Freddy, Clyde, T-Chi and Red all got to work that same night on the device. It didn't take them long to figure something out after brainstorming together, but putting it all together in time before the restaurant opened again was the real challenge.
It took quite a bit of trial and error until they got it to work perfectly, and even after it was done there were still a few flaws with it. All in all, it did its job, but not as well as it was supposed to. It would stop randomly and start back up, but they didn't have enough time to fine-tune it. It seemed as if the music box was running out quicker than before.
The important part was that it did its job, however. It took an increasingly large amount of stress off of Red, leaving him almost empty and confused of what to do next. He was able to breeze through the paperwork, and even had a bit of time left over.
The following day was quite relaxed, and the night that came was even calmer. The paperwork was done in an incredibly short amount of time, leaving Red empty-handed of duties. The bear was unsure of what to do, and simply wandered for half an hour or so before going to the lounge.
He felt awkward.
Squirming on the couch a bit, Red stared at the TV awkwardly, biting his tongue. Clyde had snuggled up against his chest, and T-Chi had done the same thing with his lap. He received odd looks from Freddy and Bonnie, but simply shrugged when they exchanged eye contact.
Time pressed on, and nothing interesting happened. The two Toy animatronics resting against Red had fallen asleep, and Freddy had fallen asleep as well. He heard an occasional beep and click from Bonnie, indicating he was in deep thought. It seemed as if the bunny was the only other one awake. He was in a corner, half-curled up.
Looking over at the purple rabbit, he noticed he was staring at a paper. And by the looks of it, it was incredibly old. Curiosity getting the best of him, he maneuvered himself away from the other two Toys, being careful not to wake them. He walked over to the leporid, catching him by surprise.
"O-oh! H-hey, Red." Bonnie greeted, the sound of a smile weak on his voice. The bear smiled slightly in greeting, sitting next to him. The bunny pulled the paper away slightly, seeming protective of it.
"Hello, Bonnie." Red said quietly, looking the purple bunny over. He eyed the paper after he was done, frowning and perking his ears. "What do you have, there?"
Seeming a bit reluctant at first, Bonnie finally caved in. Lowering the paper a bit, he allowed Red to look at it, drooping his large ears a bit.
"That's me," He said, pointing at the picture of himself, tilting his head to the side. "I was super sexy before my face got ripped off. I just wish I had eyebrows."
Red studied the picture, only half-listening to the rabbit. His gaze drifted to the yellow bear on the paper, his eyes widening a bit. Sitting up, he looked at Bonnie, frowning.
"Who's the other bear." He said quickly, in a short, demanding tone. Bonnie sighed, shaking his head.
"His name was Golden Freddy. He was our older brother. We loved him a lot, but he got torn apart by a night guard. H-he was used to...n-never mind."
"No. Tell me." Red's tone was getting more demanding, but remained calm. Bonnie flinched lightly at the demand, folding the paper up.
"H-he used Golden's exoskeleton to lure some kids away and kill them...W-we've never been the same since that happened."
There was a silence between them both. Everything was slowly starting to come together in Red's mind, which made his wires stand on-end. Pushing away the uneasy feelings, he softened his tone, looking at Bonnie's face.
"Tell me about him."
Bonnie looked down, his ears falling a bit. The new facts surfacing made Red even more determined to fix the animatronic in the basement.
"Well..."
"A-are you sure about this, Golden?" Freddy questioned quietly, watching the new bunny animatronic walk around the basement. Golden studied the bunny carefully, his ears twitching a bit.
"Of course," Golden responded immediately, looking to Freddy. "He's a Fazbear, ain't he? We gotta make 'im feel welcome!"
Both bears jumped and looked up when there was a sudden crash. Bonnie had apparently found more cured meat, and had knocked it all over. He jumped in surprise, struggling to run away. He hid behind Golden, looking at the rack that had fallen over with wide eyes.
"Uh, I meant to do that..." The bunny muttered, flattening his ears. Golden chuckled a bit, turning around to look at the purple rabbit.
"It's alright, just be careful. The humans have'ta eat that!"
"Humans?" Bonnie questioned, tilting his head. He looked at Golden in confusion before looking around the basement, swiveling his ears. "Where are they?"
"Oh, they're gone 'fer the night." Golden responded, petting the rabbit a little bit. Freddy snored in jealousy, catching Golden's attention. The older bear laughed a little, patting Freddy's head.
"It's okay, Freddy! No need 'ta be jealous, he's our family."
There was another drawn out pause before Freddy moved a bit. The rabbit had calmed down considerably since he booted up, which was good. Sniffing his direction, he carefully approached the purple animatronic, eyes wide.
They both studied each other for a few moments, before Bonnie twitched his ears and patted Freddy's head with a smirk. The bear grunted out, growling lightly.
"Boys, no fightin'." Golden quickly scolded, snorting at them both. He carefully herded both of them to the stairs and up them, making sure they wouldn't fall. "C'mon, let's go back upstairs. It's too dank 'n dark 'fer 'ya both 'ta be down here."
Both of the younger animatronics went up the stairs slowly, Bonnie a bit quicker than the others. He seemed excited to see his new home, his eyes wide. Once they reached the main floor, he nearly bolted around, ears erect.
"Wow, this is so cool!" He cried out, his tail wagging. Golden chuckled lightly, smiling at him. Freddy seemed unamused until the bunny went into the kitchen. Curious, he followed, calling out his name.
Golden couldn't hide his smile as he returned to the stage, sighing softly.
"Heh, 'lil brothers." He muttered, eyeing the kitchen.
