A while later Molly groaned and rubbed the back of her head, she was laying on a soft bed, cute soft pillows, and what felt like a really really soft blanket. she sighed feeling her head in pain, though not in as much pain as she thought it would be. she then realized, she was attacked, and by a puppet no less. she sat up and her eyes darted wide in fear, though she was confused when she looked around and saw she was in a soft purple colored room. She looked at the nightstand table and saw a little note, picking it up and reading the note. "Hi! you got knocked over by the puppet, i brought you up here, and i had to use the bathroom so im leaving a note in case you wake up." Molly looked at the little note, noticing a small doodle of bunny ears as a signature. she put down the knote and wondered who found her, the doors were locked and no one could get in. she sat for a moment, getting pissy with her shirt and having to readjust it again as she felt there was no room to breath in the damn shirt. Molly stretched and held one of the pillows kinda hugging it a bit trying to steady herself. After a minute the door opened, Molly looked over wondering who it was, and was surprised to see toy Bonnie walking in and carefully closing the door behind himself. 
                          
"B-Bonnie?!" Molly yelped now in fear of her life again, this was one of those killer animatronics- right? Bonnie looked over and saw Molly in fear, looking at Bonnie and trembling. He looked worried and stayed where he was. 
                          
"Hey, hey yeah, it's me. I promise I won't hurt you. Ok?" Bonnie said holding his hands up a bit as if to show he wouldn't hurt her. Molly looked at him scared and confused.
                          
"A-Are you going to eat me?- Kill me? A-Arent you possessed?.." Molly asked, still shivering. Bonnie looked very confused and tilted his head the same way a puppy would. 
                          
"What? possessed? Why would we be possessed? Why would I hurt you? Please breath, your going to make yourself dizzy." Bonnie said looking worried, noticing Molly was hyperventilating, taking a step closer. 
                          
"But.. I-I heard you all were possessed and killed night guards.." Molly said slowly breathing a bit deeper. hugging the pillow and trying to slowly calm herself. 
                          
"What?! No! Why would we ever do such a thing? people who get jobs here just have a tendency to ditch, so the joke was they died." Bonnie said slowly stepping closer. "I'm not possessed, im me." Bonnie said in a soft yet soothing voice. 
                          
"so.. so i'm safe.. but what about that puppet thing?.." Molly asked, confused. 
                          
"Oh, marionette just gets pissy when the music turns off. He's an ass." Bonnie said close enough to sit on the foot of the bed. He was softly looking at Molly, who was slowly calming down. 
                          
"So, why am i here?.." Molly asked looking around the room. 
                          
"Well, I saw you fall and got worried. so i brought you up here to make sure you were ok." Bonnie said, Molly nodded her head, seeming much calmer now. Bonnie smiled and spoke softly. "You fell back onto your head, do you mind if i check your head for any bruises or bumps?" Bonnie asked softly. Molly nodded again and let Bonnie come closer, he sat next  to her on the bed. Molly closed her eyes and tilted her head down, still hugging the pillow.  She felt Bonnie's hands very gently brushing past her hair, grazing her head and gently pressing down around where she had hit it, he was careful as to not tangle her hair and making sure as to not hurt her. Molly softly sighed feeling his hands against her head, it felt nice, he was so gentle. She couldn't help but be a tad pink in the face, who wouldn't when someone was touching them and being so delicate. Bonnie slowly took away his hands after a bit. 
                          
"You seem to have no wounds from your fall, that's good." He said with a soft and relieved sigh. 
                          
"Thank you." Molly said with a soft smile, readjusting her head to look at him. And of course her shirt was bugging her again, and she had to tug at the collar trying to adjust it without straight up groping herself. Bonnie looked at her confused.