~ Scenarios From The Darkest Parts Of My Head ~ 〈 2020-21 〉 ( Completed )

//• You'll do it, for me~ •//

... The black and red structure of his guitar really admired him, strings aligned and producing melodious sounds every time he plucked them. It was all-the-more a beautiful creation of man.

As he continued to gently strum on it, he heard faint rattling in the distance, pausing in his doing as he glanced toward the main hallroom ... The place was darker than usual, causing him to tilt his head whilst the rattling continued.

He decided to check what it was, as none of the others seemed to be around at that time, and even if they were, the sound was too suspicious to seem like anything 'normal' was going on.

Setting his guitar against a side wall, he stepped off the stage and warily walked in the direction, tilting his head slightly as the sound shifted its direction to the much darker West Hallway, forcing him to come to a halt before he stepped any further.

He tilted his head, one ear drooping low enough that half of his face seemed to be hidden behind it. Cautiously, the lavender mascot started toward that very hallway he knew all too well.

The rattling became louder when he passed the Supply Closet, and, he paused to give it a glance. Then, stepping backward, he faced the room's direction, placing a hand aside his lower torso as he squinted. There wasn't any other sound except for the rattling, so it made him debate whether to go in, or not. However, being the curious rabbit he was, he soon opened it anyway, only slightly though.

Peering through the small gap he'd just created by opening the door, his bold-red optics flickered brighter to let him have a better view. The bulb was probably broken or something, or else, it wouldn't have been this dark ... right?

When nothing appeared too out of the ordinary, he huffed to himself, shaking his head while mumbling "Damn you, Fazbear. What's the point of shutting off the p-" in the midst of his sentence, however, his jaw clenched shut at the newly-created hallway. It was nothing odd, if, there wasn't a flickering white bulb and a door at the end of that hallway, unusual of the typical opening that led to the main area.

Unable to really think of any reason to it, the rabbit stood frozen in-place for some time, before warily stepping forward and toward the door that lied there. Once reaching it, his head leaned forward so he could hear for any threat on the opposite side, though it was all silent.

After some time, he decided to go for the doorknob and soon opened the door, only for a flash of nostalgia, or ... Was it deja vú ¿ to hit him badly ...

An old location, appearing to be another branch of the Fazbear Establishment by the designing on the walls, though was much larger, darker, quieter.

One eye going half-lidded in confusion, he began walking forward, exploring the area he was in at the moment. It unnerved him a little, if not terrified.

A moment of just wandering around later, he brought his left arm to his head, or, at least tried to; he couldn't feel anything in that place, let alone not being set on his head. He glanced to it, only to be left perplexed by the sight that where his arm was supposed to be, was now replaced with long wires.

Eyes widening, he then looked at his other arm, noticing his fur in a much dark-bluish color than the usual lavender, the suit around his right hand being missing. It all was enough to make him stiffen, but the worse was yet to come.

While he was silently questioning himself, he reached the Main Area of the place, and, as if his head wasn't piled up with his own questions already, more came his way. Memories flooded into his mind, followed by his vision becoming duller and much weaker. Plastic replacements, standing in front of his very eyes, ready to perform for the day. He felt enraged, like he wanted to take the heads off of one, if not all.

Composing himself from doing anything pathetic, the rabbit turned around and strutted in the direction he'd come from, only to pause at a certain voice.

"Bon-n_ie?"

It wasn't Freddy, nor Chica, neither Foxy ever sounded like that. It was a mix of a male and female voice, broken, half-distorted by static, only one sounded like that, only, Mangle.

He turned his head to his shoulder, not doing anything else as he just stayed that way, hand curling to a fist, though it loosened when the other spoke up again.

"Ever_ythi_ng alr_igh-t? Yo-u're ou_t ea-rly."

'Out early'? Oh, how he wished to tell them that he wasn't even from there anymore, nor was he in such disrepair, and that this all had happened too quick, even for him to understand.

He awkwardly stood there, silent, and thinking of whether he should just tell them or not, so lost in thought, that he didn't notice the surroundings shift to something else. When he did, however, the mess of parts didn't look normal anymore.

"Come with me ..." The words seemed more like an order, something he was forced to obey, and as he followed after the vulpine, he noticed a peculiar detail; he could say nothing about ... A purple, almost smokey hue surrounded the part-female-part-male animatronic, as if they were a kind of possessed creature. Before anything else was noticed, he was handed an ax, followed by him spotting his own reflection on a mirror-like structure ... Faceless head, small red dots, buried under a mask of wires, glowing brightly.

"If you want to earn my care, you must do one very small favor for me, love~"

He froze at the last word, which held a sort of purr ... He only heard saw the blurry reflection of the other, before it all faded back to the current place he was in, and, without thinking about it, the weapon abruptly plunged into something, something metallic. A hitched yelp was followed after, snapping him to reality as he realized who he had just hit. However, right when it was the time to step back, a loud roar sounding from behind, and a crackling spark emitted from his neck, vision blacking out abruptly ...

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I ship Bonnie X Mangle, don't judge :) I see it as a more 'twisted' relationship than anything :)

Le mAgIc-

Tell me ... Who do you think Bonnie's ax actually slashed into?