead as a 'thank you'. Now they really were even. The blue bunny's cheeks glowed a bright shade of red as Bonnie whispered "goodnight" to her, before tiptoeing quietly into the Parts and Service room.
"G-Goodnight..." Bon said feebly. She couldn't believe it.
He kissed her!
Right on the forehead too!
She began to feel all warm and happy on the inside as she walked into the Party Room closest to the Parts and Service room. She was still buzzing about it when she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Unaware to her, a dark figure had seen the whole thing. Without a sound, it disappeared into the darkness.
"Well, it appears that I'll have to postpone our little meeting, Mari. It would seem that a wrench has been thrown into my plan. Or rather, two wrenches, as it were."