A/N - This chapter takes place during the timeskip in the previous one. It is Bonnie's flaskback, but not told from his POV. Enjoy! Also, the areas with *'s at the ends are what I like to imagine as Mortal Kombat moments.

Mike came in as he always did, and whilst Freddy and Chica went to the office, Bonnie didn't. This was strange, considering Bonnie loved the office more than Mike himself, but Freddy thought nothing of it. Mike monitored the cams every now and then, and when he wasn't monitoring Pirate Cove, Bonnie snuck in and sarcastically spoke to Foxy, before *kneeing him in the face and then repeatedly smashing him with his fists, like he and Freddy did in '87, only this time, it was for no reason at all. Within minutes, Foxy was started to leak oil, and was to weak to move or speak. Bonnie left, hiding his movements precisely. He entered the cove 10 minutes later with some... tools. Hammers and the like. Bonnie took a hammer and started mercilessly smashing his endoskeleton head, cracking it severly before covering him in lighter fluid, and breaking his wrists and ankles then leaving him to rot, quickly bleeding out.*

'Hey, is that BONNIE!? In Pirate Cove?' Chica asked, worried what he could be doing if it was him. Freddy was quick to demand the feed be brightened, which Mike did. It was. The only wierd that about this video feed, other than that Bonnie was there, was that the out of order sign said 'IT'S ME'.

Freddy POV

It WAS Bonnie. I sprinted out of the office, and straight into Bonnie, saving Foxy from being burnt by a match, which had been lit but extinguished buy my ability to simulate wind when running.

*'Hey! Freddy! What the FUCK do you think you're DOING!?' Bonnie yelled in anger, knowing that he was BUSTED. I actually couldn't believe it. I was saving the life of the same animatronic that I smashed the life out of 8 years ago.

'I'm donig many things. Here is a full list. 1. Talking. 2. Living. 3. Loving. 4. Saving a life. 5. Preventing murder, and soon, 6. Repairing.' It was a wierd feelng, but I knew that I was doing the right thing. I couldn't help it. He- He was my f-friend.

'You know what Freddy? FUCK YOU! ALL YOU EVER DO IS FUCKING HELP CHICA! YOU ALWAYS FUCKING HAVE! WHY CAN'T YOU, FOR FUCKING ONCE, CAN YOU NOT BE A SELFISH SHIT-HEADED DICKFACE! PLEASE! W-W-WHY ARE YOU EVEN HELPING HIM! YOU DID THIS YOURSELF 7 YEARS AGO! SO PISS OFF, FREDRICK!' He yelled at the top of his endo-lungs.

'Actually, it was 8 years ago, and I don't fucking carre. Foxy is my friend, and I will save his FUCKING LIFE IF I WANT TO! OHKAY! If you don't like it, then go fuck off and never come back.' I yelled. I needed that box fixed. Fast.

'DON'T. CALL. ME. FREDRICK! CALL ME THAT AGAIN AND I WILL RIP THE FACE OF OF YOUR FUCKING HEAD! INHALE MY DONG, ENRAGEMENT TWAT!' I yelled, screaming in his face like I would with Mike and Jeremy to scare them during their first two weeks.

Mike POV

I turned the camera off. I didn't want Chica to have to see Foxy. Not like this. I got her quickly into the kitchen for her to make some pizza, assuring her that Foxy was fine, but without actually saying so. I ran to the cove and *leapt in Bonnie's direction with extreme force only to be forced down, crushing Foxy even more.* I landed right on top of him, getting me covered in oil. I got a crowbar from the tools that were used to smash Foxy with, tripped up Bonnie, and turned him off. 20 minutes had passed, and Freddy was in Pirate Cove finding a way to lock the curtains shut to prevent Chica seeing the dying fox. He wanted to help his friend so bad, but the fact that it was 5:58 made his wish impossible. For a while...

A/N - Sorry this took so long to upload! I hate cliffhangers as much as everyone else, but this one is REALLY tempting, I think.