It has already flown like 30 minutes, and no one has knocked on the door again, I'm afraid they have realized about my childish behavior, and that it's time for me to leave this place. My tears have gone, but the blue feeling is still with me, it's like a knot in my throat that rejects my clearly speech, this is just the embarrassing moment I will have to go through with Freddy, what about if he, besides the hug in the stage, asks me about what I did in his room. How am I going to deal with this situation? This whole thing happened for being such a curious animatronic; they're definitely going to fire me after this.
"Bonnie? Are you still there?" Chica said knocking on the door.
"Chica?" I answered silently.
"Yeah, it's me, what happened? Is everything ok?"
I said nothing for a while.
"Come on, Bonnie, let me in, let's talk about what happened. Freddy's not here, it's only me; I promise I won't tell him anything."
Keeping in my mind thousands of ideas per minute, I agreed with her, so I opened the door and, indeed, she was just standing there alone.
"Bonnie, what's wrong?" she asked so softly.
She walked 'til the doorway and put her hand on my shoulder; Chica's kindness was enough for me to start crying again, but this time on her shoulder. I hugged her tightly.
"There, there." She hugged me back.
I lasted quite a while crying, until my weeping ceased, then she asked me:
"Bonnie, do you think you can tell me what happened?"
I didn't find any alibi to not tell her the truth.
"I was rehearsing with Freddy some songs, and also playing my guitar."
"Yes, I could hear you guys singing and playing."
"Yeah. I felt very comfortable with him, that moment was almost perfect."
"Uh-huh?"
"And..." I stopped talking and I started to sob. Chica was sitting just in front of me. She put his hand over mine without saying anything, I felt like I can trust in her, like I can now tell her everything that could ever happen in my life, just like she were a closed chest where I can keep all the secrets I want to.
"Chica," I said weakly.
"Yes?"
"You promise that you won't tell anybody about this, including Freddy?" I said staring at her eyes.
"Of course I won't, don't worry! I'll tell nothing. What is it?" she asked almost whispering.
"Well... It's just that..." I said stuttering.
Even trusting in her, it was too hard for me to tell my real feelings, "I... I... Freddy... but I..."
"Something happened between you and Freddy?"
"Well... yeah," I said.
"Did you feel something?"
"Yes," I said after hesitating. I tried to cover my face with my ears.
I couldn't see what Chica was doing, I felt so embarrassed that I didn't want to see her expression when I told her this.
"I... wanted to kiss Freddy," I finally said.
I felt my face redder than Foxy's, I couldn't believe I said that out loud, and in front of somebody.
"Really?" Chica said happily. Happily?
"Yeah," I replied puzzled.
When I heard Chica happy, I thought that was really weird, so I couldn't hold my curiosity and I raised my head to see her face. She was smiling, even giggling, why is she doing that?
"What?" I asked.
"Oh, Bonnie," she said even more thrilled.
"Did I say something odd?"
"No, it's just that I just confirmed a little theory that I kept in mind since the day you arrived, so I started to focus on Freddy's behavior."
"And what is that theory?" I asked silently.
Chica looked at the door, and then looked back at me, getting closer, like she was going to tell me a secret.
"You like Freddy, don't you?" she asked whispering.
I felt so ashamed and embarrassed that I didn't want anyone to see me, I covered my face with my hands and my ears, just to avoid Chica's gaze.
"No. I don't know," I replied blushed.
I heard that Chica sat back normally, so I raised my ears a bit.
"I'm gonna give you a little gift, ok? Wait here." She left the kitchen.
What is she talking about? I tell her that I sort of like Freddy, and then she wants to give me gifts?, that's so weird, I hope she's not getting Freddy or Foxy in here to tell them. Chica is now here again, but she's got a white little box with a red gift bow, it's CD-size like, or at least that's how I saw it.
"Why do you give me this?" I asked frowning.
"Open it," She said excited.
This is so weird that I'm just looking puzzled at her, but then I looked down at my gift and, since I am a curious animatronic, I started to open it: I removed the red gift bow, I ripped away the paper, and I could see a little white box.
"Open it up," she said looking at the box.
I finally opened the box, what I found was a little weird, but very cute at the same time: it was a picture of Freddy when he was stripping.
"It's a shame that I just could get it black and white, my camera ran out of colored ink, but at least it looks good like that, it would've been worse if..." Chica was telling me.
She is still talking to me, and I'm just hearing nothing about what she's talking about. This is the first time I can see Freddy so close, in a recently picture though. This is definitely the best gift someone could ever give to me.
"Bonnie? Are you ok?" Chica asked.
"Yeah, yeah," I said stuttering a little while raising my head to her. "This is a great gift, Chica, Thank you so, so much!"
Chica was smiling to me, like a smile that you get once you reached your goal.
"It's ok, Bonnie. And remember, I won't tell anyone about this, ok? But be sure that I'm going to make anything for you to be happy, ok?"
I didn't exactly understand what she meant, but anyway, now I can only think about in how important is this picture to me.
"Ok," I replied not even knowing what she said.
"You should go to your room and keep the picture. I'm gonna make dinner, and I don't think you want Freddy to see that you have a picture of him, do you?" Chica's words hit me like a jab right in my stomach.
"Omg, I didn't think about it, you're right," I said while leaving the kitchen. "Thanks, Chica!"
"You're welcome!" Chica said from the kitchen.
While I was running to my room, I saw Foxy coming out from the bathroom.
"Hey, hey, hey! Wait a minute, lad? Where you goin' so fast?" Foxy asked.
"Oh I just... I gotta... I'll be right back," I said hiding the picture.
I didn't want to look back, I don't know if Foxy's coming behind me. Now that I'm in the room's area, I see Freddy's room closed, he must still be worried about me, however, I keep in mind to act joyfully in today's dinner, so there won't be any problem if I get to my room to enjoy my present! I think I can't thank Chica even more, but... when did she take the picture anyway? Behind Freddy, I could see a little pole which he was using while acting, but I don't remember Chica with a camera; it's weird, unless... she probably took it in the moment I had to run to the bathroom. Yes! That picture must have been taken in that moment, and now it's mine, I almost feel like there are little hearts above me every moment I see this picture. Thank you some much, Chica.