Bonnie walked through the doors of the pizzeria with his toolbox. He had just come back from a repair job. He stepped into the stage to see Toy Bonnie, Toy Freddy and Toy Chica talking on the stage. He was staring at Toy Chica. He had the hugest crush on her since the day that they met, and the toys came to live with them.

"Hey Bon," a voice called.

Bonnie looked to see his best friend Foxy walking toward him. He smirked at him as they high fived.

"Hey pal," he said, "What's up?"

"Oh, nothing much," Foxy replied, "how was the job?"

"Okay I guess."

Foxy noticed that he kept glancing over at Toy Chica from the corner of his eye. Foxy smiled as he knew that Bonnie liked her in fact everyone but Toy Chica herself knew about his crush on her.

"Ya checking out Toy Chica," he teased.

"What no," Bonnie replied quickly, "don't' be stupid."

"Bon, everyone here knows that you like her, well except for her. You make it clear as day."

"I don't know what you're talking about, excuse me I got to put my toolbox away. Later Foxy."

He dashed off heading to the back room. Foxy watched him leave while shaking his head. It was so easy to see that he totally likes her. He looked over at Freddy from the corner of his eye. Freddy had just watched the whole thing. He walked over Foxy.

"You saw that didn't ya captain," Foxy asked.

"And I heard it all," Freddy replied, "I think that I might have a pto get those two together."

"Oh yeah, what is it?"

Freddy whispered in Foxy's ear. Foxy looked at him as he pulled away. This could work but they needed help with that.

"Right, I got ya," said Foxy.

"The problem is getting Toy Chica," Freddy said as he gestured to the girl on the stage.

"Leave that to me captain," said Foxy.

#

Toy Chica was walking down the hall that led to the office when she noticed Bonnie and Chica trying their hand at the guard as well. She quickly hide into a room and peered out watching them. She kept her eyes on Bonnie the whole time.

She had a huge crush on him but was too scared to even talk to him. The guard closed the door on Bonnie. Bonnie knocked on the window and flipped him the bird. He walked off heading back to the stage. Toy Chica ducked into the room hoping that he didn't see her. She waited for a few minutes before coming out of the room.

She sighed and she leaned forward putting her hands to her knees. Why is it that her first instinct when she sees him is to hide? Was she really that afraid to even talk to him?

"I'm an idiot," she murmured to herself.

"Let me guess, you hide from Bonnie again," said a voice.

She looked over her shoulder to see her best friend Mangle walking toward her. Of course, Mangle would know as she knew about her crush on Bonnie.

"I can't help it," she replied, "it's hard to even talk to him."

"You really need to girl up and tell him."

"I can't, what if he doesn't feel the same way? I can't handle rejection from him."

"So, you're okay loving him from a far?"

"Yes."

"Toy Chica!"

"Well excuse me, not everyone can build up the courage to talk to the guy that they like, like you did with Foxy."

"Okay first off, he came to me and second you can't just be fine with just loving him from a far. That's not good for you."

"I'm not taking that risk."

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"Hey Mangle," they heard Foxy call out, "can you come here please."

"Coming Foxy," said Mangle before turning to Toy Chica, "you can't keep this up forever."

"Oh yeah just watch me," Toy Chica shouted as Mangle walked away.

She let out a sigh. She didn't want to say it, but Mangle was right. She couldn't go on for much longer. She had to tell him, but the question was could she do that? She banged her head against the wall as she groaned in frustration.

"You idiot," she murmured under her breath, "why is this so hard?!"

#

"What's up Foxy," Mangle asked as she walked into the kitchen where her boyfriend and friends were.

"Good everyone is here," said Freddy.

"What's going on," Mangle asked.

"We're going to play match maker with Bonnie and Toy Chica," Chica replied.

"How," Mangle asked.

"I've worked it out," said Freddy, "Bonnie usually works in the back room. So, Mangle I need you get Toy Chica into that room. Foxy will closed and lock the door behind her then Chica and I will stand guard to make sure that no one disturbs them."

"Right," said Chica.

"Aye captain," said Foxy as he saluted.

"One question though," said Mangle.

"Yes," Freddy asked.

"What are we going to say to get Toy Chica in there. She normally doesn't go in there."

"I've already thought about that," said Freddy, "Mangle, you're going to tell her that I want to have a meeting in the back room with you two about catching the guard. That should do the trick."

"Okay," said Mangle, "when should we do this."

"Bon, should be there now," Foxy replied, "this will be a good time to try it."

"Right," said Freddy, "Mangle go find Toy Chica and do what I told you."

"You got it Freddy," said Mangle.

I hope this works. Toy Chica derives happiness.

#

"This way," said Mangle.

"Okay," said Toy Chica.

So far it was working. Mangle had found Toy Chica sitting on the stage looking at the back room as she had saw Bonnie enter it. Mangle had told her that Freddy wanted to have a meeting with them about the guard. Toy Chica had pointed out that Bonnie was in there. Mangle quickly came up with that Bonnie was part of the meeting as well. That seemed to work well enough.

