Author's Note:

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Chapter 120

Rabbits

"What's your problem?" Bonnie whispered.

Toby looked at him in fear, "W-what?" The older rabbit hadn't said anything since Toby found him and started helping him to the main room. Something was wrong with Bonnie's leg but Hedy couldn't come out to fix it. She was busy with… with Foxy. He still hadn't figured out a way to tell Bonnie what had happened to the fox.

"Why're you being less of a butt now?" Bonnie ground out through the pain as Toby held him up best he could.

Toby was quiet as they walked. "I grew up I guess."

"That was fast. Ruby really beat it into you..."

"Hmph," Toby grunted.

"...seriously...did I do something to you?"

"No. Even if you did, it would be Benji, not you. You're not responsible," Toby shook his head, looking upset, "You're never responsible. For any of this."

He'd been near Springtrap at some point and he'd heard… he'd heard Michael talking. To Spring. Realising that Spring was aware of what was happening had made him sick and it also made him wonder. Did the Originals...

Bonnie looked freaked out and depressed now. "Oh n-no...i-is Hedy...!?"

"She's fine..." Toby said, frustrated. He didn't know with what. Maybe with everything.

They were quiet for a minute before Bonnie put his hand in front of Toby's face.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Toby asked in genuine confusion, distracted from his thoughts.

"Plastic sucks at wiping away oil," Bonnie said with a little exasperation. "You're getting it all over yourself. You know Hedy's going to see you crying and she's not going to let it go, like me. She'll get it out of you."

"I'm not crying!"

"Then where'd the oil come from?"

Toby fell mulishly silent for a moment.

"I don't understand..."

"Just use my fur you jerk," Bonnie mumbled. "I'm leaking enough oil that Hedy's not going to notice a little more."

"Ewww."

Bonnie glared at him and rubbed his hand over Toby's face while the Toy protested. "Oh, stop complaining."

Toby glared at him, annoyed but mostly clean. A least no one could tell the oil smudges were tears.

The main room was approaching and Bonnie needed to get to Hedy, but Toby stopped. Maybe he was delaying the inevitable. Maybe he was honestly curious. He didn't know. "Bonnie...did you...ever enjoy killing night guards?"

Bonnie stared at him for a second. "What? No. I hated it...still do..."

Toby looked away and nodded. He moved to keep walking but Bonnie didn't. Toby looked up in confusion.

Bonnie stared. "...Don't...don't tell anyone. Especially not Ruby...when she's back."

Toby nodded.

"Promise!" Bonnie demanded.

"I promise. I won't tell anyone what you're about to tell me unless you say so," Toby whispered. The building shook around them, but gently, like it somehow knew this was secret. They doubted anyone else felt it.

Bonnie looked at the building then Toby in shock. Toby seemed just as surprised but still serious. "O-oh...well...some nights...after a while...I just gave up trying to keep a moral high ground. I'd get so tired that there wasn't a way out. I'd get so frustrated a-and I j-just...I'd actually want to kill the next night guard, and sometimes I would. And it felt good to not fight against it for once. Th-then I'd feel awful again and sit for hours staring at the blood until Foxy dragged me away to get cleaned up. It was a never-ending cycle..."

Toby looked away. "It was just a game to me. I didn't think of them as people. I would imagine all the awful things each of them did, even if it was just stories I made up. I pretended they were horrible people and that made it okay to get rid of them, fun even."

"What was different about Hedy?"

"Well, she wasn't a night guard. But she was an adult so I came up with stories anyway though it was a little harder. She liked hitting puppies with her car. She spat at babies. Things like that."

Bonnie snorted. "I can't imagine her doing that."

Toby looked uncomfortable. "I couldn't either...not after she kept coming back and telling us more about herself though we tried to not care. One night she just hooked up a car battery to the metal cage that the guard at the warehouse usually sits in and read a bunch of books she liked over the loudspeaker. It was probably just to taunt us, but it was weird hearing her just talk. She makes up voices for different characters."

"Cool. We should make her do story time during the day shift sometimes if she can ever come in..."

"Yeah..I-it was like I could hear what she was like, but also what other people were really like. The characters in the stories. It was easier to ignore those because they were fictional. I could say real people weren't like those characters. But still..."

