-Freddy ran up and pinned Bonnie against the wall. Bonnie was clearly startled, but he looked just like he did when he was caught spitting spitballs at Freddy. Bonnie tried to out-push Freddy's arm, but Freddy pushed it back down. If Taylor Swift was right, then him and everyone else was in danger.
Freddy: You sold my soul to the devil?!? HOW?!?!
-His "How" echoed through the pizzeria. Freddy was outraged. Somehow, tears formed in Bonnie's eyes.
Bonnie: I-I-I forged your sig-signature...
-Bonnie was shaking.
Freddy: You did what?
Bonnie: I forged your signature...
-Freddy laughed hysterically. He could tell that everyone was looking at him funny.
Freddy: Seriously, What did you actually do?
-Bonnie looked at him then back at the wall.
Bonnie: That's what I did. You took away my PS4 and...
-Freddy had heard enough.
Freddy: You sold my soul to the devil
-Freddy paused.
Freddy: because I took away your dumb electronic?
-He couldn't have been serious. On the scale, anything devil-related out-weighed taking away a stupid PS4. Freddy scowled. In a flash, the Freddies were back.
Devil Freddy: Yeah, baby! The devil!Woo!
-Angel Freddy facepalmed.
Angel Freddy: You're doomed, Freddy. Doomed! There's no hope for you!
-Freddy didn't want to listen to the Freddies right now.
Freddy: Not now, Okay?
Angel Freddy: You need to talk to Foxy's girlfriend! She was the first to know!
Freddy: Taylor Swift?
Angel Freddy: Yeah! Go!
Devil Freddy: No, no, talk to Bonnie! I want to know more about this guy! Nyahhaahahahaaa...
Freddy: Bonnie will have no clue about the supposed "devil". I need to talk to Ms. Swift! She most likely knew about this first.
-Devil Freddy stabbed Freddy's shoulder with his trident, which felt like a three-pronged poke.
Freddy: Hey!
Devil Freddy: Sorry, you just always agree to me and I'm not used to it! Jealous? Pfft, I'm not jealous!
Freddy: I didn't say you were—
Devil Freddy: Just go, boy!
-Devil Freddy disappeared with a POOF! Angel Freddy shrugged and disappeared as well. Freddy refocused his attention on Bonnie. He was completely restrained and he wouldn't be able to move. He glanced back at Taylor Swift to see the sequence blue dress rippling away as she left the room. He could feel eyes staring into the back of his head.
-Unexpectedly, Bonnie knee-kicked Freddy between his legs. Exceptionally hard, too. Freddy cried out in pain as he stumbled.
Freddy: AGH!
-He let loose of Bonnie instinctively, and he began dashing away.
Freddy: Oh my gosh! Owww!
-Foxy approached Freddy.
Foxy: Bonnie ran off, Freddy!
Freddy: Yeah. I know.
-He unintentionally gave Foxy his neutral face (His neutral face looked angry and ticked). Foxy looked around, then backed off.
Freddy: I'll get Bonnie later. I need to talk to Taylor Swift.
-Foxy turned around.
Foxy: What? Why?
Freddy: Just give me a sec, okay?
-Freddy ran after Taylor Swift. His area between his legs was still throbbing, which he tried to ignore, but he failed. She was just about to go down her trapdoor when he opened the curtain.
Freddy: Ms. Swift! I need to talk to you!
-She looked back at him with those wide eyes.
Taylor Swift: OK.
-In a few minutes, they were sat down at one of the party tables. Chica had sat down next to Freddy. She purred as she rubbed his legs in exchange of being scratched under her chin.
Chica: KFC...
Freddy: Not now, Chica.
-Freddy looked at Taylor Swift. She looked at him. He said through grated teeth:
Freddy: So apparently you were right about... Bonnie selling my soul. To the devil.
Taylor Swift: Yah. But, technically, not the devil. A demon in high command.
-Freddy raised an eyebrow. A demon? At least it was better than the high and mighty devil.
Freddy: Demon?
Taylor Swift: It's called a Stupidity Demon because they're really weird and dumb.
-She smiles to herself.
Taylor Swift: They're often quite ugly and they wear weird paper hats.
-The security guard. He wore a paper plate on his head and he had a hairy chest and high heels. He was supposedly ugly, too.
Freddy: How would Bonnie do this?
