CHAPTER ?

(not sure yet because this is just a oneshot)

SIDE NOTE

This is NOT a romantical fanfic, if you came for that then your at the wrong place

INFO

You are a man by the name of David Pollock.

You have a Masters degree in both robotics and engineering and an interest in animatronics.

You don't have many friends, you're awkward and people don't like that.

A few weeks back you stumbled across an abandoned animatronic somewhere (I haven't figured out that part of the story yet.)

It seemed lifeless so you decided to take it home, but you would have never guessed the ride you were in for.

Upon closer inspection the animatronic is an old CyberFun animatronic by the name of "Bon".

You wake up, the very first thing you see is a tall figure standing in your doorway, which makes your blood run cold.

"HOLY SHIT!" you scream. Your heart is racing, you're virtually hyperventilating, what could it be?

It's just Bon.

"Don't scare me like that asshole." you say in a monotone voice.

"My apol o gie s." Bon quietly says.

Bon points to Your lamp.

"My lamp, what about it?" you say while rubbing your eyes.

He makes a downward motion with his hand.

"You want me to turn it on?"

"Ye s."

"Not right now man, I'm going back to sleep."

You lie back down, but quickly realize that there is no hope in going back to sleep.

"Fine, you win." you mumble

You reach for the lamp and pull down the On/Off string.

You squint as light fills the room. Next thing you know Bon is slowly dragging a stool next to your bed.

"What's that for?" you ask.

He gives you a disappointed look as he sits down on the stool.

"Oh, right." you laugh "i'm an idiot.".

"I wo rs e." Bon calmly replies.

"Met worse?" you ask. Surely he hasn't met people more awkward than you, better yet met anyone at all.

"Y es, m u rs e, b ut t ha t's n ot a yo u r bu sin ess."

"Okay? Also what's with all the secrets, why won't you answer any question I ask?" you ask in a frustrated manner.

"W hy wo nt yo u sto p as k ing s o ma n y questi on s, Fri en d." Bon calmly says.

"I don't- you know what, I probably shouldn't question an animatronics backstory.".

"P lea se, Do n't c im atr onic." Bon glares at you.

"Why not?" you ask.

"B ec au se Im-." Bon turns his head "St ill n o of yo ur b us in e ss.". He turns around to your desk staring at all of the paperwork and clutter, he tilts his head.

"Don't mind the clutter." you say. He picks up a folder from one of the piles and stares at it.

"What are you doing?" you angrily ask. You look at the folder in his hands, it reads "CYBERFUN WORK FOLDER".

"Oh uh, that's my old work folder." you say "I'm assuming that's who you were ma-"

"No." Bon mumbles.

"Then who made y-"

"W hy is th a t so im p or ta nt to yo u?"

"Yo u wo rked th e re, is t hat co r r ec t?" Bon turns and tilts his head at you.

"Uh, yeah." you respond.

"Y ou w er e fi re d, co r re ct?" Bon abruptly says.

"How the hell do you know that?" you worryingly reply. Bon opens the folder

" ys i t ri gh t h er e." Bon pulls out a pink slip that reads

FIRED.

REASON:

caught tampering with robots on break time.

"T ha t's a p ret ty ri d ic ulo us w ay o f ge tt ing fi re d." Bon chuckles.

"D o yo u h av e a ne w jo b?" Bon asks calmly

"No." you respond. Bon doesn't say anything, almost seeming to not really care.

"I t wo u ld be h el pf ul if yo u g ot on e." Bon grabs something on your table, then puts it on his face.

It's your glasses.

"Hey, give those back, a- and stop wearing them!" you attempt to snatch them from him, but he swiftly dodges you.

"W hy sho u ve the m b ac k, fr ie nds sh ar e do n't t h ey?" Bon cocks his head to the side. He appears to be smiling, as if your anger is entertaining.

"You asshole, give them back!" you attempt to snatch them from him again, but this time he stands up and stays still staring down at you, dwarfing you in size. His glowing eyes beam with amusement as you try jumping up and down trying to reach your glasses.

"GIVE. ME. THEM. BACK."

"..."

"I SAID GIVE ME THEM BACK!" the smile on Bon's face appears to grow.

"..."

"I'M LEGALLY BLIND." Upon hearing this, Bon lets out a huge psychotic laugh.

"D o lo o k li ke I c ar e? F rie nd s sh a n't the y."

"I give up." you mumble. Bon takes off the glasses and drops them on the floor.

"Her e, th ey're at yo u r heig ht no w." Bon says, as if to call you short.

"I hate you, robotic freak." Bon lets out another huge laugh, still amused at your anger. Bon leaves the room without saying anything else.

You weren't going to just let him bully you, though he almost seems to not really have anything against you, maybe it's nothing personal. One thing is for sure, you certainly don't hate him, he's interesting to you. He's cool to interact with, even if he is just a robot, or maybe he's more than that.