Chapter 3: Bonnie The Chicken Bull

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*Beth's POV* A/H
I was just finishing sweeping in the kitchen, when I heard someone say, "hello?"
I didn't know what to say, I looked towards the entrance but saw nothing. I put away the broom and dustpan, then left the kitchen to investigate.
I followed the sound of continuous laughter, it sounded so annoying! But yet, I kinda liked it for its annoyance. I followed it all the way to the office. I heard it behind me, I turned around but nothing was there. I heard it again. I turned around to see a small boy around 7 to 9 years old. He had a red and blue jersey on with matching pants and hat. He held a sign that said balloons and in his other hand, he held a bunch of balloons.
"Hi," I said.
"Hello," he said. "I'm Balloon Boy!"
"I'm... I guess I'm Beth."
"I heard about your memory loss, your name is indeed, Beth," he said.
I didn't answer.
"Do like to prank or be annoying," he asked.
"Sometimes," I said.
"Come on! I was thinking about luring Bonnie with carrots into a doorway with a bucket of syrup on his head then from there it'll look like as if he were a chicken," he said with a silly grin
I nodded. Then we raced out of the room to set up the trap.
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"Hey Bonnie! I got some carrots! Want some," I asked.
I was standing a little ways from the door way of the dining room.
"Sure," Bonne said, leaving his seat.
Balloon Boy was hiding behind a nearby wall.
As Bonnie came closer Balloon Boy said, "Three, two, one, action!"
Bonnie tripped over the tripwire we had set up, triggering the bucket full of syrup to pour all over him.
He got up and said, "Why you little!"
I ran as Balloon Boy went through the office door on the right and turned on the fan. Meanwhile, I ran through a hallway opposite of the office and grabbed some random styrofoam and threw it at Bonnie. He growled, I laughed. I ran through the office door on the left and Balloon Boy poured a bag of fake chicken feathers in front of the fan. As Bonnie chased me around the room the feathers stuck to the syrup on his body. He slipped on one of the feathers and fell to the ground I put a paper beak on his face while Balloon Boy tied up his hands. We helped him up to allow him to chase us. Then we ran to the stage room where we had gathered the others before hand and ran up the stage. We had decorated the stage to make it look like it was a grassy field. I ran onto the stage and then around in circles so that Bonnie was chasing me.
Then Balloon Boy flew onto Bonnie's back as I scattered corn on the ground. Balloon Boy controlled Bonnie to make it look like he was eating the corn. Finally, I grabbed a red cloth and Balloon Boy rode Bonnie like a bull. Bonnie charged at the cloth and I pulled it away saying, "olé!" We did that several times when Bonnie finally broke down in exhaustion. Balloon Boy and I went to the front of the stage and bowed.
"We hoped you enjoyed Bonnie the chicken bull everyone! Stay tuned for the next performance," we said together.
Puppet hovered over to us, "Balloon Boy, did you tell her the rule?"
"What rule," I said.
"If you make a prank mess, you clean it up," Puppet replied promptly.
"Meh, okay. But it was definitely worth the cleaning for the prank," I said.
"That's exactly what I said when he told me that," exclaimed Balloon Boy.
We smiled at each other. Then we started to clean the place up, including Bonnie.

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