"Go ahead, finish him. Get your revenge of Mike's death and Freddy's coma. Stop being a stupid and shy rabbit. Show everybody that you are a man!"
Golden Freddy kept talking to Bonnie while he was beating Foxy up on the ground.
"Bonnie, stop!" Chica yelled out while getting up from the bed.
"What's going on?" Frog asked from the doorway of Chica's room.
I immediately knew I had to press the button to stop Golden Freddy from controlling Bonnie's mind, it was the only solution. While Bonnie and Foxy were fighting, and Chica and Frog were trying to stop them, I ran toward the security office. Once there, without hesitation, I pressed the button, which was still counting with the property conditions to protect the pizzeria. I can hear they're still fighting, I hope I can stop hearing pieces of heavy metal hitting everywhere. I quickly went back to Chica's room, and I could see Chica took Foxy by his arms, and Frog was embracing Bonnie, who wasn't struggling anymore.
"I'mna fuck up your face, asshole!" Foxy yelled while kicking around.
"Foxy, calm down!" Chica said while tightening her grip.
"Freddy, do something! Help us!" Frog said while frowning and looking at me in the doorway.
"I'm not gonna let this piece of shit fuck me up for nothing!" Foxy yelled.
Chica was having troubles to keep her grip, until I entered the room.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" I firmly exclaimed.
Foxy started to cease his angry movements, though he was still breathing fast while Chica was embracing him. Just when I saw Foxy calming down, I turned around to Bonnie, who wasn't struggling anymore to get free from Frog's grip, however, he still had those empty eyes with white pupils which we have only if we're being controlled.
"Bonnie," I said in front of him.
Bonnie kept for some seconds like that, until he got the natural color of his eyes. When he was conscious again, it looked like every single wound on his body went back to hurt him; Bonnie loosed himself to the ground, but, fortunately, Frog and I took him quickly before he hit the floor.
"What the fuck is going on?" Chica asked while releasing Foxy.
"You better have a good explanation for this, 'cause if you don't, I'm gonna take him apart," Foxy said while pointing at me.
"It's a long story," I said as I was grabbing Bonnie.
"I want to hear it, the whole story," Foxy said as he folded his arms on his chest.
"I want to hear it, too," Chica added.
While Bonnie was recovering himself from the trance, I was holding his body. I started to tell everything that happened: why Bonnie insisted that we should go to bed early, why he was acting weird, why he had wounds, why and for who he's got these wounds, and why Springtrap and Golden Freddy could arrived to the pizzeria.
* * *
"Where am I?" Bonnie slowly said putting his hand on his head, "why is everybody up? And why are you looking at me?"
I looked off of Bonnie, and then I got my sight back to him.
"They had controlled your mind, and... you attacked Foxy," I said.
"Foxy?" he said as he looked at him.
"Bonnie, I'm so sorry, I would never do that, I didn't even feel that I would've done it. Forgive me," Foxy was begging to Bonnie.
"I didn't even notice when he got here," Chica said.
"He arrived when you were hurt," I said.
"But... why didn't we hear anything? I don't think he kept so quiet while his hook was practically stabbing his body," Frog asked next to Chica.
I kept wondering for a couple of seconds, and then I got an answer, a one that nobody would believe that easy.
"That's one of all Golden Freddy's skills. He, as long as we don't avoid him or we are not strong enough, can block all the noises from somewhere; even the pizzeria could be being destroyed, he can make us hear nothing from inside our rooms."
Chica and Frog kept silent while Foxy took Bonnie's hand to apologize to him.
"Stop it, Foxy, what are you talking about?" Bonnie said as he pulled away his hand.
"Bonnie, we are talking about Mike's death," I finally said.
Bonnie's eyes widened, just like the way he did when I found him behind the curtains at 1 A. M.
"And they say it was me," Foxy said in a regretting tone.
