March 23, 2016

It was Sunday morning, which meant I had a whole day with my best friends. During the week days, they were occupied with making kids happy so they didn't have a lot of time to themselves, but I was happy to spend time with them with what I had.

"BONNIE I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" I shouted loudly so that he could hear me. Where was that bony butt face?

Sensing that he could see me, I devised an evil plan. If he wanted to play a game, he'll get one. "B-bonnie... I-i-i'm scared," I sniffled, forcing your eyes to water. "T-here's this guy I r-really like at school and..." My voice cracked. "... a-and t-that mascara t-that you too-ok from me.... I... I just wanted to look pretty... for once." I finished, throwing my arms in front of my face to look like I was in distress.

A figure slowly lifted itself out of the shadows. I noticed it's tall longing ears. Guilty, magenta eyes softened as he walked towards me, holding his thick, metal arms out to give me a hug. I could tell that he was sorry and that was good enough for me.

Into his trudge, he changed into his human self. He had long, dark purple hair that covered his neck and face, and he had the eyes of magenta, pink orbs that always looked for trouble. And his outfit contained of a few parts. He had a light purple button up with a black vest to cover it. He wore plain black pants with a white, waisted apron and a red bow tie with a cute little puple bunny pin on the side to finish off the look. The only think not human about him was his long, magestic, puple ears that hovered over his head.

All of the animatronics had human sides to them. They used them to make you feel comfortable, and also because the human body was easier to work with and they could do so much more.

"Lily, look, I didn't mean to...." His voice trailed. "Hey, you know, you don't need eye darkeners to make you pretty, you're already so beautiful Lily." His serious tone caught me off guard. This was one of the few times that I've seen him sorrowful and un-playful like. His apologies were usually sarcastic or hidden in a smile. He normally enjoyed laughing at people. "I'm sorry, I didn't know this meant so much to you," He said sympathetically, holding out his hand to reveal my expensive eye-pumping mascara. Man, I loved that thing.

This torment kind of served Bonnie right for taking one of my prized posesions, although I did feel a little guilty making him all sappy for no reason. Oh, well, this was priceless. I couldn't believe he could even act this way. I mean I know he can, I've seen it before, but over stupid boy troubles?

I didn't know I was such a good actress. Do you think I could get an Oscar or would that be a little too far fetched?

I silently reached for my baby and hid it into your pocket with no emotion.

"I'm sure he'll love you. If you just be you I mean. I, uh, you're perfect y/n, and he's--" I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.

"Ahahahaha! Me? Like a boy? Are you crazy Bonnie?" I was uncontrollably laughing, holding my stomach in pain. Could laughing kill you? I mean it did make you breathless and churn your stomach over into rumbles. It's possible right?

I decided I probably wasn't going to get that Oscar.

His expression shifted from confusion to blank to just being plain annoyed. It was almost angry. "I hate you."

He obviously didn't like to be the one laughed at, but in my defence he's the one who stole my mascara from my hands when I waked into the restaurant today. Plus, he did believe me when you said that I, Lily Forrester liked somebody. Never in a million years would I like someone... unless it was fictional. *wink ;)*

"Sorry?" I smiled sheepishly, hoping he would forgive me.

"I hate you." He repeated, giving you a cold glare. His eyes twitched and he crossed his arms to throw on his sass. That little jerk.

"Hey! You're the one who stole my stuff. You know I'm possesive!" I frowned. "Plus, you ran away from me and cried when I said I liked someone. AT MY SCHOOL! You know how much I think all the guys there are brain-dead idiots." I huffed, still frowning.

He growled beneath his clenched teeth. "I. DID NOT. CRY. And I'm sorry for trying to be a good friend. Maybe I should have laughed at you and told you you had no chance. I could've just said you reminded me of a moldy banana that looks like a witch's wart!" He cried out. See what I mean? Sarcastic apology.

I looked away, knowing he was right. It was still pretty funny though. "Yea, well you look like... fudgecakes." I tried... and failed.

He looked at me strangely, before cracking a smile. "Fudgecakes look like poop." There's the old Bonnie I love.

"So, are we good now because I'm starving. Do you guys have any leftover pizza?" I cheeked, before strolling to the kitchen.

We usually fought like this; it was a mutual altercation. We could never be mad at each other for too long.

I could feel him roll his eyes as I walked past him. "Really, that's the first thing you want here? You don't even want to hang out with your best friend?" I turned around to face a cheeky smile and I boredly gave him a glare, as I continued walking my way to the kitchen. That little tramp thinks he's more important than food.

