oh, goodie! a two part! C8

He sat in car for approximately 10 minutes, letting it warm up before he pulled out of his parking spot and out on the slick streets during this silent January snowfall.

It has been snowing well past dusk that day, with large flakes that immediately stuck to the ground and managed to pile up a few inches to the point where Mike felt guilty ordering take out to be delivered at his apartment. After shoveling down a microwave cooked meal, Mike threw on his winter jacket, gloves and scarf and headed our the door.

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"Look at that." Freddy murmured. He stood in behind the windows of the lobby, gazing out at the blanket of snow that was illuminated by the dim yellow streetlights. He held his hands behind his back and kept his chin high as Chica waddled her way by his side, placing her wings on his arm.

"It's so quiet and eerie out..." Chica observed before a smile broke across her beak. "Pretty cool." Her expression fell as her eyes rolled up to glance at Freddy. "Do you think Mike will be here eventually?"

Freddy's eyes closed shut, giving a simple nod. "Sure he will. It's never like Michael to miss a day of work. Perhaps the snow is delaying his arrival."

Chica turned her attention back to the snowfall and carefully rested the side of her head against Freddy's arm. They remained there for a few more minutes until Bonnie strolled over and looked between the two. A few gears whirred around in his head as he took in the sight, something strange filling up in his empty chest.

"What are you two doing?"

Chica turned her head around. "We're watching the snow while waiting for Mike. Wanna watch with us?"

He eyed the way she had her wings wrapped delicately around Freddy's arm.

"It's not like I've never seen snow before." His tone rose in bitterness as he turned around and walked back to the stage, trying hard not to spin his head around to look at them.

As he shuffled his way on the stage, a familiar face poked it's way out of the starry curtain of Pirate's Cove, his features twisted in bewilderment by the rabbit's actions. "Blimey, wha's wit ta attatude, eh? Got eh screw up yer bum or somethin'?" Foxy remarked when he noticed he stiffly Bonnie sat on the edge of the stage, staring ahead with a subtle glare. "Bucko? Ya'll right?"

Bonnie didn't show a noticeable reaction to Foxy's comments. His vision never strayed from the bear and the chicken standing side by side near the windows. "Why do they have to stand so to each other? Alone."

"Eh, who knows." Foxy followed Bonnie's line of sight, understanding what he meant. Poor sucker. "What, ehh...what exactly are ye blabbin' on 'bout? Te fat scurvy dog in te large hat?"

"No," Bonnie tensed. "The one...holding onto him. Why does she always do that? She doesn't like him that way."

Foxy eyed rolled around his head and shook his head in disappointment, until a sly smirk curled it's way to his muzzle. "Me thinks she does. Neva saw da lass so enamored wit' da son uva biscuit eater..." He held his paw to his maw to stifle an upcoming chuckle. "...she told me 'erself."

The way Bonnie's joint twisted in discomfort, the frantic whirring and clicking going on in his system...it brought a sickly pleasure to Foxy to the point where he wanted to cackle and pat himself on the back for the effort.

"She never told me." Bonnie replied bluntly.

Foxy scratched his chin with the sharp point of his hook. "'Cos te wench don' like ye all tat much, tinks yer eh landlubber 'n all...if I were ye though..."

Bonnie looked over at the pirate with sad, haf-lidded eye. "What?"

Foxy glanced around the casually, making sure Freddy and Chica were still in their spots and Mike didn't walk in yet. "If I were ye...I'd blow te bear down. Get that bile sucka outta de picture. Da sweet lil' chicadee be all fer ye." He even lifted up his eye patch to emphasis a wink towards the rabbit.

Thought his offer was dark, Bonnie bowed his head, his ear drooping over in sadness. "I could never do that to the boss. I'm too pathetic and hopeless."

Rolling his eyes once more, Foxy shrugged in defeat, throwing his hook and paw in the air for exaggeration. "Blasts, I 'unno! Run away wit yet tail between yer legs? Tey obviously don' care fer ya either way. Don' be held back by dis place if seein' ta lass with them sparklin' amethyst orbs makes ya sea sick."

Bonnie suddenly perked up, eyes opening in realization. "Ya know...maybe you're right, Foxy. I can do so much more if I wasn't trapped in this place. Especially..."

His voice trailed off and lowered to the lowest whisper his voice box could make audible. "...with them. Always together."

Foxy nodded absent mindlessly along with Bonnie's speech, inspecting the shininess of his hook instead. "I hear ya, ollll' Foxy hears ya."

"I'm leaving tonight."

the pirate fox quickly snapped from his day dreaming and lifted up his eye patch. "Ehe, wait, wa?"

"Tonight. I'll leave when Mike comes, when the doors are unlocked." The rabbit hoisted himself off the stage carefully, turning frontal view towards his fellow animatronic. "Thank you, Foxy. I couldn't have done it without you."

"Ehhh.."

The front doors of the restaurant flew open, a gush of flakes and wind whipping past Freddy and Chica as the latter was shielded from the cold by the bear. Mike visibly shook, taking large, robotic steps into the lobby. "Whoa, windy as hell out there." He slammed the double doors behind him and proceeded to take off his coat and accessories.

Foxy's eyes darted from the doors, to Bonnie, and back to the doors before he slowly lowered his eye patch and gripped his curtain. "We neva spoke." And he disappeared in the depths of his cove.

"Michael!" Freddy joyously welcomed the night guard and helped dust off some snow from his clothing. "So nice of you to finally join us." Chica gathered his winter gear and left it by the radiators to dry.

