I couldn't take my eyes off Bonnie, he stared right at me. His eyes dark, a single red dot floated in the center of them, I couldn't look away from him. A mechanical screech pierced the air, hurting my ears; Bonnie charged at me, all I could do was duck my head, close my eyes and cover my head. I was frozen in fear, waiting for impact, which never came. Instead, there was the sound of metal screaming as it hit metal. Before I could even look, I was pulled from my feet, I gasped, before I was finally settled on the ground once more. I looked up, Freddy had a protective arm in front of me. I wanted to move away even from him, it was only a few moments ago that he had tried to kill me. Should I even trust him? As the animatronics clashed, digging claws into each other's metal, I chose to remain in my spot. They scratched, Foxy bit Bonnie's shoulder, and the bunny made out a loud cry.

Foxy pinned Bonnie to the ground, a rasped gasp sliding past Bonnie's mechanic muzzle. He froze, his eyes fixating on Foxy, fixing themselves to their normal pattern of pink irises. He sighed, his eyes went half-lidded from confusion. "Uh, woah dude, calm yourself", he said, I was tooken back by his voice. He sounded like... a young teen, not as sophisticated as I thought it would be. Foxy pushed himself off Bonnie, putting out his clawed hand, and helping Bonnie to his feet. "Ugh, you dented me, man", Bonnie said, pointing to a dent in his suit; it was located on his chest," and tore up my shoulder pretty bad..""O-oh, er.... s-so-rr-rr-ry-ry, m-ma-a-atey", foxy mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck, Bonnie sighed, but smiled, waving it off. "Eh, it's fine, kids won't notice anyways", he said, he looked over at me, another confused look washed over him.

"Foxy, who's the chick?" Bonnie questioned, I stepped out from behind Freddy, tucking my arms behind my back. I ducked my head, muttering a 'hi', Foxy smiled, showing off his sharp teeth once more. "Th-th-is-this l-la-lassie i-is J-Ja-Jazzy", Foxy said, coming up to him and wrapping a heavy metal arm over my shoulders. "Hi, Jazzy!" A feminine voice said, Chica came in view and she waved," it's so nice to finally have another girl here!" I smiled nervously, waving back at her. What is this.... all of them were so intent on killing me... is this.... is this a trick?

~Freddy~

What a lucky girl, usually, Foxy shows no mercy, I was tooken back by his sudden caring nature. I knew everyone else was as well.. Jazzy yawned, and we looked at her, it was 3:58, she had a hour and two minutes left of her shift. She leaned forward, whispering something in Foxy's ear, he nodded, and without any words, they walked off. I hope I don't loose my concentration tomorrow night, I will definitely kill her if I can't keep myself... in the right state of mind. Foxy walked back in the show room, sitting on one of the tables. "Fr-Freddy? Sh-sh-oul-ould we.... sh-sh-show h-h-h-er?"Foxy questioned, we froze, looking at one another, I shook my head. "Not yet.. we need to learn if she is trustworthy or not. Remember the last human we trusted? How he betrayed us?" I asked harshly, Chica looked at the ground, nodding her head.

I looked over at Bonnie, to see he wasn't where he was recently standing, I looked around quickly, to see him sitting on stage, his guitar lay in his lap as he strung a few strings. He seemed distant, tuning his guitar, I looked at Chica, who was looking at him, she shook her head, her shoulders drooping and she walked off, most likely to the kitchen area. I sent Bonnie one last glance, before following Chica..

~Bonnie~

I strung another chord, sighing. That girl, Jazzy looked very familiar. But from where? I closed my eyes, searching my memory, when I suddenly realized...

"There ya go, kiddo", I said, smiling at the little boy as I handed him his balloon. He had accidentally let go of it, and it floated to the ceiling where he couldn't reach. The boy smiled as his mother led him off, I waved, and a sudden scream filled the restaurant, and I turned. It was coming from Pirate Cove, Freddy and I exchanged glances as we ran that direction, people were backing away, and children were squealing and crying in terror. "Mommy! Where are you!" A little girl cried out, Freddy stopped to help her, but, she seemed.... scared of him..... And was hesitant to let him help. I continued, stopping as I saw the cause of the commotion.

Foxy had a kid's head in his mouth, the boy wasn't even able to scream out. There was s girl there as well, frantically trying to open Foxy's locked muzzle, screaming at him to let go. That's when foxy pushed the girl, throwing his head up and ripping the boy's frontal lobe out. Blood covered his muzzle and the bit of brain remained clamped in his jaws. The boy lay on the ground, from what I saw, he was dead.. the girl lay a bit away, she looked so frightened, getting to her feet, she took off towards the door way, running into it and managing to get out before she stumbled. She began to cry out in fear, sobbing as she tried to get up and failed.

I swooped in quickly, picking up the girl in my arms, quickly getting her out of the room. Paramedics had already arrived, and I placed her down on the stage. Her eyes open, chest heavily rising and dropping, blood on her face. I swiped some hair away from her eyes, she didn't look at me. "Hey, it's gonna be okay", was the only thing I said before people rushed over to her. I stepped away from the crowd, sending a remorseful glance to Freddy, disappointed in the actions tooken place here today...

I looked down at my guitar as a heavy feeling settled in my chest, I smiled a bit. "She's okay now..."