"Oh, no, no, no, NO!" Mike hissed to himself as he frantically checked all the cameras, his thumbs flying. He couldn't find the purple rabbit anywhere. An all-too familiar chill slithered up his back, and he was now sweating buckets. "I KNEW it. These assholes waited all this time, JUST to fuck with me. Shit. I'm dead. I'm dead. I'm SO dead right now..."

Wait! There he was! Bonnie was in the dining area. But instead of standing still and looking creepy, as he usually did when onscreen, the purple rabbit was sitting down at one of the tables, tuning his guitar. Mike was surprised. He'd always figured that the guitar was as fake as all their fur, being nothing more than a kiddie prop...but this one seemed quite real. It had strings and everything.

After tuning the guitar, Bonnie placed the strap around his shoulder and starting playing a little tune. It didn't sound like the cheesy, happy little songs that were normally played for the kids. No, this song had more power and passion behind it. It was a real song. Mike couldn't quite place the song, but he knew it sounded familiar. He had definitely heard it before.

The purple rabbit kept on playing for a while. The melody seemed to fly throughout the pizzeria. Mike couldn't believe what he was hearing - hell, if Bonnie played THIS in the day, he'd sure bring up a lot more customers!

At this point, Mike realized his head was bobbing to the music. But he didn't care anymore. This song was just so damn good that he couldn't help it.

As Bonnie started playing a totally kick-ass solo, Mike whooped and clapped. He was just so into this tune! "Yeah, you go, Bon!" he cheered on.

Suddenly, Bonnie stopped playing, having heard the strange noises coming from the corridor. He glanced up, and seconds later, the feed on the camera blacked out, showing only static. When it came back on a bit later, Bonnie was no longer there. Only the guitar was, lying on the table.

Mike gasped, his eyes wide. Oh no, Bonnie had noticed him. He was so dead now, he knew it. Why the hell did he speak up?!

Frantically, he started checking the cameras, trying to find where the hell the purple rabbit had gone. He wasn't in the Backstage room. He wasn't at Pirate's Cove. He wasn't anywhere in the hallway, and he wasn't at the door.

No. Bonnie was nowhere in sight.

Determined to keep his ass alive till six AM, Mike kept flickering through the film, hoping to catch a glimpse of Bonnie somewhere. He couldn't have just vanished into thin air like that!

Suddenly, he stopped cold as he caught the sound of hydraulics softly whirring. Mike immediately started shaking and his heart started pumping as he slowly turned around, awaiting his doom.

Bonnie was standing right behind him, his red eyes making contact with Mike's blue ones. Turns out he had entered from the opposite hall. But instead of screeching loudly and then knocking him out, or something like that, Bonnie simply looked back at him, looking curious.

Man and rabbit stared at each other, both completely still. Mike's heart was beating so hard, he was sure it would jump out of his throat at this point. Why wasn't Bonnie mauling him and stuffing his bloody carcass into a suit? Why was he just standing there?

Bonnie's eyes danced up and down, obviously looking him over. He blinked twice as he noticed the golden badge on the night guard's chest. Curious, he slowly started to reach out for it.

Mike completely lost his shit at this point. Bonnie was gonna kill him now. He was gonna die. He couldn't move, he couldn't think; he was so scared. He squeezed his eyes shut and let out the loudest scream of his life.

Apparently, Bonnie wasn't expecting this. He let out a terrified, inhumane-sounding screech of his own and turned away, placing his arms up to shield his face. He stayed still, his metal endoskeleton quivering in fear.

Mike recovered from his initial fright and looked over at Bonnie, dumbfounded. He was surprised to see the animatronic act like that. Was Bonnie actually afraid of him? Was Mike not going to get stuffed into a suit? He didn't seem to portray any animosity. In fact, he looked absolutely terrified.

Great, now he felt bad for actually scaring the animatronic, however evil it might be.

"Hey, um..." Mike said softly. He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, watching as Bonnie peeked out from under his arms. "Sorry. I-I didn't mean to scream like that...I wasn't quite expecting you to be here, heh..."

Bonnie tentatively removed his arms from his face. His large red eyes looked right into Mike's, looking fearful, but also curious at the same time. His furry ears twitched a bit.

