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The night hours implied that they had no desire to proceed. It was a constant hardship for the boy's energy to refuel, which made it more futile being limited to make any choice or fight while squirming at the mercy of a Monster's agenda. The reality was that putting up any kind of feud against his tormentors would be quite literally a nail in the casket. His subconscious filled with predictions of his undoing by the blades of these creatures he thought to be his pals, but the anxiety is always the killer as it does not always predict the forthcoming.

He was a foot away from potentially losing his own foot by the jaws of a Nightmarish Fox. It's tongue, like a cobra, whipped it's self-up and cramped itself along the boy's limb. A bolt of anxiety surged its way from his cranium down to the stressed foot, like as if reality hit the alarm clock and Ryan completely snapped into it again. With the 3 terrors surrounding the spectacle of fear they created, with an additional creature but sporting slimmer and jester like qualities, Ryan's means of escaping his own nightmares was now or never. Considering they were gleefully thundering torment and adversity down on him, perhaps it was the opposite that was his ticket to keep them at bay, at the least stall them.

Ryan had awoken to find he'd been burying himself further in Bonnie's fur to avoid the contrary blades of teeth, the tingles of the bunny's coat poking into the boy's nape had the child show a smirk in front of 4 hungry monsters. Nightmare Chica had been displaying a wide expression of her own razors, but it progressively faded along with her cohorts when Ryan's declaration grew more opposite to the treatment, he was receiving. With quick logic, Ryan reclaimed his strength and pulled himself out of discomfort and into the comfort of Bonnie's colossal Mits, he had no desire and no tolerance to be cowering by the very own characters he called friends, but with they're current state, there's always capacity for growth, which Ryan settled by laughing from the fuzziness that Bonnie's fur created. The boy's hilarity froze them. Bonnie, Foxy, Chica, Freddy and the Marionette were stunned into disbelief, had they failed at claiming the title of being a monster? A Nightmare? Roguishly, Foxy released his slimy grip from Ryan's leg and wiped that thought clean, snarling in his pirate dialect:

''Wha... -WHAT do ye find so humorous ya little guppy?''

Ryan jumped at the snap of Foxy's raspy voice but reframed from remaining mute and poured his heart more than what his gut wanted to say:

''Kekehehe! He- first of all. Bonnie! your fur tickles! I d... didn't know monsters are so cuddly!'' While actively petting the mountain of blue brush. The giant rabbit looked to his friends for backing but they studied him, one their own, trying to figure out why he hadn't intervened the child's rambling or humanising affection. Bonnie's metal eyes whirled down at the small human, throwing such courage back in the form of warmth. Freddy's low tone chimed in.

''Why are you smiling? Aren't you afrai-". Foxy abrupted with annoyance. ''OF COURSE HE'S AFRAID. The brat was wee close to wettin his little jamies and now ye all just want to question him? Let just-''

''I.. I am afraid.'' The boy's adolescent voice croaked out. Cutting off Foxy from his tyrant and by the looks, he actually grabbed all their attention. Which was not a fruitless task with nightmares so monstrous when they have one purpose. Ryan's voice rattled slightly, in the process of letting his emotions get the better of him, but to cry in the proximity of his predicament was not on his mind.

''I am afraid of you- all of you, right now. T- that's what you all want from me.'' There was a strain when the truth climbed its way up his throat. ''but I'm not afraid of having you guys here, with me. No matter.... No matter how scary you all are, I consider you guy's my friends.'' You could hear a mouse's scurry in the panels. The room hushed as each monster staunched to comprehend the words that sunk in their Endo-skulls.

''PPfffttt-HAHAHAHA!'' Roared Foxy in his relentless tongue lashing. ''Wwwhhyy would that puny little brain in there believe such foolishness? Do we look like friends?'' Mocked the marionette as he received a snicker from Chica during her agreeance.

"B..because in your own 'f-funny' ways I guess, you guys have cared for me more than any friends I try to make that look more like me.'' Ryan stuttered. Clearly nerves were struck like a volt and the boy began to second guess his intentions.
He'd earnestly prevailed to convince his monsters, that their hearts still exist. Nightmare Freddy adjusted his accessories to fathom what he'd heard from a 7-year-old boy, what stayed oblivious to the other's was Freddy's true nature, nevertheless he did not wish for his pals to know.

Nightmare Bonnie on the other hand quickly hoisted up the boy into his claws, securing a firmer grip. Ryan by this point was in no haste to evade his 'friends', however Bonnie instilled to the group that he was not letting some child teach him consideration, by tensing his points deeper in Ryan's shirt.

