Foxy x Bonnie Oneshot~ (human!)

Night 4

So. I'm not sure why you guys like this so much but ok. I'll give ya more.

Bonnie's Pov

Bonnie said his good night's to the other animatronics and headed for his stage as he conked into night mode while afew of the others still wandered around the pizzeria. Of course once he fell 'asleep' it was nothing but an endless darkness of just random bits of unrecognizable memories. Along with the occasional fragment of a nightmare here and there. Yet none of it disturbed the purple haired man as he instead dreamt about his partner and his friends all having a lovely time. Sure none of it was real and everyone didn't get along very well, but what could he say? Bonnie only wanted the best for his friends and for them to be as happy as he was that he was around so many great people all the time. Well, not all the time actually, just most of the time he's with good people. Plus the children he'd met when he worked in the morning, they're always fun to play with.

Smiling fondly in his sleep, Bonnie enjoyed his dreams of fun and friends while the night went on.

But not everyone was having happy dreams like the purple haired man. The faint scratches of a metal hook could be heard echoing down the hall.

Foxy POV

Foxy dragged his hook along the corridors of the pizzeria, humming an old tune he heard once from the nightguard's radio one night. The pirate wasn't sure what the tune was or what it meant  but it was something to hum along to.

His golden eyes slid casually over the shaded doorways and messy drawings from the small children. Foxy wasn't looking for anything in particular, just a stupid and cocky, prissy brown bear with clowns makeup on his cheeks. It was nothing special, but man did he want to sucker punch that overdressed asshole in the kisser for giving his mate the sly eye. God, did that motherfucker Fredric get his blood boiling, the guy didn't know when to fucking lay off. Foxy almost tore that guy to shreds once for messing with Chica and flirting around with her when she was clearly uncomfortable. 'Someone's gotta put that jackass on a fucking leash and tie 'em to a goddamn post ' thought Foxy as he turned the corner. Chica was like a little sister to him and couldn't stand it if someone hurt her, or Freddy. The big guy wasn't exactly the most open or easygoing guy you'd run into but he's got a bit of background to him that makes him a bit-- unsure about everything. Poor Fred seems paranoid and scared half the time, Foxy thinks he might pass out when ever someone brings around anything that could be remotely dangerous.

Other than that, Foxy loves his friends and considers them to be family at most. Being stuck in the same pizzeria for a couple years with mostly no change, it gets pretty messy with the things that happen and what you see. Foxy smiled to himself as he stopped for a moment, thinking of all the past time he spent with the other three. If it ever came to it he'd even sacrifice himself for one of them, for the sake of their own safety. Which is why he was gonna put a dent in that plastic bear's fake ass, set him straight before he can hurt any of his family and get one of them-- outta commission.

Foxy had seen other animatronics come and go, take from the stage to be tossed away into an alley or to be salvaged for spare parts. He'd been lucky that the boss fancied him so much and planned for a comeback of the old pirate cove. Something to excite and bring back some fun to those who came to the pizzeria, giving the kids back their favorite pirate friend and come out with some more merchandise apparently. Foxy wasn't sure what the whole 'merch' thing meant, but Bonnie seemed to think it was cool since there was 'merch' of him so he couldn't complain.

Finally stopping near the arcade room he glared at the replacement that stood about 8 feet away. Fredric only smiled as he leaned in the door way, "My, my, my, the washed up little pirate looks like he might blow off a cannon." Snarked the brunette, sneering at Foxy. "I'm 'ere ta warn ya to stay away from my love an' quit biten' my lines. I ain't dealin'no slimy eel to my comrades so leave 'em alone you plastic bitch." The fox growled as he held his head low and his fangs glittered in the faint ceiling light. His hook poised in position for him to run forward and snag the other man's throat if needed. Yet Fredric only chuckled, his shit eating grin growing wider as he eyed the clearly pissed off pirate. "I'll do what I wish you filthy mutt, and I want nothing with your ratty old trash band." He spat, yet his light blue eyes glowed with mischevious intent, "but I will take your precious bunny and go along down his rabbit hole for you he'll soon see that 10 times better than a trashy dog like you Foxy." Fredric gestured suggestively, grinning from practically ear to ear as Foxy fumed with rage and let out a thunderous roar as he charged at the motherfucking shit faced asshole.