Toy Bonnie x Withered Bonnie

Chapter 3

I grew angry. Who is he to say his friends were upset when they were quite literally threatening and assaulting me? Fucking lunatic.

"Excuse me?" I said with a lot of attitude, my head nudging towards his 'face.' My glare was extremely obvious.

"You heard what I said, bunny boy. Your little act enraged them over there. How about you watch that little tone of yours, huh? That attitude makes you look ugly." The purple Withered bunny laughed.

"Did you not even see what they DID to me, or are you too much of a dumbass to process it?! One of those broken freaks called me an attention whore just because of my face and banged me on the wall repeatedly!!"

He put his hand on his chin and made it look like he was thinking hard. "Hmm, did you enjoy it? How was this my problem?" He kept laughing.

I balled my fists, fighting the temptation to sucker punch him. My ears went low, and I growled.
"Prick." I turned to leave.
He stopped laughing, and placed his forearm on my body to prevent me from leaving. I bumped into it, and tried freeing myself from his stupid arm. But I couldn't. He's huge.

"Oh, come on now, it was funny. It's clear you have a short temper, it's amazing that your little plastic friends even put up with you. I would have smashed your head on the wall by now, but since ol' Fazbear wanted you alive and well, I won't be doing that.
He did however, grant permission for me to do whatever it takes for you to listen to old Bonnie. So, don't try to leave without my damn permission, bunny.  I will do whatever it takes to make you understand that we are not to be messed with. Your little stunt caused a lot of commotion back there, and I will not hesitate to pulverize your tiny robot body into bits with my one arm if you don't comply." His tone went from unfriendly sarcastic to absolute life threatening.

Was he seriously willing to murder someone just because they didn't like gross comments? He really is a prick.

I grew slightly nervous of what he threatened. I started slightly shaking, and he kept his tight grip onto me. I didn't turn around. I looked at the ground, staying still.

"..What do you want, then." I quietly said.

"In a few days, my friends and I are coming back out from Parts & Service. This was originally our home, and you plastic little dolls aren't going to prevent us from doing so. If we say something, you all better abide by it. But for the most part, we'll be staying in our own lanes. Got it, Toy Bonnie?" He said in a low voice. His arm gripped onto my chest tighter, threatening me to say yes.
I was terrified and upset.

I stood silent for a bit, processing what Withered Bonnie just said. They're all going to be out? Near us? Dear God.

"Well?" His grip grew even tighter, slightly restricting my breath. Withered Bonnie is absolutely terrifying and annoying.

"Y-Yes..yeah, sure.." I softly said. He loosened his grip and let go. I kept staring at the ground, anxious.

"GREAT! Joyful to see you happily accepting our plan. Feel free to let your little friends know about this, would be a shame if they freaked out on us." Withered Bon said in a fake ecstatic and cutesy tone. He pet my head, scuffing my fuzz with his metal and cold band.

"Whatever, man..I'm leaving." I didn't bother turning around to wave goodbye, he's a fucking creep. He didn't say anything else, he just watched me walk away.

I can't believe this. We moved here just a day ago, - NO, not EVEN a day ago, we didn't even have a choice to, and they're already coming to make our lives HELL? Ugh. The others won't be happy. We already grow uneasy when we walk near the damn Parts & Service, we don't need any more stress.
They're a bunch of life threatening, violent, stupid, broken down piece of shit chunks of metal. I make my way down the hall, speed walking towards the dining area.
I find everyone by the prize corner, just happily chatting away.
They won't be happy anymore once I tell them about the news.
I hear them laughing, and I feel awful for bringing this onto them so suddenly. But, I need to do it now. I walk up to them, and they motion to make me come closer. I put on my best-fake smile, my ears still down. They notice and ask what's up.