"Pipe down everyone!"
Frederick turned his spiteful gaze towards Freddy. Apparently the guy felt it was necessary to hold twenty meetings a night. It was beginning to ride on his nerves, but there was nothing he could really do about it, even if he wanted to. He had lost his free-will nearly eight years ago thanks to Jeremy and his incessant need to be a peace keeper. He hated the guy, but he was undeniably indebted to him for saving him from the scrap yard (however, he couldn't help but to wish that he were there right now).
"Now, you all know that the new guard is coming in tonight! That means we are going to be on our best behavior," Freddy explained as he manned the head of the table. "Remember what Jeremy told us; she's being moved here from another location, so we need to do our best to make her feel as welcome as we possibly can!"
God, how he hated Jeremy. He couldn't even rank it on a scale how much he despised that no-good pansy.
"That's right!" Bonbon joined in excitedly. Despite the grin he wore, it was easy to tell just how intimidated he was asserting himself as a second power beside Freddy. "W-we need to mind our manners and be as courteous and c-caring as we can! She may be new, but we still need to treat her as a part of our family!"
No, he was wrong; if anyone was a pansy, it was definitely that role-stealing woman-thieving make-up wearing little slimeball, Bonbon.
SERVORS CHAT: Toy Time Tomfoolery Featuring Bonbon and the Fred-Meister
BontheAlmighty: How'd I do, Frederick? You think I did okay?
KingFazbearII: What exactly were you trying to do? Looked to me like you were just being a suck-up
BontheAlmighty: : ( Really..?
KingFazbearII: : ( Really
BontheAlmighty: Well what do I do?! He'll never feel comfortable letting me be leader if he thinks I'm just a yes-man… :' (
KingFazbearII: But you are one
BontheAlmighty: Rude, Frederick
Bonbon scowled acrossed the table, harrumphing as he crossed his arms in frustration. Frederick returned it by rolling his eyes. The kid was stupid if he thought he was going to get viable tips from him. Bonbon was stupid in general, yes, thinking that Freddy would just step down and give him complete control over all of them, but he was even more so by thinking Frederick was going to help him in the process. Surely he was aware of the immense hate he had for everyone here, especially him in particular?
"So, Jeremy did tell us she was going to be a tad late," Freddy huffed, glancing towards the pizza-shaped clock on the wall. "We should all head back to our designated areas until she arrives; I don't know if Jeremy told her about our… Special… Circumstances."
"Ai', cap'n… Does Mikey know she's comin' in tonight?" Foxy asked as he raised his hooked hand in question.
"If he bothered to show up and be around us every once in a while, he might know," Freddy replied as he plucked an unidentifiable particle from his suit. "But seeing as how it's been… What is it? Three weeks since I even last had a message from him, let alone seen him in person. I doubt he knows, or would even care to know."
The harsh reply made Foxy draw his ears back and look away upsetly. Frederick grinned slightly. That was the right way to get the pirate to shut up about the subject. The guy should have known better than to bring up Mike around Freddy; those two never got along. Frederick even suspected that, despite Freddy's strict oath to treat all of his 'friends' equally, he had a certain disliking of the former security guard-turned-animatronic.
"Alright! Back to the Showcase with us!" Bonbon quickly cut in, attempting to prevent further drama from taking place. "Don't want to spook her if she doesn't know we can move on our own!" he stammered, urging his group of fellow Toys to the new area of the restaurant.
"Right…" Freddy mumbled. "Come on guys, Show Stage," he instructed as he ushered Bonnie and Chica to their spots. He glanced over to Foxy, frowning slightly with remorse. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to make you upset…"
"It's alright, cap'n… He doesn't talk to me much anymore, either…" Foxy sighed as he got up from the table and trudged back to Pirate's Cove with Vixen and BB.
"Let's go, fella; Showcase," Bonbon insisted, looming being Frederick.
"I'm not a child; I don't need your guidance," Frederick barked as he aggressively pushed his chair back into Bonbon in an attempt to knock him over. Of course, his new programming forbid him from hurting his fellow animatronics, so Bonbon merely doubled back and stared bitterly after him as Frederick marched to the new area.
^xx..oo..xx^
SERVORS CHAT: The Gang's All Here
Mike banned himself from this chat
BontheAlmighty: Who's ready to meet the new guard~? ; D
FreddyFazbear: Take it easy, huh? We don't know if she's heard any of the rumors or not; you might scare her
BontheAlmighty: I can go first..?
