A/N To those who are saying in reviews that Bonnie is a boy, I get it. But in this story, she is a girl, and I perceive her and portray her as a girl. Please, I get it, you don't need to go on about it.

Anyway, sorry for the long wait.

I don't have an excuse so... Just enjoy.

Freddy's POV

6:21 AM

Freddy stood on stage with his arms folded. He occasionally glanced at the clock that was pinned to the wall directly in front of, huffing and shaking his head at how late his fellow band members were. He was a little curious to know where Chica and Bonnie could possibly be, but not curious enough to leave the stage.

Minutes passed, and the only sound that filled the deathly silent room was the clock ticking as its hands steadily moved along the face. He heard the padding of paws, and mere moments later, Bonnie appeared in the doorway, guitar in hand as always.

She gave him a brief smile as she climbed onto the stage and took her regular place. After another long period of silence and staring at the clock, Freddy turned towards Bonnie "Where's Chica?" He asked.

Bonnie shrugged in response "She wanted to head over to prize corner or something, but that was ages ago."

"I wonder what's keeping her" Freddy muttered, more to himself than Bonnie. He turned his attention back to the rabbit and asked "Did she talk to you?"

She nodded "Yeah"

"What did she want to talk about?" He questioned, wondering if Chica had confronted Bonnie the same way she had confronted him.

"Mangle. What about you?"

"Mangle" he repeated Bonnie's words.

Freddy let out an irritated sigh, tapping his foot on the stage "Maybe I should go get her" he suggested.

"Give it another 5 minutes. If she doesn't show up, then we'll both go down to prize corner and get her. She probably stopped by the kitchen on her way back, anyway"

Freddy nodded in agreement. After another minute of silence, the two heard the padding of animatronic feet. A moment later, out of the darkness that surrounded the doorway emerged Chica.

Freddy stared at her scornfully as she climbed on stage. As he did so, he could've sworn that her eyes were not her normal pink-ish purple colour. They had been black, empty, lifeless, with only a glowing white dot in the centre.

Chica turned to him and returned his gaze. Her eyes looked perfectly normal. Freddy gave her a puzzled look and scratched his head in confusion. Maybe he was just seeing things "What took you so long?" He asked.

"Oh, I just needed to sort out a things" she replied.

"Like what?" He questioned.

"Me and Mangle had a little chat and sorted everything out" Chica explained, smiling eerily.

"That's good. Just don't be late in future, okay?"

"Sure thing, Freddy"

One hour later...

A group of children hurried into the room and started cheering. After playing a brief song to greet them the animatronics began to speak to them directly.

"Hey kids!" Freddy greeted.

"Hey Freddy!" They all answered back.

"Are you ready to have some fun?" He asked.

"Yeah!" The children cheered.

"How about we get some pizza and head on down to Parts and Service" Chica suggested, taking a step forwards.

The children looked puzzled. "What's that?" One child in particular asked.

"Parts and Service is where all our old friends are kept. Would you like to see?"

The children paused for a moment, whispering amongst themselves before answering with another enthusiastic "Yeah!"

Something was wrong. The new animatronics were not allowed to mention Parts and Service, and the children weren't supposed to know about it. Freddy had to take action before this all got out of hand.

Freddy placed a paw on Chica's shoulder and gently pulled her back from the edge of the stage "Come now, Chica, you know we're not supposed to talk about that place! It's a secret" he told her, trying his best to give her a warning whilst staying in character.

"We shouldn't keep secrets, Freddy. Especially when Parts and Service is such a fun place!"

Freddy scowled, before turning towards the children to speak to them directly "Why don't you all head over to Kids Cove and play with Mangle for a while. It's a lot more fun than Parts and Service"

But the children weren't going anywhere. They were curious about Parts and Service and it was only a matter of time before they went to try and find it themselves.

"Why don't we all head over to the kitchen and grab some snacks for our old friends! They're awfully hungry, and I'm sure they can't wait to see you" Chica addressed them.

"Chica, that's enough" Freddy growled, slipping out of character. "We are not going over to Parts and Service, you understand?!"

Chica's head spun round, her eyes blackened with bright white dots. She lashed out at Freddy, knocking him backwards.

Bonnie gasped, who had been watching the spectacle in silence, jumped off the stage and kept the children away from the fight. Freddy snarled as Chica lunged at him again, but he was ready. He opened his mouth and clamped his jaws around her beak.

He began to bite down on Chica's beak, sinking his teeth deeper and deeper in the orange plastic. Chica screeched, attempting to claw Freddy's eyes out in an effort to free herself. But Freddy wouldn't relent.

Chica continued to struggle, as a bunch of employee's came charging in, pushing past the children and making their way towards the stage.

In one final attempt, Chica pulled back, and a sickening crack followed as her beak was torn from her own face.

The employees climbed on stage, opened the back of Chica's head and shut her down. Another came over to Freddy and opened up his head.

Freddy looked around in panic, catching sight of Bonnie off stage, comforting a child by cuddling them. As the employee's fiddled around in the back of his head, Freddy's jaw slackened and Chica's crushed beak fell to the ground, clattering on impact.

Then everything went dark.

Bonnie's POV

Bonnie stood their wide eyed as the employee's shut down Freddy. Once they had broken up the fight by the only way possible, they jumped off stage and escorted the children out of the room, while one of them addressed her.

"Everything okay, Bon?" He asked.

"Am I going to be shut down too?" She replied with a question.

He shook his head "You kept the children back while those two were fighting. You're not a threat" he paused "Keep an eye on them for us, Bon. The day guard will do the same. We'll reactivate them shortly, but we're closing off the show stage for the time being"

Bonnie nodded "Yeah, I'll keep an eye on them for you"

The employee patted her shoulder "Thanks, Bon" he said gratefully, before moving past her and leaving the show stage.

Bonnie sighed as she climbed on stage and closed the curtains behind her. Freddy and Chica stood motionless. Bonnie paused before picking up Chica's beak and placing it by Chica.

"They'll fix that, don't worry" she told the animatronic chicken comfortingly, staring at the gaping mouth that had been left behind. Surprisingly, behind her beak, Chica had very sharp teeth. It was worrying. Had that always been there?

The sound of crying filled the room. Bonnie was immediately concerned, and left the stage to see if any of the children were still here and hadn't been escorted out.

The room was empty.

"That's weird" Bonnie murmured aloud, even though the crying continued. Then the room fell silent once again.

Bonnie glanced around wearily, looking up at the security camera to see if it was on. It wasn't. Bonnie was truly alone.

That was the case until a figure emerged from the darkness, permanent tears running down his face.

The Marionette.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

The Marionette blank her.

"You should be in Prize Corner"

Silence.

"You're not supposed to be here" she told him, beginning to lose her temper.

The Marionette placed a present he had been carrying on the ground and gently kicked it across the room. The present slid across the tiled floor and landed by Bonnie's feet.

Bonnie hesitated before picking it up and looking back at the Marionette. Only to find he wasn't there. He was gone.

Bonnie glanced down at the present, taking note of the label that hung from the ribbon. "To Freddy. From me to you"

The gift was for Freddy. Yet Bonnie couldn't help but open it. Inside was a Freddy plushie. A plushie of his older version. It had soft brown fur and bright blue eyes, a cute button nose, a black top hat and a little microphone in its paw. Bonnie lifted the plushie up into the light, examining it, and then putting it back in the box and sealing the lid.

A hand touched her shoulder.

Bonnie wanted to pull away, but their grip was tight, almost as if the tips of their fingers were sinking into her costume. The unknown being leaned forwards and whispered into her ear.

"You'll be next"