A Few Haunted Nights (Frexy)

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     I'm back! When I was gone, I beat 4/20 mode on FNAF 1, and got a full collection of every FNAF game in the series, something that I am not looking forward to beating. While I am waiting for responses, I'll make the next 2 chapters the corresponding lengths to help with the decision. This chapter will be about 3000 words, so here you go! Another thing that I want to make clear that I have no idea what the schedule for the animatronics looks like, because they perform during the day, have a life in the night, but also manage to have time to sleep. 

-Time Skip 1 month, Bonnie Pov-

     I woke up in the morning and got up out of my bed. I was craving pancakes, so I made my way over to Pirate's Cove. I opened the door in the back into Foxy's room, and made my way over to his bed. He was covered with dents, scratches, and holes, along with his lower legs and feet being completely torn off. I grabbed him by his ankle and dragged him into the kitchen.

     "I want pancakes, and they better come golden brown with butter and syrup!" I yelled. I kicked his leg and left him to make breakfast for me. I went back to my room and sat back down on my bed. I had a headache, so I grabbed some Ibuprofen and headed back to the kitchen for a glass of water (Yes, I will have the animatronics take medicine, IDK why honestly).

     I was surprised to see that he was already almost done with the batter. After all, it had only been a couple of minutes. I got a glass from the cabinet and headed over to the fridge to fill it up. I took the Ibuprofen and stared over his shoulder. I could that made him nervous, because he began shaking, causing him to spill some flour onto the table. 

     He began sweeping with one hand into the other, so I grabbed the batter and spilled half of it on his head. "I wanted pancakes for myself. I didn't want you to make pancakes for anybody else. Just me. Now bake them and serve them!"

     "Y-y-yes, Bonnie." He stammered, his ears dripping pancake batter. I sat down and put my head on the table, just waiting for breakfast.

     Chica opened her door and made her way into the kitchen. "What are you doing going into the kitchen?" I asked her.

     "I was going to make breakfast for everyone! I was thinking English muffins with sausage patties, cooked to perfection with eggs, bacon, and sprinkled with salt and pepper. Does that sound good?"

     "Yes it does, but Foxy's in the kitchen making breakfast for us all." I got up and went into the kitchen. "I just want to make sure that everything's going all right." I caught a glimpse of her staring angrily into my eyes. She knew that wasn't what I was doing, but she didn't stop me. "Hey, Fox!" I yelled.

     He yipped and jumped into the air, falling to the ground. I grabbed him by his neck and lifted him onto his feet. "You're making breakfast for everyone now, got it?" I let him go and he fell to the ground again, clutching his neck. He began to sob on the floor.

     "Okay." He managed to say. I kicked him hard in the snout, and he slid back a couple feet before getting up, now holding both his neck and face.

     "What's taking you so long with my pancakes, by the way?" I asked, leaving. Chica was standing right there in front of me, and she probably was the whole time.

-Chica Pov-

     I watched as Bonnie came out of the kitchen smiling. I couldn't believe he was okay with doing that to someone who used to be his friend. I pushed past him and went to check on Foxy. I found him struggling to make pancakes while bleeding from his snout and breathing heavily.