"You always were the fat one.." He muttered quietly, but loud enough for me to hear it. I smacked him to the ground, stepping on his chest so he couldn't get up. "What did you say?" I demanded.

He chuckled, smiling. "You always were the fast one." He repeated slyly. However, I was smarter then that and kicked him in the face, leaving him to suffer alone on the floor while you went to grab some cold pizza. "Love ya Bonnie!" He groaned in response.

It wasn't hard to coordinate the kitchen, the hard part was finding the extra meat pizza with pinapples-- my favorite. I looked through the boxes to find pepperoni, cheese, and strangely vegetable pizza, but no extra meat pinapple. You sighed, taking a box of the pepperoni (it did have meat on it at least) and grabbed a couple slices for myself. The thing was, this was all the forgotten pizza nobody wanted and would be thrown away Monday morning when the workers came in, so it didn't matter that I would be stealing they're wasted pizza.

Bonnie made his way, halfway through my third pizza, and sat next to me. He grabbed a slice of the cheese pizza and began chomping. I raised a brow, smirking.

"What, I was hungry." He shrugged, taking another piece of pizza. (He almost ate as fast as me. Gotta step up my game)

I rolled your eyes. "So where's the others?"

"Freddy's probably mauling Chica's face."

I gasped, slapping his shoulder playfully, exerting your disconsert. "Where's Foxy?" I didn't really talk to Foxy that much. He was normally just by himself.

He looked at me strangely as if it was weird you didn't know. "Probably where he always is. Why?"

"I don't know, just asking."

That was the end of that conversation so you pulled into a different subject. "We should all play truth or dare!" I announced exitedly, standing up in excitement while clapping your hands.

He grinned. "A game?"

I nodded happily. "I've been waiting to show you guys forever! Go gather the others so we can play!" I said zooming out to help find the others.

When I found Freddy, he was shaky to agree. He planned everything approximately, so it was hard telling him that if he chose dare, he would have to do what the other wanted. At first he thought it was stupid and I knew then that he wouldn't agree. He thought everything out carefully, so it was almost unheard of him taking back on his choices. But then he asked me if he could ask anyone for anything. When I said yes, he took a moment to contemplate everything and then finally agreed. The whole time he was staring at me carefully and to be fully honest, it was pretty creepy. You could never know what Freddy was truly thinking.

Next I skipped over to find Chica. That lazy bunny was probably going to make me do this all myself. The good thing though, was that Chica and Freddy were definitely not eating each other's faces like Bonnie had suggested. Such a tease he was.

When I got the three together, I stessfully strolled to Pirate's Cove. The Out of Order sign sent me chills, wondering why the thing was still there. His jaw could of been easily fixed, I don't understand why everybody won't tell me what happened.

I studied the starred print curtain, still pondering if I should ask him. Foxy got a little vicious when people bothered him sometimes, but I thought it would be least fair if I invited him.

"H-Hey Foxy," I waited for a response. None. "Um, the others and I are about to play a game. Wanna play?" Nothing. "Um.. it's really fun?" I tried. No answer. "Heh, um, well even Freddy's playing! You know how he doesn't like to play games!" I continued. "Especially with Bonnie." I muttered.

No laugh, response or even the sound of moving was heard. It was dead silent.

"Um, well, okay, maybe next time." I looked back at the curtain, and then went to go catch up with the others. I shouldn't have been disappointed that Foxy didn't want to come. He never left his cove.

"Hey, Freddy? Do you think we could get Goldie--I mean Golden Freddy to play with us?" Golden Freddy was heard to hate people--real people. Especially kids. Bonnie says he didn't use to but then something happened and he was put away in storage to where only Freddy knew.

It was a risk for me to ask, I guess the question just spilled out. Goldie--er--Golden Freddy was a tough subject on them all, but mostly Freddy. You could say they were like brothers. Or at least that's what I imagine them like.

Freddy's face showed no emotion. Chica looked away sadly and Bonnie panicked. "No." Freddy spoke. "Let's begin." I winced at his coldness and decided not to pry any farther. I nodded guiltily.

I explained the rules warily and I started, having Chica go first.

"Chica," I pointed. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare?" Poor Chica didn't understand that it was better to pick truth. Well, for her anyway. You wouldn't want your girl to get taken advantage by anyone (And by that, you mean Bonnie). She was so innocent and cute and adorable and loving.

"I dare you to pretend like you're an actual chicken." I decided to go easy on her. She was a delicate creature, besides it was only her first time playing.

