Nixus growled as he pulled a chunk of scrap from underneath his table. Today was the day, the day he'd finally give Bonnie his stage back, and it had been a NIGHTMARE.
One, finding the fucking Voice Clips. These took him Months to do, digging his way though millions of Youtube videos, old uploads of the Pizzaplex from nearly 5 years ago, and a whole other cacophony of digging to find enough clean audio to replicate it on his own, like a Vocaloid.
His voice was a little off, mostly when he whispered, and it made it very obvious that it was Nixus's voice that made the basis, but it'd work. And Bonnie was one happy rabbit to actually be able to talk for once.
Two, actually getting everything set up for Bonnie. Bonnie Bowl had been shut down for years, only being kept around due to the costs and Bonnie Fans being surprisingly rabid. Monty was Bass, and had accumulated enough fame that cutting him off would piss off an Army. Not to mention that'd be a dick move to Monty, and Nixus had just got his Anger Issues helped out with Mangle.
Oh, wait, he could just have the band have Two bass players. Ned's Atomic Dustbin had two, and FREEBASS had three, so why not the Glamrock's?
And finally, Three: Burrows.
Despite having a rabbit pun for a name, the bastard was staunchly against Bonnie rejoining the band, not even stomaching the thought. Though, oddly, he was willing to throw Bonnie into Bonnie Bowl, likely to get Nixus to give up halfway.
Unfortunately for Burrows, Nixus was a Wilison. His Dad didn't go to M.I.T by half assing it, the Prototype Springlocks weren't built by giving up halfway, and by Freddy's Chest Fluff Plate That Bonnie Wouldn't Stop Hugging, he wasn't going to give up here.
I mean, It wouldn't be hard. Just flash Article Seven, and boom, he can do damn near anything. Of course, that's a threat to rarely use. Might lose effectiveness.
Nixus tossed the scrap to the bin and turned to Bonnie, who was nervously adjusting his guitar. "So, how you feeling, Bon?"
The mechanical bunny chuckled. "A fair bit nervous, Nix, not gonna lie." He flexed his hand. "Being offline for so long… I'm terrified, drop dead, that I might fuck up. Hell, even more scared of what Monty might think seeing me back. He still thinks He destroyed me, in the back of his head. And, oh Faz, Freddy!" Bonnie covered his face in a panic. "It's been so long! Will he still be my friend? Is he still the same lovable dork? Oh Faz, Oh Faz-"
Nixus laughed. "Chill out, Bonnie. He's still a dork, he's still your friend. Hell, he's been the most desperate in finding you. He spends so much time just looking at that bowling ball you painted for him in his Greenroom that I sometimes find him powered down there."
Bonnie gripped his guitar, and smacked his face. "Alright, C'mon BonBon! It's just meeting your best friends for the first time in almost 4 years…"
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"Hey Nix?"
"Yeah Bonnie?"
"Was the Pizzaplex always this dark?"
"Eh, not normally…"
Nixus looked around. The whole building was dark, and there weren't any messages on his phone telling him to stay home, so…
"Nothing a little Legal Breaking And Entering won't fix!" He pulled a key from deep inside his pocket, opening the front door.
Meanwhile, Vanny, Leeway, and Burro were finishing their install of their Benefactor's Virus into Monty, who had tried fighting back, but as he didn't have all of his upgrades installed yet, he was easily Terminated using the Security Code.
Vanny was watching the cameras when she perked up. "Uh, Boss?"
Burro growled. "What?!"
"Wilison is at the front door with Bonnie."
Burro had to swallow a loud gasp, almost throwing Monty to the floor as he ran to the cameras. "WHAT?!"
"Yeah, he's right there." Leeway pointed out.
"I can see that, you Dolt! This is bad…"
"Why's it bad sir? Can't we kill him easier now?" Vanny brought up, thumbing her knife silently.
"It's bad, because BONNIE IS IMMUNE TO THE VIRUS! He's always been immune to external installs, it has to be on his Operating System! And if he Boot Loads with the virus in his Hard Drive, it will be noticed, quarantined, and Destroyed! And then Wilison will notice and Make An Antivirus! Or worse, track Us down!"
Leeway tugged on his collar. "So, why not kill him?"
Burro furrowed his brow. "He's… different. I've tried sending Members out to deal with him, but every time he either evades us or figures a method to escape. The one time a Member managed to corner him, he snapped them in half like a chip. We had to waste an entire vial of Remnant to bring them back." He growled. "Unless you can get through that damn Firewall and get the Virus solidified in the Tools, you Will suffer."
Leeway and Vanny winced.
"Well, it makes sense. He's working on animatronics day in, day out. Carrying so much metal is bound to develop some good muscles…" Vanny murmured, silently zooming in on Nixus on the camera. "And those cybernetic limbs can't hurt."
Burro growled. "We have to be careful now… Leeway, once you finish with Montgomery, drag Chica up here. These two have the weakest security system links. I'd rather have Roxanne, but she's too guarded. Chica is weak, and pathetic, but she can still serve."
Leeway gave him a sarcastic salute before taking over working on Monty. Burro returned to the cameras.
"We need a way into his head… A way to understand his Thinking… Then, we can t."
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Bonnie looked around nervously as the duo continued into the Pizzaplex, Nixus humming some old song from the 1930's that he picked up on the radio as a kid.
Bonnie kept tapping his fingers, a million and one thoughts rushing through his brain, stress forming in his bones. Nixus gazed at him.