Taylor Swift: Simple. He bought a contract online and forged your signature.
Freddy: What about him? Why did he even consider doing stuff with demons?
-Taylor Swift took a sip from her Earthbucks coffee cup.
Taylor Swift: In order to get yours in, he had to sell his soul too. That's why he's in more danger than you. I'm sure Foxy told you that.
-He thought about Foxy's weird "kill me" plea from earlier.
Freddy: Yeah.
Taylor Swift: He's been planning this for a while, you know. I've known him for a long time. I met Foxy through Bonnie.
Freddy: Really?
Taylor Swift: Yeah.
-Her phone lit up with a thousand notifications and vibrated, but she turned it back off. Maybe she really did have respect for him.
Freddy: But why would Bonnie do something this major to me? And himself for that matter!
-Freddy was mentally stuck. Had Bonnie really hated him this much that if Bonnie went down he would take Freddy with him? No. It couldn't be! Taylor Swift gave Freddy a "Seriously?" face. Freddy had a weird flash back all the way to December. Not last December, the December before that one. Everything was hazy. Freddy and the animatronics were opening presents around the tree.
Bonnie: Hey, Freddy! You should open the one I gave you!
-There was a clumsily-wrapped box on below the tree. Freddy grabbed it and read the label: "2 fredy frum bony"
Freddy: Oh. Thanks.
-He opened it, which was easy. There was one piece of tape holding it all together. He opened the box inside to find:
Freddy: A Sonic Boom fanfiction limited edition?! Wow! Thanks, Bonnie!
-Bonnie looked away, clearly flattered.
Bonnie: Did you get one for me?
-Freddy's mind stopped.
Freddy: Oh. No, sorry.
Bonnie: Wait, whaaaat? But you got Foxy a parrot plushy, and you got Chica a few coupons, but you didn't get me anything?
Freddy: Sorry, I guess time slipped away from me.
-That was a bad lie. He didn't give him one because he was constantly being annoying and was always over his shoulder. Bonnie gave him a somber look and walked over to his own stash of gifts. He flashed to another time, which he couldn't tell when it was. Bonnie and Foxy were arguing about something and Freddy happened to walk by.
Foxy: Yeah, you did!
Bonnie: No, I didn't!
-Freddy remembered this. Bonnie had supposedly stolen Foxy's laptop, but it turned out to be Chica all along. She used it as a chopping board, but he didn't know at the time for obvious reasons.
Freddy: Hey, what's going on?
Foxy: Bonnie stole my laptop! And he's hiding it somewhere!
Bonnie: No I didn't!
Freddy: Okay, stop! Bonnie, give Foxy his laptop back.
Bonnie: What?!
Foxy: Yeah! Give it back!
-Foxy was clearly angry and nervous.
Bonnie: But I don't—
Freddy: BONNIE, IF YOU DON'T GIVE IT BACK BY 5:30, I'M TAKING AWAY YOUR PRIVILEGES FOR A WEEK!!!
-And he took his privileges away. He realized it was Chica the day after, but he didn't free Bonnie of his non-privilegeness. If that's a word. But that wasn't all, his mind wanted to show him one more thing. He was taken back to Valentine's day. The last one a few months ago.
Bonnie: Freddy? Do you think I'll ever get a valentine? I mean, I do know someone but they're not into me.
Freddy: Mmmm... No.
-He said "no" like he was turning down a party invitation and he was trying to calculate an excuse. Bonnie glared at him.
Bonnie: Eeeexcuse me?
Freddy: I said "no". You have less chances than Chica!
-He could tell he had deeply offended Bonnie, but he was on a roll. A roll he later felt guilty for.
Freddy: Chica had a boyfriend, but he tried to cross the road and... yeah. She's still getting over it.
Bonnie: Yeah. Yeah...
-Bonnie sulked away after that. He was taken back to the present. Taylor Swift was snapping in front of him.
Taylor Swift: Freddy? Freddy? Earth to Freddy? Are you dozing off?
-Freddy refocused his vision.
Freddy: Yeah. Just thinking about Bonnie. That's all.
-That wasn't all. He was thinking about how much he had hurt Bonnie over the years.
Freddy: Is there any way to stop these contracts?
-He worded that awkwardly, but he didn't care.
Taylor Swift: We have to travel to the Undernest.