"A-a chicken?" She posed.

I smiled. "You'll be fine."

She nodded, still acting worried, but put her arms out like wings and began flapping them. "Ba-bawk," I smiled, letting her know she was doing okay.

"Boring," Bonnie called out. I glared at him and yanked at his purple ears and looked back at Chica apologeticly for Bonnie's behavior.

Chica's hair was styled perfectly, and of course, was yellow. A section of her hair was parted off into a sweet little ponytail. She had two pinned clips on each side, both with red little dots.

Her eyes were purple orbs of wonder, hope, sweetness, and love. One look in her eyes, and you could see the innocent little child in them. She was so cute and just wanted to have a fun time.

Her outfit was a little more complex to explain however. She had a yellow dress that had a white path near the bottom of the skirt. There was a white ruffled piece of fabric beneath the main attire.

Next, was a white, full apron that had more ruffles on the bottom and on the arms. It read "LET'S EAT!!!" in big capital, yellow letters. The design also had two purple buttons in the chest area which kept the upper part of the apron together. The apron was tied off in the back with a big white bow.

The top part of the dress, which was mostly covered by the apron, was a light mellow yellow, unlike the orangey color that the skirt part had. The sleeves, were puffy and had an orange ribbon to hold it together on her arms. The collar of the shirt was the same orange and instead of a tie, she had a dark orange ribbon that was positioned into a bow. And like Bonnie, she had a tiny little pin, but hers was of a lititle yellow chicken head.

From Chica's knee boots, they were very much like a chicken's leg. Yellow tousled the top and orange showed for the rest with lines sectioning little ridges. At the toe, was a darker shade of orange.

"Chica," I said, finished looking at her features. "It's your turn now. Pick whoever you like." I smiled sweetly, hoping she ignored Bonnie's rude behavior.

She looked down and frowned, I guess sad because of Bonnie, and glanced at Freddy. "I dare you to--"

Bonnie cut her off. "You have to ask truth or dare first."

Her pale face screamed like she was nervous. I felt sorry for her. That dumb bunny. "R-right... truth or dare Freddy?"

Freddy smiled softly, his eyes opening to Chica. It was like he was telling Chica that everything would be fine and that she didn't have to worry so much. He was... comforting her? Wierd. "Dare,"

"I dare you to do something to the person you like." She cheered.

Freddy pulled up to Chica's face, still smiling softly, and wispered "Okay," in her ear. We were all watching, not taking our eyes off the show. Bonnie looked like he was about to grab the popcorn.

Freddy pulled in and kissed Chica on the cheek. She stood frozen with wide eyes, a blush violently taking a toll on her face.

"F-freddy.... I.... I didn't mean like as a friend....I meant someone that you like-like." She stuttered, obviously not getting the idea. Bonnie groaned, shaking his head, and Freddy just sat there smiling. "I know."

I pursed my lips tightly, trying not to yell out that he liked her. (I knew it!)

Sadly, Chica was still confused.

Freddy directed his attention to me smirking evily. Oh no. I squirmed in my seat as his stare looked into me, as if he was trying to eat my inner soul. I looked everywhere but him, pretending like he wasn't probably planning your death.

"Lily," He commanded. "Look at me," I didn't move. "Lily," He called like a cat. I could tell that he was amused. "Truth or dare?"

I was interupted by a loud crunch. Bonnie coolly took a handful of popcorn into his mouth. Where on earth did he get that and when?

Shrugging it off, I swallowed, praying to the gods he wouldn't kill me. "Dare." I declared, looking him dead in the eyes. (I am not a scared-y-cat, I always pick dare, and I always take the challenge.)

For a second, I thought I saw a blink of Freddy's eyes darken and turn red. "I dare you," Every word was slow and antagonizing. He wanted to keep me waiting for as long as possible. "Lily Forrester," I could feel my heart beating, pumping faster and faster. "to-"
I felt everyone's stares from behind. (Hurry, and spit it out already!)

"--cut off Freddy's head for taking so long." Bonnie intervened.

Freddy narrowed his eyes to Bonnie's obnoxious remark but I pursed my lips to keep from laughing.

They have this strange feud which I just think is hilarious.

"I dare you to become a night guard and survive five nights."

Well, fudgecakes.

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Sorry if it's not as good as you were expecting. Still I hoped you liked that.

Comment and vote if you want to see more, luv ya. 😄

And please tell me if there are any errors because I know there is.

P.S all of the physical characteristics of the animatronics are all based on Pole_Bear's interpretation of the animatronics in human form.