A New Feeling

☆ Chapter 23 ☆

"It's not even funny, guys! Come on -" Chica groaned. Foxy chuckled, sounding clearer now that his voice box got fixed.

"You're seriously afraid of wet floor signs now?!" The fox laughed, gesturing to the sign next to him. Chica groaned.

"Yes! Now put it away -" she whined. When the fox lifted it up and moved closer, Chica shifted where she was seated to grip onto Bonnie like a lifeline. Bonnie laughed nervously before glancing at Foxy.

"Ok, ok! Come on, Foxy, put it away." Bonnie reprimanded. The fox snorted and left to put it back where it belonged. Chica's grip on him turned into more of a gentle hug. It was flattering to Bonnie, really. The reason for her being afraid of the sign in the first place is because of how it hurt him. He placed a gentle, reassuring hand on her back and gently kissed her head to soothe her again.

"I won't let the wet floor sign get you." He teased to lighten the mood. Chica groaned.

"Both of you are so mean to me!" She complained. Bonnie giggled and pulled her into another affectionate hug, hoping to soothe any actual offense Chica took. It worked, as the bird just sighed and relaxed again.

"You worry too much, lil' chick." He commented. The chicken huffed at that.

"Hey, have you guys met that weird puppet yet?" Foxy asked.

"No...have you?" Bonnie asked, playfully shoving Chica away. The fox shook his head.

"No...they kinda creep me out. They never leave that weird box... but sometimes music comes from it." He took a seat across from him.

"But last night, I caught a glimpse of them leaving! They walked across the party floor. They were so tall and lanky, it was weird -" He mentioned. The fox went on speaking about his encounter when Bonnie felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. The bunny and everyone diverted their attention to the sheepish bear.

"Oh! I'm sorry, don't let me interrupt the story! I was just going to ask Bonnie for help with something." He reassured. The bunny waved to the others before following the bear out.

Once they were separated, Freddy's ears dropped, and his mood changed immediately. The bunny grew incredibly worried and placed a gentle hand on the bear's cheek to reassure him.

"Honey, what's wrong?" He asked in concern. The bear whimpered and raised his own hand to rest on the bunny's.

"I...I don't know if... I want to go on stage today..." His eyes began watering. The bunny used his thumb to gently wipe the tears before they fell.

"What's wrong, Fred? Did something happen??" He fretted. The bear nodded.

"T-the guests are just... so m-mean to me all the time -" He wiped his eyes.

"They m-make fun of how I l-l-look...how I sound -" He cried.

"I-it's hard to e-enterain them if t-t-they're making fun of m-me!" He sobbed. The bunny flinched, feeling his protective instincts kick in.

"When does this happen, hun?" Bonnie asked.

"I-I have to v-v-visit the party rooms a bunch...it happens there..." He said.

"I don't know if I like performing anymore!" Freddy cried. Bonnie quickly embraced him in a tight hug, hushing him. He allowed Freddy to cry into his shoulder as he stroked his back reassuringly.

"I'm so sorry, Freddy... please don't cry! Don't let those guests ruin what you love." He tried. Freddy hugged the bunny tighter.

"I-it's just so hard!" He cried. Bonnie nodded.

"Those guests don't know what they're talking about... you're so sweet, handsome...talented...they just don't get that." He smiled. The bear pulled away, wiping his eyes swiftly.

"You think...I'm handsome...?" Freddy asked in awe. The bunny's smile widened. He leaned up to cup the bear's cheeks in his hands and kiss his forehead.

"I think you're very handsome, honey." He reassured. The bear giggled bashfully, his mood visibly lightening.

"From now on, if any guest is picking on you, or you don't wanna' go in a party room alone. You can let me know. I'll be there with you." He promised. The bear's smile broadened, and he nodded in agreement.

"T-thank you, Bon... if I didn't have you, I... I wouldn't have made it this far..." He chuckled. The bunny leaned up to rub noses with him fondly.

"Me neither, honey-bear!" He giggled.

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Spring Bonnie was abrubly awoken as he felt a body desperately climb into him. It would take him a few seconds to realize who this body was. Him. Bonnie had been considering doing something about this man for a while, but never had the will to do it. A way that could hopefully put an end to this sick man's reign of terror. The thought of doing it was scary, though. Leaving his precious partner behind...making the ultimate sacrifice of giving his life to end this senseless killing. But deep down, he knew it was the only way. He had avoided it for a while, but this was it.

The final straw.

The man wore his skin proudly, not suspecting what this animatronic had in mind. Before he went along with it, though, something stopped him. The thought of leaving Fredbear. Of never seeing his best friend's smile, hearing his laugh again. Playing on the stage and making kids happy together. Was he really about to give everything up? Was this man really worth it?

No.

He was not.

But those innocent children that were killed are more than worth it.

With that, Bonnie hesitated but went ahead with his plan. He locked his springs around the man. He could hear the man scream in agony, and sickly sounds of an organic body breaking before it was cut off as everything began going black.

.

Bonnie abruptly woke up, his eyes narrowed in alarm, and his whole body trembling and heating up. He glanced around frantically and realized he was still on stage with Freddy and Chica, all of which were in rest mode.

He frantically padded himself down in disbelief, the image and fear being frozen in his mine.

Was this another vision? Or just some sick nightmare... it was then Bonnie realized he lost all contact with his original body, Spring Bonnie.

Something terrible was happening to him. Every body he's been in being abruptly cut off... something horrible happened to all of them. Yet he only knew what happened to his first body.

As concerning as it was, maybe it wasn't all bad...? If what he had seen was true, he was dead! That horrible man who was using his image to harm children was gone! Had he really done it?! We're things finally going to get better??

The bunny felt...nervous... but also relieved. He and his friends could finally be safe!