Chapter 4

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I woke up again? Was it a dream, did that really happen? I looked up and I was in the right bed. I had confusion written all over my face. Freddy walked in with a glass of water, I took it and took a sip. "What happened?" I asked.

"Well, you were out for a while. You passed out in the basement. Bonnie found you and took you back upstairs."

"Oh," I whispered."How's Foxy?" I yelled without even thinking.

"Woah kid, he's fine, finally got him back to normal." I sighed in relief and whispered under my breath, "Thank god."

"Can I go see him?"

"No, not after what happened, almost twice." I looked down in disappointment.

"Why did you do that? Why did you attack him?" Freddy had to think about it, then he finally answered. "Because I knew what was about to happen."

"What?!" I asked almost demanding.

"I... can't tell you, it's too dangerous. So just stay clear of him."

"YOU ALMOST KILLED HIM!"

"HE ALMOST KILLED YOU!" Freddy calmed down and sighed, "Plus he wouldn't die, he would shut down. I would be able to fix him easily."

"You don't know that, animatronics do some weird things." Freddy looked at me in surprise, "So he visited you, this is bad, real bad." He left the room and told Bonnie than Chica. "I'll do first watch," answered Bonnie with a straight face. Chica laughed and elbowed Bonnie, "Good luck bunny boy." Chica teased, Bonnie looked at her with an annoyed face.

I giggled quietly, Bonnie didn't hear me but Chica winked at me. Bonnie walked in with his guitar. "Bonnie?"

"Hm," he looked up from tuning his guitar to look at me.

"Can we walk around?" Bonnie thought about it.

"Sure I guess." I smiled with glee. I skipped out of the room with Bonnie behind me. I saw one glimpse of Foxy and stopped.

"What happened?" Bonnie asked concerned why I stopped.

"N...nothing." I walked on and dragged my fingers on the tablecloth covering the table like a disguise. I looked at the different colored party hats and picked one up. It was soggy from not being used. I made a disgusted face and placed it back.

"Bonnie?" I asked while he was looking at the tablecloth.

"Yeah?" he answered.

"Do you ever miss playing for kids?" it was an odd question and I was pretty sure I knew the answer to it.

"Well of course I do, I miss having a spotlight on me and playing my guitar." Bonnie doused off and I was smiling. He went back to reality and saw I was looking at him, he blushed.

I looked at Foxy and remembered how he never was on the big stage and never had as big a spotlight as the others.

"I bet Foxy wish he had it as good as you." Bonnie looked at me baffled at what I just said. "Yes well..."

"Well what?" I asked looking at him like I had a question mark stamped onto my forehead.

"I sometimes think that too." Bonnie said looking down like he felt bad for Foxy. I wanted to go over to Foxy, but Bonnie would stop me.

"I feel bad for him..." I said looking at the "sorry out of order" sign in front of his cove.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because, I just do. It's hard to explain." Bonnie nodded and decided not to ask.

Bonnie clapped his hands together, it kind of startled me but not that much. "Ready to go back?" I nodded my head and followed Bonnie back to the room. I got into bed and fell asleep moments later. 

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