Funny Love (Funtime Freddy X Bon Bon) [DISCONTINUED]

.·°>Chapter 2<°·.

     Muffled screams deafened Freddy's ears. His eyes were fixed on his right hand. It dangled there with the knife deeply penetrated into it. Wires sparked, causing a safety hazard.

     He lifted his head and saw frantic teens rushing out, not wanting to be involved with this. Freddy acted, "Don't worry kids! Freddy is just fiinneee...."

     The world around him went black as an employee had pushed the emergency shut off button. Even though he could shut off and turn on by himself, this is the only thing that prevented from waking himself up.

     Everything went so fast. He could hear small things very rarely like people talking. Then he heard the sound of wind blowing by. He heard horns that sounded distant. Then he heard voices again. They seemed to be gentle and kind.

     Freddy wanted to see what was going on. But he knew that they were probably fixing him with a new hand so he decided they didn't want him to wake because it was a surprise! In the words of Freddy of course.

     He didn't know how long it had been. It felt like being in a coma. You slip into reality for a little while until time seems to go by until you wake again.

     Freddy shivered as he felt cold hands touch his back. But he felt energy serge through his body as he was being powered back on. It took him a minute to readjust. But when he snapped out of it, an old man and relatively young man stood before him. Freddy got excited.

     "Why hello! Isn't this a pleasant surprise to see you two fine gentlemen here. Shall I shake your hands?" Freddy had always been a righty. When he reached out his right hand, it was gone. He brought his stub of an arm to his face and looked. It didn't have any wires sticking out like before and it looked a tad hallow.

     "My, someone stole my hand! Wherever could it be? Did you two naa-a-aughty boys take it from me?" The oldman chuckled.

     "What a robot you have here. He is as sweet as the others. Poor guy, such a shame what happened to his hand, but that leads to new opportunities." The oldman grinned and started checking everything on Freddy.

     The younger man huffed, "When will she get here? I have a business to run and Freddy is a favorite."

     "Patience. This is something new, remember? We both don't know if she will work. Plus, she hasn't even had her eyes colored. You can't expect perfection on the first day," The old man scolded him and left the room with the young man.

     Freddy looked around. He sighed. He was in the breaker room..

     This was where they would take any of the animatronics if they were broken. Freddy didn't understand, did they not have any spare right hands for him? That could be it. No, Freddy thought it is it.

     After a few hours of complete boredom, there was a knock. Freddy instantly went to being still, just in case it was a human.

     "It is okay Fred, it is me! Foxy!" Foxy opened the door and let himself in. Freddy was all too glad to see him and rushed over, hugging the fox.

     "I thought by now they would fix that," Foxy grabbed his right arm and looked, "Stange, it is missing some things.."

     Freddy got worried at this comment, "What do you mean, Foxy? Is my arm gonna fall off?"

     Foxy let out a great chuckle, "Of course not! I must be a bit off. Maybe this is how it should look like. Now, don't you worry a thing, you should rest. You haven't had a nice vacation since we opened."

     Foxy patted Freddy's shoulder and walked out, closing the door behind him.

     Freddy almost yelled out for him to not go but once the door closed, it was too late so he decided to let it go. He was always the one to not want to be alone. He always wanted some company or someone right by him anytime so he could talk and not fell lonely.

     Hours later, it the middle of the night, soft crying could be heard in the breaker room. Freddy was so worried about what might happen to him. What if they had decided to replace him and use him for spare parts? Scrap him? Let the children tear him into pieces for their enjoyment?

     Ballora was overhearing the soft crying and walked over. After a moment of listening to Freddy's crying, she played her built in music box. She listened until she heard the crying stop.

     She opened the door and saw Freddy powered down in his spot. She smiled and tip toed away, the music slowing fading out.

    

    Freddy woke to excited voices coming this way. It took him a moment to process until he recognized those voices. It was that old guy and other guy!

     Freddy got excited, knowing this is it. He is getting his new hand and was going back to partying! He pretend to power off but was all jittery inside.

     The younger man came in and placed down a box beside Freddy. The older man came in and watched, smiling at how the younger man was as excited as a child on Christmas morning.

     Freddy spied over. The box seemed a bit big for a hand. But that was fine, the size of the box doesn't matter, only what was in it!

     Freddy almost turned on in shock at what was pulled out. A blue rabbit.

     It had no legs. It looked like a puppet? That is when it clicked. Freddy's hand is being replaced with a puppet. His own puppet! Excitment now had him as he couldn't wait to do dumb stuff with his own puppet. He was imagining the voice of what he would give it.

     Freddy's arm was moved upward so that the puppet could be out on.

     After a click sound was heard, Freddy was turned back on and was just about to great the two like last time when..

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oooo cliff hangeer scary

Im sorry, i wanted to do it

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