When midnight strikes, you head towards the office and say goodbye to Jeremy as he leaves the room.
" - Good luck with your friend!
- Thanks heh."
You sit down and pick up the phone.
"Hello hello! Hey there, night four! I told you you'd get the hang of it!"
"My mental sanity doesn't."
"Okay, so... just to update you, there's been somewhat of an investigation going on... we may end up having to close for a few days, I don't know. I want to emphasize though that it's really just a precaution. Fazbear Entertainment denies any wrongdoing. These things happen sometimes. It'll all get sorted out in a few days. Just keep an eye on things and I'll keep you posted."
"An investigation? Well, this seems more serious than I thought."
"Just as a side note though, try to avoid eye contact with any of the animatronics tonight if you can. Someone may have tampered with their facial recognition systems, we're not sure, but the characters have been acting very unusual, almost aggressive towards the staff. They interact with the kids just fine, but when they encounter an adult, they just... stare."
"I thought I would be safe during the day!"
"Anyways, hang tight; it'll all pass. Good night!"
"Yeah sure..."
As soon as the phone call ends, you see Withered Bonnie in front of you, which startles you.
" - S̸o̵-̸o̴r̷r̴y̸.̸
- It's fine, I just didn't expect you to be here already.
- C̴a̷-̵a̷n̶ ̶w̸e̴-̶e̴ ̷g̴o̴-̴o̸ ̵o̵u̶t̵s̴i̷-̷i̶d̶e̸ ̴n̸o̴-̴o̵w̶?̷
- I... I don't know.
- W̷h̷y̵-̶y̸?̶
- See... your friends are already coming for me, you say while winding up the music box.
- I̸-̸I̵ ̶w̶i̵-̴i̶l̸l̷ ̴k̷e̷e̷-̵e̸e̶p̸ ̷y̶o̵u̶-̷o̵u̸ ̷s̸a̵-̷a̴f̸e̵.̵
- Would you fight against nine robots?
- A̶c̸t̶u̸a̷-̸a̶l̷l̴y̶,̶ ̸T̶o̶y̵-̵o̸y̶ ̸C̶h̸i̴-̵i̷c̵a̷ ̶a̴-̴a̶n̸d̶ ̷T̴o̴y̴-̵o̵y̵ ̸F̸r̸e̷-̸e̷d̴d̴y̵ ̷a̶-̴a̷r̸e̷ ̷s̴l̶e̸e̴p̷i̶n̶-̸i̵n̵g̵.̵
- Really?
- Y̷e̶a̷-̸e̷a̵h̷,̷ ̶n̴a̶-̶a̸h̷,̵ ̶y̴e̶a̴-̵e̴a̴h̷.̸
- Yes or no?
- B̵l̸o̸-̵o̷d̶y̷ ̴o̶a̶-̷o̷a̴t̴h̷!̵
- Oh my God please speak English!
- I̷-̵I̸'̴m̵ ̷s̷o̸-̴o̴r̸r̶y̶,̷ ̶m̸y̷-̴y̵ ̶a̶u̴s̷t̶r̵a̵-̸a̴l̷i̵a̷n̸ ̵s̷i̸-̵i̸d̷e̷ ̴g̵o̷-̶o̷t̵ ̶t̴h̶e̵ ̷b̷e̵-̶e̴-̷e̴s̵t̷ ̶o̸-̷o̷f̶ ̶m̸e̷-̴e̷.̷
- It's fine. Just answer yes or no.
- Y̶e̸-̴e̷s̷.̴
- Thank you! Well, we still have seven animatronics to take care of..."
You hear a thud in the vents and put on the Freddy mask.
"I told you..." You mumble.
Toy Bonnie enters the office. The two bunnies start talking together.
" - Hello there Bonnie!
- G̸'̴d̴a̸-̶a̷-̴a̵y̴.̸
- Have you seen the nightguard by any chance? I thought he/she/they was/were here.
- W̴e̶-̵e̸l̸l̴,̸ ̷a̴-̸a̵s̶ ̵y̷o̷u̸-̶o̴u̴ ̷c̶a̶-̷a̸n̴ ̶s̸e̷e̷-̶e̵e̷,̷ ̶h̷e̵-̵e̵/̴s̷h̵e̴-̷e̴/̸t̶h̶e̵y̵-̶e̸y̴ ̵i̷-̸i̴s̶n̸'̶t̶/̶a̴-̷a̶r̵e̸n̷'̵t̷ ̸h̵e̴-̵e̶r̵e̷.̴
- Hey Freddy!" The toy animatronic says, looking at you.
You stare at him, petrified, and wave a little, shaking.
" - H-hey!
- Have you seen the nightguard?
- I-I haven't.
- What's wrong with your voice?
- I-I guess my voicebox needs to be fixed.
- Oh man, I'm sorry for you.
- That's-that's fine."
You hear someone running in the hallway, coming towards you.
"Oh shit!"
"I'M COMING FOR YE!!"
Withered Foxy is about to jump at you when you flash the light towards him, making him collapse onto the desk.
" - Ow, my eyes!
- Why did you do that, Freddy?
- S-sorry! I got nervous.
- Why are ye all calling him/her/them Freddy? He/she/they is/are the nightguard!
- No, that's Freddy, can't you see it?
- How is that Freddy?! I'm the only one here who is not fooled by this stupid mask!
- I̸-̵I̷ ̴b̴e̷l̸i̷e̶-̷e̵v̶e̸ ̴t̵h̶i̶-̶i̷s̴ ̷i̵-̶i̶s̸ ̴F̸r̸e̵-̵e̵d̵d̷y̵.̷
- Oh my God! Ye think ye rabbits will win this fight? Never!"
"Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into?"
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The Bite: Volume I: Face To Face (Withered Bonnie X Reader)
FanfictionNovember of 1987, four years after the tragic accident known as the "Bite of '83", Fazbear Entertainment, Inc. decides to open a new pizzeria, changing Fredbear's Family Diner into Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. The old Fredbear and Springbonnie were decom...