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I should be uploading regularly now. Sorry I was gone so long. Ideas are appreciated. I may do yours if I like it.

Christmas was coming and nobody could wait. The pizzeria remained open for Christmas because the animatronics were good enough to manage the place as well as entertain the kids.

It was Christmas Eve and the teens were back. Cheek was the first to notice them walk in, and she ran to Bon-Bon and told him. The teens walked into the room they were in, seeking revenge. However, Bon-Bon was out of their view, and all they could see was Cheek. They approached her, and Bon-Bon showed himself. He held his guitar as if he were going to hit them with it.

"That could have been bad,"Cheek said.

"Yes it could have," Bon-Bon replied.

They went on, minding their own business. Freddy stopped them in their tracks.

"Hey, you two. I've heard you guys did something you probably shouldn't have," he said.

"Polly told you, didn't she," Cheek asked, crossing her arms.

"Guilty," Polly replied, startling all three of them. "And you weren't supposed to tell them, Freddy."

"This is a load of shit, Polly! I'm sick of it! You used to be so nice, but ever since we fucked, you became a bitch. I'm done. Absolutely DONE with this. It is none of your concern, yet you blackmail us constantly just to get what you want from us. It's annoying and completely fucked up. I'm sick of it!" Bon-Bon snapped. He had absolutely had it.

"Geez, son. Calm yourself," Bonnie joined. "We already know what you guys did and we are very disappointed and hurt by this."

"I-im sorry, dad," Bon-Bon said, trying not to cry.

"I understand, son. You won't be able to live this down, but right now I think you should focus on Polly," Bonnie replied, nodding toward Polly. She was in a chair, sobbing.

"Oh, shit," Bon-Bon said under his breath. He walked over to Polly and said, "Polly, I'm so sorry for what I said. I went way too overboard and lost my temper. Are you alright?"

"I-i'm fine. I was the one that was being an ass. I shouldn't get into your business like that!" Polly cried.

"No, what I said was unnecessary and rude. Now, can we put this behind us and try to go back to normal?" Bon-Bon said softly.

"I-I guess so. Yeah," Polly replied, calming down.

"Good. Is there anything I could do for you?" Bon-Bon asked.

"No, thanks," Polly said, not crying anymore.

"Okay. Again, terribly sorry. I can't believe myself. And on Christmas Eve!" Bon-Bon added.

Everyone parted and went to put up decorations. When Bon-Bon was getting a box of ornaments, he zoned out. He was thinking about how Polly must be doing. As he was thinking, a heavy box on top of the box of ornaments fell on his head, knocking him out cold. It made a noise loud enough for everyone to hear. Everyone came running down to see what was the matter.

When they arrived, they were shocked to find Bon-Bon laying on the floor unconscious. They brought him into the storage room and put him on a table. After a few hours, we woke up and everyone was gone. He walked out of the storage room and into the main dining area. He heard fast footsteps coming closer. When he looked up, he was greeted by Cheek throwing her arms around him, nearly knocking him down. He hugged her back and went to look for the others.

He found the others watching TV in the arcade. He opened the door and everyone looked back at him.

"Morning, sleeping beauty!" Betty exclaimed.

"Hey! Only I call him that!" Cheek responded.

"After what you did, you don't have the right to call him that," Betty replied. Cheek scoffed.

"Hey, like I said, you'll never live this down," Bonnie added.

Cheek rolled her eyes and took a seat. Surprisingly, Polly was back to her nice self again. She didn't seem to care that they had sex anymore. She was just her usual self again. Both Bon-Bon and Cheek were more comfortable with talking to her again and they eventually forgot about the whole thing.

It was nearing time to go to sleep, and Bonnie sent Bon-Bon and Cheek to their beds and planned out what the adults going to do for Christmas gifts. He was startled by Foxy's hook on his shoulder. He turned around to see Foxy standing there.

"Lad, Mr. Fazbear be havin us relocate tomorrow. Said tat it be a great improvement."

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Yes, I know my chapters are short now, but I just returned. Just gonna say this: There will be a big change coming. Be prepared.