''Hmmrrgh... OK. I'll take care of him tonight.'' Bonnie's temper crept through briefly. ''It looks like me may have our work cut out for us with this unique little mind, so we'll just have to raise the bar.'' He exclaimed like nothing phased him, but as Bonnie's hoofs crunched off into the dark, with the young boy in possession. The rest of the nightmares sensed apprehension in the tone of the ferocious bunny. Bonnie ventured in the dark, aided by his magenta sight to see through, which benefitted a great advantage when hiding humans try to evade.

just then, A soft-spoken voice broke the silence between boy and monster. Bonnie also realising that Ryan acquired a mini, cuter alteration of the menacing rabbit, something he must've retrieved before they departed the group.

''Where a-are you taking me now?'' The soft voice quizzed. There was hesitation but Bon couldn't hold back. ''I'm bringing you home.'' He stated, rolling both eyes. ''But I thought... I thought you were going to-'' Bonnie halted and gazed into Ryan's eyes while facing down, firmly holding him towards his snout.

''OK, listen!'' He cracked. ''Let's set this straight! I'm returning you because I don't want you to really get hurt. Nothing would give me the pleasure watching you cry but there's something about you that I don't want to finish off so suddenly, yet, but I do NOT care about you. In the mushy sense that you believe in! You can hug that little thing near me as much as you want, your toys are nothing to me!''

Ryan had thought he'd heard it all. Maybe there was something in Bonnie that Truley dominated his ferocious temperament after Ryan got through.

''I've guessed that all by now, b-but Bonnie....Bonnie?'' Ryan attempted to grasp his consideration. ''What!?'' Bonnie growled, gritting his fangs. ''You were the one that first scared me. You... remember you came to me? I was terrified of the monsters getting me, and it was you who did. Despite how scared I was, I was also happy in a way it was you, you've always been my favourite, Bon.''

The boy stretched the crooked whiskers playfully by the side of Bonnie's nozzle, then his two delicate palms hugged the bunny's giant jaw, resting his head on Bon's snout. Bonnie clearly taken quite a mile's back, just sighed in disbelief and reception.

''I merely tolerate you.'' Bonnie sterned. ''Your different, and your bravery is almost- ALMOST respectable, but we're not done with you yet, ohohoho NO! So, you're gonna need as much rest as you tiny wittle head can get!'' He sounded sarcastic, made creepier though how Bonnie's tone just up and switched.

''However, don't ask me to tuck you in.''

Characters belong to Five Nights at Freddy's / Scott Cawthon

(all rights reserved to original copyright holders)

This is made purely for fanart and Oc fan stories.

Description
The night hours implied that they had no desire to proceed. It was a constant hardship for the boy's energy to refuel, which made it more futile being limited to make any choice or fight while squirming at the mercy of a Monster's agenda. The reality was that putting up any kind of feud against his tormentors would be quite literally a nail in the casket. His subconscious filled with predictions of his undoing by the blades of these creatures he thought to be his pals, but the anxiety is always the killer as it does not always predict the forthcoming.

He was a foot away from potentially losing his own foot by the jaws of a Nightmarish Fox. It's tongue, like a cobra, whipped it's self-up and cramped itself along the boy's limb. A bolt of anxiety surged its way from his cranium down to the stressed foot, like as if reality hit the alarm clock and Ryan completely snapped into it again. With the 3 terrors surrounding the spectacle of fear they created, with an additional creature but sporting slimmer and jester like qualities, Ryan's means of escaping his own nightmares was now or never. Considering they were gleefully thundering torment and adversity down on him, perhaps it was the opposite that was his ticket to keep them at bay, at the least stall them.

Ryan had awoken to find he'd been burying himself further in Bonnie's fur to avoid the contrary blades of teeth, the tingles of the bunny's coat poking into the boy's nape had the child show a smirk in front of 4 hungry monsters. Nightmare Chica had been displaying a wide expression of her own razors, but it progressively faded along with her cohorts when Ryan's declaration grew more opposite to the treatment, he was receiving. With quick logic, Ryan reclaimed his strength and pulled himself out of discomfort and into the comfort of Bonnie's colossal Mits, he had no desire and no tolerance to be cowering by the very own characters he called friends, but with they're current state, there's always capacity for growth, which Ryan settled by laughing from the fuzziness that Bonnie's fur created. The boy's hilarity froze them. Bonnie, Foxy, Chica, Freddy and the Marionette were stunned into disbelief, had they failed at claiming the title of being a monster? A Nightmare? Roguishly, Foxy released his slimy grip from Ryan's leg and wiped that thought clean, snarling in his pirate dialect:

''Wha... -WHAT do ye find so humorous ya little guppy?''

Ryan jumped at the snap of Foxy's raspy voice but reframed from remaining mute and poured his heart more than what his gut wanted to say:

''Kekehehe! He- first of all. Bonnie! your fur tickles! I d... didn't know monsters are so cuddly!'' While actively petting the mountain of blue brush. The giant rabbit looked to his friends for backing but they studied him, one their own, trying to figure out why he hadn't intervened the child's rambling or humanising affection. Bonnie's metal eyes whirled down at the small human, throwing such courage back in the form of warmth. Freddy's low tone chimed in.

