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Freddy and Bonnie ate their pizza quietly, not speaking. They stood on opposite sides of the kitchen across from each other, both leaning against the walls/sinks. Freddy had given his pizza to Bonnie, aside from one slice, knowing he needed it to keep going. They were given each their own pizza due to their fuel tanks, but nothing more. Other than food, they fed off of electricity and power.
Staring at his single slice of pizza, Freddy's eyes were glazed over. Raising it to his mouth, he stopped and sighed, throwing it into his empty box. "I'm not hungry."
Looking at Freddy worriedly, Bonnie lowered his own pizza. He pushed himself away from the wall carefully, walking over to the bear. Sitting down, he pulled both boxes closer, looking up at him. "Please, Fred? You gotta keep your energy up!"
Grinding his teeth, Freddy shrugged and sat next to Bonnie, looking down. "Alright..."
Taking one of his slices of pizza, Bonnie handed it to Freddy, grabbing another one for himself. Freddy just stared at the food.
Bonnie patted Freddy's shoulder, getting his attention. He pretended to eat for a few seconds, staring at him. "See? Like that."
Laughing a little, he shoved Bonnie lightly in a joking manner. Taking a small bite of his own pizza, he winced a bit. "B-Bon, I don't like this. It feels like my fuel tank is burning up, and I can feel it gurgling. It won't stop, and I just can't eat."
"I know, mine too." The rabbit admitted quietly, looking away. "It hurts, but I'm trying."
Both of them fell silent for a while, knowing they couldn't eat any more. Taking the slices that hadn't been eaten yet, he smiled down at Freddy, starting to walk. "Let's take these to Gold! I know he's probably hungry!"
"Ah, great idea!" Freddy perked up at the situation, standing up. Noticing that he was struggling with the cardboard, he grabbed both pizza boxes from Bonnie, walking towards the stage. Bonnie followed him now, grinning.
Golden coughed, rubbing his head with his working arm. He felt the dents and welts. He flinched and let out a few pained "ah's" in reaction. He hissed. His face was twisted up in a pained expression. None of the humans who had passed by even seemed to care, or take time to notice. Should he say something? One of the biggest rules wasn't to talk to the humans with their "real" voice, only their pre-recorded voices, to prevent the adults from freaking out. Stupid rule.
Hearing the footsteps of the other two animatronics, he straightened up immediately. Clearing his face of any pain, he watched them walk in. He couldn't hide the smile that came across his face. Just seeing them could cheer up his day instantly.
"Hey, 'lil guys! How 'ya doin'?" Both of them smiled at him. Freddy stepped in front of him, exposing the pizzas. Golden blinked, looking at them in confusion. "What's this?"
"We saved you some pizza! It was Bonnie's idea; we weren't very hungry." Freddy stated, smiling.
Bonnie nodded wildly, pointing at himself. "Yeah, I thought of it. Freddy just carried them."
Eyes widening, he stared at Freddy's face, then over to Bonnie. reaching out with his good arm to hug them both, he smiled more, patting their backs. "O-oh, you two...I-I dunno what to say...thank 'ya..."
"C'mon, Gold! It was nothing! Don't thank us."
Opening the top box, Bonnie quickly grabbed a slice from it. Handing it to Golden's working arm, he made sure the bear had a good grip before letting go.
The eldest smiled in gratitude at them both, feeling more than privileged to have them as family. Taking a bite, he made his gentle, whirring purr-like noise. "G-gosh, thank 'ya both. I was practically starvin'."
Freddy and Bonnie stood next to Golden, both of them taking their positions on the stage. They relaxed, helping their older brother whenever they had to. Golden wolfed down three slices in no time, slowing on the fourth. It felt much better to have some fuel in him.
After he finished the pizza, he relaxed. Freddy quickly disposed of the boxes in a nearby trash can, and Bonnie helped wash Golden's face of any grease to prevent rust. They attempted to get the attention of the humans all day, but it didn't work.
When dusk began to set in on the family restaurant, all of the humans finally left after their shifts were up, locking up and shutting down everything like normal.
Then he came back.
After Golden's arm stopped working, the other arm stopped working the night soon after. His legs, head and shoulders were the only working things left by the third night, and the other two animatronics soon found out that his torso was hollowed out later when he began refusing food and fuel. His spine was still in tact, allowing him to walk around [albeit he moved with a lot of struggle].
