Disclaimer: I do not own FNAF!
Bonnie tries to have a talk with Lala. How will she react to what he has to say to her? Meanwhile, the three males who had warped into different dimensions of time continue to go through the path of time and see the true story behind the pizzeria that is paradise to some, but hell to others...
Before we begin with the story, I want to thank you guys so much for supporting this fan fiction! It means very much to me since compared to other writers, I have only been here for quite a short while. However, I'm also here on a notice that, unfortunately, I will barely be able to keep up with updating once a week or even once a fortnight as I had underestimated the amount of work and tests to study for that school was going to dish out. (I guess targeting to do well when moving up to another school year really does has its challenges...) Thus, I'm truly sorry if I am unable to update for even weeks.
With that, enjoy the story!
7th Night: 4:00 AM
Sitting in front of the animatronic body of Lala in the back room which had deactivated, the purple-haired teenage male sighed. "Lala, when are you ever going to come back?"
"... What do you want?"
Upon hearing the sudden voice and seeing Lala suddenly open her bright blue eyes at the same time, Bonnie nearly shrieked as he skittered away from her.
"OH MY GOD!"
Staring at him with begrudging eyes as she turned into her human form, she questioned bitterly, "Why are you here? You hate me, just like the rest of them, don't you?"
"What do you mean? We don't hate you, Lala. We had a talk, and-"
"Didn't you guys ignore me because I was a betrayer? Because I'm the daughter of Damno Spyros, and didn't help you in your schemes?" she interrupted as she stepped closer towards the male in a threatening stance.
"No, we don't! At least…" Bonnie paused as he looked away. "I don't think so…"
The ballerina snorted back in response as she turned to face away from him and folded her arms. "Do you think I'm a three-years-old kid, Bonnie? Do you seriously think that just by saying that, I'm going to believe that you guys don't think so? I'm sorry, Bonnie, but that's not the case."
"... That's not what I wanted to talk about."
Slightly surprised, she turned to her friend and raised an eyebrow. "What?"
Bonnie stared into her eyes with a determined look in his own. "I understand now. I understand why you blew up that day. The thing you said you had in you that will make us hate you... is the blood of Damno Spyros, isn't it?"
"Why do you bother understanding me?" Lala asked. "I've been acting like a huge ass to you all the time, so why do you even try?"
"What do you mean 'a huge ass'? You comforted me that night, and because of that, I finally helped Foxy to understand that violence is not the solution to everything!" he yelled back in desperation.
She shrugged. "Well, good for you. You can claim all that credit, because I don't care."
He face-palmed, patience starting to wear thin. That was when the realisation hit him.
"Huh... then it looks like I don't really understand you yet..."
She turned back to face him with a crooked smile on her face as she said, "So now you finally get it."
"... Which is why I want to understand you."
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Lala realised that she was tackled into a huge bear hug again, causing her to widen her eyes in shock. "Bonnie, please don't tell me you're doing this again-"
"I thought about it ever since we had that argument that day. I realised that I have misunderstood you. The reason why you didn't want to tell us about that was because... you didn't want to be alone, wasn't it?"
"... Bonnie, let me go."
"I know why you flared up that night. It was because you didn't want us to lose our trust in you, wasn't it?"
"Did you not hear what I said? Let. Me. Go," she repeated, emphasising on the last three words as she tried to push him off.
"No," Bonnie shook his head stubbornly. "I will never let you go anymore. I won't let you suffer in silence."
"Suffer in silence? Have you never thought about the fact that people suffer more in front of others compared to being alone when they suffer? Now, leave me alone!"
He stayed silent, knowing that she would never be able to be appeased by his words. She was a girl of sincere feelings and actions, not words. He could only pray that Lala would finally open up to him and everyone else...
"Bonnie, I said, 'Let me go'!" she yelled as she started to lose her patience and her force on pushing him away got stronger.
"..."
"LET ME GO! Are you trying to piss me off?! I know I can't win you in a strength competition, but do you need to go this far?!"
Wrapping his arms around her even tighter, Bonnie only had one thing left that he could say to her as Lala continued protesting.
"They may leave, but I will never leave you alone."
