Chapter 17: Bonnie's Mission
Disclaimer: I don't own FNAF. In this chapter we see through Bonnie's eyes, who remembers an episode from his past, overhears an informative conversation and tries to catch the Purple Guy himself. Don't forget to review (I want to know what you think!) and enjoy!
"Hey Dan, want to play?"
I look up sharply at the voice blaring through my bedroom window.
"Be there in a minute!" I smile, then rush down the stairs two at a time. I open the door. "Hey James!" I say happily.
"Hey," he says happily back. I still remember his face; dark brown eyes, overlarge nose, thin mouth and shockingly ginger. That day he happened to be wearing a navy blue and white stripy t shirt with a robot on it, dark blue jeans and white trainers. "Want to go to the park? Justin'll be there."
I grin at him and grab my coat.
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I'm at the park on the roundabout with James, Justin is spinning it, talking about a new award he won in his Judo lessons. He seemed to win one every day!
"...I had just won against another boy my age when they handed it to me." I remember his face filled with pride as he talked; his grey eyes lighting up, his puffy lips grinning, his bright blonde hair flopping all over the place. He was the over confident one in the gang, the boisterous, loud kid that defies all orders. James was the complete opposite; shy, does everything you tell him to, scared of everything. I suppose I was the clever one, brown hair, green eyes, pointy nose, I enjoyed working with computers and everything technical. I wanted to be a technician when I grew up; I now realise that there is no future in that area.
"We are going for a celebratory tea down at that new Pizza Place." I remember him saying. I was curious.
"What Pizza Place?"
"You know," he said, stopping the roundabout and sitting between me and James. "Freddy Something-bear's Pizza Place. You can come if you want!"
I nod, which, looking back, was the worst decision of my short life.
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The clock chiming 8pm awoke me from my sleep. Looking round, my vision tinted red through my lack of eyes, I see Chica discussing something with Freddy and Foxy pacing the room.
"What's up Foxy?" I ask, standing up.
"I'm tired of being stuck in this room all the time," he grumbles. "I know it's not their fault, but I hate the Toys for replacing us! I want to be out there doing the show!" I thought that was a bit harsh as the Toys hadn't asked to be murdered, and my opinion was voiced by Chica as his last sentence was spoken louder than he intended.
"Foxy, we talked about this," she said sternly, walking over to us. "It's not anyone's fault but the Purple Guy's that we are what we are. Look at me," she gestured down at herself. "Broken beak and no hands, and I'm not complaining! You're lucky, you only got a few bits of fur torn off. So, stop complaining and just be thankful that you are alive at all?"
Foxy had the good grace to look ashamed after her speech, and after a few uncomfortable minutes of silence Freddy gestures for us to go to the main room and meet with the Toys.
After we left however, the wall on the opposite side of the corridor gave way and Golden Freddy walked out.
"Oh hey," he mumbled like he had just been caught stealing something. "I was just on my way to talk to Josh."
Wondering why he didn't use Mario's animatronic name, I replied
"We were going to talk to the Toys; you can come with us if you want."
He nodded once, so we left. When we got to the Main Room, Chica went to talk to Mangle, Freddy went to Toy Bonnie and Foxy went to talk to BB, and as Toy Chica and Toy Freddy were talking and Golden Freddy went to talk to Mario, I was left on my own. After a few minutes looking at the posters on the wall next to the balloon stand, I walked over to the ones near Golden Freddy and Mario. Accidentally, I overheard their conversation.
"I can't stay in that tiny room a minute longer." Golden Freddy was saying.
"But it's the perfect place for you!" Mario exclaimed. "It's perfectly hidden from humans, and plus, only you and I can access it!"
At this my ears pricked up at once. I was confused, I didn't know only they could enter the Safe Room! Golden Freddy must have looked confused as well, because Mario adds "When I transferred the souls into the Toys, Freddy came with me. But when he tried to enter the Safe Room, he said the word "ERROR" appeared in front of his eyes and he couldn't walk past the moving wall!"