Freddy and Bonnie were becoming more alarmed by the hour of the third night, when Golden began shutting down for no reason before booting back up after several minutes of silence. He tried to convince the younger males that he was fine, but the words slowly began to mean less and less to them. They were on the brink of panic.
Despite everything that was happening, despite their fears, despite the fact that they felt their throats locking up every time they looked at him, Freddy and Bonnie did their best to take care of him. They would wash him up when he'd start to gather dust, and Bonnie found a way to wire him up to still give him enough power to keep going.
It was nearly time for the restaurant to re-open. They were sure the mechanics would be by finally to fix him. They had convinced themselves that the new man was simply removing Golden's old parts and was going to replace them. They were sure of it.
Then the fourth night came, and the night guard returned yet again.
Bonnie was asleep. Freddy's eyes glowed in the darkness, looking from Golden back to the camera. Although it was early, it was quite dark out due to the winter weather. He felt this throat lock up again. The odd ticking in his own chest messed up, making him wince in pain. He was feeling something he had never felt before, and he was terrified. He had never felt true terror before. He knew then and there he had to protect his brother, he just had to. He couldn't lose him.
"Freddy." He heard Golden's voice from his side, and immediately looked over. Golden hadn't been speaking much, but when he did, Freddy made sure to savor every single word he said. The voice in the back of his mind told him he couldn't forget them, not ever.
Freddy got up quickly and walked over to him, standing in a rest position next to him. He didn't need to ask anything. He didn't need to start a conversation. He was listening harder than ever, something telling him this could possibly be the last conversation they would have. He didn't know why.
Golden's once-bright red eyes rested on Freddy's blue ones. They were strained and dulled from pain, and he seemed to have trouble focusing on his brother. He blinked a few times to focus, and an odd, clear oily substance welled in the corners of his eyes. Freddy had never seen anything like it before.
"Freddy..." He started, speaking quietly. He coughed. "I-I might not be around here much longer," He whispered, looking over to Bonnie. "I j-just want 'ya t-to know that whate'r h-happens, I love 'ya both. I'll a-always be proud of 'ya..." Coughing a bit, he turned his head away from Freddy. His head and shoulders were the only parts of his body he could move, now. Everything else was either disconnected, cut off or broken.
Freddy stared. How was he supposed to react? Blinking dumbly, he simply scooted closer and rested his head on Golden's shoulder. He closed his eyes. He held onto Golden's arm carefully, despite the fact he couldn't respond. He hid his face in his neck, ears flattening to his head.
"G-Golden, p-please...y-you'll be oka-"
"Freddy." He said sternly, looking down at him. Freddy looked up at his face slowly, whimpering lightly. "I won't be okay. Y-you need to face the facts."
Freddy fell silent. Golden closed his eyes, letting out a ragged sigh. His voice box wasn't working too well, which resulted in his voice coming out statistic and slightly warped sounding.
"I'm s-sorry I wasn't able to teach 'ya how t-to teach 'ya how to get over 'yer s-stage fright." Golden spoke weaker now, his eyes still closed. Freddy laughed dryly, humorously.
"Who cares about my stage fright? There's more important things to be worrying about."
There was more silence. Freddy looked down at his own body, feeling his chest and throat lock up again. Looking over at Golden, he pulled him closer, still hiding his face in him. "G-Golden, the gears in my chest h-hurt, and my throat keeps locking up...what is it?"
Closing his eyes shut a bit harder when a new wave of pain hit the gold mascot, he hissed out softly, opening his eyes again to look at Freddy. "Y-your heart hurts."
"My heart?"
"I-it's something that the humans have," He hissed again, stiffening. He was having a harder time hiding the pain, now. "W-when it beats, it means they're alive. It pumps b-blood. B-but when something bad happens, it hurts sometimes. Our 'hearts' are g-gears. It helps churn our oil, and m-makes sure we can keep moving."
Freddy blinked. Feeling his own heart for a second, he listening to it ticking. Now interested in the new knowledge he had, he looked back to Golden. Cautiously, he lowered his head to his chest. Leaning against it, he listened to the comforting ticking coming from it, closing his own eyes. Freddy smiled to himself, attempting to imitate Golden's purr, but failed in the process.
Golden smiled at that, chuckling weakly. "Y-you're a great brother, Freddy..."
