FNAF life of an animatronic

night 3 6am

Bonnie the bunny's POV

Its 6 am already. Mike should be dismissed by now.

Golden Freddy is gone. I could see his poster in the distance, in the west hall corner, reverted back to a poster of Freddy.

I could hear footsteps getting louder and louder. It was mike walking out of the hallway.

He stared at a crack in the ceiling and, then to me me and Freddy.

What did we do wrong? Why is he acting like that?

Did he have the same hallucination the last guard had? Was he hallucinogenic like our murderer?

He stared intently at us, then he left.

As he left, more workers came in, switched us on, and we came to life, to do our unpaid jobs.

Like any other usual day, we entertained the children unaware that we used to be one of them, we had a short life. Our death didn't make us sad, because we have possessed the animatronic mascots.

A lot of children and parents love us...

And we love them back.

I hope mike knows how it feels.

To be all alone for 27 years.

No one who knew we were missing looked for us, or tried to at least ask for help.

But we're fine, if one of them is still finding us, its too late then, because we're dead.

Well, I better start entertaining the cute little children.

Until the sun goes down and we can roam again.