"That's fascinating." Golden Freddy replied, voicing my opinion. "I would say that it's because you're not an animatronic, but I am!"
"I've spent a lot of time thinking about this," Mario informs him. "And I think that everyone's memory banks have no information on the Safe Room, so it's out of bounds for them. Therefore, because we have no endoskeletons or memory banks, it's not out of bounds for us. Their endoskeletons were programmed like that."
Golden Freddy nodded, then indicated for him to carry on.
"For the humans to see me, Foxy had to chuck an entire bucket of water over me so that I could be part of the show." Mario continued.
"Like in the ghost stories we know!" Golden Freddy nodded. "So let's just do that to me!" He turned to go to the bathrooms.
"Wait," Mario held out a hand. "I think it would be better if you stayed a ghost."
"Why?" Golden Freddy moaned. "I always feel stupid hovering around in this broken, decommissioned suit when the Toys, for example, look fine and walk around normally!"
"I know." Mario sighed. "But if you stay a ghost then the humans can't see you, and they won't find a walking Fredbear..."
"Don't use that name!"
"Golden Freddy then, in the back room and freak out. Also if you become real, you'll need an endoskeleton which means memory banks, therefore no access to the Safe Room so there's nowhere for you to go. Plus with your suit gone, the Purple Guy won't be able to attack any more kids!"
That statement seemed to convince him but I saw the irony; he didn't want more children to die but he happily killed his own brother. I could see two reasons for this: one is that he must've really hated him, or that Josh's death was an accident.
"Fine," he said grudgingly. "Can't I at least attack the Purple Guy?"
"Have you forgotten already?" Mario asked. "You're a ghost!"
Golden Freddy looked at him weirdly as though he was not used to his brother speaking to him like that, and after a few seconds, he left. A split second later I realised Mario was looking over at me.
"Just a normal conversation with my brother!" He said, and I could tell he was grinning under his mask but I saw an unnatural spark of sadness in his eyes. I took this opportunity to talk to him about the Purple Guy for a few minutes, then Freddy took us back to the Parts Service room for a few hours.
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"So BB agreed to leave much earlier this time so if he fails, he can try multiple times." Foxy was saying. "So maybe, just maybe, I can attack the Purple Guy tonight."
"Cool," I replied. After a few seconds of silence, I changed the subject. "Hey, did you know that only ghosts could enter the Safe Room?"
Foxy looked fascinated.
"Really? That's interesting. How do you know?"
"I overheard Mario and Golden Freddy talking. Apparently it's not in our memory banks, and because they don't have endoskeletons they can enter."
"Hmmm." Foxy leaned back onto the wall just as the clock chimed 1am.
"Foxy, out you go!" Freddy called from the other side of the room.
"Yes Boss!" Foxy said happily, then left. I went to sit back down in my spot when Freddy called me over. Wondering what he wanted, I ambled over and sat down next to Chica.
"Hey Bonnie." Freddy said, businesslike. "We called you because we were wondering if you wanted to go and attack the Purple Guy tonight."
If I had a top jaw, my mouth would be open in amazement.
"Of course!" I almost yelled with excitement. "But why didn't you ask me on an earlier night?"
"Because we wanted to lull the Toys into a false sense of security." Chica answered. "We made them think we were going to act deactivated every night, when instead we are going to attack the Purple Guy with an even stronger force than them."
At this I was confused; she had been talking about the Toys as if they were angels a few hours ago, and now we were competing against them?
"You in?" Freddy held out his hand.
"Do you even need to ask?!" I exclaimed, all doubts melting away in excitement, and slapped my hand against his.
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1:30am, Foxy barged into the room and slumped onto the floor.
"Again with the light." He muttered angrily.
"Don't worry," I said sympathetically. "Maybe next time."
I got up, patted his shoulder, and walked over to the others. Chica seemed to be thinking hard.