The three of the animatronics lowered their instruments, looking out to the crowd of cheering kids. Bonnie fumbled with his guitar awkwardly, ears flattening. Golden noticed this, raising an eyebrow.
Once the kids went back to eating, and Freddy left to entertain a small group, Golden moved from his spot. Going over to Bonnie, he cleared his throat, catching the leoprid's attention.
"Heya, 'lil buddy. How 'ya doin with Freddy's 'ol guitar?" He questioned kindly, smiling brightly. The bunny looked away, obviously ashamed.
"Bad." He muttered, his eyes drifting down to the red musical instrument. "I have trouble keeping a hold of it."
"Is that so?" The gold bear asked, looking him over worriedly. 'Hmm'ing softly, he finally let out a quiet exclimation noise after a bit. Taking the guitar, he shortened the adjustable neck of it before handing it back to him, making sure he had a proper grip on it. Stepping back, he smiled, tilting his head.
"Better?"
"Kinda." The bunny strummed a few chords. Still feeling a bit awkward, he looked to Golden for answers again. "It still feels weird, what do I do?"
Without even thinking this time, Golden took the guitar and switched it around, so Bonnie was holding the neck with his opposite paw. Looking curious, he strummed a bit more before his eyes widened.
"W-wow, that's a lot better! Thanks, Gold!"
"My pleasure, 'lil buddy!"
"He was a great brother." Bonnie whispered, his mind pulling him out of his daydream of the past. "So kind and caring, not a bad bone in him."
The rabbit sounded out a yawn, followed by a small wiggle to get comfortable. Red decided to leave him alone at that, backing up and tipping his hat slightly.
"Goodnight, Bonnie."
He heard Bonnie mutter a tired 'goodnight' as he walked away. Looking around, he twitched his ears, listening for anything else out of the ordinary. Nothing.
Sighing, he shook his head. Walking down the hallways, he looked for something to tend to. Something, anything to do. He was bored. The paperwork was done, the music box no longer needed winding, and everybody was asleep.
Not knowing what else to do, he started heading down to the basement. He turned on the light once he got to the bottom of the stairs and walked over to the half-finished broken, once gold animatronic. Sitting in front of it, he bit his lip, twitching his ears a bit.
"I don't know where to find you a fuse." He said quietly, looking the other bear over. "I'm sorry."
Resting his head in his hands, he rubbed his forehead. He knew he had to fix the old animatronic, but how? Thinking it over, he growled a bit.
"Maybe I should attempt to fix the old Chica. Or search for Foxy..." He mused to himself, studying the old Fazbear model. His thoughts were interrupted when a sudden, loud slam of the door made him jump. Panicking slightly, he looked to the staircase.
Clyde's rapid footsteps down the stairs got closer until he was in view. He nearly tripped on himself various times, making the bear stand up in worry. The bunny finally scrambled over to him after some time, breathing heavily.
"Red, I found something! The internet came back after you left the lounge and I was able to search up some things!" He nearly shouted, eyes wide. Red turned to him fully, aiming his attention at him.
"Well, what is it? Tell me!"
Fumbling for a paper, the blue rabbit pulled it from his exoskeleton and handed it to the bear. Red glanced it over, raising an eyebrow.
"For a short while, the Fazbear's establishment had a mail-in order to buy automated music boxes from their company." The smaller Toy animatronic began, walking behind Red to look at the paper as well. "They used fuses to keep everything powered and going." Clyde paused to brush some dirt off of the bear's arm, frowning.
"And?" The older male asked, trying to get him to continue.
"The same fuses were used-and are still in the original animatronics."
Clyde looked up at the bear, seeming proud that he had found the information. Red blinked a few times after it all sunk in, trying to process it.
"This makes no sense." He said quickly, not wanting to get the bunny's hopes higher than they already were. "If the music boxes were automatic, then why does it need to be wound?"
"It's old, the fuse probably doesn't work as well as it used to." The rabbit quickly responded, his green eyes bright with excitement. "The old models still have fuel and fuel tanks to keep the gears constantly turning, so it doesn't put as much stress on the fuse. The music box doesn't."
Red went silent at that, thinking quickly. His ears twitched a bit in thought, trying to think of a solution of what they could do. Starting to walk towards the staircase, he looked back at the bunny with a determined glare.
"T-Bone, I'll check the model and the year of the music box. Keep finding out information about these fuses. If we can't find anything, I'll...I'll think of something."
Red left the basement, and Clyde shouted out a 'yes, sir!' after him. Looking around to see if he could find anything that might hold any fuses, he glanced over to the broken, dingy gold animatronic with a small smile.
"Looks like we might be able to fix you up, sir!"
Author's Note:
Heya, guys! Sorry for the short, chapter. I'm really having trouble writing. I've been writing different things to try to get me back into the swing of this, but nothing's working. I guess I'm just ready to move onto the next fic, so I'll try to finish this up in the next 2-3 chapters!
Big thanks to Chillaid for beta reading! (She also gave me Omega Ruby. I honestly can't thank her enough.)
Also, I'd like to thank Anon THEAWESOMEONE, KudleyFan93, Destryoric, MCHaunter, Anon CSCatStudio's, Purest of the Hearts, Anon That one, WitherDragon, MissDarkRaven, DeathClaw1787, Anon Guest, LevitatingPiez, Is It Me or Not, Bink1999, Anon OrangeSpots, Anon Jules, Elysion Wish, Anon Chocohonut, RealWereQueen, The Ghost-Ninja Guy, Anon emma, Anon Gooum The Anon, Anon Zebrafinch, and Anon nobody! Thanks a ton!
No spotlights or answered questions today, I'm sorry!