Suddenly, she paused. Then she said with a bitter smile, "I trusted you guys with that, but what did I get in return? I know it was my fault for not telling you all, so why aren't you guys angry?"
"Because all of us used to have parents that we want to protect, y'know."
The girl froze.
"Do you know why I wanted to learn so many types of martial arts? I was never a martial arts maniac, but because I had seen Mum getting harassed before, that's why I wanted to learn to protect her," Bonnie whispered before a sad smile played on his lips. "Alas, I would never be able to do that anymore."
Then he released his grip on her and looked into her eyes. "That's why I said I can understand your pain. You were just trying to protect the one you love. We can't blame you, because of that."
There was silence for a long moment. Suddenly, the pink-haired ballerina shoved him away and stormed towards the work table nearby, slamming her hands onto it with a resounding 'BANG!'.
"L… Lala?"
"No, don't ask me if I'm okay, Bonnie! It's pretty obvious that I'm not okay, isn't it?!" she screamed as her sight because blurry and her tears burst forth like water from a dam, the brick wall that she placed between them starting to crumble , she slumped across the table as she dropped to her knees, clenching her fists to support herself to stay upright as she muttered, "I'm really tired, Bonnie... I'm really tired of all this already…"
For the first time in years, Bonnie was truly at a loss of what he was supposed to do after that. He finally got her to open up her feelings to him
"How am I supposed to comfort her now…?"
Looking back at her fragile and vulnerable back figure, a thought suddenly came to him. Wasn't what he had always been trying to give her the best thing to do now? However, Bonnie knew he had to be gentle in his approach.
Walking towards her, he placed a hand on her shoulder, causing her to turn her tear-stained face towards him. "Lala, stand up…"
"What for?" she blubbered out in a cracking voice as she stood up.
"I won't persist any longer if you decide that you don't want this, but I do think you need one right now," he whispered as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, giving her to decision whether she wanted to accept his hug or not. Not resisting the motion, Lala let her head thud onto his chest like a lifeless doll. In response, he placed another arm around her.
"I'm sorry for causing this huge mess…"
"You don't need to apologise… it wasn't just your fault. Part of it was ours too, y'know?"
Clutching onto her friend, she pulled him closer like a little girl would hug her doll tightly to her chest, and let out a soft, suffocating cry. Patting her back which was trembling along with the rest of her body, he cooed softly, "Let it out. Don't hold it back in. I'm here for you."
As he comforted her, Bonnie could have sworn that he felt her mutter the words, "Thank you."
7th Night: ? AM
"Ugh... where am I?" Mike groaned as he rubbed the back of his head and slowly opened his eyes.
"Mike, you okay out there?!"
Upon hearing Fritz's voice, Mike pulled himself up and looked around to see the orange-fringed male walking towards him.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Great to hear that, but we've more things to worry on hand," Fritz nodded as he informed Mike, "It seems like we're still in the safe room, but things feel a little... queer."
Surprised, the blue-eyed brunette looked around the small, dimly-lit room.
"Hey... where's Spring Bonnie?"
"Huh?" Fritz looked at the bare corner, which was previously occupied by the springlock suit. "I never realised it was missing..."
At that moment, the door of the safe room suddenly opened, causing both men to look at it in horror as the light outside shone in. Are the animatronics able to get into the room?
However, the ones who stepped in were a group of people wearing the Freddy Fazbear's Pizza uniform or workmen suits. A familiar figure wearing a security guard uniform and his trademark suspenders stepped in and said, "Be careful with that. Mind your step in here!"
Recognising him and that voice, Mike breathed out the man's name. "Phobos..."
However, much to his surprise and confusion, Phobos didn't react, neither had he even noticed the two men standing in front of him.
"Can Galford not see us?" Fritz questioned as he waved a hand in front of the mentor's face. "How is he not dead, anyway?"
Suddenly, Phobos stepped forward and passed through Fritz's hand, causing him to gasp in shock and step back. "Wait, is his ghost here or something? What the heck is going on?!"
"Your souls have travelled through time to see the visions of what happened in the past, it seems."
Startled, they turned to the speaker and saw Goldie standing at a corner.
"Goldie?! What are you doing here?!"
"Obviously, I'm here to explain what's going on. What else would I be here for?"
