Broken Record

[39]

Freddy was staring at the ceiling of his room. He was laying on the couch. His arm wrapped around the purple bunny, who was laying on top of him. His head resting on his chest. He sighed quietly, he had a lot on his mind.

He was glad there was going to be a new member at the Pizza Plex, but he was upset. Bonnie was practically replaced twice.
He had a lot of memories in that Bowling alley with Bonnie. That's where he truly fell for him.

Of course he liked him before, but seeing him off the stage without the lights. He was even more amazing. It felt different. It was hard to explain. Ever since that day when he really saw him for the first time, he was overwhelmed with emotions, but that was a story for another time.

"Freddy..."

He looked down to see two magenta colored eyes staring up at him.

"They're not going to let me stay here."

"Yeah, I know."

"I won't be able to see you that much."

"Yeah..."

"You won't forget me, right?"

"No, of course not Bon." Freddy placed his hand on Bonnie's cheek, caressing it gently with his thumb.
"I could never forget that cute face of yours."

Bonnie flushed a bit, looking down avoiding his gaze.

"and I could never forget that goofy grin of yours." The bear added, smirking a little.

The bunny laughed a bit at his statement.

"That's the one."

He playfully rolled his eyes. He nuzzled up against him, enjoying his embrace. "I love ya Freddy."

"Love you too, Bon."

They enjoyed the comfortable silence between them.
It was peaceful. It was like old times. Freddy was going to miss this. He just got Bonnie back. It wasn't fair.

He needed to clear his head. All these thoughts were messing with him. He shifted a bit, but he couldn't move much since Bonnie was laying on him.

"Hey Bon, can you move off of me?"

Bonnie sighed, he really didn't want to move.
"Why should I?" He asked.

"Bon, please just get off."

The bunny moved off of him letting Freddy stand to his feet.

"Something wrong?" He was concerned. The sudden switch in his emotions was unexpected.

The bear sighed, "No." Shaking his head.

Bonnie knew that was a lie, it was obvious that something was wrong.

"Freddy, I know when something is off."

"Yeah, I know." He answered before whipping his head towards the glass, squinting his eyes.

He didn't know what it was, but something was telling him to go out there.

"I'm going to go check on something." He made his way over to the door.

The bunny crossed his arms, raising a brow. "Something? Where exactly is that something?"

"Somewhere." He retorted, which made the bunny scoff and mutter under his breath.

Just before he left the room, Freddy turned his head towards Bonnie. A look of concern was spread across his face. He was worried about him.

"Don't worry, I'll be back in a bit." He assured him with a small smile.

Bonnie watched as Freddy walked out and past the room, "What the heck has gotten into him?"

"Is he annoyed with me?" He thought for a moment.

He quickly shook his head. "No, he would've told me."

He slouched back against the couch, looking up at the ceiling in contemplation.

'Thunk!'

"Son of a-Ack!"

'Thud!'

The bunny quickly jumped to his feet. It sounded like it came from the maintenance closet. He approached with caution, slowly entering the room.

His eyes darted around till they landed on a figure laying on the ground. A few boxes fell from the stack and were scattered around. He moved closer only to realize that it was Pj. Wait Pj?

"Paisley!" He rushed over to the male. "Paisley?"

The male groaned as he slowly sat up. His eyes glanced up at Bonnie. He let out a nervous chuckle, running his fingers through his hair. He grimaced as he rubbed the back of his head, trying to soothe the pain. He stood to his feet, brushing off the dust.

"Sorry about that." He apologized. Looking around he noticed he knocked over some of the boxes that were stacked under the vent opening. He probably should stack those boxes back up.

"I'll do it later." He told himself, he walked out the room.

Bonnie followed after him. "Hey, Paisley." He called.

Pj stopped in his tracks, he turned towards Bonnie. "Oh, sorry."

"You were trying to get my attention."

"Sorry, I have a lot of stuff on my mind." He scratched the back of his hand.

The bunny raised a brow, "You wanna talk about it."

"No, I mean there's nothing to talk about." His hand kept scratching, nails digging deeper. "Besides, I still have work to do."

Bonnie grabbed Pj's hand, halting his repetitive action. A stinging sensation on his skin, made him glance down to see a red patch spreading slowly.

The male gazed down at the ground, sighing. He pulled his hand away. "Sorry..." He turned away and made his way out.

Bonnie sighed, "They're both worried about me."

He was finally able to piece together what was wrong. They didn't want to lose him again. That's why they were acting like that. He can't blame them for feeling that way. He just wished they would talk to him instead of pushing him away.

He wished he could change the past then maybe none of this would've happened. Back to a simpler time. Maybe if he actually stayed in his room like he was supposed to then he wouldn't have to go through this. Maybe if he wasn't built in the first place then Pj and Freddy wouldn't have had to suffer from the grief of losing their friend. A burden to both of them. Breaking their hearts. Causing them pain. He caused so much trouble for them. For everyone.

They should've left him to be used as spare parts.

Why did he have to feel these emotions? Why did he have emotions? He never asked for this. None of them did.

He wrapped his arms around himself as he proceeded towards the couch. His head turned to look out the window, the curtains were opened a just bit so he could see part of Rockstar Row. He turned away, plopping himself down on the cushions. He laid on his back, staring at the ceiling.

His grip tightened, he turned on his side facing away from the door. He stared blankly at the red fabric, hugging himself tight as he curled up. His head was swimming, he couldn't think straight. He shut his eyes, maybe he should rest a bit. Yeah, maybe that'll help clear his head. He slowly goes into rest mode, he hopes this helps though he had this lingering feeling that something was off.