Made to Be. . . (Glamrock Fronnie)

Chapter 2: Superstar Delivery

Glamrock Freddy's P.O.V:

"Thank you for watching our show! I hope we see you again~!" I said to our audience. My name is Freddy Fazbear, I am a bear animatronic, a vocalist for our band, "The Glamrocks". I have 3 bandmates, Chica – guitarist, Roxanne – keytar user, and Montgomery – bassist. They are amazing friends, though there were some changes, but this is our current band.

After the performance, I headed backstage with my friends. "Great job, everyone." I complimented, Chica says, "Thank you, Freddy~. I am so hungry though." "You need to keep your style, Chica. I don't understand how you stay fit when you shove pizzas down your throat." Roxy said, and Chica pouted, "I love pizza! And I am not fat!" "I never said you are." Roxy says as she puts her keytar away in the case. "We do deserve some pizza though." Monty chuckled. "See! Monty agrees! Let's get pizzas!" Chica cheered, but. . . "I am sorry, I must attend elsewhere tonight." "Aww! Freddy! Why!? You never stay late with us." "I apologize, Chica. I need to go home." "Home, and do what? You came to the bowling alley just to get me last time. You have someone waiting tonight?" Monty asked, and before I can answer, Chica exclaimed, "You have a lover that you haven't introduced us!?" "W-What!? No! I-I just need to get home!" "I don't know about that, Freddy. I heard you've been seeing a human lady." Roxanne says as she leans on the wall, looking at me. "N-No, even if I did, she's a friend or a fan. If you are talking about Vanessa, then she is a security guard of this studio." "Whatever, let's just go without him." Monty says as he grabs his bass case. "Next time, you join us, Freddy! It's a promise! So we can have MORE pizzas~!" "Is that the ONLY reason you want him to come with?" Roxy asks, and Chica answered, "Of course not, that's a second part." I giggled at Chica's answer, I know her the longest, she has been in the band since the beginning with me. We exited the studio, and I said, "Goodnight, guys. Don't forget about our schedule tomorrow." "Yea, yea." "Night, Freddy~!" "Night."

We parted ways, and I sent a message. I started walking home, put a hood on to not be recognized. The band is great, I love to sing, I love making the audience smile, and I love my friends. . .however, sometimes, I feel like I am not enough. How can I be better? I am made to be a superstar. . .that's what the manager told me, but am I really one? I honestly do not have a good relationship with my friends. Chica, she is the closest to me, she went through a rough break up before, and it was difficult to help her, I have never been in love, plus it was with our past bandmate. Roxanne is nice, she can be a little strict, but she does have a soft spot, I know, though she refuses to show, and she is guarded to open her heart to me. Monty. . .he sometimes seems to be. . .uncomfortable with me. I do not know the reason, but I try to make friends with him. When we are all together, we all get along, but when it's one-on-one. . .we do not get along that well. 'Superstar'. . .what does it even mean? I lost the meaning of it. . .I can always look it up in the dictionary, but. . . I sigh, thinking about things. I must not let myself be distracted.

When I realized, I was in a different area from my home. I must've taken the wrong route. I tried to go back, however, I noticed the area. . .it was near the bowling alley I found Monty at. It was still open late at night, I think I have a little time to think alone. If I remember correctly, there was a bar counter, I must not drink alcohol, but there must be some soft drinks. I walked over to the bowling alley, it was indeed still open. I walked in, there were still customers, I wonder if this bowling alley is open 24/7. Maybe I could bring- I cut off as I hear a voice, "Ohh, isn't that Bonnie?" Bonnie? The name sounds familiar. . .isn't it the name of Monty's friend? "Good evening, everyone~!" I turned to where the voice came from, there, I saw a blue bunny animatronic with red eyes, wearing a red outfit. He looks. . .stunning~. "I hope you're having a wonderful night. But please allow me to add some music to your night~. Let's rock the world!"