Fritz huffed and folded his arms. "You don't need to explain, Golden Freddy. We're basically just seeing the past, aren't we?"
"Well, something like that," the blond-haired boy nodded. "Come on, if you really want to know what's going on in this place, watch."
The workmen gingerly placed the golden Spring Bonnie suit onto the ground and leaned it beside a wall. "Have you guys ensured that all the remains in there are cleared?"
One of the workers nodded at Phobos' question. "Yeah. Had to scoop 'em out clean. It was pretty gruesome, to be honest."
"The hell? What remains?" The orange-fringed man wondered out loud.
Goldie replied him. "There were two incidents which caused Fredbear's Diner to close down. One was that incident with Fredbear, which you already know. The other was someone getting mauled inside Spring Bonnie. I guess it was just like how my camp mate said at that time. Spring Bonnie's a spring-trap."
Mike shivered as he grimaced at the thought of someone getting crushed inside the suit.
"I'm sorry you had to see all that," Phobos sighed sadly and apologised to the workers.
"Nah, it's okay. We were paid to do it, after all."
Then they headed out of the room, the metal door slamming behind them. The safe room was filled in pitch-black darkness.
"So... now what?" Fritz asked with a bored expression on his face. "Is that it?"
"No, we're about to move two years ahead of time," Goldie informed them, shocking the two. "Brace yourselves."
"What, what-AAAAAAARGH!"
The two men screeched in fright as they were pulled into a time warp once again...
7th Night: 4:30 AM
Wiping her dry, puffy, bloodshot eyes and snot, Lala took a deep breath and sighed. "Thanks, Bonnie."
"No prob," Bonnie smiled as he folded his arms. "I can't bear to see you holding all that in, after all."
There was a short silence before she called out to him again.
"By the way, Bonnie?"
"Yes?"
Biting her bottom lip as she tilted her head downwards, she asked him with a cracking voice, "Tell me honestly. Am I the villain or the victim in this case?"
His smile slackened a little. "Why do you suddenly ask that?"
"I had a long thought about my actions too. Now that I think about it, aren't I the one who's caused everything to happen? I made the situation so bad that you guys unable to move on, I've made everyone's moods horrible, and now I'm just being a stubborn ass who thinks you all don't understand me when actually, it's me who doesn't understand any of your feelings. I'm just a selfish bitch, aren't I?"
"You can't say that you're a total villain either, Lala."
Upon hearing a familiar male voice, Bonnie turned towards the doorway while Lala lifted her head slightly, realising that the entire team had decided to enter.
"Sorry if we're intruding on your romantic moment, but we need to interrupt for a little~" Chica told them before she giggled a little, causing Foxy to put his hand on her head to remind her to stay quiet.
Freddy stepped forward. "So what if you don't understand us? We have so much time here now, so we can take time to truly understand what each of our goals are."
"But apparently, ye know us like the back of yer hand, because ye know how t' deal with each of us crew mates!" Foxy added with a grin. "Ye know how t' calm Chica darlin' here and Bonzi-Bonnie down, and ye were the one who indirectly managed to make me change. Get it now? Plus," Foxy muttered in a slightly softer tone as he scratched the back of his head sheepishly, "I should apologise to you for calling you a whore that night too."
"We're sorry that we made you sad, Lala, but we're still friends and friends don't separate, right~?" Chica smiled. "Plus, you've got Bonnie here who'd accompany you to the end of the world~!"
The smile on the maroon-eyed boy grew wider as he placed an arm around her shoulders.
"You guys..." she muttered before she closed her eyes as let the tears that she used to always only keep to herself flow. "I'm sorry..."
"Jeez, there's nothing to be sorry about, girl~" Chica replied with a small giggle as Bonnie started to pull Lala into an embrace again.
"Let it all out. You've been strong for too long, haven't you?"
Smiling though tears, she sniffed and closed her eyes before she replied, "Yeah, I guess... Thanks, guys."
"By the way," Chica suddenly started to snigger as she lifted two thumbs up, made them face each other and wiggled them. "Are you and Bonnie…?"
Suddenly, the pair became silent as Bonnie's face started to heat up.
