Love Was meant to Be

Chapter 4

     Foxy sighed as his robotic eyes adjusted once again to the darkness of the Parts/Service room. One month before, or was it two? Foxy had already lost the count, they were officially replaced by the "toys" or, as he liked to refer to them, as the "posers". They were friendly and polite with the customers, but with the originals, it was different. They would rarely allow them to leave, and when they did, they would treat the originals in a despicable way. They would even physically attack them. They pulled both of Chica's hands out, they torn Freddy apart, and with Bonnie- Foxy felt the anger taking control of him - That blue transvestite had pulled his left arm out. Freddy was trying to comfort Chica, as always. Bonnie has simply entered in sleep mode. And Foxy, well, Foxy was thinking about him. They heard footsteps outside, and with a loud-ish scratching noise, the door opened, it was Toy Chica.

"whats all the commotion?"

She said, in an arrogant tone

"The Boss says you pieces of thrash can get out."

She left, and after some time, Freddy and Chica left too. Foxy was going too, so he approached Bonnie, as he did, Bonnie looked at him.

"Im going Bon, will ye?"

"yes, lets go."

They left and went to the game area, where the other were. 

"hey Lad"

mangle said, gesturing for Foxy to meet her.

"I'll be right back Bon."

He said, going toward mangle. She and BB were the only ones who treated the originals in a good way. Well, there was the Puppet, but Foxy never really talked with him, but for Foxy, as long as he wasn't harming him or Bonnie, he was OK.

"So, how was it today?"

"As bad as always."

"i'm sorry pal, i wish i could do anything."  
"it's ok..."

"Anyways i-" 

"  Bonnie no!"

Foxy and Mangled turned their head to the prize corner, and Foxy saw a nightmarish vision: Toy Bonnie had ripped Bonnie's face out, and threw it on the ground. Foxy's eyes blackened, rage assumed his body, as he marched to Bonnie's aid.
"What, are you crying? stupid Baby, i'm going to-"  
Foxy carved his hook on Toy Bonnie's back, trowing him far away. Foxy picked up Bonnie, and started to carry him to the parts/service room.
*gasp* "Are you mad? I'm gonna tell the boss!"

     Foxy opened the door, and rested Bonnie on the table. He picked a toolbox, and Bonnie's ripped face.
Bonnie hugged foxy, a love and comfort hug, as he rested again on the table.
"it is OK Bon, as long as we are together, we'll be fine."