Animatronic Heart

Five

Sam looked at the cameras. Chica was gone, and so was Bonnie. She looked to her left. Bonnie was smiling at her door. "What the fuck dude?!" She closed it. "Sam. Listen. Please. Open the door I swear I'm not trying to hurt you." She glanced at the left door, and reluctantly opened it. "Thank you." He stepped inside and closed the right door. "Chica's outside." Sam sat there quietly. "Oh! You're most likely wondering why I'm helping you. Especially after Phone Guy told you we would try to kill you. Well....they might." Sam started to hyperventilate. Oh no. She slammed the left door shut too. "Why are you not trying to kill me?" She stood, only 4 inches shorter than him. "I remember you. Why would I want to hurt you? You're my best friend." "I was Foxy's friend too and that...PIRATE is trying to kill me!" Bonnie leaned against her desk. "I'm not like them." He stated. "Oh is that so?" She raised an eyebrow. "Yes." "Well how?" She wanted to know. Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back. "I have emotions. As far as I know they don't. I'm not like them. I never have been." Sam's gaze softened. "You really have emotions?" Bonnie nodded, his big ears flopping. "Huh. I didn't think any of you did." She said. "Can I have a hug?" He held his arms out. Sam hugged him, afraid that Foxy was behind her ready to kill her. He wasn't. "How do I know if you're telling the truth?" She asked. "You would've been dragged into the parts and service room and been halfway into a suit by now." Well that's reassuring. "You're wasting power. Open the doors." Sam shook her head. "Not if the others are trying to kill me." He looked concerned. "Sam. You have 38% and it's only 3." She opened the doors. "Feel better?" He nodded. "Don't worry. I know where and if the others move. I'm programmed to." She sat in her chair and spun around. "How come you were so creepy last night?" He shrugged. "Out of practice. Not used to having freedom of speech." She laughed. "Seriously dude. You need to work on that." Just then Bonnie closed the left door. "Look at the hallway on the cameras." She did as told and Foxy came racing down the hallway to bang on her door. "I know ye be in there!" He yelled. She stayed quiet because Bonnie out his hand over her mouth. Sam looked at Pirate's Cove the curtains were wide open. The cameras displayed static before showing them closed again. "He's back on his stage." Bonnie said. "Thank you Bonnie." She said, opening the door. "You have 24%. It's 4." She smiled. It felt good to have her friend back. He looked down at her. "What are you thinking about?" She just looked at him strange. "Why do you ask?" Bonnie sighed. "Well I can't really talk to the other about things. They are either sleeping, singing, or trying to kill you." Sam became silent. "Yeah. But I'm always thinking. Always dreaming. Tell me...what do the stars look like?" She smiled. "Well, they're like little twinkly lights above you. And some are blue, some red, and others are white. Some are big, some are small...they're beautiful." He looked so happy to be hearing about the outside. Then she realized, he'd never really seen the outside. 20 years...trapped in here. "How can you stand it?" She asked. "Stand what?" "Being in here..." Sam looked up at him. "I dunno. I guess this is just my home." Then everything went dark. "Oh no. You're out of power." He said. "Freddy's coming for you. Hide." She slid under the desk as he took her chair. Freddy started to play the Toreador March at her left door. The alarm for 6 went off, once again filling the place with chiming. Freddy stopped his song and returned to the stage. "I'll see you tomorrow night?" Bonnie asked. "Yes. I'll see you tomorrow." She agreed. Bonnie went back to the stage and watched her leave. She smiled. Her friend was back. She climbed into her car and turned on the stereo. She drove home, and once again passed out. But this time...the bad dreams were gone.