"How can the Purple Guy wind up the music box like clockwork when there are angry animatronics after him?" She mutters questioningly. I realised she was listening to the faint sound of the music through the walls. I sighed.
"Well that's our plan, isn't it? To distract him so that the music stops?"
"Exactly." Freddy answers. I look over at him. He looks bored out of his mind; it would do him good to get out of this cramped room. "And that's what you're going to do." He gestures at the door.
"What, now?!" I exclaim. Shouldn't we leave it a bit later?
"Yes." Freddy answers. "If you fail, you'll need to try multiple times."
I shrug, then walk towards the door. Just after I open it, Foxy exclaims
"Hold the door!"
He gets up and follows me out. "Another try won't hurt anyone. Except maybe the Purple Guy!" He laughs, and if I had a face I would be grinning. "See you!"
And then he walks into the Party Room hallway. Leaving me alone. Suddenly curious, I turned towards the blank wall which I knew the Safe Room lied behind. I wonder if it really wasn't in our memory banks? But just as I reach out an endoskeleton hand to push the moving wall, a loud whirring starts up behind me.
Whipping round, I notice a camera in the corner. What do I do? Do I move? Do I hide? Do I return to Parts Service and pretend nothing happened? No, I stand still, staring at the camera like an idiot.
Like the one in Parts Service, it shined a light on me, but this time I had no friends to help me through it. So I just stood still, staring at the camera until the light turned off and the whirring stopped. Shivering, I stepped in front of the Party Room hallway but just as I was about to walk into it, Foxy barges roughly past me.
"Oof!"
"Sorry!" He called after me as he walked jerkily into Parts Service. "Not in control!"
Hating our core programming, I step into the hall. As I walk towards the opening which I knew the Purple Guy lay inside, I hear a noise in Party Room 4. Just as I stop to look, a bright light shines at me from the Office, presumably from a flashlight; I squint past the light and only just see the outline of a human sitting at a desk.
Just after the light turns off, I look through the doorway of Party Room 4 and spot Toy Chica standing next to some paper plates on the walls, staring in a corner where I could hear a distinct whirring noise of a camera. Moving away quickly, I walk towards Party Room 1, distinctly remembering Foxy telling me that BB entered the office through a vent in here. That encounter with Toy Chica was too close; if she had spotted me, she would tell all the Toys that we weren't going to act deactivated! (I didn't care about this of course, but it seemed important to Chica and Freddy and I didn't want to disappoint them.)
Emerging from my thoughts, I enter the first party room and see a large vent entrance on the floor. Brilliant! As I walk towards it, I suddenly wonder whether BB was inside it; I didn't want to stop his progress. I stop at the opening and listen for movements in the vent, but this was a mistake. I almost didn't hear the camera turn on, and I only just stood up in time for the light to flash at me!
After the light turned off (which felt like an eternity) I nimbly climbed into the vent, no longer caring if anyone was there or not. Thankfully as I came to a corner, no one stopped my progress on, which was slow when you only had one arm to pull yourself through! Just as I turned the corner though, a whirring started and a light shone in my non-existent face again. As BB had told Foxy about a camera in the vents, I wasn't caught off guard, just surprised that it was true; after the whirring stopped I continued on.
After another hundred years, I got to a square of light. Thankfully poking my head out of the darkness, I surveyed the office; larger than the average office but it still seemed a boring place to spend your entire night in. I focused my attention on the Purple Guy who seemed to be flashing his light repeatedly down the hallway; probably Foxy. I suddenly heard a loud thumping behind me. BB! I quickly look at the guard again in full panic mode; he was looking at the computer monitor. It was now or never.
I dragged myself out of the vent. I crawled around the table, sometimes checking if he was still looking at the computer; when I got to the front of the room, I stopped.
I held my breath, then jumped up.
He was still looking at the cameras.
I stood there, right in the middle of the room, awkwardly staring at him. I wondered what I should do.
