Recovery: A prologue to Fazbear & Co

Chapter 5

A/N: Slightly shorter chapter this time, but don't worry; the next'll be coming soon along with both pictures!

Stars in the vast blanket of sky above Bonnie's residence shone and twinkled, as if they were trying to get the occupant's attention. Despite their best efforts, her mind was musing over something else.

Freddy.

Thoughts of him clouded her perception and distracted her from the outside; even from the shrieks and bellows of passers-by. Why, she questioned, did she refuse to let him go? She found it slightly annoying, but overriding that was a twinge of curiosity and intrigue. What was it like for Freddy, she wondered, to live in the heart of a Texan town with the bustle of animals all around him? Did he ever get sick of the commotion and liveliness? The questions made her head spin. For someone who lived in a somewhat secluded area, nestled in an old oak tree, these sorts of things were puzzling to her. Trying to get her mind off of it, Bonnie sat back and leant against the tree branch, crossing her arms over her chest. The stars continued to blaze wildly above her, glinting in a navy sky. They were only visible through the holes in the leafy canopy, and she gazed up at them until they lulled her to sleep.

Rays of sunlight shone down from the blue when her food provider arrived. Bonnie crawled from the tree, still slightly apprehensive of him even though he proved not to be a threat. As she got closer, a cheerful smile formed on his beige muzzle.
"Hi," he greeted. "How are you today?"
Bonnie didn't really feel like being too angry, and instead responded with a grumble. "I'm fine."

Freddy neared the oak and deposited his rucksack on a root. The rabbit trundled over to it and, just as she had the previous morning, unpacked it and laid out the food on the grass before her. Whilst she was craning her neck to examine the food, her large ears failed to pick up a shout. She didn't even notice Freddy, who was frantically waving his arms in an attempt to attract her attention. He's probably just trying to be funny, Bonnie decided.

Footsteps thrummed closer.
As if they had never even graced the grass, the foods were gone from her sight. Sharply reacting to the sudden disturbance, she swerved her head around. A brown blur raced by her line of sight, quickly pursuing a group of three. Instantly, Bonnie felt her body tremble with rage. The trio had made off with her meal! Her muscles responded and soon she too was pelting after them.

Concrete forms zipped by in a mere blink; her eyes were locked on the thieves. Everything seemed to be in dizzying motion. Freddy was only a few meters in front... she felt her agile legs work faster. She had to get in front of him! It was her food, not his. The purple rabbit knew that it was her current priority; she simply had to retrieve the food for herself!
With each sprint she gained on him and the trio up ahead. Bonnie strained to push harder and harder, strained herself to move swifter and swifter.
At last.
Freddy's blue garments flashed by and the rabbit gained a feeling of triumph. The pilfering group were in her reach now, and –

Rough, sharp concrete hit her feet and Bonnie startled, skidding. Her eyes were jerking everywhere at once and it was impossible to register what was going on. When she finally did, however, a heavy wave of shock engulfed her.
She was on the road.
The rabbit thrashed her head from side to side, trying to locate oncoming traffic. There shouldn't be any; it wasn't a motorway after all...
Though something –perhaps it was primal instinct- told her to keep on running. Bonnie's paws were about to answer when she picked up a shout.
"Bonnie! No!"

She turned to face the road stretch on her right.
A black truck was rumbling towards her, its headlights like glaring predatory eyes as they flooded her thin body form.