A Forbidden Love (Ask Goldie Anything AU)

Please Wake Up

Bonnie's POV:

It's been a week since the accident. Everyone is increasingly concerned. We've been trying to cheer the others up in many different ways.

Flashback (2 days ago):



Freddy nodded at the idea; he snuck up behind Chica, ticking the feathers on her arms and upper back. She let out a few "BU-CAWK" sounding laughs and giggles. It worked and cheered her up a bit.

Another flashback (also two days ago):

While Chica was cooking some soup, Foxy snuck up on her and tickled her cheeks, making her bend over laughing. Afterward, she gave Foxy a small smack on the head because she was cooking when he did it.

End of all flashbacks:

I've been constantly sitting by Goldie's bed where he was staying, hoping he'll wake up. While sitting next to him, I saw the question board pop up.



"Oh, my favorite color is lavender," I answered the question with a slight nod in the central area where everyone else was. "Mine is blue," Freddy answered. "Yellow is the best color," Foxy said with a grin. "I have to agree with Foxy," Chica nodded.

"I like baby blue," Toy Freddy answered. "The rainbow!" T.C. said back excitedly. "Eh, I'm more of a ruby red kind of guy," T.B. answered, looking at his nails in a sassy way. "I like baby pink," Mangle responded shyly. "Red and blue!" Balloon Boy said back happily.

I stay sitting by Goldie's coma-state body, feeling helpless. Thankfully, we resolved most of our problems; at least Freddy and I have. I'm not sure about the others. I wish for Goldie to wake up.

Freddy's POV:

I've been working more to try and get my mind off things, which is an unhealthy comfort mechanism, but it helps, at least for a few hours. I've been walking around making sure the posters are all good, looking at the bills, writing songs, bills, and lawsuits, mainly from Pete's.

They keep trying to sue us for stealing their animatronic designs and programming when they stole from us! I've also had to deal with what we do with the shadow animatronic. The manager said he would scrap him for parts, but he just shipped him to Pete's.

Chica's POV:

I've been making food, as that's how I comfort myself. I've been learning recipes and eating foods from different countries. Because of this, we're having a lot of leftovers, but everyone seems to not mind. Mike's been stealing the leftovers and taking them home.

Foxy's been loving my biscuits and beef, Freddy likes my pelmeni, and Toy Bonnie's been loving my kiwi smoothies.

Foxy's POV:

I've been trying to comfort Capt and get him to take a break, which has been a pain in my hook. I've offered a bed, snacks, water, smoothies, sleep, and games, which has been 40/60 if he accepts or not, commonly declining my offers.

I've even been trying to get Freddy to read some new books I think he'll like, which usually works to get him to take a break.



"Toy Freddy," I answered, and everyone began to agree with me: "Yeah," "He's short," etc. Toy Freddy is 4'5 and a quarter, making him the shortest, and Toy Chica is only 2 inches taller, making her the second shortest.

Bonnie's POV:

I sat by Goldie, resting my head on the bed; I hadn't slept in a while. While I lay my head, I was hoping Goldie would wake up. I was so busy in my thoughts that I didn't notice the subtle twitch of Goldie's hand.