(Note to self: Don't upload until you type [END CHAPTER] at the bottom, and delete the [WIP] at the bottom. Second note to self, delete this before uploading.)
Writing Max on this website is a pain in the backside because writing "Mr." ends up with the name getting deleted... FanfictonNet devs PLEASE fix this.
Kurama: Thanks, I fully expected it to be a trainwreck. I hope to live up to that potential.
Guest: Thanks! I do have a good idea for the plot... I just hope I can pull off the execution well.
AUTHORS NOTE: I actually wrote this one in the document editor, so any errors that resulted from the previous chapter being copy pasted from Google Docs won't appear here. Buuuuut it will prevent me from indenting the start of each perspective.
If you haven't read DeltaV's "Just Another Night at Freddy's", then you should. As this kinda acts a pseudo continuation of that.
[BONNIE #2, 6:00 AM]
As 6AM hit and the nightguard left, Bonnie didn't lock up. She would've been surprised if the program restricting her Free Roam mode hadn't been deleted at the old pizzeria. She just wished she didn't have to scare that tabloid writer in order to convince Arianna to delete it. The only good part of that memory is that it was back before the old pizzeria was shut down.
But she had a new priority, dealing with that other Bonnie. She had to focus on finding a way to teach that other Bonnie the difference between man and endoskeleton, before they stuff someone in a suit. If she had a stomach, it would be doing backflips at the thought of that happening.
She glanced at her blue counterpart, standing still with a worried look on their face. She winced when they turned their gaze to her, revealing that the blue rabbit hadn't locked up either. She started to panic, what if he mistook the daystaff for endoskeletons and tried suiting them? She had to find some way to stop that from happening, and she had to figure it out before the daystaff get here-
*Click*
She heard the front doors open, and a group of people walked in. They all had uniforms similar to what the nightguard was wearing, yellow and with a Freddy Fazbear icon on their backs. These were obviously the daystaff, but it looks like Fazbear Entertainment switched from purple uniforms to yellow. Except for one who was dressed in orange, he stood out among the other daystaff.
As the passed through the dining hall, Bonnie noticed that one of them bared a striking resemblance to the man from last night... But that couldn't be him, he'd need sleep after the night shi- "You really should take some time off, you can't keep working nonsto-" The man in orange started talking, but the other man interrupted.
"You're doing a checkup on both Bonnies, not to mention working on a new name for the blue one. I am getting involved in that whether you like it or not, especially after last night." The man yawned. "I waited here for a reason, If it gets bad enough I'll just take a nap here." This surprised Bonnie, as she expected him to go home at 6 AM.
The man in orange stopped wide eyed for a second, then sighed and continued. "You aren't even a mechanic, you're-"
"Just an artist who picked up the night guard position, only to whack my head on a table and-." the nightguard stopped mid sentence and paused at the stage and stared right at Bonnie. He then turned back to the man in orange who was still shocked by their response. "hey quick question, does anybody else know about... You know?" he said while pointing at the bunny behind him with his thumb.
"Just us, we should discuss it while 'performing maintenance' on Bonnie in the repair room." the man in orange explained, receiving confused glances from the nearby staff. He moved a dolly to the stage before getting onto the stage, he then silently hushed Bonnie and motioned Ethen to help move her onto the dolly.
[ETHEN D'KRAFT, 6:15]
Max Toonestone led Ethen and Bonnie to a room with a table and some tools, as well as felt, spare parts, and buckets of oil. If the oil gave off a stench, Ethen didn't notice. He never smelled anything before, why start now? "How ya doin' bud?" Ethen asked his new buddie.
"Still sad about Mike being gone, are my friends okay?" Bonnie asked.
"Chica is, but Freddy and Foxy are missing. The ones on the stage were salvaged from other Freddy Fazbear's Pizza locations." Max answered to Bonnie's dismay.
"Wow, and I thought I was blunt." Ethen quipped before going over to silently console the now crying bunny.
Ethen still had a multitude of questions, as he wasn't aware of exactly who Mike was. He didn't know much of what happened there, the most he knew were from the games based on rumors of what happened in the 90's. But if those rumors were true then they couldn't be about her, because she didn't try stuffing him last night.
It was then that Ethen heard a knock at the door, he opened it to see the other Bonnie.
"Hey, y-you're that endoskeleton from last n-"
*SLAM*
Ethen shoved the door in the metallic monster's face. "Uh, guys, we got a problem here." Ethen loudly informed with adrenaline rising, but something confused him about what the animatronic stated "Wait, what did he mean by 'last night'?" he asked the purple bunny.
