Parts

Sunday finally arrived. The pizzeria is closed this Sunday for renovations, so it was unusually quiet throughout the halls and rooms of the facility with the absence of children. At least, that is, until the front doors of the building loudly slammed open and in trotted Liam with a jolly tempo.

He stops, glances around the room for a second, then looks at his watch. It was 4 PM. Being a Sunday, Liam was free of classes and decided to spend part of his day off continuing his work on Bonnie. His missing arm was mainly the focus for this visit. "Oooooooh Booooonnieeeee!" Liam yelled cheerfully as he approached the spare parts room. The purple bunny was there to welcome him when he got there, but he was not active.

Liam kinda wanted to talk to him instead of working on him in silence and without his input. At the same time, he was also a bit worried that the animatronic might turn violent once activated, but Liam believed that the relationship between him and bunny had gotten to the point where that wouldn't happen since he did seem very happy when he fixed his face. Liam flipped the power switch on the bunny.

Bonnie woke up to Liam staring him directly in his glowing eyes. "Sup, man! How are you doing?" Liam said to the bunny.

A metallic buzz filled the air that Liam assumed was Bonnie yawning. "Fine. I guess, but what are you doing here? It's a bit early for someone be here. Are kids still here? It's quiet."

"Technically it's closed today for renovations, but really the manager just wanted a day off. Everybody is getting today off, even the nightguard. I'm here to fix that arm of your's. Looks pretty rough."

"That'd be nice and all, but to be honest, I have no idea where it is!" Bonnie exclaimed.

Liam had a puzzled look after Bonnie said that. "So I'll just have to find something else for you to use as an arm." Liam looked around the part room; the parts he ordered were not in yet so he would have to make due with what they had at the pizzeria. Nothing in there seemed to be what he needed. All he saw in there was what just appeared to be useless scrap.

An idea then popped into Liam's head. He looked at Bonnie. "I'll be right back."

"Where are you going?" Bonnie said as the Liam scurried out of the room. Bonnie followed him not long afterwards. He eventually found Liam at the show stage. "What are you doing?"

"Well, since I can't find a spare arm anywhere, I imagined I just take it off someone else, and the only other animatronic who's arm matches yours happens to be this animatronic right here." Liam was eyeballing Toy Bonnie's arm very heavily. It wasn't exactly what Bonnie needed, but it could work as a fill in until he got his parts then he would give this arm back.

"Uhhh. I'm unsure whether that's a good idea or not. Chik here already hates you, and I'm sure you don't want the creepy-smiling blue bunny to hate you as well. He can get rather dangerous."

"They can just hate me then. You deserve this arm way better than this guy does." Liam went to look for his tool bag. Bonnie followed him.

"I really think you shouldn't do that. I can go without this arm. Really, I'm good." Liam didn't seem to acknowledge what the metal bunny was saying. Bonnie became worried. "You know you could also help fix up some of the other older animatronics."

"Do they need it as bad as you do currently?" Liam gave Bonnie a curious look. He knew they were worse for wear but had intended on finishing Bonnie first before working on them. He changed his mind though since Bonnie seemed to support him working on his friends and his lack of parts. They were back in the spare parts room, and he had just picked up his bag.

Bonnie walked over to where withered Freddy and Chica were. "Freddy could use some shaping up, and Chica's jaw is basically falling off, and don't even get me started on Foxy." Thankfully for Bonnie, this sparked Liam's interest. Liam began to observe the two animatronics more closely.

A few hours passed, but not wastefully. Liam had created a whole list of things he could do to fix withered Chica, Freddy, and Foxy.

Liam looked at his list and spoke to Bonnie about his friends conditions. "Why in the hell did they take her hands?"

"I don't know," Bonnie replied briefly. "The same reason they took my face and arm I guess."

They had been more or less bonding while Liam was taking lots of notes on the withered mascots. Bonnie had learned Liam was a college student, who despite being very lazy, was extremely smart and quite competent at anything he put his mind to. Liam found that Bonnie was interesting; the bunny loved his friends and kids. He also enjoyed playing his guitar and creating his own songs.

It was odd to Liam that he acted so very human. He almost forgot that the bunny and his friends were trying to kill a girl every night and encouraged Balloon Boy when they thought the boy had captured him. Luckily, Bonnie did not recognize him from that night; that would have been awkward.

"So why are you trying to get the night guard?" Liam tried to ask casually.

Liam's ears caught the noise of Bonnie's joints clicking as he stiffened. The bunny was not expecting that question and had no clue how to answer it. In truth, their programs were set up so that facial recognition could help protect the children, but at night it seemed to mess up and every human was registered as not being in a suit like they should be, but Bonnie and his friends just enjoyed the chase. They liked the feeling.

"Where did you hear that?" Bonnie asked with no emotion since he was trying to keep hostility out of his voice. They knew the night guard was human, but never resisted the instinct just because they were bored and wanted some fun. They had been here for a long time and were now just tossed into a storage room for scrap. Killing was their outlet, and the murders was always covered up.

They normally regretted it afterward, but it was like any anger and loneliness they ever felt just built up and urged them on to kill. It had its better and worse day of when the feeling was stronger. The withered animatronic felt it more than the toys, with the exception of Toy Bonnie, who had the almost the same amount of control as his purple counterpart.

"The girl told me," Liam said as he turned to look at Bonnie. Bonnie was towering over him and looked tense.

Bonnie's face took a look of disdain. He had nothing against her other than her escaping him. He needed to come up with a way to still be honest, but keep his new friend. He enjoyed Liam's company, and didn't want to lose him.

"It is in our programming," he stated simply while leaving out the enjoyment the animatronic got from it.

"I see," Liam said with a nervous laugh. "I should probably get going. It's getting late. No fear though! I will be back when some of the parts I am ordering come in!"

Liam waved as he excited the storage room. Bonnie smiled and waved back as he happiness returned after the awkward conversation. Once he heard the exit door close, Bonnie went to wake his friends and tell them the good news.