I opened even more my eyes and I just stared at that sign, at that yellow elephant animatronic in it who was being announced in the door. I can't believe it, I have no breath, I feel like I can't think straight, my heart is beating so fast that I feel it in my throat, I'm shaking, there is a strange and horrible sound round my mind hurting me. They kicked me out! And I can just do nothing about it, I mean, what could I do? Beat 'em up and command him not to touch me?, beg 'em for my job?, they'll think I'm crazy and they're going to turn me off, I don't want to be turned off again, I still remember the day I passed out in a worn fabric and woke up here, although I can handle a travel, I need to hear and to see.
While I was having a heart attack—not literally, I went back to my room, then I closed it with my body against it as though someone were outside threatening me. I lied onto my bed and started to cry. It's not fair! I can't say anything about it 'cause I'm a robot. Unfair! Unfair! I kept complaining and crying with my face against my bed and my fists over it. I heard somebody opening the restaurant's door.
"Bonnie?" Frog asked from the entrance, "we are here!"
"Bonnie, where are you?" Hippo asked.
They're here! I can't let them know that I was crying here in my room like a wimp.
"Bonnie, I just saw that sign outside," Frog said, "are you ok?"
After that, I heard they were whispering to each other, so I decided I had to stop crying, because I always have to cry for everything, even because of bad news until I start a weep, and I could also pass out, but I have to. I got up and I opened slowly the door, I could see Frog and Hippo sitting and talking with a candle on the table, but when they saw me, they got silent.
"Bonnie, what happened?" Frog asked while walking to me," are you ok?"
"How dare those to make this to you, buddy?" Hippo said.
"I don't know," I said looking down, "I just know that I'm not going to be here anymore."
I started to cry on Frog's shoulder.
"There, Bonnie, there," she said with a really sweet and soft voice, "you'll see, everything will go fine."
"Everything was going fine," I replied sobbing, "my work was perfect, in the best restaurant, the best bedroom, a public who loved me and appreciated me for what I do, and now it's over, I have to go again." I kept sobbing on Frog's shoulder.
While Frog was holding me, Hippo was walking to the manager's office.
"What are you doing, Hippo?" she asked him.
"I think we can find some more information about this situation in here, the problem is that it's locked."
"Don't worry," I said looking up again, "I have the keys of every room in the restaurant; they're in my room, on my drawer."
"Be right back," he said while walking to my room.
"I don't think it would be that bad, Bonnie," Frog said while we were sitting in a table, with a little candle on it, "don't you think they did that for your own good?"
"I don't know, I'm so afraid of changes, because I still remember the day in that fabric."
Hippo come out from my room and walked toward the office, meanwhile the memories of Ivy being thrown were coming back to me.
"I know changes can make one feel afraid, but no matter how hard it could be, we must face them, proudly and strongly. We do face them if it's because of a parent, a friend, a restaurant," Frog said while putting her hand on mine, "now you're the one who needs to look forward and move on with your life, no matter the obstacles you could fall for, you could fall down, but you always have to get up, ok?"
"Yeah," I nodded as I wiped my tears.
"Alright, Bon," Frog said smiling to me, "you will see this is not going to be that bad. You will be fine."
We both smiled at each other.
"Here it is" Hippo said getting out from the office, "I found information about you, Bonnie."
"Really!" I exclaimed getting quickly up.
When Hippo got to our table, he put on it a folder with some papers and a picture of me stapled in the corner. When we opened it up, there were information of mine, but on the first paper there was a red sign, which said "Sold".
"I can't believe it," Hippo said, "they sold you."
"What does that mean?" I asked them puzzled.
"I don't know yet," he said moving the papers.
While we were moving the papers, we found a little blue one, like a check.
"Did you see that one?" I asked.
"Let's see," Frog said.
"I don't understand anything about it," I said with the check in my hand.
"Ok, lemme see, I might be able to tell you what it says," Hippo said.
"I hope they're not bad news for you, Bon," Frog said.
I was looking at Hippo while he was trying to read that little paper.
"Bonnie," Hippo said when he was still looking at the paper.
"What? What is it?" I asked impatient, "what does it say?"
"They bought you for one million dollars."
"Really?" I asked.
Frog was looking at us in awe.
"Someone called Mike Schmidt came here and went to the manager so he can buy you and send you to another restaurant."
"You see, Bonnie?" Frog said smiling, "I told you it wasn't going to be that bad! You'll still be working in a restaurant like this one."
"Hey, but, does that say to what restaurant I'm going?" I asked.
"Mmmm... no, it just says that you've been sold and you're going there," Hippo said, "but I agree with Frog, Bonnie, it's cool to know that you were sold and you're going to another restaurant, it'd be worse to know that you were gonna be destroyed, or something worse, don't you think so?"
"Well, yeah, I guess so."
"So... Bonnie, it's better for you to start packing or gathering your most important stuff that you'll need in your travel," Hippo said.
"But... How am I supposed to pack if the humans think that it's me and only me?"
"It's easy!" Frog said, "You can use a backpack or any object, then you put a sign or a sticker of any employee of Moonlight."
"No, Frog," Hippo said, "you're forgetting that Bonnie is the only one who's being moved, not an employee."
"Mmmm... You're right."
"I know what you can do," he said looking at me, "you'll be able to take anything necessary and small."
"Oh, yeah, but... how do I do that?"
"You and we have a little space to spare, especially for card memories, just in case we're being reprogrammed. It takes a long time to learn how to open it and close it yourself, but when you got to know it, you can do it any time. It's like putting wires into a machine, but instead of wires, they're memory cards already programmed. Besides, there's a little spot underneath the wires, like a secret place: yours is bigger, because you're an animatronic who grew up throughout the time. We didn't grow up, so our spots are too small. This little space is found in the middle of your back, and fortunately, between animatronics we can open it just touching there for a few seconds, without pain! Isn't it great?
"So you're gonna open me up right now?" I asked kind of nervous.
"If you already have everything you'll need."
"Ok," I nodded, "I'll be right back."
"Sure, Bonnie, we will wait for you here," Frog said.
Now I have to gather all the things I'm going to need for this journey. I guess I will keep an apple, just in case I get hungry; my guitar pick, a red bow tie that I often use, and I think that would be all.
Before I walk out from my room, on my drawer was still the little daisy that little bear gave me before the fabric fell down.
I took it and I left.