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tha ks again, and here is Chapter 2: Bonnie's Skull.

As Jeremy waved goodbye to his boss, he was screaming internally for them to come back. Didn't they realize he was in danger? That the robots were holding him hostage. Of course they didn't, and truly, he couldn't tell them that. He was lucky enough that no one else asked for the job, so he was able to keep the night shift. Sighing, Jeremy turned around to walk towards the security office. It was 11:55, his shift was just about to start. Setting up some papers on the desk, he went into his bag and pulled out a hidden tool belt. It was his dad's old tools that he used for the car when it broke down, but Jeremy used them at school for his shop classes.

Hearing the clock chime that it was midnight, Jeremy started to breathe faster. He was getting nervous, and he needed to calm down. Of he was going to get through this, he needed to relax. He focused on getting all of his materials out of his bag to try to relax. Once he was satisfied he had everything he needed, he turned around to put his bag to the side, and came face to face with Bonnie. Surprised to see the faceless animatronic behind him (not to mention how close it had gotten), Jeremy let out a shriek and practically fell over the desk.

"Night watch, you will restore my face." Came the half screeching, half low-toned demand. Jeremy righted himself, and nodded. "Alright, sure, let's do that..." Jeremy cleared his throat and looked at Bonnie. "So, if we're going to fix you up, I need to see what your face looked like. Are there any in the back?" Bonnie made a rumbling sound, and then turned and began walking away, and Jeremy grabbed his flashlight, following Bonnie to wherever the robot was taking him.

Bonnie opened a large door, and Jeremy realized that he had been lead to the Parts and Service area. Inside was a bunch of different parts for the old and new robots. Luckily enough everything was sorted out by parts, and there was a large shelf that held the different heads. They reminded Jeremy of disembodied heads.

Before he started to believe that they were also looking at him (which they could very well have been), Jeremy shined his light on a large purple rabbit head, which he could easily tell was Bonnie's.

"Well, here's your head Bonnie, now we just need to fix it onto you." Jeremy said, lifting up the large head. Turning around, Jeremy held it up to Bonnie, and sure enough, it would fit perfectly. However, instead of being pleased, Bonnie knocked the head out of Jeremy's hands.

"No."

"No? What do you mean no? It's your head!"

"It's not my head!" Bonnie shrieked, and Jeremy stumbled over in surprise. "My head is gone."

"Well, I know your original head is gone, but this one is similar at least right? It will due, right? I can just fix it onto your face." Jeremy said, scrambling backwards, but Bonnie was faster. He grabbed Jeremy by his collar and lifted him up so they were face to face.

"You will make me a new face, night watch. Nothing else will be good."

Jeremy was dumbstruck. A new head?! He couldn't make a new head, he didn't have the time or the money. Hell he could barely afford to pay his college tuition and get his work in on time, but to make a brand new Bonnie robot head?! It was impossible!

"Take the head. We shall return to the security room for you to start." Bonnie said, and before Jeremy could protest, the rabbit robot was already out in the hallway.

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When Jeremy and Bonnie returned to the security room, they realized that it wasn't empty. Toy Chica and the Marionette were in the security room, and from the screeching and scraping, things were not good. All of Jeremy's supplies were everywhere, the chair was thrown across the room, and the two were both fighting each other

"You're a stupid Mari-Mari-Marionette! Why would you allow that human to touch us?!" Toy Chica screeched, and leaped towards the Marionette, who dodged away and stood behind the desk. Before anything could get even worse, Bonnie got in between the two.

"Toy Chica, leave us alone. You have no need to fear, as this human has no need to touch you, as you aren't broken, like some of us are. Now get out!" Bonnie growled, and Toy Chica hissed at him before crawling through the vents to get out, not wanting to go near Jeremy. Bonnie then turned to the Marionette "Why are you hear Marionette? You are usually sleeping..." The Marionette said nothing, but with the silence it soon became obvious why the Marionette was up and about. "Oh, your music box. Night watch! Why have you not wound up the music box?" Jeremy shook his head and began to freak out.

"What the hell?! You guys just wrecked the office!"

"It is not our job to maintain your office during the night. You must do your job."

"It is if I need this space to fix you up! Now it's going to take even longer to get started, hell, I might not be able to start tonight because of this!" Jeremy said, rushing around trying to clean up the mess that was currently the security office. Jeremy went to grab one of his wrenches when another hand landed on it first. Looking up, The Marionette had grabbed it, and was looking down at him. It placed the wrench on the table, and then began to gather other supplies that had been strewn about. Bonnie righted the desk, and moved some of the appliances around.

"Uh..."

"If this will help you fix us faster, we will help." Bonnie said, as he continued to clean. Marionette nodded it's head, and began picking up most of the papers. Jeremy blinked in confusion, but shook his head. At least now he wouldn't be fired.

"Thanks...I guess." Jeremy said, and the trio began to fix up the whole office. By the time it was finished, it was around 4 AM.

"Alright, now that everything is back in order, I think I can at least get some work done. Since you want me to make you a new head entirely Bonnie, I'm going to have to sketch one out for you." Jeremy said, grabbing a sheet of paper and a pencil. "If you don't mind, I'll need to draw you both front ways and sideways so I know what to expect." Jeremy looked over at the head on the floor. "If you could hold the head up for me, that would be good too, here I'll help you get it balanced." Bonnie nodded in agreement, and held the head that was placed in his hand, struggling to balance it since it was wider than his endoskelotal hand. For the two hours, it was complete silence in the building, other than the occasional "turn" from Jeremy, and Bonnie's movements. At 5:45, Jeremy set down his pencil and stretched.

"I think that should do it. I'll get to working on the head as soon as I can." Jeremy stated, and looked at Bonnie, who didn't seem too pleased, as it growled a little. "Hey, I can't exactly make a head over night, I'm going to work on your head every chance I get. I know how badly you want it back, and I don't want to die anytime soon, so don't worry, okay?" Bonnie said nothing, it shook for a moment, but then it turned and walked away, probably to head back to the parts and service room. Jeremy let out a slow breath and leaned back into the chair, closing his eyes for a quick moment. He had gained a headache; he had focused so hard on getting every little detail into the sketch so it wouldn't look half-assed. When he opened his eyes again, he let out a shriek as he came face to face with the white mask of the Marionette puppet.

"Wha-what are you doing here?!" Jeremy stuttered and scooted backwards in his seat. The Marionette just stared at him, it's head tilted, when it leaned down to look at Jeremy again. It brought one of it's hands up to Jeremy's face, and traced it's fingers under his eyes. Jeremy reached up to see if he had anything there, but the Marionette pulled away. It went over to the laptop, and hit a button, and suddenly it's music box started to play again. That's when Jeremy realized that during the entire time he had been sketching Bonnie and his head, he had forgotten to wind it up again. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't remember seeing the Marionette leave. Feeling a sense of guilt, Jeremy tried to apologize, but it was already gone, back to it's box to get a little bit of sleep before the pizzeria opened. Jeremy sat in his chair for the next ten minutes, wondering why the Marionette hadn't intervened sooner, but could fathom no answers, even after the chime signifying it was 6 AM ran out.

I wanted to make this chapter as long as I could, but I don't think it's as long as I wanted to. Oh well. At least I got the chapter out at a reasonable time. I'm going to be starting school again next week, and I work on the weekend, so updates will probably be slower. But I will try my hardest to get the third chapter out before then. Until then, PLEASE

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