The day was restless. You tried to sleep but your head was wired, thoughts racing with evening's events. Your night was spent tossing and turning just trying to get some shuteye. Your mind kept drifting to the moment when Freddy grabbed you. Though to you he was just a machine, you swore you felt emotions there. There was something about how he and the other animatronics towered over you that bothered you. It was intimidating.
You keep telling yourself that they were just robots but deep down you knew you didn't believe it. What Vanessa said about not knowing if it was even an AI or not echoed in your head. You weren't sure what you were dealing with. After what seemed like hours lying on your bed sleep finally arrived.
A phone ring later you were roused from your uncomfortable sleep.
You hardly noticed the light peering through the window illuminating the whole room. Groggily you check your clock, 10:21AM. Your first instinct was to just ignore it but you realize it could have been the rep. You quickly sit up and reach for your phone.
As you do the pain from your arm hurts causing you to recoil. It didn't hurt too badly but the sharp tinge was unexpected. Slowly you grab the phone and check it. Sure enough, it was the rep. You clear your throat and answer.
Only a quarter awake you stumble a through the conversation and forget most of it. You get the gist. You agree to do the job, said you'll send over a list of parts needed, paint needed and the necessary stuff.
Over the phone the rep seemed relieved and even ecstatic. He even mentioned a possible permanent position could be open if you did a good job. He also promised to get you a communication device and proper clearance. The only requirement he asked of you today was that all work on this project be done in the evenings, after the plex had closed. He mentioned something about not being bothered while working though you zoned out through that part. You hated mornings anyways so you mindlessly agreed.
Just as he hung up it occurred to you that you should have asked what happened to Bonnie in the first place. You sigh and make a mental note to do so later. There was still a lot of time before your second day on the job and you wished to be energized for it. You put the shades down try to go back to sleep.
After the phone call you felt more at ease and sleep found you faster this time. The rest of the waking day was spent sleeping and relaxing as you rested for tonight.
Thoughts of the plex and its mysteries continued to weigh on your conscience.
You awoke a few hours later, in the evening. Having some time before work you spend time watching more videos of the animatronics and trying to get a better feel for what you had been dealing with. There were also a few videos of Bonnie performing. You couldn't help but favourite a few. You liked his design so much. From the star in his eye to his flopping ears you found yourself enthralled. Unfortunately quality varied so you weren't able to get as good a look as you hoped.
Still though, despite your research nobody seemed to have an answer as to what happened to Bonnie, just that one day he stopped showing up.
It was now late enough to leave. The evening autumn air was chilly against your form. You were still slightly tired mostly because your sleep scheduling was still adjusting.
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Ol' Big Ears
FanfictionYou are a freelance technician. The job had its perks, you made your own hours, turned down dangerous jobs and picked your clientele. This was to be a simple job, they seemed desparate for anyone to take it. "J-just come in a take a look at the mac...
