Chapter 8: Heart of Glass

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A few months has passed after the whole ordeal with Toy Chica  and Freddy, and for a while it seemed like everything was going okay in the pizzeria, at least for a little while... I was sitting on the stage, tuning my guitar when I heard Foxy's voice come from the parts and service room.

"What do you mean, You are out of hydro 6? I need it for my joints!" He barked

I carefully placed my guitar down and walked over to the parts and service room where I saw Foxy talking to the service man Rye.

"Sorry man we are all out... I fear that someone may have taken them in order to make something more... powerful" Rye said looking down at the empty table

"More powerful? Motherfucker I'm the most powerful thing to come out of Fazbear entertainment" foxy scoffed

I watched and Foxy crossed his arms and growled at Rye. That's when I decided to step in before foxy lost his shit.

"Hun, I have some hydro 6's in my workshop" I said, walking into the parts and service room

"Don't worry about it, it's fucking fine!" Foxy barked

"Hun, no really I have some hydro 6's in my workshop, they are exactly what you need, just let me go get them" I offered with a smile on my face

Foxy glared at me

"Bon when I say something is fine... it means it's fucking fine!" He roared

I took a few steps back

"What's the matter with you?" I asked

I didn't receive an answer instead Foxy pushed passed me and walked out into the dinning room.

"What the fuck is his issue?" I asked Rye

Rye just shrugged

I walked out onto the porch, the sunlight hit my skin light a flashlight. I took a deep breath in a sighed. Just then I felt someone's hand slip in between my arms and around my wrist

"Foxy what is going on with you?" Toy Bonnie asked

I looked into her green eyes before responding, my heart began to race seeing her face of worry.

"It's nothing I swear, I'm just dealing with a lot right now" I huffed

Toy Bonnie looked at me and rested her head on my arm stroking my hand as she looked up at me with pleading eyes, eyes saying "please tell me more".

"Listen... I have been offered a new position in an entertainment company in another country and... well since I don't really have a boss anymore I'm thinking about taking it" I said slowly

"What are you talking about... Toy Freddy is your boss!" She exclaimed

"No he isn't... I never signed a godamn thing which said that he was" I growled

"Well still... what about me... what about Bonnie and Chica?" She asked me looking more and more worried as I spoke

"Bonnie and Chica have gone to LA and New York to do more entertaining things" I explained "they aren't coming back and to be honest the more I think about it the more I feel that I won't either"

Toy Bonnie looked up at me like I took her heart and smashed it.

"What about me?" She asked softly

"Well it depends Bon... you can come with me or you can stay here the choice is yours my dear" I sighed

"If I come with you... you will still love me?" She asked... her voice becoming more and more quiet as she spoke

"What kind of question is that of course I will still love you" I stated wrapping my arm around her soft blue fur

"Well... I just figured if you are going somewhere new that you might meet new people and in turn meet a new lover" she whispered

"Bon don't be ridiculous, I didn't kill Freddy just for me to drop you like you are nothing" I pointed out

"I know... I guess I dunno this is scary for me... and I guess I don't want to loose you but I also don't wanna loose my friends... and oh god... foxy!" Bon cried

For a moment I thought she was gonna break down but that moment was quickly passed as she composed herself and made her way back inside, giving me a kiss on the cheek as she passed. And once again I was left standing on the porch alone. I grabbed a pack of cigarettes and took one out placing it in my mouth and grabbing my lighter, once I lit the cigarette I proceeded to take a seat on the porch lounge, and stared up at the stars, thinking of my next move.

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