Chapter 17: Vincent is Different

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Bonnie's POV

I'm still kind of iffy on Vincent's behavior. I actually have a hard time believing he changed. I have doubts like everyone else, I just... tend to get a little out of hand.

"Bonnie! He isn't the guy I killed! Do you remember his eyes were white? Look at them now! Green, Bonnie! G-R-E-E-N!" Shadow scolded me, making Vincent widen his eyes. I put my hands up defensively.

"OK, OK! Sheesh! Sorry, Vince. I just don't normally trust people that easily anymore," I sighed.

'It's ok, Bonnie. You have every right to be suspicious with me. Besides, if I was still the old me, I would have pulled a knife out already and stabbed Shadow," he waved it off, chuckling. I laughed with him. I guess he really has changed. Suddenly, Chica popped her head out of the kitchen.

"I'm making pizza if anybody wants any!" she hollered.

"I'll help you, Chica. Just think of it as my apology for everything," Vincent offered.

"Thank you, Vincent! I actually needed some help. Pizza will be ready soon," she accepted, and together the two disappeared into the kitchen. I gazed into the distance, letting my mind grow blank.

"Bonnie? Are you ok?" Mangle asked. I snapped out of my daydream and looked in her direction.

"Why wouldn't I be ok?" I questioned her.

"You haven't touched your guitar all day, nor have you eaten, and Foxy's tried talking to you twice but you were in too much of a daydream to notice. What's the deal?"

"Meh. I honestly don't know. There's so much things going, with Goldie just about dying and now Vincent's back. I find it too much to process," I whined. She came over and sat beside me on the stage.

"You're not the only one. Freddy's kind of losing his sanity with everything, too. I mean, the guy nearly lost his brother, his twin. And Foxy and Shadow are in a crazy relationship. Things are crazy," she put her arm on my shoulder. She stood, making her way to Freddy's room.

"I'm gonna wake Freddy up. Why don't you go help Balloon Boy clean up a table," she suggested. I stood and moved aimlessly to Balloon Boy, who stood next to my brother and helped him wipe off a table.

"Hey, Bon, how's your arm feeling?" I hugged him gently.

"It's fine, I guess. You helping out?" He remarked. I nodded.

"OK, 'cause I need some painkillers. My shoulder's giving me problems again," he moaned, rushing to the bathroom for medicine.

"Here, toss me a rag," I called. BB grabbed one and threw it, as I caught it. We cleaned the stains off and set the table for dinner.

"Pizza's ready! Come and get it!" Chica and Vincent yelled simultaneously. Freddy and Mangle walked out arm in arm, Foxy came out of his cove giving Shads a piggyback ride, and the rest of them ran to the table. Goldie teleported from his room and sat next to his twin, laying his head on his shoulder.

"Would anyone like to say a prayer?" Toy Freddy inquired. Vincent stood.

"I'd love to. Father, thank you for bringing us together this evening. God, I thank you so much for giving me a second chance at life. And God, I pray that we all will see the good things even though hell is present. May we have peace throughout the weekend, and keep us safe. In your son's name I pray, amen."

"Amen," we closed, opening our eyes.

"Well, dig in!" Chica cried, and we helped ourselves to delicious pizza.

"Thanks for making veggie pizza, guys," I complimented. She nodded a thanks before swallowing a bite of pizza.

"I knew you wouldn't eat pepperoni or meat lover's, so I made the veggie for you." I noticed Shadow, Foxy, and Goldie all grabbed two to three slices of meat lover's pizza, and were chowing down rapidly. I smiled at Vincent, who had been looking at me. He winked back, and we continued to eat, conversing all the while. Vince really is different. I feel bad for ever doubting him. Goodbye week, hello Saturday!!


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