"Yeah, sorry." Mike grumbled and blew into hands which were cupped together. "Dead of the night, no one around, so the streets weren't exactly clear and in driving condition..."

The two nodded in understanding and guided him over to the main radiator where a small amount of heat was blowing out. "Oh sweet solace." Mike gasped and crouched down to get all the heat he could get.

Chica and Freddy stood close to each other, striking up a conversation with Mike, their backs facing the stage. Bonnie stood their emotionless for a few slow minutes before he made his move. With each cautious step, he was careful not to make a noise through the creeks under the carpet. It was basically sneaking around to avoid the cameras, except that two of his allies were close by and more likely to spot him quicker than Mike can react. He mapped out a straight forward beeline towards the front doors, his head facing them but his eyes rolled to face the other three. He reached the doors, and fiddling around the handle to get a good grasp on it with his large paws, he opened it ever so carefully, luckily when the weather had calmed for a couple of seconds and slipped out as he left the doors opened a crack without no body noticing.

"...And so this bitch cut me off, but that's when I finally got here." Mike had finally relaxed his body and was slumped against the wall, practically leaning on the heater for support. The two animatronics stood there with him, listening attentively to Mike's rant to be polite. Foxy, in the meantime, had poked his head out through the slip in the curtains after hearing Bonnie's muffled footsteps across the carpet. If he knew the wretched rabbit was serious about leaving, he wouldn't have gone on like that. Curse him and his wonderful ability to coax!

Sticking out his muzzle, Foxy nervously lifted his eye patch with his hook and surveyed the room, but didn't see the rabbit anywhere. There was a 75 percent chance he left for another room...

But then the fox's eyes landed on the two glass doors that led outside, in the rapidly increasing blizzard. Foxy hesitated to look any closer but his eyesight did not deceive him; he noticed one of the doors opened by a slight crack, and he know Mike shuts them when he walked in. A spiral of wind and snow came swooping down in the parking lot and whipped around before it made it's way to the doors and-

"Oh, blimey..." he mumbled.

The double doors were thrown open by the incredible force of the storm that howled as dirt, gravel and snow came rushing in, coating the carpet and nearby chairs and tables. Mike jumped to his feet instinctively, Foxy fell back into his cove and Freddy stood in front of Chica before shuffling over to assist Mike it closing the doors again.

"Fuck, me..." Mike panted and locked the doors tightly shut. "I could have sworn I closed them when I came in. I always do, dammit."

"Strange..." Freddy remarked out loud, Chica following closely behind. She tsk'd and allowed her eyes roam around the dining area, not excited to clean up this mess now. But she'll have Bonnie help her.

She lifted her head and blinked a few times, the gears turning in her head.

"Bonnie?"

She took a few steps forward towards the stage. "Bonnie?"

She took another few steps towards the hallways. "Bon Bon?"

Chica's eye began frantically scanning the room. She bent her joints, a sense of panic overcoming her.

"F-Fre-ddd-y," her voice box faltered as she took the bear's paw. "I can't-I don't-w-where's Bonnie?"

Freddy examined her quickly and walked around the dining hall, down the hallways, in the supply closet and behind the stage. He searched every room while Chica checked them after him, Foxy stayed put in his cove as Mike checked the cameras in the office.

"This is impossible." Freddy stated and lifted his head. "Bonnie, stop playing around. Come out this instant."

The others froze in place, but they were greeted by dead silence.

"Oh gosh..." Chica lifted her wings to her face, her eyes on the verge of leaking. "W-where c-coould he-he-ha-he have gone...?"

Freddy and Mike grimly thought to themselves until someone cleared his voice box of static and meekly spoke up.

"Argg...but, eh, pardon me Fazbear 'n faithful Mikey," Foxy slowly reached his hook out past the curtain and pointed it uncertainly towards the front doors. "Perhaps...te lad took a small detour...afar."

All three exchanged uncertain glances until they turned their attention to the dangerous blizzard that was blowing past their windows.

"O-ooohh, how could he?" Chica squeaked and walked over to the windows while Freddy turned his whole body towards Foxy, a menacing glare overtaking his features.

"Foxy, what have you done?"

Foxy scrambled backwards under Freddy's stare, holding up a shaking finger. "L-lemme explain, capin', er, u-uhhh, Fazbear, b-but may I smartly say wha-at a nice top hat you've got on der-"

"Enough!" Fazbear held up his paw, silencing the fox. "Is Bonnie out there, in that storm, all alone?"

Foxy locked eyes with his boss, squirming in his own suit, before he calmed down and lowered his head in shame. "Aye."

The bear pointed a finger straight at Foxy's face. "I'll deal with you in good time...but we must find Bonnie first. Poor fella was never good at finding his way or understanding his routes." He lowered his eyes to the floor, sadden. "Oh, Bonnie."

Chica lowered her eyes as well, her wings still holding onto her face as her voice cracked and glitched over what probably was their version of sobbing. Mike stood in the middle of the dining hall, looking from animatronic to animatronic before growling his breath. "God fucking dammit." Without another word, Mike rushed over to grab his coat and other garments which caught all of their attention.

"Michael." Freddy walked forward, watching the security guard struggle to assemble himself together. "You will...bring Bonnie back, won't you?"

"Well," Mike breathed, zippering up his coat. "I gotta or I don't get paid, you feel me?"

Freddy nodded, wrapped an arm around Chica, and took off his top hat to hold to his chest. "Be careful out there. And...thank you."

Mike did his trademark mock salute to the robots before pushing open the doors and disappearing in the haze of the storm.

actually that was pretty stupid because i cant do pirate accents or real storylines but i will continue in a second part...lmao, imagine I didn't?