The next day was a busy one. Many of the children coming in had parties reserved, and since so many of the arcade games were not working, the kids went to the stage to listen to the animatronics. Not once throughout the whole day did Chica once look at Bonnie. By 12:00 A.M, Chica had already been hiding from him, and Freddy was with Foxy. They were talking in the other room. Bonnie decided to look for Chica, since he had nothing better to do. He tried calling her name, offering her pizza, but he had no sign of the other animatronic. He realized that what he did was his own fault, and that nobody would ever love him. He grabbed the pizza cutter, and went into the other room. At about 2:00 A.M. Chica found Bonnie in the room by himself, surrounded by darkness.
"How can you see in here?" She asked him.
Bonnie's eyes widened at the fact that Chica had come to talk to him.
"Oh…Hey. You came to talk to me?" Bonnie asked.
"Yeah I would! You're my best friend Bonnie." Chica replied, smiling.
Bonnie was confused as to why she came even after what happened the day before. Looking down at his arms, realizing the mistake he made. His fur on his suit was missing on parts, and blood poured from the cuts on his wrists.
"What you got there?" Chica asked curiously.
"Nothing…It's…It's nothing." Bonnie said. But it was too late. Chica had already seen the cuts on his arms.
"WHAT THE HELL? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" Chica screamed. She didn't want Bonnie to become emo.
"DID YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?" Chica said.
"I…I…" Bonnie was sobbing, but he nodded.
"ARE YOU INSANE? IM GONNA GO GET YOU BANDAGES, BUT YOU'RE LUCKY I DON'T…UGH!" Chica left the room angrily. Bonnie didn't understand why she cared so much. It seemed as if she hated him. Always hiding from him, trying to avoid him. By the time she came back and healed his wounds, she was able to calm down.
"Please…Never…Do this to yourself…" Chica said, tears beginning to rain down her face. Bonnie looked at her and apologized. He began to walk up to leave the room.
"Bonnie…" Chica said, wiping her tears.
"Yeah?" Bonnie said, turning around to look at her once again.
Chica didn't say anything else. Instead, she stood up, and force her lips onto Bonnie's. Bonnie blushed, as Chica whispered one thing into his ear.
"I'll talk to you tomorrow, babe."
Chica then left the room, and Bonnie stood there, expressionless, as he tried to process what had just happened. When he finally did, he smiled, and walked onto the stage as the clock rolled over to 6:00 A.M. He had never been so happy in his life before.