That Time in 1987. . . . (A FNAF Fanfic) (#WATTYS2015)

Bonnie

Bonnie was terrified.

Jonathan had just killed Spring, Mari, and Gold. She actually didn't know them too well, but she didn't care. They were still her friends.

"Run, hurry!" Chica yelled weakly, her throat obviously invaded by sobs.

Bonnie staggered to her feet, but Foxy laid there silently. He had lost his breath completely and his heart was not functioning. Was he also . . .

"No, not you, Foxy!" Bonnie pleaded, slapping his face lightly as though that would help. He still laid silently.

"What happened?" Chica had appeared next to Bonnie. She jumped a little bit and sighed, staring at Foxy.

"Foxy's . . ." Her eyes started to fill with tears, stinging her eyes. "No, we've already lost so much today. It can't be Foxy--"

Of course, Jonathan cut into the situation with a groan. "Are you really going to mourn the loss of your friend now? You all need to be dead so I can finish what I started!"

Rage filled Bonnie. Her muscles started to tremble as she glared coldly at Jonathan. Her fists balled up and she rose from the ground. "You took away Freddy. You took away Foxy and Gold and Mari and Spring. Now that you've taken so much away from us, I will take away . . . you!"

Light filled Bonnie's vision as she suddenly blacked out.

*****

Bonnie found her eyes opening. Where was she. Once her eyes fluttered all the way open, she heard people whispering, "She's awake! Come on!"

Two shapes filled Bonnie's vision. When her vision cleared, she saw Foxy and Chica, their faces bright.

"Wh . . . where am I?" Bonnie mumbled.

"You're in your room," Chica answered. "Out for about a day."

Bonnie suddenly remembered, as though someone showed her a video of what happened. She remembered Freddy's dead body, being attacked by a purple man, Spring, Mari, and Gold dying, and blacking out. "Why did I black out?"

Chica's expression went sullen, her glance flickering between Foxy and Bonnie. "Um . . ." she mused. "After you made that death threat to Jonathan, everything started to glow around you. You shot light beams at Jonathan and drew him backward. He literally disappeared and is now somewhere else. We know he's still out there, but he's gone. For now."

Bonnie's eyes started to form a layer of hot tears. "Is Freddy really . . ."

Chica and Foxy stared at her, nodding. "Yes," Foxy said. "Freddy's gone."

Everything went silent for a while, everyone thinking about Freddy. As Bonnie thought, a thought crossed her mind. "How did you guys get back from the place?"

"The place?" Foxy asked. "You mean the place we were all imprisoned?"

Bonnie nodded back.

"We decided that it wasn't worth it to come home in the middle of the night, so we stayed there with you. You were still unconscious, but then Foxy woke up from his unconsciousness. We slept there, hitchhiked a car, and got back to the city with you. Then you've been asleep all day, but luckily you're okay."

Still, Freddy stuck in her mind like glue. "Will there be a funeral?" she asked.

"They're still planning it. The police got Freddy's body and now are deciding when to bury him. It's alright, though. It's alright." Foxy looked down, forlorn.

"I miss him," Bonnie interjected. "He was cool."

Chica laughed. "Yeah. He told me about how he got that key when we went to Spring's room area. It was hilarious!"

Bonnie laughed back. "Oh, and remember when he spread those rumors about Foxy?"

Foxy glared at her.

"Sorry, they were kinda funny!" Bonnie apologized wryly.

Foxy looked down at the ground, letting his long red hair fall in front of his eyes and hiding his whole face out of sight. "Yeah," he grumbled. "Maybe a little."

They went on, talking about the great Freddy, talking about his many adventures and escapades. They wondered if he could be out there, in some other world, thinking about them and smiling as he did it. Even though Freddy was gone, Bonnie could see his top hat very clearly whenever she closed her eyes.

(End of Book One)