Purple Girl

                                    

                                          
"Honey, honey... Wake up." My mom shakes me. 
                          
"Meh. Five more minutes." I groan, rolling over in my seat.
                          
"Honey, your back is gonna hurt if you don't get out." She fumbles with something and I hear a click, a whiz, and a snap. "You're in the car. Get." She shakes me again.
                          
"Alright, alright. I'm up! I'm up!" I roll over...
Right onto the cement. I hear a giggle. "Hon.." 
"Nice, mom." I slap her leg playfully.
                          
"Well, I told you you were in the car." I get up.
"I thought I was further away from the door!" I shut the door and walk to the garage door, opening it, and running upstairs before I become restless.
                          
Too late. I jump in bed and stare, wide awake at the ceiling. "Ugh!" I rollover onto my face, and try to breath. Fail. 
                          
I lift my head up quickly, and then face plant into the pillow. "No... Lemme sleep..." I whisper, turning over once again. 
                          
Surprisingly, after around two or three hours, I quickly fall alseep. 
/\/\/\/\/Time Skip Cuz I'm lazy.\/\/\/\/\/\
"Hey! Hon, your manager dropped by, he gave you a uniform to wear. Honey. Come on! It's purple!" She shakes me. And I rollover, messy hair and all, and widen my eyes at her. 
                          
"Purple? Like, Bonnie?" 
"Uh.. Yeah? I guess." I take it.
"Uhh.... Ok...."
                          
I walk into my bathroom and get changed. I walk out and lift my arms up. "TADA." I say, without much enthusiasm. "Oh honey! You look BEAUTIFUL!"
I nod and flop back onto my pillow.
                          
"Oh! And... It's eleven forty. Ya wanna start heading to work now?"
                          
I shrug, face still in the pillow.
She drags me off my bed, and walks downstairs quickly.
"Mom!" I yell, running after her. She laughs. She walks out the door, taking some toast with her.
                          
"You KIDNAPPED the toast? HOW COULD YOU?" I yell, shutting the door and laughing.  She hands me a piece of toast and I take it. I bite into it, flakes of crusty toast falling down. 
                          
"Yum. Our kidnapped toast taste yummy." I laugh. "Well, we better go." I smile and get into the car, leaning in the passenger seat. She drives me all the way to work. We hit so many red lights on the way, it takes us longer than it should have. I jump out of the car quickly as she pulls up to the restaurant. 
                          
"Bye! I love you!" I wave and walk in. "AHOY! Ash! I thought Ye weren't coming!" Foxy hugs me, metal feet slapping the floor. "Hey Foxy, where are the others?" 
                          
"They be in yer office, lass." I nod, and walk with him as we head to the office.
"ASH!" A high pitched voice and a flurry of yellow feathers is all I can see before I'm hugged. 
"Hi... Chica..." I gasp as she releases me. Freddy, Bonnie and Golden Freddy all turn to look at me. "Hey! What's up?" I wave, walking inside. 
                          
"Nothin. We're just wondering what we should do tonight." I hear a clatter and a shout from the kitchen. "I'll go check it out." I say, bringing out a BB gun from behind my back. 
                          
"Whoa! What is that?!" Bonnie jumps back. I smile. "Just a small weapon. I doubt it would harm you." I bring it up, pointing it away from Foxy as I walk to the kitchen, raised and finger off the trigger. 
                          
"Hey! Whoever's there, I have a gun, an I'm not afraid to use it!" I yell, taking a spot behind the door. "Hey! Hey! We're just cooks!" Someone yells, coming out, hands up. I put down my gun. "Alright. Hey, isn't it closing time?" The man, around thirty, pales. I check the time. 
                          
"Eleven fifty eight. Better get a going." I nod toward the door.
"Dave! Let's go!!" He yells, another kid pops out. "Alright! Let's go!!" They both run for the door. I check the time. Eleven fifty nine. I look around the corner and see the door swinging shut.
                          
I chuckle and head back to the office, tucking the BB gun back into its holster. "Aye lass, everything fine?" Foxy asks me as I enter the room. "Yeah, just some crazy guys that stayed a couple of minutes before closing time." 
                          