FreddyFazbear: Sure, why not; just please try your best to look as friendly as possible
Toy Chica: Oh yeah! Go, Bonbon!
Bonnie: C'mon, Freddy : ( Don't flatter him; he couldn't be scary even if he tried
KingFazbearII: I support this
Toy Chica: You have no input here, sir : ^
KingFazbearII banned himself from this chat
Frederick winced at the sight of Chi's username. He hated everyone, yes, but her… For some reason he had a soft spot in his circuits for her. They had once had something together, but she had cut it off back in 87' after Jeremy had permanently put him in 'Follow the Leader' mode. She had said some hurtful things, such as he was 'too controlling over her' and he was just 'too sadistic to have ever truly loved her'. Even something about him forcing her to waltz around like a lewd human girl with her beak off…
With the message notifications disabled, he watched Bonbon sneak off giddily out of the Showcase area. Frederick wasn't quite fond of being alone with Chi, so he hesitantly decided to follow suit, keeping at a reasonable distance. He knew Bonbon wouldn't be too pleased to see Frederick following him; it was the perfect opportunity to knock some sense into him.
"Bet you miss your vents, huh?" Frederick called down the hall towards the blue animatronic. He snickered as Bonbon jumped in surprise and tossed him a bitter glare as the door to the Office closed.
"What's your problem?" Bonbon huffed in distress, frowning. "I had this…"
"Trust me, there's more problems with me than I'd care to let on," he replied as he adjusted his bowtie.
Bonbon looked daggers at the bear before flicking his ears back and crossing his arms. "I'm guessing it's a conversation you want, hm? Knowing you, aside from bootlegging oil into the Showcase, it's the only reason you'd bother to go anywhere."
"You sting me with your words, oh, Almighty Bon," Frederick joked darkly.
"What? Is this about my user..? I can always change it if it bothers you that much-"
"You see? No. This right here, is my problem," Frederick grumbled. "You. You're worried about being seen as a 'yes-man', when that's exactly who you are. You think Fazbear's gonna' hand his crown down to someone who bends over backwards like a little schoolgirl to anyone who seems even remotely upset at the smallest little detail?"
"I wouldn't say I'm a schoolgirl…." Bonbon mumbled, glancing away; heat seemed to radiate off of his face in embarrassment.
"Besides the point," Frederick huffed in agitation. "Listen… You want to be a leader, right?"
Bonbon was hesitant before nodding briskly.
"Okay then. First, you have to admit, that you suck," Frederick stated with a slight smile.
"What?" Bonbon asked exasperatedly. "Why?"
"Because you do. You suck as a leader right now. All you do his loom in Fazbear's shadow and work as a f-f-f-f-ing doormat," he replied; being recommissioned, he had lost the ability to cuss properly, resulting in an effective glitch in his speech when trying to do so.
"Don't try to curse!" Bonbon fumed, pointing a threatening finger at him. "That's one thing that won't fly with me!"
Unable to fight his programming, Frederick groaned and threw his arms up in anger. Bonbon was awful as a leader, but he was still, by default setting, second-in-command, and since Frederick was no longer in power, he was in charge of the Toys. He hated Jeremy with a burning passion. "Fine. Sorry," he mumbled.
"Alright… So…" Bonbon sighed glumly and slumped over. "I do suck at this…"
"There you go. Admittance makes you stronger," Frederick said before grabbing Bonbon's shoulder. "In order to not suck, you have to learn how the master does his work, right? So I'm giving you homework-"
"Wait a sec; are you helping me..?" Bonbon asked with a grin of disbelief.
"I'm doing myself a favor; I'm tired of seeing you flounder around like an idiot out there, and I'm not speaking for the others, but I'm sure they are too," Frederick objected. It was a half-truth, but unlike the Originals, he was allowed tell those. He wouldn't admit it, but… He was kind of helping him, because in all reality… he was sort of… proud..? Bah. Who knew. Maybe it was just to make him look like less of a dumb-ass.
"Okay! Homework me up, Fred-Meister! The Bon is ready for this!" Bonbon exclaimed excitedly, shaking with anticipation.
