Assumptions

Cordelia was sleeping peacefully on two boxes she had put together as a makeshift bed in the office. She was curled up on her side and softly breathing. Toy Bonnie smiled at this. He had come to deliver the manager's message, but he had a strong urge to jump scare her. His mind was delighted to think about what her reaction might be.

He was about to do just that when he noticed she was clutching something bright blue to her chest. His green eyes examined it curiously as he came closer to the sleeping girl. It didn't take it him long to figure out it was a plushie of himself. An almost proud but odd emotion surged in his circuits while the natural grin on his face deepened.

He blinked at the plushie she gripped when he saw flecks of red on one of its ears and hands He didn't know why, but the idea she had decided to keep the doll of himself despite it having his victim's blood on it made him sickly amused. He snickered.

The girl mummbled incoherently in her sleep and began to toss slightly in her sleep. At first this had kept the bunny entertained, but he was tiring of it. He poked her hard enough in the side to get her to stir then placed his face nose to nose with his in a similar fashion to their first close encounter with each other.

In seconds, pale green eyes snapped open to meet deep green ones. Toy Bonnie was expecting a scream from her as she retreated away from him. Then he would grin at her and tell her all about what she had missed out on in her absence and sleep. Her reaction, however, did not go as planned. After her eyes had opened, her arm had wrapped quickly and frantically around the blue bunny. She was shaking involuntarily in his arms that had instinctively held her when she entered his grasp.

For once, the toy was stunned into silence. He had done something like this for Mangle before; he had held her as she cried and told him about all the pain and fear she had been put through because of the kids, and he had listened happy and willingly to the fox he thought of as a little sister. This was different though.

Cordelia was in his arm quaking from some unseen fear. To him, she was something between a fun shiney toy and a new friend. Her terror was something he only truly enjoyed if he caused it and the idea that something else had this effect on her caused anger to heat in the back of his mind. After much internal debating, he decided to comfort her.

"It will be alright," he hummed softly as he cradled her trembling body. The redhead had never heard him speak so sweetly and lightly to her before. She couldn't pay too much attention to it though as she was still trying to push the nightmare she was having away. "Just stop thinking about it. Think of something else That's how dreams work. They disappear once you stop thinking of them."

After many minutes of being held by the patient bunny, she stopped shaking and separated from him. She really couldn't believe he had helped her through that. His actions seemed to be so off the wall; she didn't know what to expect. One day he was hell bent on killing her. The next he is showing his secrets and protecting her. Then he was cradling her through her panic attack.

Light red rushed to her cheeks from embarrassment. Never in her whole life had she reacted to a nightmare in such a way. She guessed it was just her great luck that it didn't happen in her own home while no one was around so she could avoid being embarrassed.

"Hey, you are starting to look like me, sweetheart," Toy Bonnie mocked as he pointed at his own red cheek. "Did you think of me to get it out of your head?"

She scoffed."No." Then added gratefully. "Thank you for helping me though. That dream was awful."

"You're very welcome," he said with his usual grin. He thought about asking her what had happened in her dream, but he didn't want her to break down again. "I've got some things to tell you."

"Alright," she mumbles while clutching the plush bunny.

"We have closed early due to the monsoon that is going on outside. The manager said you are starting work early, but it is making up for any off time you need," he said then slyly added in. "Looks like you found something you wanted in the prize corner, huh?"

"Wha?" she half asked as her eyes followed his gaze to the plush in her arms. Her cheeks again heated. "It isn't what you think. It was going to be thrown away, and it's so soft and fluffy and cute. That's why I've decided to take it home and wash it. It shouldn't be thrown away because you are too messy to make sure blood stays off of merchandise."

The bunny ignored her jab at him and tilted his head at her. "So you think I'm cute? After all it is me, just small"

She sighed heavily. This bunny knew exactly how to push her buttons. It annoyed her to no end, but she felt he was doing it playfully. If there was an outsider observing them and the observer got over the fact he was a blue metal bunny, they would think the two were two close friends enjoying friendly banter.

Cordelia would have loved to think of him this way as well, but could not simply get over the fact he had only days ago wanted to murder her. And from the looks of the other guy, he wanted it to be violent. Granted the toy had just calmed her down from a panic attack, she still felt unsure of him.

She never liked to let people in anyway. Friends were something nonexistent to her. Due to her mom taking her out of school, she had no chance to meet anyone. The only person she had to keep her company was their maid, Edith. Therefore, Edith had become her only friend and only person she consoled in, and that was also rare.

