Double Trouble

12 am rolled around and the toys slowly started to move about. Toy Bonnie felt bored already since he had planned to get more information from the red headed guard, but she was not here. He huffed and started to get off the stage to go see the fill in nightguard.

Before he could get far, Toy Freddy caught up and placed his hand softly on his blue friend. "Bonbon, may I have a word with you?" he ask in his deep yet smooth voice.

Toy Bonnie sighed then stopped his feet and turned to meet the bear's bright blue eyes. He knew this conversation was coming after he spoke to Toy Freddy earlier. He had told him that he showed Cordelia his human form. Needless to say, he had surprised the bear by this since his human form was not something he cared for.

"Of course, Fred. What can do you need?" he asked calmly with an uncharacteristic neutral expression while Toy Chica exited the room.

"Why did you show that girl your form?" he asked curiously. "I know you do not like that form. You won't even get around me or Chik in that form."

Bonnie's ears fell slightly as he was began to explain, "I made a deal with Marionette. He thought she would be more agreeable if she saw me in that form. We both wanted to know more about her although I was more interested in stuffing her until I saw her reaction."

Toy Freddy looked at him oddly, "What did she do?"

"Not much," the blue bunny said. "Maybe I was more fascinated with the fact I did not really want to kill her as much in that form."

"Really?" his friend asked with a soft smile. "Maybe you have more control than you give yourself credit for."

Toy Bonnie gave him a glare with a half grin and snickered, "I attacked her after she touched me. She was terrified, and I loved every second of it. The sound of her heart racing was so loud and wonderful. I'm sorry, Fred, but I don't think I do. I can't be changed."

Toy Freddy's eyes did not lose their hope despite what his friend said to him. He spoke with joyful disbelief, "She is alive though. I saw her alive and well."

Toy Bonnie was miffed by his words and was momentarily stunned before speaking, "She has something similar to animatronic parts on her arm, or maybe she is just part animatronic. My scanners now register her as an animatronic so I had no reason to kill her."

The bears eyebrow quirked at him. "Does that really matter, Toy Bonnie? Since you enjoy the kill that much, you would have done it anyway."

He flinched at his friend's words. He knew the bear was right, and being called by his dubbed name made it hit harder. He was getting attached and fixating over the girl. Not killing her was more than his programming saying it was okay not to, it was his interest growing stronger.

He had a tendency to get a little too into things, and he knew this but preferred to ignore it. Most of his thoughts had been consumed by the night guard who had been avoiding all of the animatronics for several weeks now. He had wanted to watch her eyes widen in fear as he caught her and dragged her to an empty suit and savor her screams as she felt every ounce of from him forcing the suit on piece by piece.

Now he wanted to know more about her. Mostly he wanted to know why she had a metal arm although any information would be fine for him really. Things he wanted answered ranged from important to pointless to petty. Why was she still working here despite the danger? Why does she wear so much and wear boy clothes? Who was her favorite Freddy's mascot? And so many more questions.

"Shut up," he said abruptly as he left the smiling bear who had made the point he wanted to. He hoped this would be good for his blue friend and didn't get him in trouble. Toy Freddy secretly hoped this would make the blue bonnie less violent or at least get him to express some of his emotion in another way than murder.

He watched the bunny walk off and soon decided to do the same as his programs encouraged him to go to the office. He would go after the night guard, but he never did feel anything good out of it like Toy Bonnie did. It just ceased the programs angry pestering in his head, but he could sometimes even ignore that.

Toy Bonnie was slowly making his way to the office and making sure the guard could see him in every camera. He moved at an uncaring pace until he was very harshly shoved into the wall by a single purple arm.

"Ah, hi there," Toy Bonnie said easily despite his situation, "It's nice to see you, too, Oldie. I see you found a face. I might have preferred you without it. The creep look suited you well."

Bonnie sent his counterpart a glare before tossing him to the right. This action caused Toy Bonnie to fall and rip down a drawing or two down with him. The blue bunny push a few words out as he leaned up to make eye contact from his now laying form, "Aw, I love you, too."

"Why did you lock us in the room the other night?" the purple bunny asked angrily. His one fist was tightly clenched and his red eyes were livid which only made the toy laugh.

"I had some important business with that girl," he hummed as he became a little more serious which his older version noticed since it was not common for the blue animatronic to hold a very serious conversation with him. "She is very intriguing."

The older bunny recognized the look on his face. He remembered talking to Foxy on the fact that the toy seemed to be a little too into the girl. From what he just saw Foxy had been right. If he had liked the girl, he would feel sorry for her because he knew how violent his toy version was.