"You are too, Gol-"
Snapping his head up when he heard the door to the office slam open, his ears fell backwards. They could hear the footsteps of the human. It was too early for the man to be at the restaurant for his shift; it was only 6pm. They hadn't seen any other humans all day, so they were hoping he wouldn't show up. They were wrong.
Golden's eyes widened in panic. Bonnie awoke at the sounds, looking around. Seeing both Freddy and Golden huddled together, his eyes went wide in panic.
"F-Freddy, don't let h-him take-"
Before Bonnie could finish his sentience, the man showed up. Eyeing Freddy and Bonnie warily, he walked towards Golden. He pulled out a rope.
"P-please," Golden said quickly, with all of his strength. The man put the rope around Golden's neck again to lead him. Resisting a bit this time, he dug his feet into the ground, gears whirring in protest. "F-FREDDY, B-BONNIE, TAKE CARE OF EACH OTHER. P-PROMISE ME!"
The guard yanked the rope roughly, making the gold bear wince. He continued to stand his ground, but was failing due to his weakness. The human was shouting at him.
He pushed aside his terror and continued to keep his strong face for his little brothers. "Freddy, I p-promise you can sing in the spotlight, 'ya j-just gotta believe in 'yerself. Bonnie, d-don't let Freddy g-get into too much trouble."
Freddy and Bonnie watched, petrified. What were they supposed to do?
"F-Freddy!" Bonnie squeaked out, hiding behind him. "P-please!" He begged, his voice filled with urgency. He wasn't sure what exactly he was begging for anymore.
Letting out a quiet growl, Freddy stretched to his full height, and started towards both the human and his older brother. Bonnie backed up, visibly panicking. The night guard noticed this, and backed up some himself, pulling Golden along with him. "GET AWAY, YOU DAMN ROBOT! GO! GET!"
Flinching at the sudden shout, Freddy backed up away from them. A human had never outwardly cursed at him, or even screamed for that matter. Sure, the workers had lost their tempers before, but usually they would just shout at the manager.
Golden gave them both a sad, desperate look before he was pulled away again. Freddy and Bonnie stared in horror, not knowing what to do.
"I-I'll see 'ya boys in the mornin'. I-I promise. B-be good. I love 'y-ya. G'night."

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Freddy and Bonnie ate their pizza quietly, not speaking. They stood on opposite sides of the kitchen across from each other, both leaning against the walls/sinks. Freddy had given his pizza to Bonnie, aside from one slice, knowing he needed it to keep going. They were given each their own pizza due to their fuel tanks, but nothing more. Other than food, they fed off of electricity and power.
Staring at his single slice of pizza, Freddy's eyes were glazed over. Raising it to his mouth, he stopped and sighed, throwing it into his empty box. "I'm not hungry."
Looking at Freddy worriedly, Bonnie lowered his own pizza. He pushed himself away from the wall carefully, walking over to the bear. Sitting down, he pulled both boxes closer, looking up at him. "Please, Fred? You gotta keep your energy up!"
Grinding his teeth, Freddy shrugged and sat next to Bonnie, looking down. "Alright..."
Taking one of his slices of pizza, Bonnie handed it to Freddy, grabbing another one for himself. Freddy just stared at the food.
Bonnie patted Freddy's shoulder, getting his attention. He pretended to eat for a few seconds, staring at him. "See? Like that."
Laughing a little, he shoved Bonnie lightly in a joking manner. Taking a small bite of his own pizza, he winced a bit. "B-Bon, I don't like this. It feels like my fuel tank is burning up, and I can feel it gurgling. It won't stop, and I just can't eat."
"I know, mine too." The rabbit admitted quietly, looking away. "It hurts, but I'm trying."
Both of them fell silent for a while, knowing they couldn't eat any more. Taking the slices that hadn't been eaten yet, he smiled down at Freddy, starting to walk. "Let's take these to Gold! I know he's probably hungry!"
"Ah, great idea!" Freddy perked up at the situation, standing up. Noticing that he was struggling with the cardboard, he grabbed both pizza boxes from Bonnie, walking towards the stage. Bonnie followed him now, grinning.
Golden coughed, rubbing his head with his working arm. He felt the dents and welts. He flinched and let out a few pained "ah's" in reaction. He hissed. His face was twisted up in a pained expression. None of the humans who had passed by even seemed to care, or take time to notice. Should he say something? One of the biggest rules wasn't to talk to the humans with their "real" voice, only their pre-recorded voices, to prevent the adults from freaking out. Stupid rule.
