Bonnie kicked his feet up onto the table where him, Foxy, Mangle, and Chica were gathered, each doing their own thing. Unfortunately, the table had to be in the very corner, due to the rubble created by Ruby's...incident that day.
Foxy and Mangle were both reading books, Chica was doodling in her notebook, and Bonnie was listening to music. More specifically, Blood in the Water by grandson. It was one of his favourites, but sadly the song was coming to an end. He closed his eyes and awaited the next song on the playlist.
Baby shark do do do do do do, baby shark-
Bonnie sat up straight and fumbled through his pockets for his phone. He groaned when he saw that the next five songs were a mixture of K-pop and weird little kids songs. "Chicaaaa, were you using my phone again?" Bonnie groaned.
Chica winced. "Sorry...but look! I drew a rabbit!" Chica flipped her notebook over to reveal a cute sketch of a purple Bambi-style bunny sniffing a blossoming dandelion with one of its long feet raised in the air- like Thumper from Bambi. Bonnie rolled his eyes.
"Incredible. Is that supposed to be a caricature?" He asked dryly.
Chica covered her mouth and giggled whilst flipping the page to show him two drawings of a red fox and a white and pink one. There were little pink-pen hearts drawn around them. Bonnie smiled, just a little.
He turned his attention to Foxy and Mangle. Mangle was reading Crossed, a book series she'd gotten into a few days ago. Some science fiction/romance series. It looked interesting, Bonnie might read it sometime.
Foxy's book cover was more hidden, but Bonnie pushed the book up, easier because he took Foxy by surprise, and was a bit startled to come face-to-face with...a romance novel? And not just any romance novel, for the cover featured a lady in a long white dress swooning over a bare-chested rugged man over a sunrise. The title was written in swirly white cursive, Love at First Dawn.
Bonnie raised his eyebrows. "Love at First Dawn, eh? Not exactly a tale of swashbuckling adventure I'd expect from you."
Foxy's face was bright red (well, more red than usual,) and he was shoving the book under the table, trying to hide it from everyone's view.
"It- it's an adventure-fantasy tale of high seas, with some romance in it?" He tried weakly to defend himself.
Mangle raised her eyebrows in disbelief. "Mhm."
Bonnie reached under the table and snatched the book from Foxy, handing it over to Chica to read the backsplash.
"' Widower Ellen Crosby sails over to Scotland for a family reunion, right into the strong, manly arms of Scottish blacksmith Justin Leode. When pirates arrive, who can save Ellen from doom and peril?'" Chica read.
Bonnie laughed and shook his head. "Didn't think you were the tawdry romance type, man."
Foxy rolled his eyes and snatched the book, this time successfully, from Bonnie's hand. "Give me that, you rascally rabbit." He went back to his 'adventure-fantasy tale of high seas', that even someone with two brain cells could see that it was obviously a romance novel.
Bonnie shrugged and skipped the dumb Chica songs on his playlist to some of his favourite dubstep-heavy metal mixed songs. Everyone was peaceful. Everyone was enjoying themselves. Bonnie shifted in his chair, closed his eyes, and…
"SCHOOL TIME!"
Bonnie jolted awake only to see Freddy slamming five textbooks onto the table and pulling a chart down from seemingly nowhere. He tossed four orange 2B pencils onto the table and crossed his arms smugly.
Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, and Mangle let out a collective groan.
"Freddy whyyyyy…" Chica moaned, slumping onto the table and covering her face with her arms.
"We were having so much fun, darling, can't we just not have school?!" Mangle pleaded.
Freddy shook his head sternly. "Absolutely not. I put off school for September, because of the whole Ruby thing. But we need to get started, you don't want to fall behind. Now, I've prepared some pamphlets for you, and I got several MathSmart textbooks for us to do. Now, everyone, please turn to page 11 and you'll find some very interesting problems…"
There was a collective sigh from the four pupils as they opened their MathSmart11 books and flipped to page eleven, which featured some algebra and other math things that Bonnie didn't have the heart to name.
"...Carry the 5, then if you cross-multiply x by y…" Freddy continued, drawing equations on the massive wheeled whiteboard with a green-and-purple marker. Bonnie doodled pictures of stick figures in the margins of his textbook, choosing not to pay attention as always. It wasn't like they'd ever use this stuff, they weren't getting out of the pizzeria anytime soon.
"Then you can see that x is 67 and y is 89!" Freddy finished with a flourish, circling his answer twice in purple. "Now, show me your answers. Remember to show your work!"
Chica, who'd actually tried, had gotten it correct.
Freddy gave her a disapproving look. "You didn't show your work, Miss Chica." He shook his head in disappointment. "Five minutes less recess."
Chica's mouth dropped open in indignation. "WHAT?! You can't do that! That's not fair!" Chica cried in outrage. Mangle shot Freddy a confused look.
"But none of us can even go outside…" She mused.
Freddy pointed at Mangle. "Raise your hand before you speak! Last warning!"
Mangle grumbled and rested her chin on her black-gloved hand, slouching. The gloves looked new, they were short with triangular slits cut out and black pink spiked ends. Bonnie wondered where (and how) she got them.
