Remorseless

Chapter Twenty Four

About a week later, we all, aside from Uncle for obvious reasons, attended Uncle's burial on the hill next to everyone else. I was sad to see a coffin go in the ground with his body in it, but I would have been so much more broken if Marty hadn't brought him back.

Everything was finished; the ads were out, and there was plenty of new decor everywhere. It was finally time. We were reopening the day after Uncle's burial.

Day of, I was outside greeting customers with Uncle. The children entering the establishment were so excited to meet Rockstar Bonnie. They were sure to talk to him, and take pictures with him on the way in.

"Wow!! You're a rockstar?" a little girl asked as she walked up to him. He bent down on one knee and looked at her.

"Yes ma'am" he said.

"Are you cooler than Bonnie?" another little kid, seemingly the girl's brother asked.

"Yes, I am. But don't tell him I said that, Bonnie tends to cry really easily." Uncle whispered.

"Okay!" the boy cheered.

"Are you gonna sing today?" the girl asked.

"No, I'll leave the vocals to Freddy. He is much better than I am anyway. I will be playing some back up music with Bonnie on my guitar. I think you'll like it."

"Okay kiddos, let's go get a seat." Their mother laughed.

"Okay mommy!" the little girl clapped in excitement. "I can't wait to see you, Rockstar Bonnie!" she kissed his cheek and went to hold hands with her mom as they went inside.

"Wow, Uncle you're a natural!" I smiled. "That little girl loves you!"

Uncle stood up.

"Yeah I guess...I just hope I can deliver. It still isn't very easy to move the way I want to yet."

"You'll get the hang of it." I assured him. "I'm sure everyone else had trouble at first too."
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The first night was a success! Everyone absolutely loved Rockstar Bonnie and the way he played his guitar easily rivaled the original Bonnie. And I never even knew he could!

After we closed for the night, We all regrouped to talk about how the day had gone. Chica  and Marty had worked in the kitchen, helping out with making all those pizzas to keep up with demand. Gordon and Freddy stayed in the secrurity room with the guard on duty that day. Gordon knew so much about the security system and wanted to take notes on how we could improve it, if anything could be done at all. And Foxy, and Bonnie were maintanance trainees. After every little show, they looked at the mascots to make sure nothing was wrong.

"Today was a fun day." Chica smiled, as we sat down for pizza. It was a long day, we were all hungry, I'm sure.

"Yes it was!" I exclaimed. I could barely contain how happy I was. "Everyone, you did so well today! Im so happy you're here to help me make this work!"

"We wouldn't have it any other way!" Freddy smiled.

I looked around at all of them an realized just how lucky I was. I was now the only one who wouldn't vanish from finding peace, otherwise surely I would have vanished by now.

"So, what are you going to do, Uncle?" I asked. "Are you going to stay here and scare the nightguard like they used to, or are you coming home with us?"

"Although staying to mess with the nightguard is tempting, I think home is where I need to be."

It was going to be weird though, having to drive him to and from work...and when he regained dexterity in his hands, it would REALLY be strange to watch him drive home in his truck. For now, it was funny to think about.

We stayed at the pizzeria for a while, just talking and enjoying our time with eachother after a hard day's work.

Long after the pizzeria closed and well into the night, we went home. I didn't know about everyone else, but I was so tired! I couldn't wait to go  home and go to bed. I did, after all, have to be at the pizzeria again the next day.

"Uhhh...(Y/N)?" Bonnie tapped my shoulder from behind the driver's seat.

"Hm?" I snapped out of my daze. She pointed ahead, in the direction of home, where there was a smoke cloud rising up and blanketing the nearby town.

There were a firetrucks, about four or five, lining the street.

"Do you think it's our house?" Freddy asked.

I prayed and prayed that it wasn't. We didn't know until we kept driving and arrived at the scene. There it was, the house we were building together, up in flames.

Firemen were working on putting the flames out with multiple firehoses, from all different directions. It was all taped off with bright yellow "CAUTION: DO NOT CROSS" tape. I pulled over to the side of the road and got out of the car. Chica, driving Uncle's truck wasn't far behind.

I stood there, just staring at the horror in front of me. Freddy and Gordon stood on either side of me, looking at me from the corners of their eyes. They knew what I was about to do.

I lifted my foot to begin running towards the house, but my foot never made contact to the street in front of me.

"Let me go!" I yelled, as the two held me back.

"The house is on fire, (Y/N). There's nothing in there worth risking your life over." Gordon explained.

But he was wrong. The plushies they had given me were in that house. The dresses Foxy had made me were in there. And pictures. So many pictures.

A fireman made his way to speak to us, from the scene.

"Do you guys own this house?" he asked. I couldn't speak so Freddy spoke for me.

"Yes, we do." he answered.

"Was everyone out of there?"

I felt a sudden rush of anxiety, and I whipped my gaze to my car and Uncle's truck to do a head count, even though I was just with all of them at the pizzeria.

"(Y/N), come on, it's okay." Gordon whispered.

I took a deep breath, placing my hand on my chest.

"The fire seems to have been started electrically, through faulty wiring. It isn't surprising, the building was very old."

"But how?" I asked.

"We don't know that much, we can only guess how it started, based on how hard it is to put it out. When we get this under control, we will have you speak with the fire marshall. Do you have anywhere to stay for the time being?"

"I'm sure we can find a hotel in the area we can stay in." Gordon replied. "Come on (Y/N), let's go find one." he led me to the car, while Freddy stayed and gave contact information.

I sat there in the front seat, trying not to be overtaken by dispair. I looked for hotels we could have stayed in, and asked the same of Bonnie, Gordon and Foxy.

When Freddy returned to the car, he held one of my hands.

"It'll be okay." he said softly. I didn't say anything, but held his hand tighter.

We found a hotel that was decent. We didn't want something too fancy that we would have to check in and enter from the inside, as it was probably against the rules to have an animatronic in a room.  We got 3 rooms; one for Chica and I, and the other 2 for the boys however they wanted to split it.

"Well, good night, boys!" Chica waved, as she opened the door to our room.

"Good night guys.." I sighed. Uncle wrapped his cold animatronic's arms around me.

"It'll be okay, Sweetheart, we always figure it out." he told me.

"I know." I replied. I gave everyone a hug and entered my room with Chica.

I plopped on my bed, face down in my pillow. 

"Good night, (Y/N)! " Chica called to me. "Let's get some sleep so we can fix this tomorrow!"

All I did was give her the thumbs up, as I was face down, not even lifting my head to look at her. She turned the lights off and we went to sleep.