Hearing the footsteps of the other two animatronics, he straightened up immediately. Clearing his face of any pain, he watched them walk in. He couldn't hide the smile that came across his face. Just seeing them could cheer up his day instantly.
"Hey, 'lil guys! How 'ya doin'?" Both of them smiled at him. Freddy stepped in front of him, exposing the pizzas. Golden blinked, looking at them in confusion. "What's this?"
"We saved you some pizza! It was Bonnie's idea; we weren't very hungry." Freddy stated, smiling.
Bonnie nodded wildly, pointing at himself. "Yeah, I thought of it. Freddy just carried them."
Eyes widening, he stared at Freddy's face, then over to Bonnie. reaching out with his good arm to hug them both, he smiled more, patting their backs. "O-oh, you two...I-I dunno what to say...thank 'ya..."
"C'mon, Gold! It was nothing! Don't thank us."
Opening the top box, Bonnie quickly grabbed a slice from it. Handing it to Golden's working arm, he made sure the bear had a good grip before letting go.
The eldest smiled in gratitude at them both, feeling more than privileged to have them as family. Taking a bite, he made his gentle, whirring purr-like noise. "G-gosh, thank 'ya both. I was practically starvin'."
Freddy and Bonnie stood next to Golden, both of them taking their positions on the stage. They relaxed, helping their older brother whenever they had to. Golden wolfed down three slices in no time, slowing on the fourth. It felt much better to have some fuel in him.
After he finished the pizza, he relaxed. Freddy quickly disposed of the boxes in a nearby trash can, and Bonnie helped wash Golden's face of any grease to prevent rust. They attempted to get the attention of the humans all day, but it didn't work.
When dusk began to set in on the family restaurant, all of the humans finally left after their shifts were up, locking up and shutting down everything like normal.
Then he came back.
After Golden's arm stopped working, the other arm stopped working the night soon after. His legs, head and shoulders were the only working things left by the third night, and the other two animatronics soon found out that his torso was hollowed out later when he began refusing food and fuel. His spine was still in tact, allowing him to walk around [albeit he moved with a lot of struggle].
Freddy and Bonnie were becoming more alarmed by the hour of the third night, when Golden began shutting down for no reason before booting back up after several minutes of silence. He tried to convince the younger males that he was fine, but the words slowly began to mean less and less to them. They were on the brink of panic.
Despite everything that was happening, despite their fears, despite the fact that they felt their throats locking up every time they looked at him, Freddy and Bonnie did their best to take care of him. They would wash him up when he'd start to gather dust, and Bonnie found a way to wire him up to still give him enough power to keep going.
It was nearly time for the restaurant to re-open. They were sure the mechanics would be by finally to fix him. They had convinced themselves that the new man was simply removing Golden's old parts and was going to replace them. They were sure of it.
Then the fourth night came, and the night guard returned yet again.
Bonnie was asleep. Freddy's eyes glowed in the darkness, looking from Golden back to the camera. Although it was early, it was quite dark out due to the winter weather. He felt this throat lock up again. The odd ticking in his own chest messed up, making him wince in pain. He was feeling something he had never felt before, and he was terrified. He had never felt true terror before. He knew then and there he had to protect his brother, he just had to. He couldn't lose him.
"Freddy." He heard Golden's voice from his side, and immediately looked over. Golden hadn't been speaking much, but when he did, Freddy made sure to savor every single word he said. The voice in the back of his mind told him he couldn't forget them, not ever.
Freddy got up quickly and walked over to him, standing in a rest position next to him. He didn't need to ask anything. He didn't need to start a conversation. He was listening harder than ever, something telling him this could possibly be the last conversation they would have. He didn't know why.
Golden's once-bright red eyes rested on Freddy's blue ones. They were strained and dulled from pain, and he seemed to have trouble focusing on his brother. He blinked a few times to focus, and an odd, clear oily substance welled in the corners of his eyes. Freddy had never seen anything like it before.
"Freddy..." He started, speaking quietly. He coughed. "I-I might not be around here much longer," He whispered, looking over to Bonnie. "I j-just want 'ya t-to know that whate'r h-happens, I love 'ya both. I'll a-always be proud of 'ya..." Coughing a bit, he turned his head away from Freddy. His head and shoulders were the only parts of his body he could move, now. Everything else was either disconnected, cut off or broken.
