Toy Bonnie POV
"Guys, can we talk?"
I can see instantly what this is about. Doesn't she know to leave well enough alone?
"Please," she says. She looks oddly desperate, as if something terrible will happen if we don't humor her.
"What is it?" Freddy asks gruffly.
"I thought maybe we could come to a truce about this whole Foxy thing."
"Thing?" Freddy remarks, unimpressed. "That's an interesting way of putting it."
"Yes, well…" She rubs her head, looking very uncomfortable. "Freddy, your routine the other day hurt my feelings. I know I was out of line before, but…you didn't have to target me like that. I felt terrible about what I did."
"Uh-huh."
"The point is, I'd like to put this all to rest. I'm not excusing my behavior, but the jokes are getting to be a little much."
She's fidgeting like a bastard and looking everywhere in the room except at us. She keeps this up, I might actually start feeling bad for her.
"You think they're jokes?" Freddy deadpans. Chica looks taken aback. "Well…"
"Let me be very clear with you," Freddy continues. "Just because we destroyed the evidence doesn't mean you're off the hook. Not even close. You single-handedly ruined the sanctity of this pizzeria. We're really doing you a favor."
She stays quiet.
"Think of our words as a…gentle reminder never to pull that shit again. We're not in fucking San Fran. You can't teach kids that disgusting lifestyle and expect to get away with it."
"I'm not…" she squeaks.
"Shut the fuck up. You're lucky you're even here. We're supposed to report any malfunctions we see directly to the staff. No exceptions, not even for you," he says, poking her on the beak.
"But I can't forget," she blurts out.
"...what?" Freddy says, tweaking one of his ears.
"I still have feelings for her," Chica confesses. "Every time you make fun of me just reminds me of her. Please, Freddy, I'm asking for your help. I can't just act like nothing happened under these conditions."
His expression darkens. "You can't just forget her, eh?"
"Yes," she says shakily. "Don't do this to me, Freddy. We're friends."
"If that's true, you'll forgive what I'm about to do." Freddy abruptly stands and storms off.
"Where are you going?" Chica says confusedly. "Freddy? What are you doing?"
He stomps through the hallway and straight into…fuck.
Chica desperately tries to stop him. "No, no, no, Freddy, please don't do this. Don't do this. Freddy, NO!"
He shoves her away and stops in front of the Mangle. Even I can't watch what happens next. I only see Chica collapsing onto the floor, rolling into the fetal position as the love of her life shuts down for good.