''Why are you smiling? Aren't you afrai-". Foxy abrupted with annoyance. ''OF COURSE HE'S AFRAID. The brat was wee close to wettin his little jamies and now ye all just want to question him? Let just-''

''I.. I am afraid.'' The boy's adolescent voice croaked out. Cutting off Foxy from his tyrant and by the looks, he actually grabbed all their attention. Which was not a fruitless task with nightmares so monstrous when they have one purpose. Ryan's voice rattled slightly, in the process of letting his emotions get the better of him, but to cry in the proximity of his predicament was not on his mind.

''I am afraid of you- all of you, right now. T- that's what you all want from me.'' There was a strain when the truth climbed its way up his throat. ''but I'm not afraid of having you guys here, with me. No matter.... No matter how scary you all are, I consider you guy's my friends.'' You could hear a mouse's scurry in the panels. The room hushed as each monster staunched to comprehend the words that sunk in their Endo-skulls.

''PPfffttt-HAHAHAHA!'' Roared Foxy in his relentless tongue lashing. ''Wwwhhyy would that puny little brain in there believe such foolishness? Do we look like friends?'' Mocked the marionette as he received a snicker from Chica during her agreeance.

"B..because in your own 'f-funny' ways I guess, you guys have cared for me more than any friends I try to make that look more like me.'' Ryan stuttered. Clearly nerves were struck like a volt and the boy began to second guess his intentions.
He'd earnestly prevailed to convince his monsters, that their hearts still exist. Nightmare Freddy adjusted his accessories to fathom what he'd heard from a 7-year-old boy, what stayed oblivious to the other's was Freddy's true nature, nevertheless he did not wish for his pals to know.

Nightmare Bonnie on the other hand quickly hoisted up the boy into his claws, securing a firmer grip. Ryan by this point was in no haste to evade his 'friends', however Bonnie instilled to the group that he was not letting some child teach him consideration, by tensing his points deeper in Ryan's shirt.

''Hmmrrgh... OK. I'll take care of him tonight.'' Bonnie's temper crept through briefly. ''It looks like me may have our work cut out for us with this unique little mind, so we'll just have to raise the bar.'' He exclaimed like nothing phased him, but as Bonnie's hoofs crunched off into the dark, with the young boy in possession. The rest of the nightmares sensed apprehension in the tone of the ferocious bunny. Bonnie ventured in the dark, aided by his magenta sight to see through, which benefitted a great advantage when hiding humans try to evade.

just then, A soft-spoken voice broke the silence between boy and monster. Bonnie also realising that Ryan acquired a mini, cuter alteration of the menacing rabbit, something he must've retrieved before they departed the group.

''Where a-are you taking me now?'' The soft voice quizzed. There was hesitation but Bon couldn't hold back. ''I'm bringing you home.'' He stated, rolling both eyes. ''But I thought... I thought you were going to-'' Bonnie halted and gazed into Ryan's eyes while facing down, firmly holding him towards his snout.

''OK, listen!'' He cracked. ''Let's set this straight! I'm returning you because I don't want you to really get hurt. Nothing would give me the pleasure watching you cry but there's something about you that I don't want to finish off so suddenly, yet, but I do NOT care about you. In the mushy sense that you believe in! You can hug that little thing near me as much as you want, your toys are nothing to me!''

Ryan had thought he'd heard it all. Maybe there was something in Bonnie that Truley dominated his ferocious temperament after Ryan got through.

''I've guessed that all by now, b-but Bonnie....Bonnie?'' Ryan attempted to grasp his consideration. ''What!?'' Bonnie growled, gritting his fangs. ''You were the one that first scared me. You... remember you came to me? I was terrified of the monsters getting me, and it was you who did. Despite how scared I was, I was also happy in a way it was you, you've always been my favourite, Bon.''

The boy stretched the crooked whiskers playfully by the side of Bonnie's nozzle, then his two delicate palms hugged the bunny's giant jaw, resting his head on Bon's snout. Bonnie clearly taken quite a mile's back, just sighed in disbelief and reception.

''I merely tolerate you.'' Bonnie sterned. ''Your different, and your bravery is almost- ALMOST respectable, but we're not done with you yet, ohohoho NO! So, you're gonna need as much rest as you tiny wittle head can get!'' He sounded sarcastic, made creepier though how Bonnie's tone just up and switched.

''However, don't ask me to tuck you in.''

Characters belong to Five Nights at Freddy's / Scott Cawthon

(all rights reserved to original copyright holders)

This is made purely for fanart and Oc fan stories.