Foxy had been looking under the table the whole time, with his one yellow eye scanning back and forth. Bonnie narrowed his eyes. Something was not right…Freddy, or Mr. Fazbear, or whatever, seemed to notice it too. He strolled over all casual and non-suspicious-like, then...
"AHA!"
Freddy reached down, and with one swift motion, snatched the romance novel out of Foxy's arms. Foxy cried out and tried to get it back. Which should have been easy, since Foxy was considerably taller than everyone, but somehow he managed to get his hook caught in the tablecloth, which he tried to get unstuck while Freddy danced away with the book.
"Foul play, scallywag. I was almost done wit' that!" Foxy whined. Freddy shook his head and dropped the book in a small brown Amazook box. (Maybe Mangle got the bracelets from Amazook…?) He closed the top and slid it into a desk drawer...when did the desk get there? Bonnie glanced down and noticed that the bottom of the desk had wheels. Freddy must have wheeled it in from the office where he and occasionally Christian Lee, the president of Fazbear Entertainment, worked on financial and other company business, Bonnie usually played it no mind. He kind of felt bad for Freddy though, forced to be the face of the brand and having to do a ton of the work. Chica, being Chica, had insisted on helping in some way, so she drew the pictures. Foxy, Mangle and Bonnie hadn't volunteered, but maybe Bonnie could give it a shot...for Freddy. Because isn't that what good boyfriends do?
Bonnie slumped in his seat more, resting his head in his hands as Freddy droned on and on about math and equations and algebra and pi and whatever else. Bonnie loved the sound of Freddy's low, husky singer voice, obviously, but there was only so much math he could take. His lack of smartitude didn't exactly help either…
"Hello? Helloooo? Can you hear me? Hello? Is this thing on- ah! There you are! Been a while, eh?"
Bonnie wrinkled his nose instinctively at the prodding of the person standing above him. He sat up and rubbed his temples, adjusting, a moment of dizziness overcoming him as he slowly took in his surroundings.
The cotton candy fluffy lavender-coloured clouds, bouncy and aesthetic dotted the pale blue sky. Seemingly endless nothingness all the way down, Bonnie had peered lower and checked. Except, of course for random dark-mauve mountains and peaks sprinkled across the peaceful landscape. Bonnie swore he could even hear harps playing if he strained his ears enough.
"I recognize...oh wait! It's you!"
The girl smirked like, 'what took you so long?'
She had her long crimson hair in a high ponytail with pieces hanging down. She was wearing a baggy neon highlighter green Billie Eyelash hoodie and black leggings with rips on the knees. She had black checkered Vans(don'tgetintoavaneveniftheyofferyoucandy) on with cute pug socks.
"I notice you haven't visited me in a while." She tilted her head to the side. "Lost interest in me?"
"What are you, Monika?" Bonnie scoffed, getting up and looking her in the eyes. Huh. He was pretty tall, but she managed to almost match him in height.
"No, though she is my favourite." The girl thought. 'The girl'. That wasn't a good term to refer to her as. Bonnie recalled being interrupted by a certain chicken before he could know her name. This was his chance!
"So, what's your name?"
"Um." She frowned. "My name is...uh…" She paused, thinking.
Why do you have to think about your own name? Bonnie wondered. Odd.
"Maegan." The girl, named Maegan, apparently, said.
Bonnie tested it out. "Maegan. Mae-gan. Like Me-gan." Bonnie noted. That's a pretty name. Spelled-
"The correct way." Maegan quipped, crossing her arms.
So she could apparently read minds, too. Bonnie nodded. "Of course."
Maegan glanced around the dreamscape warily, then turned to Bonnie. She took hold of his right hand, shaking it and gripping it tightly.
"Listen. There's something going on in Hurricane... something BIG. And while I'm not too sure about what it is I know it's involving you. I think-"
The world suddenly grew darker, colours sweeping around Bonnie, clouds and mountains growing blurry and a black dog engulfing his vision. Maegan started to fade out. She looked around in panic, hazel eyes sweeping the landscape.
"Wait, not yet! Bonnie! Watch out for-"
"Bonnie? Bo-nnieee. Oh gosh, get up."
"Was I really that boring?"
"Darling, when are you not?"
"Shush Mangle, no need to be rude. Bonnie, get up. The workers are here."
"If he's not alive, can I use his arm bones as paddles for my pirate ship?"
"The hell, Foxy?!"
Bonnie woke up with a start, not exactly wanting Foxy to use his arms as paddles, only to be met with Chica, Freddy, Mangle, Foxy, and Ruby staring him down. Ruby waved to him.
"Hi."
"Uh, hi. How long was I asleep?" Bonnie asked them, rubbing his head.
"Ah, about an hour. The staff's already here. Beck, Natalia, Jack, and Jeffery, being the oldest, are helping set the wood beams, Leah and Tiara are helping run the supplies to the workers, and Heather is sitting on the couch, giving herself the third manicure of the day, and gabbing on and on to some girl named Zoe on her phone, while barking orders at the rest of the staff." Freddy explained wearily, sighing.