"... Bonnie."
"O-oh, Y-yeah?"
"Calm the Gay Panic, you'll cut yourself open on your nails."
Bonnie's voice caught in his throat as he became flustered, while Nixus simply laughed. "Seriously, It's gonna be fine! Freddy hasn't changed a smidge since you left, it'll be like picking up after a vacation."
His words helped the Lupine calm, ever so slightly. His fingers still twitched, and his ears wouldn't stay still, but he forced himself to Breathe. He adjusted his suit, fixed his fur/hair, and followed close behind Nixus as they entered Chica's Greenroom, the room chosen to be the animatronic's new hangout.
"Hey guys, what's up with y'all?"
The Glamrocks (Sans Monty, interestingly) looked up from their card game, saving Roxy from her visibly rising blood pressure and her hand of 30 cards. "Nixus? I didn't think anyone was being let in."
Nixus shrugged. "I have the Front Door key, they couldn't keep me out if they tried. Anyways, I brought a little bit of a… gift, you could say." He reached behind him and… pulled out an Extra Large Bonnie Plushie, a piece of merch that had been discontinued for almost 20 years. Freddy visibly flinched, while Chica cooed at the adorable bunny plushie.
"Now where'd'ja find this lil' thang at?"
The Mechanic adjusted his hat. "In my basement, guess I dropped him while cleaning up a while back." He also tossed a packet of cards onto the table. "Found that Uno deck you asked for, too."
Nixus made for the door, silently keeping track of Freddy's downcast expression, internally smirking as he reached the door.
"Oh, Yeah, I also have Bonnie."
Freddy sputtered, Chica squealed, and Roxy blinked as Bonnie walked in, in all his Nu Blue glory.
Nixus threw up a Peace Sign. "I'll leave y'all to it, I'mma find Monty."
And that left them in silence, awkward silence. Well, until Freddy started silently crying oily black tears, stumbling up to the bunny, and pulling him into a tight hug, tight enough to crack Human Bone.
"B-B-Bon Bon…" The bear's voice was as wobbly as Jell-O. Bonnie blushed at the contact and nickname, something Freddy came up with forever and a half ago.
"How's it going Fredbear?" The little nickname Bonnie picked up from an ancient ad for the first Diner their ilk were made for made the bear bot blush, hugging even harder. Nixus, from outside the room, silently took pictures. It'd make a really cute Collage.
"Bonnie, Freddy, this is gay as hell, and I appreciate it exists." Roxy said, steepling her fingers at the couple. "But what the Hell took so long, Silly Rabbit?"
Bonnie's ears struck up in annoyance. "That was ONE TIME, ROX!" He huffed. "And for your information, some of the parts Nixus needed to fix me got held back by International Shipping over in Germany, then he had to replicate my voice from old videos and instructional tapes." The blue rabbit scratched his head. "It took him a Lot of time to get that down, you can actually hear his voice when I whisper. And then there was getting Burrows to let me actually perform again…"
Roxy rolled her eye. "Of course Burrows got in the way. I swear, it's like he's allergic to Money. I mean, have you seen your fans? They're rabid as hell, put anything with your fluffy butt on it and they'll eat it up."
Bonnie laughed. "I know, right? Though, as much as I want to keep hugging Fredbear here until I snap in half, I want to talk to Monty. You know where he…"
That's when the door opened again, and Vanessa and Monty came inside. Monty was stuck at the door, staring with eyes blown open wider than a basketball. "B-Bonnie?"
Bonnie sighed, but put on a smirk. A dash of that "Wilison Charm" he'd picked up while being repaired. "Hey, Monty. I think we should have a little conversation, Crocodile."
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Mangle viewed out from a tree, sat upon the AR Landscape. To normal, flesh and blood folk, the ARscape looks just like a, well, normal world, though warped and mutated by technological manipulation. But for her, a fully technological entity, it was like a whole new WORLD. Small little bites of code became their own entities, wondering about, stirring up mayhem, a visual representation of Code activating.
Mangle giggled as a small Byte, looking a lot like a wasp with a gun barrel for a stinger, annoyed a Freddy Node, who was visibly resisting the urge to eradicate the code. But her eyes were pulled away from the sight, as she felt a small tug in the Code. Being the curious being she is, Mangle followed, carefully bouncing across hills and trees, following the Tugging across the MAP. Eventually, she found herself in a dark, damp, graveyard, known as Blacktomb Yard.
There, in the center of the Area, was a strange bundle of code, one that was… old. Not as old as she was, being a bi-product of the abandoned LOLbit code, but it was easily 10, no, 20 years old. And visually, it was an odd, pulsating dark blue and white bulb, slowly sucking up the surrounding code, trying to heal itself, based on the Procession Code being used.
With a paw, Mangle opened up a C/ Window, slowly reading through its code. "Well, Well, Well… Aren't you an interesting piece of tech? What's your name…"
"M̷̧̡̖̣̪̹̭͓͖̒̍̈́̍͊.̵̟̫̙̰̜͎͖͚͇̒͛̃̒̀͛̈̑̀͌͜͝X̸̡̢̥̠͉̫̮̻̺̪̀ͅ.̶͕͌̍ͅȨ̶͍̄͌̎́̄̌.̵̻͉̺̺͈̐͌̈́̇̓̈́̅̽̑͛Ŝ̷̹̬͕̯̑̉́̈́̇̕?"