He started playing his guitar, the music. . .sounded amazing! One instrument making such beautiful sounds. . .such talent. . . I walked towards the stage a little, his music attracting me. . . His smile is mesmerizing~. . .so pure. . .I cannot believe an animatronic like him exists. I was lost in his music, all my worries faded. . .Bonnie. . .

Once his performance was over, I wanted to talk to him, but he quickly went backstage. I must talk to him, he will be a great addition to the band! If not, I would still like to be his friend. He seemed full of confidence. Hmm. . .but how can I go backstage? I see a door to employees only, maybe I should go there? But if I just walk around without a proper clearance, that will mean I am trespassing, right? Hmm. . . I could wait for him, but I do not have much time, I must go home soon. I decided to step outside for a second, but bumped into someone. "O-Oh! I apologize, are you alright?" I asked, the person replied, "It's okay. Oh! Do you know anyone named, 'Bonnie'?" "Bonnie? I do know him, but-" "I have a delivery for him! Here is the package!" He hands me the package he was holding, "W-Wait, I-" "No need for signatures, we'll know if it goes to the right person. Have a goodnight!" The delivery man walked away before I can clear the misunderstanding. What should I do? . . .I guess, I can try bringing it to Bonnie. Wait, isn't this a chance to see & talk to Bonnie?

I walked back in, carrying the package, I asked some staff bots about where I can find Bonnie, they pointed to the direction, and I followed it. I knocked and walked in the employees only area. I really hope I won't get in trouble. . . I scanned the area, and found a backroom. If I hand Bonnie the package, I should ask if we can talk later or some other night? He is Monty's friend, right? But. . .wasn't he purple last time? Are there two Bonnies? No, it can't be. I calmed myself down, then knocked on the door, "Package delivery for Bonnie!" Hopefully, that will catch his attention. Suddenly, the door opened, and there. . .I saw Bonnie. He stared at me, "Freddy?" He remembers me! "Ahem, you must be Bonnie." I smiled.

"F-FREDDY!?" He exclaimed, and I was a little startled. "I-I-I- w-why are y-you here!?" he asked. "Um, it is a long story. But here is your package." I handed him the package. "T-Thank you. Um. . .i-is this like your side gig?" "Oh, no, I bumped into the delivery man at the entrance, and he misunderstood that I worked here, then handed me the package, so I came to deliver." "W-Wow! Um. . .t-thank you so much for that! Uh. . .w-would you like some teas?" He sounds nice &. . .kind of cute. "I would love to, but you must be busy. I saw your performance and wanted to ask something." "O-Oh! Yes! Um. . .c-come on in!" He let me in the room, and I saw another bunny. . .animatronic? I think I have seen him before as well, a bartender behind the counter.

Bonnie set the package aside on the table, then turned to me, "S-So, um. . .you saw my performance?" "Why yes, it was amazing!" "O-Oh! W-Why, thank you!" His ears wiggle, and I find that reaction adorable. "Well, I wanted to ask if you ever consider about joining a band?" "B-Band? I. . .well. . ." "Have you auditioned Fazbear Entertainment studio?" I asked, he avoids eye contact, "I-I did, and um. . .well, they rejected me so. . ." "What? How could they? You are an amazing musician!" "I-It's an honor to h-hear you, Freddy Fazbear, think so." "A talented musician like you, must be on a stage with more audience, but I can understand if you prefer to be here, this place seems very comfortable & calming." "Well. . .I. . .like here." "I see. . ."

"BONNIE. . ." We hear a voice, out of curiosity, I turn my head toward the voice, along with Bonnie. The other bunny was holding up a plushie. . .of me? "Ahhhh! M.X.E.S!" Bonnie snatches the plushie from the bunny, M.X.E.S is their name? "This is mine!" "It was delivered to MY BOWLING ALLEY, so I have a right to open it. PLUS, what did I tell you last time!?" "I'm sorry, please don't cut my paycheck!" He knew me from the first glance, even though I tried to hide with this coat. . .he bought a plushie of me? Is he. . .perhaps a fan of The Glamrocks?

"Bonnie. . ." I spoke, then he turns to me, and I ask him, "Do you like me?"