"Remind me to change our chat name," Frederick grumbled. "Short-term, I want you to study what Fazbear does to keep order around here, and also… Make some notes on how I did. I was pretty good at bossing you guys around and getting you guys to work, so obviously I was doing something right. Long-term… Learn how to say no."
"No?" Bonbon questioned with the cock of his head. "I know how to say no."
"No you don't," Frederick retorted. Before he could be countered he snickered and pointed towards the Office. "Didn't you want to go say hi to someone?"
Bonbon glanced over, seeing the door had opened up. With a squeak of excitement, he bounded jovially over and into the Office without a hint of trouble. Or… Well, it seemed that way until Bonbon was flung out of the office with the swivel chair smacked against his face. Following him out of the room was the new security guard, running screaming out of the Office.
"Whoah there; calm down!" Frederick said in an attempt to calm her down as she darted towards him down the hallway. "It's alright; we're not going to hurt you-"
Completely ignoring him, the new guard ducked under his outstretched arms, still shrilling away as she entered the Dining Area.
SERVORS CHAT: The Gang's All Here
BontheAlmighty is out of commision; Toy Chica has assumed the role of Leader
Toy Chica unbanned KingFazbearII
FreddyFazbear: WHAT HAPPENED
Toy Chica: Frederick! What did you do! I saw you go with Bonbon :^
KingFazbearII: I didn't do anything! Kid went in there and took a chair to the face, security guard ran out screaming her head off; she's coming your way if you want to intervene, Freddy
Foxy: The lungs on the lass; my, my
Chica: :((( Oh no! What are we going to do? Jeremy's going to be mad at us… We weren't supposed to scare her!
FreddyFazbear: We only need one exclamation point, Chica; we just need to catch her and talk; Frederick, take Bonbon in; maybe Mike'll be in a charitable mood today
KingFazbearII has changed their username to MisterPackMule
Toy Chica: Oh, suck it up, Frederick! You're acting like a baby :^
MisterPackMule banned himself from this chat
With a roar of frustration, Frederick proceeded to have himself a cow. He ripped his hat off and tossed it on the ground, fuming with an unbridled rage. Unable to pumble Bonbon's temporarily lifeless body, he grabbed the chair and chucked it at the window of the Office, leaving only a small scratch in the process. He grabbed Bonbon under his arms and began to drag him viciously across the floor towards the Backstage area; out of the corner of his now black-orb eyes, he could see the Originals attempting to corral the new guard into a corner, obviously thinking that was a smart way to handle a frightened female human.
He marched up to the Unnamed Room and slammed the door open. Inside there was some movement, followed by a loud shush. At the sound of the pleasant music inside, Frederick began to calm slightly. He grumbled to himself before tossing Bonbon in. He found the familiar bright, blue eyes of Mike, the only detail of the guy he could recall ever seeing (though he was certain he had seen him full body in his drinking days, those memories were just far too fuzzy to clarify), and nodded bitterly at him.
"Freddy wants you to fix him; took a chair to the face," Frederick explained. He vainly waited for a response; Mike didn't talk to anyone much anymore, not since… Well… He frowned slightly. He knew exactly how Mike was feeling. "Um… Hey… I know we aren't exactly friends… Or really acquaintances for that matter… But… If you ever want to-"
"I'm not drinking oil with you. Get out," came Mike's hissing voice in response.
Frederick sighed and shrugged. He had tried. Maybe it was best that he leave the kid alone; it was obviously what he wanted. Who was he to deny him that right?
Frederick stalked out of the room, remembering to close the door behind him. Upon re-entering the Dining Area, he couldn't help but to wonder what exactly Mike did all alone in that room with the Marionette; maybe they were friends..? Meh, the Marionette hated anything and anyone that wasn't a kid. Maybe Mike just camped in there to keep its music playing; that was the only thing that kept it at bay it seemed.
"Let's get ourselves introduced, shall we?"
Ah, just in time.
Maybe it wasn't too late to go back and chill with Mike and the Marionette-
No, Chi was already nodding her head at him to take a seat beside her
Frederick rolled his eyes and quietly made his way to sit beside her. He felt a bit awkward sitting beside her, but it didn't seem to faze her one bit. He wished he could move on like her…
"My name is Freddy Fazbear, as you may very well already know. Let me be the first to officially welcome you to my restaurant!" Freddy said with a laugh, bowing to the new guard as if he were a true gentleman. "The, uh… blue rabbit that you kind of disabled, by accident I'm assuming, is my… second-in-command, Toy Bonnie, though I'm sure if he were present, he would desperately insist that you call him Bonbon."