"We tried to get Heather to help, but that girl is scary." Chica hissed, shuddering.
Bonnie glanced over at the couch to see Heather for himself.
"Oh my God, no way! Literally, I am SO shocked! Yes. Yes! What?! No. Wait, Zozo, I thought that Brent and Isaac were dating? No? OMG! So like, he's single? OMG, Zoe, I'm like, in shock. No way! NO WAY! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Oh, my God STOP! Stop! Stop! Like, stop!"
"Why doesn't she take her own advice and 'like, stop!'" Ruby grumbled, crossing her arms. She had her dark crimson hair in a high ponytail, and was wearing a white tube top, black leather biker jacket (despite not being able to drive a car, let alone a motorbike), short red skirt, and her signature, weirdly large and clunky, high-heeled black combat boots.
Bonnie rolled his eyes. He was turning into Mangle, always paying attention to what other people wore. Bonnie himself wore pretty much the same thing every day. Sweatpants or ripped jeans, a hoodie, red bowtie, and a T-shirt of some sort, every day. Same with Freddy, except for he had his signature tie. Mangle and Chica wore slightly fancier outfits, with dresses and blouses and frills. Trendier clothes too. Needless to say, they had quite a lot of Amazook or FredEx boxes that arrived at their door, filled with clothes.
Freddy glanced over at the hole in the wall, and the six workers surrounding it. They were working hard, hammering nails into boards and tirelessly patching up the hole.
Chica smiled. "I'm gonna go thank them!"
She started to skip over, but then Freddy yelled to her, "NO! THEY'LL SEE YOU!"
Chica proceeded to shift into robot form without breaking pace and stood stick-straight in front of the six staff members.
"Ah. He-llo. I am Chi-ca the Chi-cken. I have a mess-age from the pre-si-dent of Faz-bear En-ter-tain-ment. He says you are do-ing an ex-cell-ent job. Beep boop bop bleep."
Chica shuffled away with her arms out on a sort of T-pose, making beeping robot noises. She ducked around the corner to the unoccupied hallway of which Freddy, Bonnie, Foxy, Mangle, and Ruby were hiding. She shifted back into ghost form with an elaborate twirl, her frilly pale pink dress billowing out around her. She grinned happily.
"So how was that?" She asked cheerfully.
Foxy and Mangle, in sync, proceeded to facepalm. Chica made a hmph sound and plopped down, leaning against the wall.
Ruby looked confused. "But... everyone already knows you're a robot. Why couldn't you just walk out in that humanoid form you're programmed with?"
The five robots exchanged looks. Bonnie frowned. Even though Ruby had spent almost two months with them, she still didn't know that they were in fact originally kids trapped inside the suits. But she didn't need to know the information yet. Not until they could completely trust her.
Seeming to shrug it off, Ruby bounced up, suddenly excited. Her ponytail bounced with her.
"Oh hey! So I got myself grounded for Halloween, so I thought we could host a Halloween party here! I've already invited Tulisa and Josh, these twins I made friends with, and they invited Olivia and Bella and Gray and Carson, and they invited Camilla and Risa and Mitzi and Abbie, some of the most popular girls in school, and they invited Brittany and Lienne and Matt and Isaac and Sawyer, and they invited-"
"STOP!" Bonnie made a slashing nothing with his arms. "You invited all these people - without checking with THE PEOPLE WHO LIVE IN THE PLACE?!"
"I think it's a fun idea," Chica said timidly from the floor.
"Me as well," Mangle nodded. "It would be cool to have some visitors our age."
"All in favour, say 'Aye'" Foxy instructed.
"Aye," said Ruby.
"Aye," cheered Chica.
"Aye," yelled Mangle.
"Aye," shouted Foxy.
"Aye-" Freddy started to say, but Bonnie cut him off.
"Not you too, Freddy! Come on, there'll be like fifty teenagers here! Teenagers smell like feet and they bring in trouble!"
"You sound like somebody's grandpa who won't let them go out past curfew," noted Chica.
Freddy grabbed Bonnie's hands and shook them. His deep brown eyes were shining.
"Come on, Bon-Bon, pleeeease? It'll be fun! There's going to be snacks, and decorations, and music - you love those things!" Freddy begged. Bonnie was slowly beginning to give in.
"But- but they'll recognize us! They'll wonder why we're not onstage!" Bonnie tried to make one last feeble attempt at shutting this party down.
"I thought about that, actually." Ruby came closer and took a set on a nearby chair, crossing her legs. "It's Halloween, right? Everyone's in costumes…"
Bonnie was beginning to get her drift, as was everyone else. He sighed.
"Alright, fine. I'll help with the stupid party. But don't expect me to enjoy it or anything."
There was a massive cheer and everyone jumped up and down for joy. Chica and Ruby, both giddy with happiness, hugged each other, but quickly let each other go, blushing.
Freddy hugged Bonnie tightly. "Thanks for agreeing. I know you hate this kind of stuff." Freddy whispered in his ear.
Bonnie rested his head on Freddy's shoulder. Well, maybe it won't be so bad. He thought. One thing was for sure - he'd make sure that the party had the best music he could possibly make!