"Well, I can't say that we're a couple yet…" Lala replied before she admitted in a softer tone, "But if I say that I don't have any feelings for him at all, I'd probably be lying…"
Bonnie turned to her with a surprised look on his face.
"Ooh! I see some potential~!" Chica started giggling as she brought a hand over to her mouth to cover her laughter.
At that moment, Bonnie saw Lala smile a little before it faded away again. "But then, there's still one more guy whom I have to apologise to."
"There isn't anything for you to apologise for, Lala. What are you talking about?" Chica frowned.
"... You're talking about Mari, aren't you?" Freddy questioned.
The ballerina nodded. "He's been asleep for the past two nights. I'm not sure what happened to him either, just like the rest of you guys..."
"Do you think he's having a deep dream right now?" the purple-eyed girl whispered softly.
"Probably. Hopefully, it's a really nice dream where he can see him again..."
"... Now that I think 'bout it, Mari's got the toughest compared to what we had suffered, don't ya think so?" Bonnie pointed out. "I mean, that puppet's always been the one pulling the strings from behind and leading us towards being free again."
Foxy sighed in an unusually sad tone. "We must've disappointed the captain really badly..."
"But if there's one thing I definitely want to do," Lala replied as she faced all of her friends with a determined look across her face, "It's to find another way which all of us can finally break free from this place, and never come back again."
7th Night: ? AM
"... The f*ck are we here again?" Fritz groaned in dismay when he realised that he and Mike were still in the past, except that they were brought two years later from earlier on, according to the golden bear.
"Obviously, it's because you two decided to stay in there, so you were forced to see what happened in this place", Goldie replied as he shrugged nonchalantly, as if he didn't care about them.
"Great. We wanted to get away from the animatronics, and now we've flown into some loopy land of murders," Mike sighed. "Amazing."
Goldie cleared his throat before he continued, "Well, we're currently in the year of 1985, so I'd recommend for you guys to cover your ears and close your eyes if you don't like to see gore or hear creepy sounds."
Mike immediately clamped his hands over his ears. "Nope, the last thing I don't want to hear before I die is to hear kids screaming and dying. Nope."
Goldie nodded in agreement as he turned behind, not wanting to see his friends die again.
It was just like the tale that Goldie had told Mike that night. The two older men watched as Damno flashed a sinister, maniacal grin as he slashed the knife into the children, causing them to screech in pain. The Goldie from the past was trying his best to stop his uncle, but it was impossible. Fritz winced a little whenever a kid was injured, and Mike's legs started to shake in horror of the scene he had just viewed in front of his eyes.
"What... what the heck was that?! Was that the murder?!"
"If this isn't the murder, what would it be? A fun house?!" Fritz deadpanned.
"It's just... it's just that I never knew they went through something like this... oh my god..." Mike muttered before he squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. "I didn't know that it would be this bad..."
Suddenly, another unfamiliar male with white hair and was wearing a clown mask stepped out from the shadows. Mike raised an eyebrow in confusion while Fritz gasped.
"Who's that guy?"
Clenching his fists, his friend replied hatefully, "The Marionette. God damn it, that stupid music box still gives me nightmares..."
"… He is also known as Mari to the rest of us," Goldie added softly. "He was the one who awakened all of us as what we are now."
On cue, the boy called the Marionette pulled out a Freddy Fazbear head and placed it onto the head of the boy with blond hair. Mike could recognise him as the boy called Fredrick in Goldie's tale. As he walked by, he continued to place the rest of the animatronic heads onto each child before he sighed sadly and stepped back into the dark shadowy areas.
"Did you know?" Goldie suddenly said, "Mari is also still a child. He was Uncle Damno's first victim, and the one who controls the strings from behind the plans for their revenge."
"Wh-what?! Hang on, how many kids did he kill already?"
Goldie bit his lip as he replied hesitantly, "… about ten of them..."
Fritz shook his head. "I didn't know he was a serial child killer. Never in my life had I expected him to be the killer that Jeremy was talking to me about…"
The golden bear animatronic stood silent with a solemn look on his face. Realising this, Mike turned to him and asked, "Goldie, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about it…"
The blue-eyed brunette raised an eyebrow at Goldie's behaviour as he nodded, "Well, if you say so…"
The surroundings slowly became distorted as they were warped into another different part of the past…