They nod, then, finally, Bonnie noticed my outfit.
                          
"What's with the purple outfit?" He asks me. I look down. "The manager brought me it this, I dunno WHY though." He zoned out, his robotic ears twitching. 
                          
"Hey, Bonnie? You ok?" Freddy asks him, noticing. He looks up. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." I look at him. "Seriously, though. You just... Spaced." I said. 
                          
'Is something in his past bothering him? 
                          
I shake the thought out of my head, and smile. "Alright! Well, we don't have much to do.. And we really don't have a job to do." I swing my hands back and forth.
"So....."
You could hear a pin drop to the floor. 
                          
Bonnie's ears twitched, and his eyes turned into white pupils in a black canvas. 
He lunged, arms outstretched, screeching.
I roll, glad my mom made me take jujitsu.
                          
And defensive class...
                          
And made me go out on a gun range and learn how to shoot with pin point accuracy. 
                          
I bring out my BB gun, holding it outstretched. "What the flip?" I yell, as Bonnie gets up.
                          
Chica cowers, and Freddy and Golden Freddy try pulling him back, and Foxy runs over to me quickly and puts his metal paw arm around me protectively, sticking out his hook to defend.
                          
"What be yer problem? Tis lass 'ad done nothin ta hurt Ye, and now ye almost kill 'er?" He growls so deep, it's hard to hear him. "Bonnie! Calm down!" Freddy yells. Struggling to pull him back. 
                          
Chica taps me on the leg, still on the floor. "Follow me, I think I know a solution." She whispers. I back away slowly, and then run to the backstage. She digs up an old box while I plug my nose, looking at the bloody Freddy costume. 
                          
She digs out a baggy top and some ripped jeans. "Put these over your uniform. It'll help." I nod and struggle into the jeans, and then slide the shirt over my top. I walk out, and run back to Foxy, Freddy, Bonnie, and Golden Freddy. 
                          
Bonnie's eyes fade to his normal red color and flops to the ground. "Hn.. What happened?" He says, getting up slowly. His robotic arms creak. "After staring at me with my purple uniform, you just kinda went into... Your 'night mode'. Except, WAY more aggressive." I say, and Foxy lowers his paw. "Ye be alright lass?" I nod. 
                          
Bonnie runs over to me and literally hugs me to death. "I'M SO SORRY! I'm so sorry." He says, getting quieter each time. "It's... Ok. As long as no one kills me, or anyone, from now on, it's fine." 
                          
He releases me from the hug, and I look at everyone. 
"Does anyone have an idea WHY Bonnie spazzed out?" I say, looking at them all in turn. Chica glances up, still sitting on the floor. 
                          
"The Purple Guy. He's the one who killed us. He lured all of us into the backstage and killed us, one by one. After, depending on what gender we were, stuffed us into the suits we're in right now." I nod.
                          
"Was he wearing purple? Or.."
                          
"He wore Golden Freddy."
"Oh..."
                          
"Purple Guy hid inside the suit after he stuffed me into it, and, since I was dead, and controlling the suit right there, I heated up the bow, and the wires overloading frying his brain." 
Golden Freddy looks at me. 
                          
"So, his soul, if he ever had one, overpowered me and I wasn't able to control the suit for a long time. Finally, he was going to kill you, until Freddy started punching me. He had broken a wire, and when that wire reconnected for a split second, his soul was pushed out of the suit, and I came into control." He half smiles at me.
"I hate that guy." They all nod in agreement. 
                          
"So, you guys saw him in purple, so then, when ever you guys see a purple uniform, your side of revenge comes out and overpowers your good side, just like it did every night until I came. Since it was too dark to tell what color the night guard was wearing, your revenge side automatically thinks that it's purple, so they kill them, no matter what."
                          
"That, is a very good assumption. But, why didn't anyone else, spaz out?"
"They don't hold a grudge." I say. Bonnie, since the first time I've came here, I've always seen something... Different inside of Bonnie.
Now I know what it is.
                          
He's insane from holding his grudge for so long.