Bonnie nodded and they started walking again.

They didn't say anything else as they entered the main room and Hedy's eyes flashed to Bonnie in a mix of worry and relief. But she was still preoccupied.

"Over there," she said shortly, pointing at the stage to have Bonnie sit down. She looked frazzled, her hair sticking up in odd places despite how many times she tugged her ponytail tighter.

Bonnie didn't move for a moment, staring at his best friend in fear and shock. "Foxy?!"

"Toby, did you find Spring?"

"No."

"It took forever to find Foxy," Mangle said as she shifted on her feet beside where Hedy was working on her fellow fox. "Practically had to drag his butt back here.

"I can walk M-M-MA-Maan-ngg-g-gle," Foxy jolted, surprised at the glitching in his voice.

Mangle scoffed at the other fox.

"Foxy stop talking if you can't keep your jaw gears still," Hedy scolded. "Bonnie, sit down. He's going to be okay."

Bonnie didn't sit down. He unsteadily tried to rush over, making Toby squawk as he scrambled to keep the older rabbit upright. "What happened?"

"We're still missing Chica and Spring," Hedy said from next to Foxy while Mike and Jeremy ran around cleaning or helping.

"I'll look for Chica," Toby said with a glance at Bonnie as he left.

He didn't want to see Spring.

"What happened!" Bonnie yelled this time. They hadn't heard him yell in a long time.

Foxy had a pained look as he shakily gave Bonnie a thumbs up.

Hedy glared at him but she was too busy frantically clamping oil tubes and crimping sparking wires. She was covered in oil as it dripped down her hands and soaked into her clothes. "Felix got frustrated and decided to take it out on Foxy."

"Take it ou-His face, Hedy!"

"I'm fine!" Foxy said, flinching in pain and squirming away. His endoskeleton mouth flapped thanks to habit as he talked and Hedy wordlessly growled at him to shut up as her fingers nearly got pinched and a spurt of oil sprayed on her face.

"Your mouth is gone!"

"It's right here Bonnie…" Hedy gestured to beside her, where Foxy's dented and scratched up lower jaw sat.

"Ow. Ow ow. Ow! Mechanic!" Foxy squeezed his eyes shut and gripped the table, leaving dents as he snarled.

"Foxy I know it hurts. A lot. But I can't turn off the sensors yet," Hedy said, wiping her face with an already dirty rag."

Bonnie looked like he wanted to cry. Chi was crying, shoulders shaking silently.

Goldy was still absent from the room while Freddy was pacing.

The only Toys present were Mangle and Chi. The others were still looking for Spring.

Bonnie swayed where he was standing and Chi barely caught him in time, squeaking at his weight.

"Tonight was...better," Puppet said, leaning on a wall as he watched. "However, the ghosts are more irritated. We turned the tables in our favour and they retaliated. I'm not surprised."

Chi helped lower Bonnie down to sit and he shot Puppet an annoyed look. He could say that since it wasn't his friend leaking oil everywhere…

If Puppet noticed, he didn't let on. But he was watching Foxy carefully as Hedy worked.

"Foxy, please," Hedy said, a bit gentler. "You need to stop fidgeting."

"...sorry..ah. OW. BLOODY-"

"'Bloody' is a swear too, you know. Not just a pirate thing," Hedy said with a grunt.

He glowered at her but fell silent, wincing every now and then.

"Why does it hurt so much?" Mike asked, handing Hedy a clean rag from her bag as he passed by. He had seen her reattach Bonnie's whole arm and bend parts of Chica's leg back into place. It hurt, but damage to the extremities seemed more bearable for the bots.

"There's a lot more wires in the face area," Bonnie said, wincing as Foxy looked at him in pain.

Chi flinched, remembering years past and what Bonnie had gone through while Mangle just nodded.

"So uh...how's Foxy talking?" Mike asked.

"Suits are just for looks," Hedy said, straightforward but oddly not bothered by the questions. "They talk from speakers in the back of the mouth and the tops off the torso. The endoskeleton connects to the suit jaw and makes the mouth and expressions move in time with the words."

Mike looked over the mess. "That why there are so many little oil tubes in the face? All the moving parts that are constantly used?"