Mike's eyes widened and he held his breath as Bonnie reached out for him again. But instead of grabbing him and dragging him along to be stuffed into a suit, Bonnie merely touched the golden badge that determined Mike's status as a nighttime security guard. The purple rabbit cocked his head and blinked twice, looking confused.

Mike followed his gaze. "Oh, that? That's my badge. I work here, but you probably already knew that," he said, shrugging his shoulders. I've been here for weeks, you know."

Bonnie still looked confused. He pointed to the badge again his jaw slowly opening and closing, as if he was attempting to speak. Mike looked over and fiddled with the golden scrap of metal. "Well, in case you don't know, I'm the night guard here. I sit here and I watch you guys on the tablet."

He didn't know why he was speaking to Bonnie in this manner. The rabbit was a damn fucking killer...yet, now that he was moving again, he only showed mere curiosity at Mike's words. Why? Why was Bonnie not killing him? Bonnie seemed to comprehend the words this time. He nodded and blinked a few times in understanding, but he made no other movements. All was still, except for Mike's breathing and Bonnie's servos humming softly.

"Hey, um, you're standing a little close to me. I-I would appreciate it if y-you stepped back a bit," Mike said nervously. He braced himself, waiting for the purple rabbit to screech in response and drag him away to be killed, but no dice.

Instead, Bonnie made a clicking noise from his voice box and stepped away, standing at a polite distance. He then started to bob back and forth on his feet like a child, occasionally clapping his paws together. After a bit, Bonnie stopped bobbing and stood still, looking less afraid of the human now. He lifted his furry paw and pointed at himself.

"M-My name is B-Bonnie..." he said, his voice box sounding distorted and strange. For some reason, it didn't quite sound like his pre-recorded voice in the daytime. Instead, it sounded more...real. It still had a metallic ring, but it still strikingly resembled a human's: slightly low-pitched, with the slightest hint of a country twang.

Mike was confused by this gesture until the rabbit pointed at him.

"Y-Your name...?" Bonnie said, trying to get his glitchy voice box to work properly. It had been quite some time since he had last used it (and not the pre-recorded words).

"Oh, uh, I'm Mike Schmidt," Mike said quickly. "But you can just call me Mike if you want, I don't mind."

Bonnie went still as he processed all this information into his memory banks. After that was done, he made another clicking noise, then extended his paw towards the night guard. "N-Nice to meet you, M-Mike!" he said, his voice box getting better with every word.

Mike laughed a bit and shook the rabbit's paw. "Nice to meet you too, Bonnie," he said. "So...I guess this means you're not gonna kill me?"

Bonnie's eyes widened at this. Then he threw his head back and laughed loudly. It sounded a little weird due to the glitching voice box, but it didn't sound creepy like Freddy's laugh. It just sounded like Bonnie was laughing at a joke Mike had told.

"K-Kill you? W-Why would I kill you?" Bonnie giggled, having to hold his side. "We are programmed to never hurt anyone, not a child or an a-adult!"

Mike was dumbfounded at this. "Wha...But you guys have all tried to kill me ever since I started to work here!" he cried out.

Bonnie kept laughing, having to actually wipe a tear of oil protruding from his eye. "You're silly, M-Mike! We have never tried to harm anyone, ever! But if a bad guy, like a robber or a vandal breaks in, then Freddy takes care of that, since he's the strongest. But he never actually kills them!"

Mike didn't know what to say to this. Those fucking robots had been trying to stuff him into a suit since day one...but here Bonnie was, saying that all of them would never lay a malicious hand on anyone. What gives?

At this moment, both Mike and Bonnie jumped as a crash was heard from the outside. Instinctively, Mike grabbed the tablet and started flickering through the cameras, trying to find the source of the noise. As he came across a black screen with the AUDIO ONLY words embedded within the feed and loud metal clanging, then he knew that it was coming from the kitchen.

Another burglar, or had another animatronic come out to play?

Bonnie, hearing this, clapped his large paws happily. "Alright, Chica must be making us some pizza!" he called out excitedly. "She makes the best food ever, you know! Ooh! Wait! I should introduce you to her! Come on, Mike!"

With that, Mike was suddenly dragged out of the Office and both of them headed towards the kitchen.