Frog
I have a hunch that there is no way Springtrap could be found in Foxy's cove, he won't get out from there, I'm pretty sure that his system will not be fixed unless someone else does it. I have been studying Freddy's condition, and it looks like everything is going well to me; the basic function his body needs have been done and the reactions of his body have been according as I hoped, for sure Bonnie will be happy to see his boss healthy, and get to work together all the days.
When I performed to the children of my restaurant, sometimes in the television, which was in the employees' room, they did special transmission about the new and improved attraction in Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, that restaurant where I knew there was working my best friend Chica, who has been still working here, making such a great job like always. Now that I see the clock, it's 3:20 A. M., it's already been a long time since Bonnie went out to talk with Foxy about it; I knew Bonnie's condition would allow him roam around and stay out of bed at least for one hour, plus, I haven't even heard voices outside, so, for his own good, I come out from Freddy's room. There wasn't anyone and anything, just the moonlight lighting this place. When I turned to my left, I could see on the ground a red stain, with no doubts and all my experience with wounded animatronics, I can be absolutely sure that is blood: dried and flowed from a wound. I walked to Bonnie's room to see if he was there, he might forgot the fact that I was looking over him in Freddy's room, and he just decided to go to his room and relax.
"Bonnie?" I said after I knocked, "are you in there?" I waited a few seconds and he didn't answer. "Bonnie?" I said as I knocked back.
"Uh?" Bonnie hoarsely sighed.
"Bonnie, are you ok?" I asked, "Can I come in?"
"No! I mean... no, it's uh... I'm not wearing my clothes." I heard Bonnie was moving stuff inside his room.
"Well, but... how do you feel? Are you ok?"
"Yeah, don't worry, I'm ok," he weakly answered, "I wanted to sleep here in my room tonight."
"Ok, just please, before you go to bed, leave the door unlocked so I can go inside and check you."
"Yeah, Frog, I will," he said.
"Ok, good night."
It's really weird what Bonnie just said, even more after how happy he was when he was sleeping with Freddy, it sounds like he's a little tired, or maybe I was wrong and Bonnie is weaker than I thought.
I still feel very thankful for those who built me. Since the day they created me, I was programmed to medicine issues, and I also count with the skill of self-programming, so I can decided when should I run, when to be tough of soft, even when the conditions of the ambient are good or dangerous; this place has made a spooky ambient itself, so it's better for me to change the settings of my physical movements to make them straighter. I can even spend a whole week without sleeping, everything for the own good of my patients.
After some minutes reflecting about myself, I went back to Freddy's room to keep looking after him. When I got in, I could see Freddy had his eyes opened. I quickly walked toward him to analyze this reaction, because these reactions only appear when the treatment is going well. Two years ago, I had to take care of an animatronic from a fair, who suffered the same illness Freddy's suffering now—coma, however, I don't think the same ambient caused it. When that animatronic had opened his eyes, his friend and I could understood that, with this reaction, they can even know what's happening outside, however, they cannot move if someone commanded it to them, but I don't think it would be bad if I just explain Bonnie about this, I'm sure he will be glad to see this. I left Freddy's room to knock again at the door of Bonnie's room.
"Bonnie?" I asked, "Are you still awake?"
"Yes, Frog," he hoarsely answered, "What is it?"
"Bonnie, I've got some good news for you, but I need you to be dressed so you can come out," I said cheerfully.
Bonnie got some seconds to answer, "Alright, just a second?"
"Sure, I'll wait here."
I waited approximately for two minutes until Bonnie were ready to come; sometimes I peeked inside Freddy's room just to make sure he had still his eyes opened; now I see he is a blue-eyed guy. After those minutes, I heard the doorknob being turned.
"Ok, I'm ready," Bonnie said in the entrance of his room with half-open eyes. "So... what is it?"
"Forgive for asking you to get up this late, I understand that you're tired because of today, but I'm sure this is going to get this night better," I said joyfully.
"Oh, ok... what is it?" Bonnie said smirking.
"Look, come." I held Bonnie's hand to guide him to Freddy's room, which is really close to us, but I like to make this as a great surprise anyway.
"Look at Freddy," I said on the doorway.
Bonnie walked slowly into his room until he saw that Freddy had his eyes opened: Bonnie gasped hard, his eyes widened, his ears raised, his fur stood-on-end and he closed tightly his fists.
"Fr... Fr... Freddy?" Bonnie said without breath.
Suddenly he started to walk toward Freddy with his sight totally focused on his opened eyes.
"Freddy?" he said, "Freddy?"
Bonnie walked slowly getting closer to Freddy. Once he got to be right in front of Freddy's face, he started to cry while caressing his cheek with his right hand.
"Freddy," Bonnie said while weeping.
He hugged tightly Freddy, embracing his neck with both of his arms, in that moment I could realize, with the minimum light that shines this place, that Bonnie's arm is pupler that the other one, like a bruise, but maybe it's just because of the lightless room. I walked to Bonnie to slowly pull him away from Freddy, but he kept hugging him while sobbing.
"It's ok, Bonnie. I know how you feel," I said while still grabbing him by his waist to pull him away.
"I can't believe I'm watching those eyes again," Bonnie said with tears in his eyes.
"I can imagine how beautiful this moment is for you," I said while stroking his back.
"But... why did he open his eyes?" He asked while smiling and still with tears.
"That means that Freddy's going swell, and because of my experience, you can be sure whatever you tell him, he will remember it."
"Really?"
"Yes. So... tell him what you wish." Bonnie turned back to Freddy with tears, with health and hope in his face. Freddy's pupils were pointing straight totally motionless, yet opened though. He leaned to him and, with his right hand, was stroking Freddy's fur, while staring at his expressionless sight.
"Dear Freddy, it's me, Bonnie. I'm so happy to see you going well, and got to see your beautiful eyes again. I remember that I was so afraid of being close to you the first days I arrived to this restaurant, and that I wished so much that I could be with you, I even have a picture of you under my pillow."—Bonnie giggled and laughed—"I swear you will get out of this, and I hope I do, too. We will get out of this together."
It's thrilling to see the way Bonnie includes himself in the problem that Freddy is going through.
"I love you so much, my Freddy, I promise that every night I will be here to talk to you, and tell you about everything in the restaurant," Bonnie whispered.
"Bonnie. Why don't you sleep again with him?" I said interrupting him.
"It wouldn't be too much trouble?" he asked while smiling.
I giggled when I heard his question, "No way! It will be good for you to sleep with him," I said while patting his arm.
"Well... in that case... I guess I will be here tonight," he said as he walked to the other side of the bed.
"Good night, Bonnie, I'll go with Foxy and Chica," I said while leaving Freddy's room.
"Ok, and thank you," he said while getting comfortable.
"Bye." I smiled.
"Bye." He smiled back.