Chapter 4: Making Friends or Foes?

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Freddy put on his mask as his shift began. He was Frightener number 4 so he was located deep in the horror attraction. Each room had Frighteners in groups of two and guess what? Freddy was paired with the one person who could destroy his operation. Yup it was bonnie. He tried not to look at the male beside him as he was worried that Bonnie's cold eyes would break him down.

"W-what's your deal?" Freddy asked sounding like a stuttering idiot.

"My deal is that you are new, I hate new and I don't trust you." Bonnie said in a monotone voice as he paid attention to the customers.

"Well at least let me prove myself." Freddy asked with determination

"Oh and how will you do that?" Bonnie asked with a snarky tone.

"Let me add new attraction ideas, they will scare everyone I can guarantee it!!" Freddy said with confidence.

"SHHHH! they are coming. " Bonnie whisper shouted as a group of three girls were walking towards them with fear.

Bonnie scowled before jumping in front of the girls. He changed his eyes to white and screeched at them. The girls screamed at the top of their lungs and ran past them.

"New Attraction?" Bonnie asked as his body language showed he was uninterested in the conversation.

"Yes! I will find out another flaw from the pizzeria and make it into an attraction!" Freddy called out with excitement.

"And what if I'm not scared?" Bonnie retorted.

"Then I will do whatever you want for a year!" Freddy said, not knowing how truly sadistic the Purple haired male was. Bonnie thought about it for a minute and then nodded.

"Deal." Bonnie said as he shook Fred's hand. Freddy felt a twang of determination start in his heart. If he can pass through Bonnie then he can convince everyone that he was on their side. Bonnie looked at the clock and then stared down the hall, "one more group and then we're done." Bonnie said as he sighed.

Freddy smiled, "let me scare em' please!" Freddy said as the group neared while Bonnie, who was just out of energy, nodded.

'Come on Fred you can do this,' Freddy mentally told himself as the group was now only a few meters away. His mask had black around his eyes with a blood splattered mouth are or where the mouth should be and bloody clothes. He prepared to do the Fazbear roar, a special family guttural sound that sounds just like a bears. He jumped out to the side and made his eyes go black beneath the mask, he let out the Fazbear roar. It echoed down the hall and was almost cancelled by the screams of the group of three girls and two guys. As the small group ran Freddy relaxed himself and fixed his eyes. He coughed a bit since the roar kinda cut up his throat.

Bonnie on the other hand was a little surprised but showed no emotion. "Impressive but your technique is sloppy, very sloppy." Bonnie said as he rolled his eyes. Freddy smiled though he couldn't tell if he was complimenting him or insulting him.

"Thanks Bonnie."

Bonnie suddenly interjected, "only my friends call me that, and you sir are not my friend." He said as he made his way to the employee room. Bonnie just wanted to go to his room and be by himself. Thats how he liked it.

Freddy on the other hand wanted to be close to bonnie. He crafted a plan about what fake news story he would base this new attraction on, he began to remember "the bite" incident that led to their restaurants decrease in popularity. Surprisingly that was not made yet in Fazbear frights since it was loosely based on rumors overheard from teens and news shows. Freddy however was there when the bite took place therefore he knew a few things that normal people would not. For instance the person who was bit was actually one of his childhood friends. He began to tear up thinking about the vividness of the memory. The screaming, the crunch, the blood... it was like a movie being played over and over and over again in his mind. A mental torture tool that forced him into these horrible memories. He felt a hot tear streak down his face before a voice snapped him out of it.

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