So thank you to the people who reviewed. I really appreciate it. I would like to keep hearing more feedback from you guys, I feed off of it. :3 It's a tasty snack that gets me writing.

Ahaha anyway, here is Chapter Three: Bonnie's Skull Pt 2!

It was quiet in the spare work room at the school. The air conditioner was broken, and with the sun beating down the windows, it was even hotter inside than it was outside. No one wanted to be in the stuffy room unless they absolutely needed to, like Jeremy. He was grateful to an extent, it gave him the chance to work on Bonnie's skull. He was able to grab some spare parts and metal pieces from the scrap heap, but he knew it wasn't even close to being enough to make even a part of the head. Still, Jeremy had to try to get something started.

Looking at the paper sketch and looking at the amount of metal he had, Jeremy decided that he'd be able to get at least part of the cheeks done with what he had. He went over to grab some welding tools, and began to work on Bonnie's cheeks.

It was around 1 when Jeremy heard a banging on the door. Pausing, Jeremy set down the tools in their places and took off his welding mask. Who on earth was banging on the door? Students who were part of the program just had to use their key card against the scanner pad. Perhaps it was a student who forgot their key card? Hearing the banging continue, Jeremy decided to just let the person in. Considering how urgent it sounded, it had to be important.

"Hang on, I'll let you in." Jeremy called out, and the banging stopped. Jeremy took off his gloves, and wiped his hands on his pants before opening the door. "Sorry I was in the middle of-whoa!" Jeremy stumbled over as he was shoved aside as a figure moved past him. "Hey! Who do you think you are?!" Jeremy shouted angrily, and looked over to see the intruder moving towards his work bench, with a large bag on their back. In a rage, Jeremy stormed over to the person, and as they set down the bag, he spun them around to face him. "Who do you think you are?!" Jeremy said, an angry glare on his face, but it quickly turned into a shocked one, and he pulled his hand away.

"Honestly, is that how you treat every lady that you encounter Jeremy Fitzgerald? Especially ones who have gifts for you." The Marionette asked, an eyebrow raised as she brushed her hair out of her face. "You'll never find a woman if you keep acting like that."

"How did you get here?! Wait, no, how did you know I was here?" Jeremy asked, brushing off the insult with ease. He wasn't interested in finding a woman any time soon, the ones he encountered were usually clinging and whined about their appearance.

The Marionette giggled "Is that really what you're worried about? You don't want to know what I brought you? You're going to love it." Jeremy gave the Marionette an annoyed glare, but looked into the bag. "Do you like it?"

"It's...tons of metal? And Bonnie's head?!" Jeremy said, pulling the Bonnie head out of the large sack. Metal clanked around as it slid further to the ground. "Where did you get all of the metal?"

"The parts and service room, where else would I have gotten it?" The Marionette said. "I spoke with the others, and we realized that due to the age of the metal in us, it would be better if you had compatible metal and circuits to work with rather than you hunting for it. Not only will this make it faster for you to fix them, but it will be easier on you as well." The Marionette stated, and clasped it's hands together, tilting it's head. "Isn't that wonderful? This way, everyone will be happy."

"Happy...right..." Jeremy said, looking through all the metal parts. "This will be helpful with me making Bonnie's head. I only had enough to make part of the right cheek, but this should be great in adding the rest to it. Thanks." Jeremy said, as he inspected a larger piece.

Jeremy stiffened when he felt hands on his shoulders. "Uhm..."

"Jeremy."

"Huh?" Jeremy looked up to see the Marionette looking down at him. Her face held no emotion, and she moved her hands to his face again. Repeating the actions she had done the previous night, she traced her fingers under his eyes.

"Do you not sleep properly?" The Marionette asked. Jeremy blinked up at her. Where did that question come from?

"I mean, I get about as much sleep as the average college student..." Jeremy answered, and at the confused look on the Marionette's face, he could tell she couldn't comprehend how much sleep that was.

"Uhm...I try to get at least 7 hours of sleep, but usually it's around 4...5 if I'm lucky enough to get my stuff done." Jeremy said sheepishly. "It's normal, I mean, college takes up a lot of time, and plus with the job and...this..." Jeremy paused to look at the Bonnie head, and the Marionette looked at it as well. "...well, it's fine. I can manage."

"..." The Marionette stared at the head for a moment, then let go of Jeremy's shoulders and face. She moved around so she was in front of him, pushing the bag aside so she could kneel down in front of him.

"Do you really think it's a good idea to lie to me, Jeremy?"

"Lie to you?"

"Do you honestly expect me to believe you will be fine on only 4 hours of sleep? That you can really manage to get your work done?" The Marionette asked, her tone soft, but her words were dripping with acidic anger. "I see how most adults work at the Pizzeria, how the day guard can be so lazy and pretend no one sees him sleeping in the break room. I see the same dark circles under the eyes of the parents that bring their children to my home. They can barely stand." The Marionette gripped at Jeremy's face again, who flinched. "You have the same dark circles underneath your eyes, and by the way you flinch so easily at such a simple touch, I highly doubt that you can work under such conditions."

Jeremy could say nothing; she had a point. He had only been prepared to work for a week at the pizzeria, and now that he had taken the job on a more permanent level, he was having a harder time getting some proper rest. A gentle caress to his cheek caused Jeremy to close his eyes and relax. He was exhausted, he didn't exactly have a pleasant nights sleep last night, so his body was sore.

"Why...do you care so much?" Jeremy found himself asking. The Marionette didn't move, but when Jeremy opened his eyes, she was looking over at Jeremy's work in progress. She stood up, and examined the piece of metal.

"You really put a lot of effort in this, even though it's for someone you fear..."

"Well I'd rather it be perfect than for it to be half assed. I don't want to wind up doing the whole head again." Standing, Jeremy grabbed the cheek bone project from the table. "I still have to fix this dent here, since it's too far out, and if I'm going to be adding more metal to it I need to round out this edge here so it'll attach properly" Jeremy continued to rattle on about what he still needed to work on, and soon the two were talking about different ways he could do the project, and about the future animatronics parts he'll be working on as well.

"This has been an interesting day, but I need to return home." Stretching her long limbs, The Marionette yawned. "I can feel my power is starting to fade, so I'll need to take the back way." She walked over to Jeremy and placed her hands on his shoulder and cheek. "Thank you for the wonderful time today. I'm curious to see how you finished product will look."

"Thanks...I'll try and finish as quickly as I can..." Jeremy said, and suddenly Marionette leaned in closer, and Jeremy found himself growing completely still. What the hell was she going to do? A smile formed on her face, and then suddenly, she patted his cheek. "Uh..."

"You should start getting better sleep Jeremy, these dark rings under your eyes make your physical appearance less appealing." And with that, The Marionette let go complete, and quickly left Jeremy standing there alone. Suddenly the room felt so much more empty than it had before to him, and colder. Jeremy shuddered for a moment, and then turned back to the work bench to continue his project, trying to ignore the fact that he had may or may not have gotten a compliment from a animatronic girl. Looking over to grab his welding torch again, Jeremy paused to see a small envelope next to it. He quickly grabbed it and opened it to find his college ID inside, and a small note.

"It fell out of your wallet during my arguement with Toy Chica. I assumed you would need it back, so I decided to deliver it myself. You might want to keep a better eye on your belongings night guard; some of us like to keep mementos from our previous night watches.

~Marionette"

So yay, Chapter 3! A quick update I know. XD

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