(Sorry for lack of updates, I've been sick.)
Tim tapped his finger impatiently against the counter. "What's up?" TB asked him. "The advisor Freddy sent should have been here by now…" He grumbled, staring at the clock. The door opened, and a purple rabbit walked in. "Hi, sorry I'm late. I had an… errand to run." Tim stood up and shook his hand. "Oh, that's alright. I'm Tim." The rabbit nodded. "I'm Bonnie. Freddy tells me you're interested in starting a sister location here." Tim nodded. "We have a plan to get supplies, I don't think employment will be a problem, and we recently secured a building." Bonnie nodded. "And what about the attraction?" "We have something ready for that as well. I have a question though… Freddy said something was lurking here?" Bonnie was silent for a moment. "Don't worry about that. Now, you said you had a location? I'd like to see it, if you don't mind." Tim shrugged. "Sure…" He hadn't liked how Bonnie had dodged the question, but he decided to let it slide. As they left, a young yellow chicken came in. She went to the counter and rang the bell. Chica came out from the kitchen. "Hi. What can I get you, hun?" The younger chick cleared her throat. "Um, I'm actually here for a job." Chica thought for a moment before remembering the help wanted ad she put on the door. "Ah. Well, I could always use another hand. Here, have a seat, I just have to ask you a few questions."
Tim opened the door to the Toreador Diner, and allowed Rachel and Bonnie in. Rachel hung back near the doorway, watching as Bonnie walked around, talking about business things with Tim. "We could put a stage up over there, maybe an arcade over there." Tim said as he followed Bonnie. "Perhaps. But we're going to really have to renovate this place, and that's going to take a lot of money…" He wandered into the back rooms, with Tim following him. Soon after they left, the door opened again and the man, Mari, walked in. "Ah, I didn't expect you to be here." He smiled at Rachel. "Well, an… associate wanted to have a look, so we brought them here." Mari just nodded. "That's fine. You know, I never did get to ask… what kind of venue are you planning to open?" Before Rachel could answer, Bonnie came out. He suddenly stiffened, almost causing Tim to crash into him. As he locked eyes with Mari, a clear tension filled the air. "Well, well well." Mari said. His voice had almost completely changed, no longer a kind voice, but now a voice dripping with malice and hatred. Bonnie just growled. "You." Mari laughed. "Yes," he reached into his coat and pulled out a white mask with purple streaks. "It's me."
"So, what's this do?" TB asked as he picked up a part. "That's a motor." Foxy responded. He had received a shipment of parts and was continuing work on the animatronics. "I thought you were driving Tim somewhere?" TB set the motor down on the table. "The guy he met had a personal car. I got bored, so I came here. What's this?" Foxy laughed. "That's called a battery." "Oh. I knew that." "Sure you did." Foxy grabbed a screwdriver and began attaching a cover. "So, what do you think?" TB asked as he leaned against the wall. Foxy looked up. "About what?" TB shrugged. "Their plan. Bright eyes sure has a of confidence." 'Well, I'm sure Tim knows what he's doing." Foxy said. "Alright, let's try this." He flipped the power switch on Ballora's back.
The switch clicked, but nothing happened. "Great. What could be the problem?" Foxy groaned. He started unscrewing a cover when the animatronic suddenly jolted upwards with a bang. Smoke began seething out it's stomach, and Ballora's face plates suddenly shot open, revealing it's endoskeleton. "Foxy? Are you alright?" TB called. "Yeah… hang on…" Foxy turned on a ventilation fan, allowing the smoke to billow out. "What happened?" TB asked as he observed the smoldering animatronic. "I… don't know. I must have missed a connection somewhere." Foxy muttered. "What happened to your hand?" Bon asked, noticing that it looked burned. "Oh, must have gotten singed from the backfire." Foxy said. "It's nothing." Ignoring his injury, Foxy grabbed a tool and began working again. TB shook his head. If Foxy kept this up, he could very well kill himself, he thought.
"Hey, look, maybe we can all calm down." Bonnie and Mari were locked in a staring contest. Bonnie's face was unreadable, and Mari's face was covered by the mask he put on, leaving Tim clueless as to what they were feeling. The silence was scary, and everyone seemed frozen in time. Mari suddenly moved at an alarming speed and charged at Bonnie, tackling him to the ground. Bonnie was caught off guard for a moment, but was able to recover and block Mari's punches. Tim and Rachel were shocked and unsure what to do. Suddenly, a golden bear burst through the door, pulling Mari off of Bonnie. "Enough." He growled. Mari said nothing, but kept his eyes trained on Bonnie as Tim helped him up. "So, you're here too." He remarked to the bear. After a moment, the golden bear released him. "No sale." Mari said in a low voice. "W-what?" Tim stuttered. "I said no sale. I will not allow a Freddy Fazbear's in this town." With that, Mari turned and left."What was that all about?" Rachel asked, turning to Bonnie. "It's… a long story." Bonnie turned to the bear. "I didn't expect you to come. Did you finish?" The golden bear shook his head. "Almost. I was going to check on you when I saw him, so I hung back and watched through the window." Bonnie nodded. "Well, thanks." The bear smiled and left. Turning back to the two, Bonnie sighed. "Alright… Guessing you have questions. Where should I begin…."