Out of the main 8, Bonnie knew he and Toy Bonnie were the most violent to come across at night. They both enjoyed the kill, and could barely resist the programming. Bonnie would feel bad about it later, but he knew his counterpart never did. The blue bunny would hold the memory of a kill close and savor it with no remorse.

Something gave Bonnie an idea. He wanted to see his toy version actually on the attack and kill. He had never personally seen him at it because he dragged off his victims to a secluded soundproof location. Toy Freddy, Marionette, Foxy, and Freddy had all seen him. Foxy described it as the most disturbing thing he'd ever had to see.

"So," he said to get the toy's attention, "How would you feel on teaming up with me tonight?"

"You finally realized you need me?" he said dramatically to annoy the purple bunny.

Bonnie huffed and mumbled, "Why do you always do this? Do you enjoy me being annoyed."

"You make it way too easy. I simply can't resist," he snickered. "But ,of course, it could be fun so sure. We will be an amazing duo."

With that being said Bonnie gave his shorter counterpart a nod and they made their way closer to the office. Toy Bonnie entered the vent and appeared in the office much faster than normal and grinned with wide as he looked at the man behind the old Freddy mask. He grinned at his counterpart widely as he exited the room; he stood outside the vent on the other side.

Bonnie watched as the guy took the Freddy head off just to slam it down after seeing him. The man had been fast enough, but Bonnie had stayed there until he saw the blue bunny reappear in the vent. He then exited and the toy entered.

The guy saw him right off the bat and again put the mask on. This time when the toy exited Bonnie stayed out until he saw the man pick up the camera feed monitor to wind up the music box. He stood in front of the man who clearly thought he needed it to be wound fully.

Bonnie's systems scanned the man, and his systems told him he was not complying to company policy because he wasn't in a suit. His new face gained a sick smile that was almost as creepy as the blue bunny's. Bonnie waited for one more second the forced the monitor down, and the man frightfully put the mask on. He stood and watched as Toy Bonnie got out of the vent with a grin and motioned for him to continue. The purple bunny ripped the mask off of the man and lunged wrapping fabricless metal hand around the guy's throat.

Both bunnies seemed to be pleased by the man's strangled screams that jaggedly and barely escaped the paling man. Toy Bonnie laughed as he motioned for Bonnie to follow him and said, "Come on! Let's go to the prize corner. Marionette can sound proof it for us. I'll meet up with you there with a suit."

Bonnie smiled proudly of himself; he got the night guard. It had been a while due to the girl who evaded them skillfully. He looked at the young man who was hardly fighting. His body was running out of energy and oxygen. Bonnie loosened his grip as flung the man into a corner of the Marionette's prize room.

Marionette was already out of his box and sitting. He assumed that the guard had been caught since he was able to get out of the box and heard footsteps coming his way accompanied by strained whimpers. He was surprised to see Bonnie though.

"Hello," he with the smile that was permanently etched to his face. "It is nice to see you have your face again, but I must ask what you need?"

Bonnie made sure to position himself in front of the guard so no escape was possible before replying, "Bon said to carry him here. We teamed up tonight. He'll be here soon. He said you would soundproof the room."

The puppet nodded with understanding then stretched showing his full height and towered over the bunny. "I was wondering how he was captured on his first night at 2. Everyone else is being inactive, and he could have handled one of you, but two bunnies must be difficult when you are just starting to understand how to survive."

"Hey, Mari," called the happy blue toy as he entered and dumped parts on the floor. Bonnie's eyes furrowed as he looked at it. It was bits and pieces of many old suits. There was a very torn Foxy head with a fourth of the area over the right eye gone and no ears. There were a pair of Freddy ears, a set of old golden hands that looked more like his own, a foot that matched his own and one that matched his counterpart, arms and legs that matched Chica, and a torso that looked like it could have been his own if it didn't have a huge tear down the front like it had been gutted.

"Hello," the stripped animatronic said as he sat himself on top of his music box to watch the impending show. "The room is proofed. You won't disturb anyone now."

"You ready to begin?" Toy Bonnie hummed with wide eyes while picking up a single hand. His pupils were small as he got closer to the night guard who was shivering and crying rather loudly.

Bonnie wasn't so sure he wanted to do this anymore. He had once taken a little more time to stuff someone in a suit, but not long enough to warrant a soundproof room. The look on the blue bunny's face also unnerved him. He knew this was going to be a long long night.

"Shall we?" he snickered as he swiftly grabbed the man's hand and shoved it on. Crimson spewed from the joints and from the man's wrist. The sharp screech of pain scratched at Bonnie's ears as he watched the blue toy turn to him. His blue hands were splattered red and his grin was even bigger than before.

"Come on, oldie," he laughed and handed Bonnie a leg. "You should join in to. Did you know you can put each joint on individually?"

This was going to be a long night.