Jet stared at Golden Freddy.
"He... ATE HIM?!" Bonnie asked.
"Golden Freddy is... well. It's hard for me to explain..." Jet murmured.
Alex looked at him.
"it's not a figure nor a ghost. It's in between in a way."
"Then what is it?"
Jet shrugged and sat up, staring down at Bonnie.
Golden Freddy sat down again in the same slouched position.
Everyone glared at Golden Freddy.
"He... He's gone..." Jet whimpered.
A torn opened hole in his chest sparked.
They all looked at withered Bonnie.
"No... He can't die! He... can't..." Toy Bonnie broke down in tears.
Alex stared at withered Bonnie. he noticed a liquid oozing from the left side of Bonnie's mouth.
Was he... crying?
Alex looked away.
"I know what I must do..."
Alex looked at Jet.
"I must try to bring him back..." Jet sat up.
"H-h-h-h-h-how...?" Mangle asked, wrapped around Foxy.
"He's a spirit. Trapped in this body... If I can just..." Jet fumbled in his shirt and found something. He pulled it out from his shirt and looked at it. It was a small red sphere.
Jet sighed.
"Go on."
The red sphere floated from its spot. Suddenly it sprout little thin legs like a spider and little wings. It fluttered it's way to Bonnie's chest.
"Fix the wires and stuff in there will you please?" He asked.
The little red dot disappeared in his chest.
Jet hesitated and opened his hand next to him. A small vortex opened and out popped a box. It landed with a small *THUMP* and the vortex closed.
Alex blinked.
"Your a...?" He asked.
Jet opened it. It was filled with needles and different colored thread, each glowed slightly.
"Don't tell Evan about this ok...?" Jet asked, gently picking up a needle.
"Who's Evan...?" BB pushed his way and sat next to Jet.
Jet looked at BB and smiled, petting his head.
"He's a good friend of mine. I just don't want to hurt him or..." Jet trailed off.
The red sphere poked out and fluttered to Jet. He held out the string to the necklace. The red sphere fluttered into place.
"What... What was that?" Toy Chica asked, patting the withered on the head for comfort.
"My helper. Ruby. It helps me with stitching and stuff." Jet answered.
"Oh..."
Jet looked at the threads. He picked up the purple thread and slipped it through the microscopic hole in the needle. He bit at the thread and put the rest back in the box. The small vortex opened and the box slipped through, the vortex closed.
Then he began sewing. He did it very delicately, not wanted to hurt Bonnie. The string merged with Bonnie's color perfectly, blending it in. Everyone watched, Bonnie trying hard not to cry, leaning against Toy Freddy for comfort. It seemed to go on for hours until finally it was done.
Jet sighed and held up his hand. A small blue ember formed.
"What is that?" BB asked, holding his hand up to touch it.
"This... is Bonnie's soul. This ember is as beautiful as he is..." Jet murmured.
BB slowly put his arms down.
"Help me lay him down." Withered Freddy and Toy Freddy carefully pushed Bonnie to his back.
Jet nodded and they backed away slowly.
Jet took a deep breath and sighed, holding back tears.
He gently lowered the ember into Bonnie's endoskeleton's mouth and lifted his head gently. The little glow slithered down his throat and to his chest, a small blue aura wave circle enveloped his body for a few moments.
Everyone held their breath.
Jet sniffed and laid his head on Bonnie's chest, listening.
Silence.
"Come on Bonnie..." Jet whispered.
They waited. And waited. And waited.
Nothing.
"Bonnie please... You can find the light..." Jet said, tears fell.
"You can find the-." Jet broke into tears.
"No... No Bonnie...!" Toy Chica murmured.
Alex bit his lip, fighting the urge to burst into tears and looked away.
Bonnie sniffed and cried into Toy Freddy's shoulder.
Golden Freddy stayed hunched over, his mouth gaping open.
The withered looked down with sadness.
Jet sniffed and cried into Bonnie's chest. Suddenly he felt something touched his hair, a hand!
He looked up. Bonnie remained still. It was Alex's. Jet looked down.
"He's... He's gone..." Jet sniffed.
"He must have been a good friend to you..." Alex murmured.
"If you didn't that damn child none of this would have happened... Why did you?!" Jet turned and glared at Alex, his eyes full of anger, his tears bleached with anger.
Alex stared at him.
"WHY?!" Jet screamed.
""We have to satisfy our allies, even if it means to death and back.""
Jet growled.
"Or did you forget that..."
Jet blinked and looked down in defeat.
Alex sighed.
"Why is this damn clan so cruel... Why...?" Jet whimpered and broke down into tears, lightly pounding Alex's shoulder.
"Why?! Why?!"
Alex closed his eyes.

The jiggle rang throughout the pizzeria. This jiggle sounded the same.
But with a hint of sadness.
To the death of one of it's old friends.