Two Of A Kind

Chapter 11~ Training

Bonnie's Pov:

I sat at a dining table, thinking of how strange Bon Bon has been acting, how it teased my mind.

You're just Paranoid...

But..how come I don't see any hesitation from her, or grunts of frustration, or more importantly her attractive smart remarks?

"Something is definitely up." I told my
myself, cocking my head to the right, thinking I heard clanging and muffled noises like a damaged voice box.

"B-B-B-B-Bonnie!" The voice spoke, clearly suffering and in fear.

"Who's there?" I ask down the hall where the voice came from.

"I-It's Me! M-Mangle!" It spoke, as a very damaged Mangle jumped down, two heads and wires followed by scraps of bare metal accompanied it.

"Mangle?! What happened to you?!" I ask frantically.

"L-L-Long story..!" She manages, as she suddenly grabs my arm, pulling me to a table.

"T-T-There's something wrong with Bon B-Bon!" She said, glitching out.

"Like what?" I ask, confused.

"S-S-S-She never plays her guitar anymore! I-It's that s-serious!" She spoke, her second head staring at the wall suspiciously.

"Really? Wow! That sounds quite worrisome." I answer her, nodding.

"And the w-worst p-p-p-p-part is she doesn't speak to anyone of us anymore! Only to S-Springtrap, Golden, and M-Ma-Marionette!" She said, banging her hand on the table.

"Why's that?" I ask.

"She's b-been acting like that e-e-ever since Marionette 'fixed' her." Mangle replied.

A hand suddenly clamped onto my shoulder, and I looked up, seeing Golden with a smug look upon his face.

"You need to train." He says, shooing Mangle away.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Marionette thinks that You should experience a little more fighting experience since you're the geek of the group. Everyone else has but you." He says.

"Train as in what?" I ask.

"Train as in; Punch a dummy, stab a dummy, shoot a dummy, fight a dummy." Golden says, giving me a smirk.

"I don't feel like it." I say, resting my chin on my hand.

"You're training with Bon Bon." He says.

"Where's my armor?" I ask quickly, eager to be with her again.

~TimeSkip~

"So...these are my weapons?" I ask, gesturing towards the wall of weapons while tying my arm armor on.

"Yup, pretty impressive." Golden nods.

"I guess.." I shrug my shoulders when the door opens, showing Bon Bon in her armor.

I couldn't help but stare, even if she was acting strange and all, she still made my systems warm up inside.

Her armor didn't even look that protective, it in fact looked fashionable. In a deathly way to be exact.

"Close your mouth Bonnie, or your bottom jaw is gonna get stuck. And I'm afraid I don't have any oil on me." Golden said, pulling me out of a trance I was in, not even noticing my agape mouth.

"Oh.." I said quietly, embarrassed.

"Bon Bon, pick your weapon." Golden says.

Without hesitation, she picks out a battling axe. I gulp.