Freddy stared. How was he supposed to react? Blinking dumbly, he simply scooted closer and rested his head on Golden's shoulder. He closed his eyes. He held onto Golden's arm carefully, despite the fact he couldn't respond. He hid his face in his neck, ears flattening to his head.
"G-Golden, p-please...y-you'll be oka-"
"Freddy." He said sternly, looking down at him. Freddy looked up at his face slowly, whimpering lightly. "I won't be okay. Y-you need to face the facts."
Freddy fell silent. Golden closed his eyes, letting out a ragged sigh. His voice box wasn't working too well, which resulted in his voice coming out statistic and slightly warped sounding.
"I'm s-sorry I wasn't able to teach 'ya how t-to teach 'ya how to get over 'yer s-stage fright." Golden spoke weaker now, his eyes still closed. Freddy laughed dryly, humorously.
"Who cares about my stage fright? There's more important things to be worrying about."
There was more silence. Freddy looked down at his own body, feeling his chest and throat lock up again. Looking over at Golden, he pulled him closer, still hiding his face in him. "G-Golden, the gears in my chest h-hurt, and my throat keeps locking up...what is it?"
Closing his eyes shut a bit harder when a new wave of pain hit the gold mascot, he hissed out softly, opening his eyes again to look at Freddy. "Y-your heart hurts."
"My heart?"
"I-it's something that the humans have," He hissed again, stiffening. He was having a harder time hiding the pain, now. "W-when it beats, it means they're alive. It pumps b-blood. B-but when something bad happens, it hurts sometimes. Our 'hearts' are g-gears. It helps churn our oil, and m-makes sure we can keep moving."
Freddy blinked. Feeling his own heart for a second, he listening to it ticking. Now interested in the new knowledge he had, he looked back to Golden. Cautiously, he lowered his head to his chest. Leaning against it, he listened to the comforting ticking coming from it, closing his own eyes. Freddy smiled to himself, attempting to imitate Golden's purr, but failed in the process.
Golden smiled at that, chuckling weakly. "Y-you're a great brother, Freddy..."
"You are too, Gol-"
Snapping his head up when he heard the door to the office slam open, his ears fell backwards. They could hear the footsteps of the human. It was too early for the man to be at the restaurant for his shift; it was only 6pm. They hadn't seen any other humans all day, so they were hoping he wouldn't show up. They were wrong.
Golden's eyes widened in panic. Bonnie awoke at the sounds, looking around. Seeing both Freddy and Golden huddled together, his eyes went wide in panic.
"F-Freddy, don't let h-him take-"
Before Bonnie could finish his sentience, the man showed up. Eyeing Freddy and Bonnie warily, he walked towards Golden. He pulled out a rope.
"P-please," Golden said quickly, with all of his strength. The man put the rope around Golden's neck again to lead him. Resisting a bit this time, he dug his feet into the ground, gears whirring in protest. "F-FREDDY, B-BONNIE, TAKE CARE OF EACH OTHER. P-PROMISE ME!"
The guard yanked the rope roughly, making the gold bear wince. He continued to stand his ground, but was failing due to his weakness. The human was shouting at him.
He pushed aside his terror and continued to keep his strong face for his little brothers. "Freddy, I p-promise you can sing in the spotlight, 'ya j-just gotta believe in 'yerself. Bonnie, d-don't let Freddy g-get into too much trouble."
Freddy and Bonnie watched, petrified. What were they supposed to do?
"F-Freddy!" Bonnie squeaked out, hiding behind him. "P-please!" He begged, his voice filled with urgency. He wasn't sure what exactly he was begging for anymore.
Letting out a quiet growl, Freddy stretched to his full height, and started towards both the human and his older brother. Bonnie backed up, visibly panicking. The night guard noticed this, and backed up some himself, pulling Golden along with him. "GET AWAY, YOU DAMN ROBOT! GO! GET!"
Flinching at the sudden shout, Freddy backed up away from them. A human had never outwardly cursed at him, or even screamed for that matter. Sure, the workers had lost their tempers before, but usually they would just shout at the manager.
Golden gave them both a sad, desperate look before he was pulled away again. Freddy and Bonnie stared in horror, not knowing what to do.
"I-I'll see 'ya boys in the mornin'. I-I promise. B-be good. I love 'y-ya. G'night."