"It'll be like a red light, green light game!"
Earlier you had wondered where all the bots where. Looking into the main hall now you found them. Well, not all of them but there sure were a lot here. You, Bonnie and Monty hid behind the Golf sign, peering over.
Earlier Bonnie had filled Monty in on the plan.
Unbeknownst to you, Gregory and Moon had just left the area, making their way to Rockstar Row. Had Bonnie not been focused on all the bots in the area he might have heard them.
You also notice a few downed bots in the direction of the entrance. You don't think much of it.
You didn't really consider the bots a threat at this point. You picked up on their programming and had a good understanding of their routines by now.
In their 'corrupted' mode they picked up whatever they could to either knock you out or kill you. You'd seen them holding a variety of items; some which if hit by would be deadly. You were thankful the bot in the last area only had a spatula. You rub your head; it was going to leave a bruise. Though it did get you it was just trying to take you...somewhere.
The whole night had been nonstop action so you didn't really have time to think about what exactly the bots endgame was. They wanted you or Gregory clearly and had for the most part ignored Bonnie and co.
But now that you thought on it, all the bots that had attacked you indicated they wanted you alive. Chica, Sun, and Monty to an extent had indicated that someone or something wanted you. At least, for Monty he wanted you alive at first. You look at him.
He was hiding with you, though clearly in pain from the fight. You wondered how much of the 'corruption' was him letting out what he truly thought and how much wasn't. It was almost like it amplified his desires when he was infected.
While the bots were pushovers, in such a large number you guess they could be a problem. You consider your options. With the super-tazer, Bonnie's ruthlessness and Monty's rage you figure you could take them all. Although a killing spree was tempting you knew you'd have to repair them all in the end.
Plus, going on a rampage would get all sorts of unwanted attention.
After all, Freddy, Roxanne, Vanessa and the DJ were unaccounted for. You didn't need the extra attention. Just fighting Monty nearly killed you and Bonnie.
"What do we do?" Bonnie asked.
"Well, the bots don't seem to care about you or Monty."
"I could take them out." Bonnie offered. "No sweat, big ears and I can handle this." Monty started to get up.
"No. We don't need any more senseless killing. I don't want to fix any more than I have to." Never even minding more destroyed robots you weren't sure if you'd keep your job after this. Nah, they were desperate to hire you, you doubted you'd get more than a write-up.
"I could distract them." Monty offered.
"Can you?"
"Yeah! I'll say I got you and y'all can run across." Monty.
"You sure that'll work?"
"I don't know, why not? I need to get something behind the stage anyways." Monty said, now rising fully.
Looking at the tables you get an idea. "I figure I could hide until the tables and you just follow alongside. While Monty distracts them." You say to Bonnie.
"Oh! I like that. It'll be like a red light, green light game!" Bonnie said cheerily.
If there was one thing about Bonnie that astounded you it was how easy he bounced back in tense situations. Only a moment ago he was about to murder Monty, now he was ecstatic again.
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Ol' Big Ears
FanficYou 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...