"We can't make sure about that, Foxy, remember that I only heard Golden Freddy say that, but as it could be true, it could be a lie as well, like pre-worked information to mislead somebody," I said.
"It's true," Bonnie said.
All of us looked at Bonnie, who was still suffering because of his wounds.
"How do you know that, Bonnie?" Chica said.
"I was there," he said with his sight down.
"What do you mean? Freddy told us that Golden Freddy and Springtrap had taken you behind the stage," Frog said.
"That's right, but, as Golden Freddy can appear and disappear wherever he wants—"
"He can do it with more animatronics," I said completing his theory.
"Yes," he said after he heard me. "So, on that night, Golden Freddy had taken Springtrap and me to one corner of the security room to watch how Mike was being murdered by Foxy." Then Bonnie looked at Foxy with an upset expression.
"But I swear I didn't mean to do that, I don't even remember I ever did it," Foxy said in a worried tone.
"I think Foxy is right, Bonnie, didn't you see if he had back eyes with white pupils?" I asked.
Bonnie then kept silent for a while, then he answered, "Yes, he did have them like that."
"So that means I was possessed too," Foxy said while staring at me.
"It might be true," I said as I nodded, "so this situation was already planned: Golden Freddy muted the security office as he controlled Foxy's mind. He stopped you, Bonnie, from begging anybody for help to save Mike, right?"
"I think so," Bonnie said while looking down, "because, in that moment, I tried my best to get Mike's attention, but it wasn't worth it."
"That's also one of his skills, he can be somewhere in one moment and we can't see him," I said.
"So, Bonnie, would you forgive me?" Foxy said on his knees.
Bonnie was breathing a bit hard, but when he saw Foxy on his knees, he answered, "Just... Just tell me something."
"Of course, lad, anything you want."
"Is... Is... Is it true that you and Chica were planning something to finish Freddy by the pizza L'amour?" Bonnie asked.
It looked like Bonnie's question made my soul forsake my body, since, thanks to him, I remember that, in his mind, Golden Freddy was showing some pictures of Foxy and Chica cooking that pizza with the objective of finish me.
"What?" Chica said.
"What?" Foxy said.
"He said that you put some kind of ingredient on it, which would kill Freddy," Bonnie said a little louder.
"What are you talking about? We didn't do that," Foxy said while standing on his feet.
I couldn't stop him, because I wanted to hear their answer, too.
"Then why did he say that!? You want to kill Freddy!? Do you!?" he yelled as he struggled to be released from my grip.
"No! I never wanted to do that!" Foxy was saying while walking backwards.
"Wait, Bonnie!" Chica exclaimed from his spot.
Bonnie and Foxy stopped talking, then Bonnie just got his sight at Chica, and so did I.
"I'll tell you what really happened," she said as she walked closer to us, "it doesn't have anything to do with Foxy, it's all my fault."
"What are you talking about?" Bonnie asked puzzled.
Chica looked down, but then she raised her sight and spoke firmly.
"I wanted you and Freddy to get closer to each other, I had talked with you one by one; you told me the truth when I gave that picture to you, and I knew it in Freddy too, so I didn't see any problem for you guys to not being together, but I didn't know exactly how to do it, so I asked Foxy for help."—Foxy looked at Chica—"Foxy talked with me about an ingredient, which would make you be fearless about showing your feelings and get closer. The real problem was when I was cooking the pizza, I exceeded about how much to put on it, and... Foxy told me that it wouldn't be good to add much, it could be dangerous."
"But then... why didn't Bonnie get in a coma just like Freddy did?" Frog asked.
"Bonnie would've gotten in a coma too, but the main reason was that Freddy ate more slices than Bonnie, so it made a surplus in his body. But look, Bonnie, you can be sure that, all that stuff you heard from him, never happened, I remember exactly what I did; that was the hardest pizza I've ever been working in, so that conversation never happened."
I looked back at Bonnie, who was looking down.
