Bomnie stared blankly down the balcony on the third floor of the lobby, deep in thought.
Foxy was not here. He must have been recalled or decommissioned. The bunny felt guilty. Very guilty, in fact. He had promised the fox he wouldn't let this happen. After all, that was why they became friends in the beginning, before they grew closer. He was interrupted from his thoughts by a gentle hand on his shoulder. He turned suddenly to see Chica, who looked just as saddened.
"You... thinking about him...?" She asked quietly. Bonnie nodded.
"Where's Freddy?" She asked.
"He's with staff right now... apparently, he's going to have some actual authority over the band now." He said. Chica nodded and leaned her body against the balcony by the bunny.
"You...excited about the new bowling alley?" She smiled sadly, trying to lighten the mood. Bonnie chuckled.
"Of course. That was a massive ego boost for me." He grinned. Chica groaned.
"Oh no... your ego was already so high..." She face palmed. The two of them laughed at that.
"Are you going to be ok, though?" Chica asked. Bonnie diverted his gaze. He didn't know how much longer he could pull this act off.
He forced his fake smile he's practically mastered by now.
"Yeah... I'm always ok..." He responded. Chica paused for a moment but quickly shut her mouth.
"I was... gonna' go to the kitchen, did you want to come?" She offered. The bunny shook his head.
"Thanks, but... I should be heading back anyway." He said. Chica nodded and walked off. Bonnie finally sighed and headed back towards Rockstar Row.
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He had finally made it to his room. He closed the curtains almost completely, leaving a small opening in the middle in case he needed to see something.
He felt he may have come off rude to Chica...which upset him. But he learned Chica was recalled and no longer remembered the events that occurred before they got here... only vague memories of her past. Thankfully, Freddy was not. It relived the bunny that he had someone to talk to about it... especially since his best friend was no longer here.
Bonnie tensed at the thought of Foxy again and quickly shut it down, trying not to let it weigh him down. He still had a job to do, protect his remaining friends. By now, he was beginning to relax. He sat by his vanity and removed his overall straps and shoulder pads. He straightened himself up in the mirror but slightly cringed at the glasses.
They had given him rose tinted starglasses, and Bonnie did not like how they looked on him at all. He sighed and removed them before carefully folding them up. After all, he couldn't damage them. He stood up and bent over to place it in a box in his room. When he stood up again, one of his ears perked up at the sound of something outside of his room. He turned and jumped slightly before chuckling, seeing Freddy waving to him from the other side, using his other hand to lean against the glass. The bunny approached the clear wall and placed his own hand on the surface.
"What are you doing here?" Bonnie asked. The bear gestured for him to speak up.
"What are you doing here?!" He repeated, barely containing his laugh.
"I was just enjoying the view!" The bear called back. Bonnie laughed and punched the glass playfully.
"Freddy, please!" He teased. Freddy chuckled.
"Are you coming in??" He asked. The bear let out an over-exaggerated groan.
"No! I just have to pick something up from my room, I am still busy!" He complained. Bonnie shook his head good-heartedly.
"Come in when you're done, I'll wait for you!" He called. The bear nodded. "Will do!" He responded. As the bunny was about to turn away, the bear tapped to get his attention again.
"I wanted a kiss!" He frowned. The bunny giggled.
"You're behind the glass, Fred!" He reminded.
"That does not matter!" Freddy countered. Bonnie snickered and leaned in to "kiss" the bear through the wall, which Freddy also did.
"I love you!" Freddy offered a fond smile.
"I love you too!" He returned it. With that, the bear left to his own room. When Bonnie was left alone again, he opted to lounge on his sofa while he waited. He could not relax for long as he heard another sound outside of his room. At first, he rolled his eyes and grinned, standing up to jog to the glass.
"Freddy, wha-" He paused as he noticed nothing was there. He gazed from left to right to identify the noise, yet still nothing. Before he could leave again, he heard it once more.
His curiosity got the better of him, and he slipped out of his room to check it out.
"H-hello...?!" He called nervously. He suddenly jumped as a warning appeared in his vision of a threat. The source of the sound could be dangerous. When Bonnie realized the threat now heard him, he mentally face palmed himself and turned back to his greenroom to call security.
When he had made it in, he thought he was safe until a bunch of warnings popped up in his vision again. None of them made sense, and they were violently flashing and blocking his vision. Something was wrong. As he was trying to stop them, he heard footsteps heading in his direction. He blindly tried searching for the noise but could not see over all of the flashing. He suddenly felt two arms grip his chest and shove him backward, knocking him into the metal door and leaving him dazed. As he was trying to recover, he was pinned by the danger. He had tried fighting or seeing the perpetrator, but the spamming in his vision would not stop. The next thing he knew, he was shut off.
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A New Feeling
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