The One Behind It All

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        Bonnie had his back facing me. I could see his arm had been torn off. Foxy stared at him in horror. "Yee repair man wouldn't have hurt Bonbon if we was going to see the children again," he said quietly. Freddy nodded and took off his tophat, holding it at his side silently.

    Slowly I walked past Bonnie,  and turned around. What greeted me was horrific. They had completely removed his face. Two red dots marked his eyes. "How bad is it?" He asked. I realized my face must have given away something.  "Not that bad," I said as convincingly as I could manage. Bonnie's jaw was all that was left. I couldn't tell his emotions from his face,  but it was clear he didn't believe me. He turned around and quickly raced into the hall.

    "Bonbon is going to the restrooms to look in the mirror!" Foxy gasped.  Toy Chica and Toy Bonnie raced after him. Me and the others came more hesitantly.  We found him staring in a mirror. Not moving.

       I barely dared to breathe as the minutes dragged on. Finally he spoke.

"Vixen. You lied to me."

      I shook my head. "No I didn't!  I said it wasn't that bad and it isn't.  You're still the Bonnie we know and love. Come on!"

        He didn' move from the mirror as he lifted his hand to feel where his arm used to be. "Bonnie please!" Freddy said. "It will be okay!" Bonnie turned to him sharply. "You say that yet you still have your arms and face! Look at me! Im a horror!" He screeched. I jumped back when he started speaking. He pushed past us and stopped by me. "Vixen," he growled.  "Never lie to me again."

       Then he left.

 

    Freddy then told us to meet in the party room at 2 am. Even though we had no neet to rest, we sat at the table. The toys facing the olds. Except for Bonnie, who was in the repair room. I sat staring at the frayed wires coming out of my shoulder. Foxy had stopped and gotten my arm and it sat on the table in front of me. After a while I began to toy with it, trying to fix it onto my arm. 

      "Ok," Freddy sighed. "We haven't told you guys everything you need to know about this place." I looked up from my arm. "I suspected their was more to pleasing the children, " Toy  Chica said.  "They are sweet, but hard to please." Toy Bonnie nodded in agreement.  "No," Chica said. "It's not about the children. At least not these."