"Although... despite all that happened, I think I owe you an apology. I know what I did was wrong, and I shouldn't have let you guys eat from that pizza without knowing if it wasn't dangerous."
All of us remained silent, thinking about an accident that was never meant to be what it was.
"Thanks for saying the truth, Chica," Bonnie said as he raised his head again.
Chica smiled at Bonnie. She widely opened her arms asking for a big hug with Bonnie. Just when I saw Chica stretching her arms, I let Bonnie go to her. Bonnie struggled a bit to get into her arms. When he hugged her, he kind of complained about the pain.
"Guys, I think the main issue right now is to figure out how we are going to get those monsters," Frog said after she saw Bonnie.
"Frog is right, I know it won't be enough for us that we keep the pizzeria protected, we would have to get them in person," I said.
"But how are we going to do that? Bonnie is really hurt right now," Chica said while holding Bonnie.
Now we kept silent to think about some possibilities of attacks.
"Bonnie," I spoke up, "do you know if Springtrap is coming here tomorrow?"
"He didn't mention a day in particular to finish his revenge, so I guess he is."
"What do you have in mind?" Chica asked while looking at me.
"It's sort of risky, but I think it's going to work," I said.
"What is it, Freddy?" Frog asked.
"Listen, maybe after what happened today, Golden Freddy may not let Springtrap here in the pizzeria that alone, so, to avoid suspicions, we're going to leave some heads and parts to spare on our beds, ok?"
"Wait, I don't get it, what you mean?" Foxy said.
I knew this was hard to explain, so I took a piece of paper from a drawer in Chica's room as I took a pencil, too.
"Hey, that's personal, you know?" Chica said.
"Shut up," I said as I was putting the paper over a little desk in Chica's room so I can draw the plan.
"Look, everything will start at midnight, just when Springtrap and Golden Freddy appear in the restaurant. Springtrap will go behind the curtains of the stage, expecting to see Bonnie there, and... start to... do that. Anyway, Bonnie, you will have to convince somehow Springtrap to do it in the security office."
"In the office?" he asked.
"Yes. Now, I'm pretty sure Golden Freddy is going to appear in the restaurant more often than before. What time he used to appear here, Bonnie?"
"Well... I heard him appear... approximately 30 minutes after he left Springtrap, but he never got to the place we were."
"Perfect, then... Golden Freddy appears at 12:30 A. M., in the middle of the restaurant to confirm you are still in there, and confirm that nothing unusual has happened."
"Ok," Chica said.
"So... you, Bonnie, before it is 12:30 A. M., will have to take Springtrap to the security office, while Chica and Foxy will be kind of struggling behind the curtains pretending to be Springtrap and Bonnie," I said.
"It'll be you and me, baby," Chica said as she kissed Foxy on his cheek.
"...Anyway. Golden Freddy will appear and will see that anything hasn't happened, so he will vanish again. In that moment, Frog and I will go to the security room before Springtrap can touch you, Bonnie. We'll get him together, and then we will kill him."
"Wait, Freddy," Frog said, "you told us that Golden Freddy can hear and see what you hear and see, don't you think he will control your mind and see that you're not asleep, or to see through our minds?"
"I figured it out! During all night long, we will be using blindfolds and earplugs so that way Golden Freddy will think we're all asleep. We will get to take them off sometimes, but we must be careful, just in case we feel something is going on inside of ourselves."
"We're making this blindly!?" Foxy exclaimed.
"That's right. I'm sure this will work, this way we'll get Springtrap. Golden Freddy is nothing without him."
"He still has those powers though," Chica said.
"But we have the button," I said.
"That's right," Bonnie said softly.
"I think it's gonna work," Foxy said.
"Yes, I don't see why not," Frog said.
"Perfect! We still have all morning and afternoon of today to get ready. At 12:00 A. M., the button will stop working, so in that moment we'll be starting the plan. They will not be bothering us anymore!"