Should I take him right now?
Should I wait until he sees me?
The latter seemed fitting as I wanted him to be looking right into my eye lenses as I tied him up.
Oh wait...
I emerged from my thoughts to see the Purple Guy put some kind of hood up; as if that would protect him! I reached for his arm when I looked up; straight into the eyes of Freddy. The shock of recognition stopped me.
That was Freddy's original mask! How did he get that?! Not the Toy version, the one normal Freddy had used before...
I shivered as I remembered the loud scratching noise of the wires in my face and arm ripping. I didn't know what to do. Did I attack? No, I did the worst thing I could possibly do. I shut my eyes. I tried to forget the horror around me. I tried to think happy thoughts. I thought about Parts Service, about Foxy doing a magic show with his assistant Freddy, I remembered Chica's laughter, and the attempts to contain mine...
When I felt my legs moving. I didn't care. I tried to remember Foxy's show, but then a less familiar memory broke into my thoughts. James pulling a rabbit out of a hat. Justin wondering loudly how he did it. My family laughing. Did they miss me? Did they even care I was gone?
I wanted to cry; nothing came. Oh, of course. Robotic equipment can't produce water. It seems in this life I was more useless than in my past life. Didn't think that was possible! Justin would tell me to buck up. James would tell me everything was going to be alright. James...
I opened my eyes. I was outside the door of Parts Service. I hesitated, but delaying the inevitable would get me nowhere. I walked in.
"Bonnie!" Chica beckoned me over. "Any luck?"
I sat down and put my head in my hand.
"He has a mask that looks exactly like Freddy's before the Toys." I mumbled.
"I freaked out, and before I knew it my endoskeleton led me back here."
It was only when I put it into words when I knew how useless I was. Who cares how he got the mask?! I should have grabbed him and led him straight here. How stupid and pathetic I was.
"Don't be like that." Freddy patted my back. It was as if he could read my thoughts! "We don't blame you for what happened. In fact, from a source I won't mention, your endoskeleton would have apparently led you back here anyway! Don't be down about it, it's not your fault."
"Thanks Freddy." I was a bit happier now. My friends are the best! In fact, I only just noticed Freddy send Chica out because I was thinking about how lucky I was to be stuck with them.
"Don't worry," Chica said as she passed me. "Look at Foxy. He tries again even if he failed a million times before! You can do it."
She gestured over at a certain pirate fox jogging on the spot in the middle of the room, clearly trying to get faster. I looked up to say thanks, but she had already gone. I got up to talk to Foxy, but not before Freddy grabbed my arm;
"Don't worry Bonnie, no matter what you do, we will always think of you in the same way."
I lowered my head in a nod to show my gratitude, then walked over to Foxy.
"Hey Bonnie," he pants. "Just trying to keep fit. My joints will rust up if I sit down all the time. Plus I need an extra bit of speed to attack the Purple Guy!" He winked.
"Great idea." I replied. "I would try again, but I'm a bit tired so I'll wait for tomorrow." This, of course, was not the reason; despite what Freddy said I still didn't want everyone to know I failed twice.
"Fair enough." Foxy stopped, checked if his joints were working to their full capacity, then turned to leave. "Just remember, I'm here if you need to talk to me. I'm your best friend remember!" He grinned mischievously, then left.
I went to sit down in my spot to give the whole thing a think over; I didn't even notice my endoskeleton had deactivated (I fell asleep) until Chica arrived back at 5:45am.
"BB was right." Chica whispered to Freddy. "The mask takes control of your endoskeleton and leads you back to your starting point."
"Settle down," Freddy whispered back. "We'll talk about it tomorrow."
So Chica lay down on the floor on my right side and Freddy lay on my left; after about 10 minutes I heard Foxy stumble over to his quiet corner. We were all in the places the boss had left us, it was 6:00am, it seemed only fitting I should deactivate for the day.
I dozed off, thinking about death.