Mangle watched as Toy Chica walked into the room. Foxy closed the door from behind. He lucked the door and turned to the kitchen where Freddy and Chica were watching. He gestured for them to come over. They nodded before walking over.

"I hope this works," said Mangle.

"Me too princess," said Foxy.

"Let's be patient," said Freddy, "it'll take some time."

#

Toy Chica looked over her shoulder as she heard the door closed behind her. She walked over and tried to open it but wouldn't budge.

"Mangle, what you are up," she groaned under her breath.

"Toy Chica," a voice called that made her froze.

She spun around to see Bonnie standing there as he was coming up from the basement. If she had a heart then it would be racing. Why was she stuck in this room with him of all people?

"H-hey Bonnie," she said.

"What's up," he asked, "is there something that you need?"

"No, Mangle said that Freddy wanted to have a meeting in here," she explained.

"Freddy say anything to me," he said as he put his fingers under his chin, "you sure?"

"Yes, but I think that she's up to something because the door is locked."

"Is it?"

He walked over and tried to open the door. She was right it was locked. He shook his head before walking toward his toolbox.

"Don't worry, I've got something here that can get it open," he said as he searched through the box.

Was this some plan to get us alone? Mangle, you're dead when I get out.

"That's weird," he said suddenly.

"What," she asked.

"I can't find it," he said, "something tells that Mangle isn't the only one here pulling something."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that Foxy and the others are involved in this too," he replied.

"So, what now," she asked.

"I don't know."

He looked around the room for something that he could use to unlock the door. He wasn't going to break it down with a hammer. Freddy would have a field day if he broke the door. Toy Chica leaned against the table that was in the middle of the room as she watched him look for something.

She could watch him all day. He sighed as he couldn't find anything. He walked over and leaned against the table beside her. She blushed as she realized that he was so close to her. She tried to look away, but it was hard not to stare at him as he was so close.

"We're stuck here until they get bored," he said, "We'll have to wait a while."

"I guess."

He looked up at the clock as he wondered how long they were going to be trapped in here. He looked over at her from the corner of his eyes. He couldn't help it as she was so beautiful, and it was hard not to stare. She noticed that he was staring at her.

"What do I have something on my face," she asked.

"Ah, no," he replied quickly, "you look great, perfect even."

She blushed as he said this. Bonnie slapped himself in the face. Why did he say that? He just made a fool of himself. Now she thought that he was creep. Toy Chica watched him to do this wondering why he did that in the first place.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, sorry if that sounded a little weird."

"N-no, i-it was fine," she replied, "thank you for that by the way."

"N-no problem," he said.

"Bonnie."

"Yeah?"

"Um, I wonder if you…"

"You are okay, you're cheeks are glowing."

"Y-yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Y-yeah."

"Okay, if you say so."

She looked to the door then back at him. Bonnie stood up and walked toward the door that led to the basement. He looked over his shoulder her.

"I'm going to check the basemen for something that we can use to get out of here," he said, "I'll be right back."

She nodded as he disappeared into the basement. She looked over at the door again. How long have they been in here already? She wished that she had her phone to check the time. She looked to the doorway that led to the basement as she heard him fall down the stairs.

"Bonnie," she cried as she ran down the stairs.

Bonnie sat up holding his head as he cursed under his breath. Why didn't they install a light switch on top of the stairs? She reached him and got down to her knees at his side.

"Are you okay," she asked.

"Yeah," he replied, "they seriously need to put a light switch at the top of the stairs."

"Can you stand?"

He stood up just fine. He dusted himself off while checking any injuries. Toy Chica stood and checked him over to make sure that he didn't miss anything.

"I'm okay, nothing seems to be broken."

"Are you sure that you're okay?"

"Peachy."

She giggled which made him smile. He loved listening to her laugh. He looked around to see he could find something to get the door. He walked over to a shelf and looked.

"Damn it," he cursed, "nothing."

"Should we look around?"

"No, there wouldn't be anything else that could open the door."

"So, we should go back upstairs?"

"Right, you go up first though, so that way if you trip I'll catch you."

She blushed as the thought of him catching her and holding her in his arms. She nodded before walking up the stairs with Bonnie not far behind her. She kept glancing over her shoulder at him. She missed a step and fell backwards. Bonnie acted quickly and caught her in his arms. He lost his footing and fell back onto the floor below.

She groaned a she looked to see that she had landed on top of him. Her cheeks grew as she saw him. She quickly sat up while still blushing.

"Bonnie, I'm sorry," she said, "are you hurt?"

"I'm fine," he replied as he sat up holding his head, "are you hurt?"

"No, you broke my fall."

"I'm glad to hear it."