Cordelia did realize it would be good for her to let more people in, but was this grinning blue bunny a good idea? Her brain was split between saying, Yes, he helped you the other night and was nice to you while the other said, What if he does the same thing he did to you as he did to that man when he gets bored of you?

Pushing these thoughts to the side, she replied slowly, "You are just a little."

"Come on! You know I'm the most adorable thing here."

Her previously tense body relaxed as she smiled and moved closer to him to reach up and grab one of his ears. He stiffened at first but let the stiffness fall comfortably away when she started to rub his ear like a person would their pet rabbit. His ears weren't furry from fabric like his purple counterpart, they felt hard but silky and smooth on her fingertips.

The bunny's eyes were open less than half lidded when she gave him a reply, "You are right you are the most adorable thing here, but you aren't the cleanest." He quirked his brow at her to ask for elaboration. "I am going out on a limb and say all the blood I had to clean up was not just because of you since I had to scrub it out of the other Bonnie's fur. I highly doubt the manager cleans as well as me."

She was right on what she said the bunny felt like he was still dirty, but he didn't pay too much attention to that because he was focusing on what else she said. His narrowing green eyes got even greener with the jealousy that suddenly entered in them. Toy Bonnie had no quarrel with Bonnie; he enjoyed bothering his counterpart, but he never had any reason to dislike him. For a reason unknown to the blue bunny, he was angry that she had cleaned the old animatronic.

Toy Bonnie decided he was feeling possessiveness. This girl was his to play with, and he didn't want his older version messing with his territory. He also knew that Bonnie had his own new play thing since he'd seen him come in several times and dart right off to the parts and service room; therefore, he should keep his paws off.

Part of him knew it wasn't Bonnie's fault she was told to clean his fur of blood, but the nagging feeling of jealousy still spread through his circuits. Cordelia's eyes widened and she dropped the bunny's ear when she noticed his own eyes narrow and his fist clenched roughly causing his metal joints to pop loudly.

"I believe it would be in your best interest to stay away from that oldie, sweetheart," he hummed in a low, dark, almost deadly tone. The red headed girl was caught off guard by this, but recovered quickly and decided it would be best to calm the clearly agitated animatronic.

"Don't worry about that. I will. He doesn't really like me that much anyway. You should have seen the glare I got when he woke up." She thought rapidly before adding, "The company of one robot bunny is enough for me."

"Really?" With the turn in conversation, Toy Bonnie brightened to his normal self and dropped the other topic. "Well, I'm very happy to hear you admit that I am the most adorable thing this place has to offer."

Before Cordelia could reply, a human version of Toy Chica walked pointing her yellow painted fingernails at Toy Bonnie. "Dinner's almost ready, Bon. You need to hurry up. How long does it take to tell a night guard information?"

His eyes rolled before he turned around to face the girl. "Cool it, Chik. I'll be there soon."

The blonde girl leaned to her right so she could see the small guard around Toy Bonnie's animatronic form. Her bored crystal blue eyes widened with sudden glees at the sight of Cordelia holding the bright blue plushie.

"Ooooh," she chirped loudly, "I see what's going on here. Never expected this of you, Bonbon, but I don't judge. It's kind a cute to be honest. Has that forbidden love allure going on. Now that I see her better, she is pretty. You have the almighty Chik's approval. Bring her to dinner."

With that the humanoid chicken abruptly left as Toy Bonnie tried to stop her. "Wait, Chik! It's not like-" he cut himself off with a sigh when he heard the girl toy yell, "FRED!" He turned back to Cordelia to see her stifling a laugh.

"In no way was that funny," he mumbled before the girl burst into laughter causing him to crack into his characteristic grin. "I take it back it was just a little. Looks like you will be having pizza with the Freddy Fazbear Family tonight."

The girl's laughing stopped as she looked worried. Anyway she tried to think of this night going it didn't exactly end well. The bunny, none the less, gave her a reassuring grin before holding his hand out to her.

"No worries. Everything's going to be fine," he mused. "Just follow my lead and play nice. We will all get along just fine. You might even make friends." She still looked worried so he added, "If anything goes wrong, show them that arm of yours. Even if they still want to kill you, it will surprise them enough to give you time to escape. Also, please leave your plush in here until you leave. We don't want others jumping to conclusions."

Her face heated slightly, but the humor of the situation hit her again, and a smile bubbled onto her face. She set her plush bunny in her chair before aptly following Toy Bonnie out of the office.