"O-oh… I didn't know you guys were friendly… I was trying to hurt him but… Geez, I'm sorry," the girl explained, blushing slightly with embarrassment as she glanced to the ground. "I've heard a lot of… Bad things about this place; I was kind of nervous…"
"Yeah, we get around," Bonnie mumbled glumly to himself. "Er… My name is Bonnie the Bunny; Bonbon is my counterpart, though… Please don't confuse us together, we are nothing alike."
"Bonnie?" the girl questioned, her eyes lighting up slightly. "My friend was a fan of yours…" she smiled slightly. "Um… Do you think… Maybe… If I had the chance… I could clean you up a bit and take a picture?"
"A fan? Of me?" Bonnie stammered. He grinned and clapped his hands together. "Look at this, Freddy! Now I have two!" Bonnie laughed and nodded at the girl. "Yeah, sure! Go ahead! Any time!"
"Speaking of counterparts, mine is over there," Freddy cut in, pointing to Frederick.
"Toy Freddy," Frederick responded, leaning back slightly in his chair. "Or Frederick. Whatever you prefer. I honestly don't care."
"He's… A bit sharp; don't mind him," Toy Chica explained, throwing Frederick a dirty look.
SERVORS CHAT: The Gang's All Here
ToyChica unbanned MisterPackMule
ToyChica: WE ARE SUPPOSED TO MAKE HER FEEL WELCOME :^
MisterPackMule has changed their username to TheFazbearintheTabloids
TheFazbearintheTabloids: Does anyone else notice how good looking she is
FreddyFazbear: I already had to go over this with Mike; humans are off-limits
TheFazbearintheTabloids: I'm not into her, I'm just saying, and this is directed at us Toys, but… Jeremy turns 28 this year, does he not?
Vixen: Yes, he does :) I'm glad you remembered!
ToyChica: What does that have to do with anything? :^
TheFazbearintheTabloids: Well… Remember our little agreement?
Vixen: :0 !
ToyChica: NO, JEREMY WOULD NEVER DO THAT
Chica: Do what?
FreddyFazbear: I'm curious to know what's going on; what wouldn't Jeremy do?
TheFazbearintheTabloids: When Jeremy took us in, we made him agree to have a kid by the time he turned 30 because the idea of being trapped in a house with that guy was not very appealing; I'm just saying, she looks a little too good looking and not very qualified for this position
Bonnie: I dunno, she seems okay to me
Foxy: Are you trying to say that Jeremy hired her just so he could make a move on her?
TheFazbearintheTabloids: Your words, not mine; I'm just saying… I've never seen blue eyes like that before, and Jeremy always did have a soft spot for black hair
Mike unbanned himself
Mike: I don't like her
FreddyFazbear: GOOD TO KNOW YOU ANTISOCIAL HERMIT
Mike banned himself from this chat
Foxy banned himself from this chat
ToyChica: :^
Bonnie: : (
Chica: :0 Geez Freddy…
TheFazbearintheTabloids: Try again, I don't think he heard you
FreddyFazbear: Shoot… Argh, someone get Foxy back, I didn't mean to upset him again…
In reality, the introductions had continued despite the conversation that was occurring in over Servors. The mood around the table had grown from welcoming to just plain suspicion and anger. The security guard was as far back as she could get into her seat, cowering under her security cap as she glanced warily at all the animatronics. Foxy had gotten up and walked back towards the Pirate's Cove after politely giving his name to her, though it was obvious he was leaving to avoid making any regretful remarks to Freddy. Vixen and Chica were having a conversation of their own it seemed. Chi was just glaring at Frederick for starting the whole mess.
"Um… Well, before it turns 6, might we have the pleasure of learning your name?" Freddy asked quickly, masking the stress he currently felt inside.
The guard put her cap back on and got up, trembling slightly as she did so.
"M… My name is Lilly," she replied before scampering back to the Office.
Lilly, huh? I don't think so.
Frederick looked after her a moment before the clock tolled 6 and his programming forced him to make his way back to the Showcase area. He had been around Jeremy long enough to know when someone was lying, and even with the little functionality he had of his facial recognition features, he knew the chick was hiding something under that shaking, stammering little figure of hers.