She looked away from him. She couldn't believe that just happened. Bonnie sighed and stood up. He held out his hand for her to take. She looked over at him and blushed as she saw his hand out to her. She reached up and grabbed his hand. She could feel the sparks that shot up her arm as he pulled her up to her feet.

"You sure that you're okay?"

"Yeah, like I said you broke my fall, are you okay?"

"I'll be fine. Come on let's go back up carefully. If you feel like you need to grab onto something then hold onto to me, okay?"

"R-right."

They made their up the stairs and this time no one fell off the stairs. Bonnie walked to the door to see if it was still locked. He sighed seeing that it still is.

"I wouldn't be surprised if they forgot about us," he murmured under his breath.

"Still locked?"

"Yeah."

"You've think that someone would have heard us falling down the stairs or something."

"You would think."

He sighed as he didn't want to try this. He squared up his shoulder and rammed into the door. He bounced off and landed onto the table. Toy Chica ran to his side.

"That was stupid," he groaned.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

He sat up and his arm fell off his shoulder. She gasped in horror as she watched it fall off. He cursed under his breath.

"Get the toolbox on the shelf above you."

She turned around to see the red toolbox on the shelf above her head. She reached up and grabbed it. She brought it over to him. He took it from her as she picked up his arm.

"You're gonna have to hold it for me."

"Like this?"

"Yeah, like that, watch your fingers though."

He began to reattach his arm to his shoulder. Toy Chica could see that it was painful for him. She watched him as he reset it properly. He was biting down on his lower jaw to prevent himself from screaming out in pain. She removed her hands from his arm.

"Are you okay," she asked, "that looked painful."

"It was, but I'll be fine now."

"Bonnie."

"Yeah?"

"How do you think that we've been in here?"

"I'm not sure, could be a few minutes or so."

He looked over at the clock just above the door. It was almost six a.m. they would let them out soon that is if they remembered. It wasn't like they had anything important as the pizzeria was closed since it was Sunday.

"We might be in here for a while, why don't you get some sleep."

She was feeling a little tired. She sat down onto the floor and leaned against the wall. He got off the table and walked toward a corner of the room. He sat down leaning against the wall.

He looked over at her as she fell asleep. He could feel his own eyes getting heavy. He lowered his head as sleep overtook him.

#

Freddy decided that it was time to let them out. Even if this didn't work then at least it got them talking. He reached for the door knob but to his surprise the knob came off the door.

"Oh-uh," he said.

"What happened," Chica asked as she turned to see him holding the door knob in his hand, "how did that happen."

"I don't know," he replied, "but we're in trouble."

"They're stick in there?"

"I'm afraid so."

"That's just great, what now Freddy?"

"I'm sure that we can figure out something."

"Maybe Golden Freddy or the puppet could try it?"

"Good idea, come on let's go find them."

#

Bonnie woke up to find that he was still in the room, but what woke him up was Toy Chica screaming in her sleep. He knew why she would though as the reason that had the toys moved in was their old home being destroyed and she had seen it all.

"Toy Chica," he said as he got to her side, "you're dreaming, wake up."

Her eyes shot open, and she realized where she was. She was breathing heavily. He sat down beside and pulled her to him by wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She placed her hand onto his chest while burling her face into his shoulder and let the tears fall. He didn't know what to do to make her fear go away.

He could only imagine what it was that she went through. He felt helpless as he couldn't take her fear away. He had seen her like this before and like this time, he would try to comfort her by letting her cry on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her holding her close.

"It's okay," he said, "you're safe now."

"I know," she replied, "thank you."

she looked up at his face. They stared into each other's eyes. He knew how to make her feel better. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck and presses her beak against his mouth. He was surprised as she kissed him. His body tensed up before he started to relax. He closed his eyes as he returned the kiss.

They pulled away while blushing. She quickly pulled after realizing what she had just done. She turned her back to him while holding her face into her hands. She couldn't believe that she did that. She didn't know what possessed her to do that.

She could have gotten caught in the moment. He was looking so good, so kissable. She why was she so stupid? Now he would never want to talk to her ever again. She ruined everything and he might not want to see her again.

"Toy Chica," he said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't…."

He put his two fingers underneath her chin and turned her around to face him. He leaned forward and pressed his mouth against her beak. She was surprised that he was actually kissing her. She closed her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"It's okay," he said as he pulled away, "I enjoyed it."

"Y-you did?"

"Of course, I love you Toy Chica."

"I love you too Bonnie."

They kissed again and then pulled away as they heard the door open. They looked to see the puppet standing in the doorway. He looked inside to see them sitting against the wall with Toy Chica in Bonnie's lap. He chuckled to himself as he crossed his arms over his chest. This was a sight to behold.

"Am I interrupting," he asked.

"Maybe," Bonnie replied as he reached over and closed the door again.

Toy Chica giggled as he did so. They looked back each other and kissed once more. This was best way to make her feel better and it was thanks to him the love of her life.