This Chapter is dedicated to Balloon Boy. This is all BB's inner thinking so you can see how he really views the world. Enjoy!
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Balloon Boy's POV
I leave the room because I think (Y/N) wants to spend more time with Bonnie than me. They didn't even bother to tell me any details on whatever "incident" occurred. I'll jut stay quiet. I want to try to show people the other side of me. The side that's not so...disliked.
Sometimes I wish My personality was more of a Bonnie. Does that make sense? I mean, like, I was better at exhibiting kindness and selflessness. The truth is though, I love everyone here. I really care about them!
(Did that come out the wrong way?)
I decide to go see how Foxy's doing. He hasn't talked to me that much lately, and I'm sort of scared that he's going to completely stop. Foxy may not have been nice to me when others were around, but when there weren't he was pretty cool. Toy Bonnie taught me that word. Cool. Expanding my vocabulary ain't that nice😏😏.
I hop my way over to Pirates Cove.
"Hey Foxy! Are you in there,?" I shout.
This is time to bring out your inner snitch, Balloon Boy. Now you can actually see everything that Foxy hides from everyone else! But wait, what if Foxy gets mad at me? If that does happen you can go talk to (Y/N) and tell her to have Foxy forgive you. He always listens to HER anyway. That little dream boy never stops talking about her. I miss those days when me and Foxy would play pirate, just the two of us, and he would teach me how to be good buckenier.
He has moved on now, face it.
Without really realizing it, I have already walked inside the man cave. Pirates cove, man cave, same thing to Foxy.
I am appalled at my first sight.
"Foxy since when do you store a ton of barrels of rum in here,?" I gasp. "Are you an alchaholic?"
Foxy comes running over here.
*face palm*. "Arrrr, rum be a pirates main drink. No rum, no pirate," Foxy says.
I just stare at Foxy in shock.
"What's wrong, lad? Do ye think rum is gross,?" Foxy asks.
My mouth falls open.
"Seriously, what's the matter, boy?"
"Wait, your not mad at me for looking through your stuff,?" I ask.
"Of course not. Yer BB." Foxy pats me on the head.
My animatronic heart shatters, and I feel like I could malfunction at any momment. He just expects me to be annoying, so that way he will never get angry with me. All this time Foxy never really cared about me. All this time, he was just being nice.
I am not that stupid.
I think this all with my signature smile still brightly displayed on my face.
"Well that's good! I wouldn't want you to be mad at me," I blithe. "Well I GTG- that means got to go BTW. Oh and FYI, BTW means by the way. Also, FYI means for your information. (still expanding vocabulary to more modern terms). See ya later Foxy!"
I think I hear Foxy grunt as I skip away.
"You know, you can just tell me if I'm being annoying. That's what everyone else does. You don't need to pretend to like me. Bye Foxy."
"W-wait, Balloon Boy get back here. I don't '-"
Oh I can tell you what I don't want. I don't want people to pretend they are my friends, but really hate me. I don't want people to hide stuff from me. I don't want to hear what else you have to say.
I burst into the party room. I see Toy Freddy whisper something to Toy Bonnie and Toy Chica. They all nod their heads.
"Balloon Boy, could you please go somewhere else? I'm sorry but-," Toy Freddy starts.
"You don't need to apologize, I'll just leave now. Sorry to bother you," I say in a much to chirpy and annoying tone.
"Oh Ok," Toy Freddy mummbles.
Just when he thinks I'm gone, I hear him say, "He's going to be back here soon. Quickly, go through the vents and hide."
What did I do to make everyone hate me so much? Jeez Balloon Boy don't ask yourself that question.
I stumble upon what looks like someone's phone. I look left, right, no ones there. I pick it up and somehow am able to turn it on and look on it.
Let's see, contacts, oh I've heard (Y/N) talk about this person. Oh yeah it was her friend that worked at that tech place. Maybe she will know how to reprogram animatronics.
I click on the name and the phone thingy stars to ring.
"Hello (Y/N)," her friend picks up.
"Oh um heyyy this actually isn't (Y/N), it's someone she works with. Could you come over here now? It's an emergency."
"Oh no, what happened? Please don't tell me that my bæ is hurt. Consider me already there." Her friend then hangs up.
I wait by the front door and within minutes, a bright red Honda pulls up. She was obviously speeding.
"Hi," I say.
"Oh hi, do you know were (Y/N) is,?" She asks.
"I'm actually the one that called you, and (Y/N) isn't in need of anything. Do you know how to reprogram animatronics?"
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I'm nearing the end of this story. Only one or two chapters left, and it will be complete. I just wanted to thank all of you who comment and vote for my stories! I love seeing that people actually like the things I write.
I'm considering making a sequel when I am finished with this one. If you have any suggestions please tell me. And if I do create a sequel, I'll try to make it more Bonnie x reader instead of more of a FNAF x reader.
Also, if any of you are Attack on Titan fans 😱 I really need help with my Armin x reader story. I have a terrible case of writers block and I need suggestions.
