Nights to Remember(A FNaF Fanfic)

Chapter 3

~Freddy’s POV~

“Looks like a new security guard has finally come, guys!” I laughed to my friends, Bonnie and Chica.

“And I’m surprised too!” Chica replied with a jump.

“Why? We always get new ones. Just about every week.” Bonnie replied to Chica clearly not amused.

“I think she’s talking about the fact that this one is a female.” I told Bonnie with a smirk on my face.

“Ah, that’s true!” Now he was amused.

“What do you think female guards are like?” Chica asked me.

“Well, I’d suppose they’re about the same.” I honestly told her.

“How boring!” Bonnie whined with a stomp. 

“Well then, go torture her a bit! You’ll feel better.”

“I don’t feel like it though.” Chica looked at me with puppy dog eyes.

“I was talking to Bonnie.”

“Oh.”

“I-I think I’ll do that.” Bonnie grinned wide and trudged off into the darkness. After watching Bonnie go Chica turned to me. “That was a little weird.”

“What was?” I questioned. “Bonnie always goes out to have fun first, just about.”

“No, No. That’s not what I was talking about.” She grabbed my arm. “She took the time to call out our names. She even called for Foxy!” She looked at me with an unrecognizable expression, and then it clicked.

“No one’s asked for Foxy since the bite!” I cried out with astonishment.

“I wonder how Foxy feels about this.” Chica added with the I-bet-he’s-thinking-about-her look.

“We’ll see.” I responded with a chuckle.

~Foxy’s POV~

Arrr.. I was shocked. I be hidin’ behind th' curtain fer many years 'n no one has dared to come behind it since that fateful day. But she. She did. She came 'n opened th' curtain. She.. Touched me. She talked to me. She cleaned me off. I felt somethin' in me metal chest I never felt before. No one's ever dared touch me since that day in '87. What’d be this feelin'? ‘“Foxy?”’ Th' lass's voice echoed in me animatronic memory card. She'll come back right? I must see that lass again. I must!

~My POV~

I was freaking out. I checked each of the cameras constantly and once I flipped back to the stage camera I noticed one missing. “Bonnie!” I squeaked in horror. I flicked through each camera in my panic. “Where. Where? Where!? WHERE!?” I was almost hyperventilating I’ve never been so scared in my whole life! “Where’s Bonnie!?” I squeaked again till I reached the camera in the west hall corner. “EEP!! HE’S THERE!!” I quickly put down the iPad and smash the light switch, I see his figure there and without hesitation I slam the door’s button and the iron door shoots down fast as lightening. I feel a shiver go down my spine as I sit there paralyzed in my chair. Thinking about being stuffed in a suit and having my eyes and teeth pop out of my skull was not what I wanted on my first day of a job. I checked the cameras once more to see if Bonnie was gone and sure enough he was back on stage. A sigh of relief flashed through me as I let up the iron door. ‘Thank goodness, I was almost sure I was a goner.’ I thought to myself. 

~Bonnie’s POV~

“Well, she closed the door before I could grab her. She’s certainly faster than the others were.” I announced as I walked back up on stage. Chica and Freddy seemed to be in a deep conversation. “What’s up?” I asked them as I took a seat on the stage floor.

“We think Foxy might end up liking this new guard.” Chica told me with sparkles in her robotic eyes. 

“It’d bring him out of the curtain!” Freddy added. “This could be good for him!”

“But, doesn’t Foxy like being behind the curtain? He did tell us once after the bite, back in ’87, that he could never forget and it was best that he stayed away from others.” I countered Freddy’s thought. 

“I don’t think he really meant that.” Chica answered me with a frown. Freddy nodded agreeing with her.

“Anyways, we’ll just wait and see.” Freddy added.

“Wait, so we’re not going to go after her?”

“Of course we are!” Chica exclaimed. “We need to make sure she’s good enough for him!” She winked and turned facing the bathrooms. “I need to go again.”

“Too much pizza grease again?” Freddy questioned her.

“Yep!” She cheered as she hopped off stage heading for the bathrooms.

“So, what made you think Foxy might like her?” I asked Freddy.

“I just have a feeling.” He answered as he tipped his hat to the camera.