Toy Chica POV

Well, it happened. I'm found out.

Turns out I had a spectator when I gave Foxy her little goodnight. That animatronic Balloon Boy was snooping around and caught me giving her forehead the business. Plus, from what I hear, I was enjoying it quite a bit. Now my friends hate me and will always hate me and are probably gonna tell management I'm faulty and have me scrapped. Can't say I deserve any less.

It happens like this.

I'm in the girls' bathroom, dreamily thinking about what I would do with Foxy if I got the chance, and for a fleeting moment I don't have a worry in the world.

"Chica, get the FUCK out here RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"

I'm broken out of my stupor and rush out to see Freddy and Bonnie awaiting me. Bonnie won't look at me, and Freddy looks like he's gonna explode.

"We heard about what you did with the trash pile," he growls.

"Um, what?" I force a giggle. "What do you mean?"

"Don't play stupid, Chica, it insults my intelligence," he snorts. "A little birdie was poking around last night and caught you laying a smooch on the Mangle."

"Wh-I wouldn't-where is this coming from?" I manage.

"Everything is on tape, Chica," Bonnie says, still refusing to meet my gaze. "The cameras caught you in the act."

I deflate like a balloon. Crap…

"Now that we have the evidence, I'm hard pressed on what to do with you," Freddy goes on. "We can't have one of our own lezzing out with a fellow animatronic, can we?"

"No, I guess not," I murmur. I must be in shock. How did everything go so wrong…

"It just so happens, however, that keeping you may be in our best interests," Freddy says. "While I'm positive you're not so irreplaceable we can't just reprogram you to be less…you, the PR nightmare it'd cause is hardly worth anyone's time. Then again, if you're gonna be fucking that amalgamation, perhaps it'd just be best to have you scrapped anyway."

I drop to my knees. "Please, Freddy…you want me to beg? I'm begging. Don't do this. I'll never kiss her again, I swear. Please…just let her be…"

He stares at me for so long I feel like I'm actually going to explode from the suspense. "Alright. We'll destroy the tape."

I leap to my feet and rush to wrap him in a hug. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou Freddy I promise I'll do better I promise-"

"On one condition," He says, holding me at arm's length. "If you EVER," he steps toward me, "go near her again, on my honor as an animatronic, I'll rain hell on you the likes of which this town has never seen."

I visibly cower in his presence. I never noticed how big he is.

"And I swear to Scott," he continues, grabbing me by the neck.

"If you tell ANYONE what you did, so much as the roaches in the pizza, I will personally find you and tear you limb from limb myself."

"That's enough, Freddy," Bonnie says. It takes all I have not to burst into tears looking at him. I let them down…I let both of them down.

Freddy lets me go to rummage through the kitchen, leaving us alone.

"Bonnie…" I say weakly. "Bonnie, look at me, please…"

He glares straight at me, his bright green eyes more piercing than ever.

"I never meant to hurt you…you know that, right?" I say, unable to meet his gaze.

He looks like he's gonna blow up, but then his arms drop and he just shakes his head. "I hope you enjoyed it, Chica," he says softly, walking away with drooping ears.

I just sit on the floor, completely and utterly overwhelmed. I'll never be able to face my friends again, and it's all my fault. Me and my messed-up programming. I don't know what to do…