"He wanted to stuff you in a suit last night," she explained somberly as the animatronic outside banged on the door.
"...but you stopped him?" Ethen asked, connecting the dots. Bonnie simply nodded. Ethen considered asking her to deal with the metal rabbit outside the door, but Max beat him to it.
"Bonnie, could you please do us a favour and handle the other you?" he pleaded.
"O-okay." she sniffled while getting up, she got to the door and ripped it open after letting Ethen move out of the way. She stared at the metal rabbit,
"Uh-" the metal monster started,
"I told you these aren't endoskeletons." Bonnie told the blue abomination.
"Bu-"
"Go!"
"I have to-"
"I'm not letting you make the same mistake I did!" Bonnie yelled abruptly, before flinching in what seemed like a realization of what she just said. Ethen wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, but he was smart enough to realise what that meant. There was a long and uncomfortable silence... until Ethen spoke.
"WHAT!?" he yelled in a horrified manner.
"You didn't know?" Max asked the panicked nightguard.
"Why would I know about that!?" The rising fear and stress impeded his thought process, he was quickly being reduced to a hysterical mess.
"Well, it's part of the reason why Mike Schmidt is such a legend among Fazbear veterans. If it weren't for him, the animatronics would've kept on stuffing nightguards into suits filled with sharp metal." Max explained.
Ethen simply stared at the purple bunny, many questions raced through his mind but only one of them could escape his lips. "Wh... Why? Why would you do something like that?!"
[BONNIE #2, 6:20 AM]
To say this was a bad day would be an understatement. She had lost her friends, hurt another nightguard, has to deal with another animatronic making the same mistake as her, and ruined her chances with what could've been a new friend. It was all too much at once for anyone, let alone the most emotionally sensitive of the classic animatronics. The room was veiled in a cold silence, the tension was so thick you could cut it. Everyone was either scared, concerned or guilt ridden.
"Uh, you know what, I... I'm just gonna..." the Blue Rabbit stuttered before leaving the 3 people to their silent stare off.
"Well," Max intervened in an attempt to settle the chaos, "How about we calm down and tal-".
"Calm down? CALM DOWN?! That metallic freak killed people and you're trying to bring them back to entertain children!" Ethen screamed, each word wounding the purple bunny like a knife. She couldn't stand being there any longer, especially when it felt like her presence was just making everything worse. She did the only thing she could think of in such a panicked state, she ran.
Bonnie dashed through the arcade, she was blinded by fear and distress to the point where she didn't even notice that she bulldozed through a few employees until she ran straight into one and knocked them over. The shock from that impact snapped Bonnie out of her fear and guilt-blinded state, she looked down at the man she just ran into and saw a confused and scared look on the man's face. This look made her feel worse, it didn't exactly help that he bore a resemblance to one of the nightguards from her old pizzaria.
She continued her panic-blinded escape and ducked into the nearest room, it was dark and had shelves of spare parts and merchandise. She didn't know what the room was but all that mattered to her was that no one else was here, meaning that things couldn't get worse.
[MAX TOONSTONE, 6:20 AM]
Bonnie had just ran out of the storage room, and human screams followed shortly after. Max facepalmed as his disappointment raised, the poor bunny had been through a lot and Ethen just went and made it worse. Sure he didn't know the full extent of what happened and was caught up in the moment, but he did know she protected him last night... right?
"Mister Kraft, you and I will have a serious discussion later, but for now-"
"A serious discussion? About what, the murderous robo-" the nightguard interjected,
"What happened back then was more akin to manslaughter, she had thought they were nude endoskeletons and didn't realise what she had done until it was too late." Max firmly corrected him, disappointment clear in his voice. "Need I remind you that she prevented the other Bonnie from suiting you last night? Or again this morning?"
Ethen moved to object, but stopped before he could say anything. His enraged expression melted into one of realisation, "Not to mention that they are obviously grieved by their past." Max added.
After a few moments of what Max could only assume was thinking, Ethen sighed and his head hung low. "You're right, we... I have to fix this. But we are going to talk about the animatronics later."
[END CHAPTER]
Well... crap certainly hit the fan in this chapter.
You know... I actually planned to have this chapter switch the focus to Foxy for a little bit, but I decided to continue the Bonnie drama instead. You will be seeing him in night 2 though, maybe Chica as well.