Hedy nodded. She pointed to oily "tear" streaks from Foxy's eyes. "It's worse if they 'cry,' It means they cracked open an oil leak behind their eyes."

"Yeah crying isn't normal…" Mangle muttered.

Bonnie tore his eyes away from Foxy to glance at the door Toby left through.

"Everyone will be okay," Hedy murmured.

They weren't sure if she was trying to convince herself or them though.

Michael was done with Wiggy's little game. It was time to finish things. She'd picked up some annoying habits from Ruby though.

He crept through the building, avoiding most of the inhabitants. There were only two he wanted to talk to.

He smiled when he found them together already. That cut down on searching time.

Felix cut off his rant when Michael made himself known and Ginny stiffened.

"Oh calm down. I'm just here to talk to you two brats," he told them.

They both stared at him suspiciously.

"What do you want?" Felix spat.

"Well I want this nonsense to end. We actually have a common goal here kiddos."
Ginny scoffed softly.

"You want little Wiggy to stop and don't want me to get her." he smiled. "How about a temporary truce so we can get to doing what we actually want? I'll leave Wiggy to you to kill, if you'll help me get Jeremy and Mike."
"Why would you suddenly change your mind about killing Wiggy?" Ginny snapped defensively.

"Oh I still want to kill her. But I'm irritated with all of them. I want a clean slate. New night time employees. That's what you want isn't it?"

They were both stupid kids, but not complete idiots.

Ginny glared. "If you're not going after Wiggy, why would we hurt her?"

Michael noticed her guilty glance away but pretended not to see. He smirked. "You don't? After everything she's done to you? Leaving you? Not letting you close this place so you can move on? Hm. Well I don't give a fuck what you do or don't do to her, so long as Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dumber are out of the way. However…" he leaned down, grinning as both of them instinctively stepped back. "I'm going right back to hunting her like a rat in the walls when Jeremy and Mike are out of the way. So if you care so much about 'protecting' her from me, here's your chance."

Michael straightened up and rolled his eyes up at the ceiling. "Anyway. With her playing termite, none of us really got a chance at finding her unless the boys are dead and those Toys are out of the way first."

"...Is this a Deal?" Ginny asked.

Michael laughed. "You want one? How about, 'I won't go after Wiggy until Jeremy and Mike are out of the way."

Felix frowned. "No. No deals."

Ginny glanced at him in surprise. "Felix…"

"I don't trust him, Gin."

"Smart," Michael said.

Felix ignored him. "If we make a Deal, the building is going to get mad and find some way to twist it against us. It likes Wiggy too much. It helped her hide, Ginny. It never did something like that before."

Ginny stared at him for a moment, before looking back up at Michael.

"You did what?!" Frederick snapped.

Benji looked completely horrified while Cheryl seemed to be struggling with understanding what the other two just told them.

Felix lifted his chin defiantly.

"It's our best shot," Ginny pointed out. "The building is helping her. We won't be able to find her if we don't do it'll take too long. You want to take the risk of the night guard waking up before we do this?"

Even Felix flinched at that idea.

They fell into an uneasy silence.

"I don't like it," Frederick muttered.

"You don't have to," Ginny snapped. "We've just got to do this. And then get the place closed down. You want to move on don't you?"
Something pained flickered in his eyes as he looked away.

"This is our chance. So suck it up," she told them.

"It's just one night. Then we can go back to trying to break Spring so Purple Guy can't do anything anymore. Hedy would just fix him if she was still here," Felix added.

Frederick glared at him and Ginny for a minute, ignoring Benji's panicked looks. "We have to watch him...make sure he doesn't cross us since someone decided not to put a deal in place!"

Felix squinted. "The building would help Wiggy!"

"Hey!" Ginny snapped, breaking them out of the argument, again. "We have to focus. If we don't get Wiggy now we might not get another chance. So shut up and stay away from all the humans and bots today. We don't want to give it away."

"But… we ca-" Benji stammered.

Felix shot Benji a look and the other boy shut up. "We have to, Benji. You don't gotta like it,"

The conflicted look didn't leave Benji but he couldn't bring himself to say anything else.

I'm sorry Hedy. I'm such a coward...
Cheryl glanced at him, sharing his miserable expression.