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"Rougarou I swear to all things mighty, if you don't bring the kid back and get ya fluffy ass over here Imma drag it!" Montgomery shouted. His deep voice bouncing off the walls. "Monty language. And don't shout, the intruder may still be around." Glamrock Chica rushed over to him. She wasn't as fast as Roxy and Freddy but she was still quick on her feet. "Now where did they go? Why did Roxy take him?"

"We all know how Roxanne is like with kids. She loves them. Maybe she sensed that Gregory was still scared. Mainly of us and wants to show him that we are not bad." Glamrock Freddy said with a slight slouch in his posture.

The others looked at him expecting him to explain. "He was terrified and I made him even more scared." Glamrock Chica patted his shoulder pad and reassured him that the child would love him but needs reassurance and comfort at the moment.

"Maybe that's what Roxy is trying to do. She's showing him that she's not bad and only wants to have fun. Maybe we can do the same." Montgomery scoffed. "Kinda hard to do that when she has him and there is a murderous bunny on the loose."

Glamrock Chica glared at him. "Monty what'd I tell ya about sarcastic remarks?" "Sorry momma." He groaned. A gust of air seeping through the cracks of the metal plates. "But where is she going? Maybe her racing derby?" Chica shook her head. "No Montgomery that's in construction. Not safe for kids. Not yet."

"Where else?" Glamrock Freddy placed a metallic hand on his muzzle and thought about it. "Bonnie bowl? I think its still operating." The other animatronics groaned. "You don't mean, she is taking him to see Bonnie. I hate that dude, always pricking me off. The dude jacked up my guitar last time! Right before the show!" Montgomery growled deeply.

Glamrock Chica and Glamrock Freddy shook their heads in unison. They had to admit that he was indeed annoying sometimes but he was good with kids. "Also Roxy trusts him. It's worth a try."
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Roxy had stopped running noting that the others hadn't followed her. Would she get in huge trouble? Yes. Was it worth it? Yes. She trusted the others but the room seemed too crowded and felt that Gregory was freaking out due to the tight space.

Maybe her friend Bonnie would know what to do. He interacts with kids a lot in his bowling alley. Even the frightened ones but since the killer Gregory saw was a bunny might put a dent in her plans to help. But they needed the help they could get. She wanted Gregory to be happy and laugh not cower away in fear from them.

"So Gregory, we are going to meet a friend of mine. His name is Bonnie. And his is a bunny animatronic but he won't hurt you. OK? If you feel uncomfortable you can stay with me ok?" Gregory nodded. Maybe it won't be so bad. As she continued her trek to Bonnie Bowl she and Gregory decided to chat for a bit to ease the silence.

"So Gregory how old are you?" "I-I'm 9. How old are you Roxy?" She pondered for a bit and responded with 2. "2 years old?" He glanced at her confused thinking about what she meant. "No, just 2." "Oh. What does that mean?" She shrugged. "I don't know, creator just said that I was 2. Never went into further detail. Doubt I can ask him. Freddy said we can't scare him like that. Especially now." Her metallic ears drooped and her faceplates took on a sad expression.

Gregory felt terrible at this point. He was the reason that man, who was their creator was dead. If only he hadn't hidden away and act like a crybaby. "I'm sorry." His tone was sorrowful and looked as if about to cry. Roxy held him closer and stroked his back and hair.

"Hey don't feel bad Gregors. Creator spent so much time taking care of us we thought he give out someday due to the lack of rest. But the fact he saved you, he went out a hero. Your hero. He won't be sick anymore."

He looked in her optics and noticed that they seemed to glow dimmer and looked as if she was going to cry. Being made of metal and wires, she couldn't but that didn't mean she couldn't feel anything.

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