Title: FN@F - Bonnie's Best Friend - Chapter 4 Author: Skeptic_Writefag Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/6J2QSUgC First Edit: Wednesday 20th of August 2014 07:31:33 PM CDT Last Edit: Wednesday 20th of August 2014 07:31:33 PM CDT [Part 4] >A frantic scan of each camera finally yields grainy footage of a silhouette of a humanoid shape >CAM 7. >Releasing the door controls, you hear a faint chirping coming from your watch. >12 AM. >You look back at your cameras, but only catch a glimpse of the shadow again before the feed is cut and distorts again. >Oh no. >No no no no no, FUCK.   >You leap out of your chair in frustration, causing it to clatter noisily against the hard floor. >There isn’t time for this. >You need to get that idiot and bring him in here. >There’s no way he’ll survive. >Amidst your thoughts of someone being ganked all sides by the furry killers, the camera feed gives a low hiss as it returns online. >Your eyes are glued to the screen, switching camera to camera until you spot the thief on CAM 1B. >You could get there in 2 minutes if you ran, maybe even scare him in less time by screaming to get out. >No, that would alert Foxy who is on the way. >Neither of you would be able to outrun, Speed Yiffer. >Running out of options.   >Taking a closer look on the tablet, whilst approaching the door, you notice something odd. >The guy is short. >Really short. >He’s practically kid sized >….. >What if he is one? A kid. >Judging by the shape of his head, you realize it’s actually the one you knew. >Oh shit it is! >He’s here to see Bonnie!   >Throwing aside any semblance of sanity, you stand the chair up and carry it with you down the hall. >Making your way through the door, one sturdy [and heavy] chair in hand, a tablet stuck on one camera in the other. >Kid doesn’t seem to be moving too quickly, thankfully. >Must be spooked, even with eyes this accustomed to the dark. >The camera feed cuts again, but only momentarily. >Kid is still there, and you’ve made it to CAM 1C, or Pirate Cove. >You lower the chair down slowly and lean it against the door knob hoping it’ll at least buy you a second or two of time incase shit goes sour. >Creeping down the hall with a free hand, you look back at the feed on your tablet, switching between channels 1A and >The kid is gone. >He must have found his way toward 1A. >You increase your pace, but maintain some high discipline in keeping your steps quiet. >Your worn out shoes, are finally good for something after all.   >Passing the room with the tables with part hats, you make your way to the Stage and arrive at the curtains. >They’re slightly parted. >This is it. >No turning back now. >Without thinking you make your way up to it, heart pounding in your chest, vision blurring from sweat. >With a jump up to the stage, you quickly part the curtains   >2 pairs of eyes stare at you >You’d be terrified, really you would, but that wasn’t on your mind now >What WAS on your mind was the same question played on repeat at a rate of 10 reptitions a second. >” Why is only Freddy and Chica on stage? Why is only Freddy and Chica on stage? Why is only Freddy and Chica on stage? Why is only Freddy and Chica on stage? Why is only Freddy and Chica on stage?”   >Eyes locked on each other, you snap out of it, the situation donning on you, the futility of getting out becoming seemingly miles away. >You backpedal. >Slowly. >Step after step, their heads unmoving and eyes piercing your soul. >You’re out, eyes still on them. >You close the curtain and take a fraction of a second to haul ass back, switching to CAM 1B, 7, and 5, all the while trying to keep your sphincter from releasing as the sound of machinery whirring to life erupts behind you. >The moment you hit the hallway you freeze, heart thumping and adrenaline coursing through your veins. “Where where where where… AH HA!” >CAM5. >Backstage. >Backstage with all the extra suits.. >PANIC.png   >You’re about to burn rubber when you hear a crash and splintering of wood emanate further down. >A quick scan of the cameras again reveals that Bonnie and the kid are still.. talking? >You’d question it further, but your finger slips at just the right time to see a familiar face bust the chair ‘barricade’ you set up. “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!” >ohgodplsno >You watch as it sprints down the hall to your office as you silently thank god you aren’t there. >Now you’ve got to watch your step though. >it’s the 6th day, and all 4 are loose, and 1 has a hostage. >You creep as quickly as you could, making it back to the Dining Area in one piece and reach for the door with Bonnie on the other side when you start to hear something >Not the clanking at the other end of the room, passing the door, but you hear something else..   >Is that.. talking? >It’s the kid! >and Bonnie according to your tablet.   “… and so I made that picture because.. um.. I just really like you, an-and I thought maybe you would like to be my friend?”   >A short silence follows giving you a second to hear more shrieking down the halls and a hearty laugh. >You’re stuck in here. >They’ve got you outnumbered and are patrolling the halls.   “OH MY, LITTLE B-B-BOY, OF COURSE I’LL BE-BE-BE-BE YOUR FRIEND!! I’M SO HAPPY- SO HAPPY- *hiss* THAT YOU CAME TO SEE ME SO LATE!”   >Bonnie’s voice was glitching out quite a bit, but the kid didn’t seem to mind it. >The constant use and low maintenance had not been kind to the aged circuitry. >Your eyes were glued to the screen, listening intently and waiting for an opportune moment to get him out of there, but the more you listened the less worried you became for the child’s safety. “Oh it was nothing.. I just had to sneak out without my mom hearing. It was hard, but that’s okay, I’m so happy I get to see you again! I don’t ever want to leave!”   >Poor kid.. You could see where he was coming from. Probably bullied at school, family too busy with work to take care of him.. Who knows, but through a kid’s perspective, it’s hard to understand that they do it for him.   “DON’T WORRY, LITTLE BOY. BONNIE THE BUNNY IS HERE F-F-FOR YOU. WE CAN BE FRIENDS FOREVER- *kchkkhh* FOREVER- *kchhkkhh* FOREVER-”   >Her gears whined in protest as she hunched down to hug the boy at his height. >The feed from the tablet was awful, but you’re fairly certain you could see tears stream from the boy’s eyes.   “I love you B-Bonnie!”   >Your heart was relieved, and your let out a low sigh. >You don’t know how you’d explain Bonnie’s behavior, but you were glad for it.   “HUA HUA HUA HUA HUAAAAA” >Shit, the door. >From the sound of it.. It’s Freddy. >You hunker down and grab the nearby table cloth down to cover you as best you can. >That’s when you hear the door open and slide shut with an audible *click*.   >He’s here. >You’re not ready..   >You keep quiet and turn down the sound a little on the tablet, tracking Freddy as he patrols the outer walls. >It’s only 2 bars of volume but you can hear enough without alerting the big guy. >Your gaze stays on Freddy when you hear something that wrenches your guts into a knot.   “YOU DON’T EVER HAVE TO LEAVE, LITTLE BOY. YOU CAN STAY WITH BONNIE FOREVER. I’LL ALWAYS BE HERE WITH YOU-YOU-YOU-ME-YOU”   “D-do you mean it?”   “ABSOLUTELY!”   >You look back at the screen, wondering what she means by that >Just in time to see her grip the little boys arm and take a chunk out of his head with a sickly crunch >He screams through the feed, but you can’t hear him over your own shrieks of horror as she continuously rips part after part of him apart.