(: Just to clarify, I know Toy Bonnie is a boy, but I wanted to write a story where he is a girl. Also, this is my first Fanfic, so if you want to give me any tips on how to write better, feel free! I don't own FNaF or Uptown Girl. :)
Toy Bonnie opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. She was on the stage staring into the empty audience and all was dark and quiet.
"Chi? Freddy? It's time to wake up." She muttered as she nudged them softly. After her feeble attempt to wake up her friends she gave up and decided to just mess around by herself.
Bonnie quietly leaped off of the stage and did cartwheels, pirouettes, handstands, hand springs, and backflips, laughing all the while. She was built to be athletic enough to play with children but no one expected her to show off her self taught gymnastics to the kids last week.
Suddenly she caught just a glimpse of light peering at her from the dark, orange, and bright. "Who's there?" She murmured, eyes wide. The light creeped closer and Bonnie could see it was an eye.
She stepped back, but she was still spellbound by the eye. "Are you the one... I heard about? Did you...? Did they really...?" Bonnie whispered. The light disappeared at these words and she was left feeling empty and tired, like someone drained all her... everything. Like someone left her to die inside.
"You're up early, Bon. What's up?" A voice said in a gentle, sisterly way. Bonnie whipped around to see that it was only Toy Chica, and she heaved out a sigh. "I dunno... I felt restless tonight." There was a long moment of silence and Chica sat down next to Bonnie.
"Do you know where I might find... A radio?" She implored, carefully. Chica's eyes widened and she looked down, like she might cry. "I don't know, hun. You figgerin' to become a radio star?"
"Nah, I just want to hear other people play guitar... Hear them sing..." She replied, sounding unsure of the words that were coming out of her mouth. Then she spoke, loud and decidedly. "I want to hear songs about love and teenage summers. Songs like 'Up Town Girl' by Billy Joel." Chica closed her eyes and exhaled heavily.
Her voice was choked with emotion, but she was smiling. "I know where one is, an' I can help you get it."