(FNAF) Things Are Never What They Seem (9)

Bunny

3:17 AM

I sat straight up in bed, wide awake. Something was wrong. I could feel it. I got out of bed, put my shoes on, grabbed the car keys and was out the door in a heart beat. The wonderful was chilly on my bare legs, I hadn't thought to put pants on over my boxer shorts. I get in the car, started it, and pulled out of the drive way before I even shut the car door.

'If I break every speed limit, and break the rules of the road, I'll get there in fifteen minutes,' I thought as I pulled into the highway. Which was thankfully empty save for a few cars. Gunning my old little volts wagon beetle, street light became a blur outside my windows. Suddenly a very large semi truck pulls out in front of me. The bottom of its hull was far enough off the ground for a pickup truck to fit underneath it. I hold my breath and force the car to go faster. The beetle slid effortlessly underneath the semi truck. I mentally did a victory dance, for those years of play GTA finally paid off.

I pull into the pizzerias parking lot and jump out of the car. As I came through the glass doors, that were unlocked for some ungodly reason, the sight I saw was one I couldn't un-see. Mike was sprawled out on a table, three animatronics around him. Chica had a hold of Mike's legs and was about to push them into the suit that Bonnie was holding. Freddy had the head of the suit in his hands.

"Guys stop! That's Mike! He's not an endoskeleton!" I yell out.

The three animatronics heads turn towards me, all their eyes gone save for a pinprick of white in the center. These weren't the animatronics... Something else had taken over and whatever this something else was, it was a blood thirsty killer. Bonnie advanced towards me, making me back up to the doors. I try to open them, but they wouldn't budge. 'Oh, great, now they're locked.'

Bonnie stops in front of me and reaches for my shoulders. But his movements were jerky, and twitchy. As if the actually Bonnie was fight for control. His eyes flickered to normal and he stared at me with such an intensity it felt like he was staring into my soul. He said one word befor his eyes changed back to the pinpricks of light.

"Run."

And I did just that.

I duck under his arms and run in the direction of the backstage door. The door was open and I dash inside without a second thought. I crawl underneath the table that was in the middle of the room. To my advantage, there was a broken endoskeleton arm next to me. In my eyes, this broken robotic piece was a weapon. I gripped the robotic arm and wait. Sure enough, the heavy footsteps grow closer and closer. Moments later, Freddy Fazbear himself walks into the room.

"Come out, come out where ever you are little Bunny," Freddy says. Only it sounded a lot more human than his normal animatronic voice.

Freddy turned his back to the table I was under and I crawl out, standing a foot behind him. As he searched the room, I drew up the arm like a baseball bat. Silently counting in my head, I swung on three. When the arm connected with Freddy's head, it made a satisfying CRUNCH sound. This disabled Freddy for the time being and I hit the little red button on the back of his neck. Satisfied with my work, I walk out of the room with a cocky smile.

"So, who's next?"

Foxy then lunged out of nowhere. And damn that fox was fast, but I was much faster. I duck, his hook barely grazing the top of my head, and he smacks against the wall behind me. While he was struggling to get up, I reach down and hit his red button. Foxy collapses, sprawled out and looking very much like an animatronic starfish. When I turn to look at the other animatronics, who seemed to be fighting themselves for control, blood seeps through my hair and runs down my face a little.

This was proving to be rather easy. I was actually kinda shocked. Bonnie and Chica didn't put up a fight. I just came up behind them and hit the button. The both collapse and I walk over to Mike. He was out cold but he was still breathing. I sigh in relief. I sat down in a chair next to him and hold his hand, wishing for him to wake up.

Time passed. Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours. I don't know what time it was when Mike woke up, but I was overwhelmed with joy when I felt him squeeze my hand. I look at him and he offers me a small smile. I couldn't help myself, I lean over and give him the biggest kiss I could. When I pulled away, Mike's smile grew bigger and brighter.

"What was that for?" he asks.

I chuckle. "For being alive silly," I say.

Mike laughs, then starts to cough. He started to sit up and I helped him. When Mike had a full view of me, he smirked.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"Nothing, just glad that the KoolAid man saved me," Mike says, laughing some more.

I glance down and suddenly because self-consious about my blue plaid boxer shorts and green KoolAid man shirt. I could feel my face heating up. Mike takes another look at me and stands up in front of me, cupping my cheek in his hand.

"You're bleeding," the sudden seriousness in his voice startles me slightly.

"Oh, uh yeah... I had a but of a brush up with Foxy. It's nothing bad," I say, trying to brush it off. But in reality I felt really light headed, and my vision was going out of focus. I try to take a step, but I stumble. Mike catches me before I fall face first to the floor.

"Yeah, 'it's nothing bad'. Bunny, you can't lie worth shit. Now come on, lemme drive you to the hospital," Mike says as he leads me to his car.

I cross my arms and pout. "Fine. But I won't be happy about it."