Recovery: A prologue to Fazbear & Co

Chapter 8

A/N: The song featured in this chapter is 'Wild Horses' by The Rolling Stones. It's actually foreshadowing to the main events of the first Fazbear & Co story - stay tuned!  

Upon their arrival to Bonnie's tree, Freddy looked around anxiously. She could be anywhere – perhaps ready to leap on him again, just as she had done on their first meeting. Nervously, he paced around, shoes eerily crunching on the grass as he did so.
Goldie, on the other hand, didn't seem to be bothered by the situation at all. His deep blue eyes were merely lit with morbid fascination and he too stared around, but with wonder. The bulky male had offered to bear the weight of the rucksack, and it hung over his back lifelessly.

Hours –for that was what it seemed like, to Freddy –passed by with no sign of the purple rabbit. Occasionally the leaves on the oak would be rustled by the breeze, tricking the brown bear into thinking that the elusive doe would emerge, but to no avail. In this time, he had barely acknowledged his friend, who had taken to walking slowly around the small green area. Now and then he would stop, maybe bend down, to inspect a clump of bushes or brightly coloured flowers.

Soon, Freddy became bored and concluded that Bonnie was nowhere to be found. Beckoning Goldie over, he explained his thoughts before the pair turned to leave.
Immediately the brown bear's ears picked up the sound of paws on grass, sliding closer with each second. Startled, he turned, only to find a furious purple rabbit with her teeth bared.
"Bonnie! There you are!" he laughed, attempting to break the tension in the air. "I brought your food, as promised-"

Bonnie thundered up to him and stuck her muzzle in his face, scarlet eyes fixated on Freddy's blue ones. "Are you serious? I told you to come to me at seven, and..." She broke off to glance up at the sky before continuing. "...now it's probably one 'o clock!" The bear noticed that her white tail was flicking from side to side irritably.
"Look," Freddy attempted to justify his situation when the female rabbit turned and stared straight at Goldie. A growl escaped her throat before she returned her attention to Freddy. "And just who is he?"

Before the bear had a chance to respond, his friend spoke up. "Hullo," the golden male greeted, upbeat and cheerful as usual. "Meh' name's Goldie, and ah'm Freddy's best friend. He told meh' all about yeh'!"

Bonnie simply stared at him, and then looked back at the other bear. "Ugh. I guess he can stay, just this once." She stuck her nose into the air with contempt. "Now if you'll excuse me, I am hungry."

The purple rabbit had spent the rest of the time crouched over Freddy's offerings, looking up every now and then to penetrate each bear with a hard gaze. Freddy watched her as she did so, trying not to catch her eye. It seemed as if her softness from their previous meeting had worn off. Although, the bear silently admitted, it was my fault for forgetting about her. He sighed. Was there anything he could do that would improve the rabbit's temper?

It was around half past four that Goldie decided he'd best be going. Before he left, the golden bear handed Freddy his beige rucksack and hugged his friend goodbye. The brown bear observed him as he headed off around the corner.
It just so happened that at this moment, Bonnie was finishing the last of her meal. She had also noticed that Goldie had left, and that she and Freddy were alone.

"So," she began, angling her head to face him, "that was Goldie, your best friend." The bear, surprisingly, could detect a hint of softness returning to her words.
"Yeah," he replied, carefully choosing his comment. "I've known him for ages. He's always been a good buddy to me...I guess you could say he's the brother I never had."
"Brother that you...never had..." Freddy could have sworn that Bonnie's eyes had been clouded with sadness. The silence after her remark made it evident to him that something was wrong. Instead of trying to comfort her physically, the bear determined that it would be best if he attempted to soothe her verbally.
"Hey, Bonnie...are you okay?"
She gazed up at him with wide eyes. "I'm fine," she told him. Freddy found this difficult to believe, yet he didn't want to push her any further as there was a risk that her anger might return. Alternatively, he searched his mind for other things that he could talk to her about.
I've never inquired into what she enjoys!