Chapter 4: The Yellow rabbit (Into The Past AU)
(Check out the previous chapter: Apparitions or go to the very first chapter if you are new. Thank you, @devilhydra, this wouldn't have been possible without your support)
That feeling never got old. To go down into an endless tube of darkness and then see colors on the other side. It was like being born or dying. But for Oswald, it was definitely more like the former.
He popped out of the ball pit on the other side. It still worked and he was in.....somewhere?
At first, Oswald thought he had ended up in a different place completely. He was ready to throw out several swear words. But then he looked around to find there not to be dust anywhere. It was darker for sure, but the room still looked well kept and smelled like detergent and peppermint mixed in with typical smells of children. The mural was good! Oswald was in the same place despite it being empty and dark.
Oswald's eyes were getting used to the darkness. He saw the exit sign and various light sources. They would be enough for him to see where he was going; he just had to wait for a couple moments. It was definitely night. Oswald sat onto the steps leading to the ball pit. It was a great moment to collect himself and think about his plan. He would go to the calender at the end of the corridor to check the date. He could figure out next steps from there. He had memorized when the newspaper suggested Abby had been kidnapped. He would search the entire town if he had to. But the entire incident, the FallFest and the alleged murderer were both tied to Fazbear's pizza. It wasn't completely crazy to assume someone was going to kill Abby near the restaurant too.
That was enough! Oswald glanced at the mural and could see it clearly......enough. He stood up and walked to the door. He wasn't sure if Freddy Fazbear's had security guards. But Foxy had told Chip that he and his friends were enough. So if he was gonna meet someone, hopefully it would be Foxy. That pirate wouldn't hurt a little kid, would he? Maybe they had a security mode of some sort.
The mental picture of an animatronic fox lodging his metallic hook into Oswald's forehead wasn't a pleasant one. Though some significant part of him thought it was a better option than what that yellow rabbit had in mind. Oswald remembered where the calender was so he just had to keep quiet and move on. The corridor was still creepy. Somehow the clean version was more terrifying than Jeff's maintenance corridor. But it was the exact same corridor!!!
Probably because Oswald was expecting a rabbit-spider to jump out at him. The place gave him the backrooms vibes. And not in a fun way! It was so quiet and the corridor was in such perfect order it felt unnatural. The mess from 2020 would have felt cozier.
He reached the calender and sighed. He had been gone only for several hours. Abby had been alive that day so she couldn't have been killed yet......hopefully. But he had a feeling it wasn't hopeless yet. The ball pit and when it sent you wasn't random. It didn't seem so. If he kept exploring, he would find Abby.
The darkness was haunting. Oswald knew he wasn't alone. Something was in here. Far away or close? His gut thought it didn't matter. Oswald was slowly dying of asphyxiation as his breathing was shallow and fast. He looked around, feeling too alone to truly be alone.
He got closer to the front of the restaurant. The stage was very close by. Naturally there was no music coming from the speakers. The animatronics were probably shut down on the stage. Wait! They didn't go home, did they? Surely, they didn't have personal homes like people? Didn't matter! "Focus, Oswald!"
Oswald walked past the door leading to the dining area. He hadn't been that way yet. He got to a door with the dreaded "staff only" sign. It was locked.....naturally. Oswald let out as much of a sigh as he could at the moment. "Guess I am not going that way" he said.
But then he noticed something beside the door. A girly shoe about Oswald's size. It was quite dark and the nearby exit-light was warping the colors. But it was Abby's. Clearly Abby's! Oswald tried jumping up to the window on the door. If only he could see a bit better. He looked around and spotted a chair. Oswald wanted to use it to get up. But he had to do it quietly or else something would spot him.
Oswald carried it to the door. He tried not grunting, but it was very hard. He managed to get to the door without making any sounds. He got up to the chair and peeked inside. The window was not clean, but if Oswald squinted, he could see inside.
Based on the pots and pans, he was looking inside the kitchen. There wasn't much to see, but he saw one light in the middle of it. He saw a piece of a pink-black sleeve, the rest was behind a cabinet. If that wasn't Abby, it was someone clearly not suppose to be in the kitchen. Or maybe it was her as a corpse. That thought scared Oswald, but there really was only one way to find out.
He had to find a way into the kitchen. But that was impossible without a key. Oswald looked around. There was a small window above the door and it was slightly open. There? Nope! Way too small for Oswald. Plus, he would never get enough chairs to be able to climb up there.
Maybe there was a spare key in the lobby? That was as good of a place to start. He assumed the lobby was in the same place as in Jeff's. The front door would be in the same place. Oswald picked up the chair and moved it back to its original spot. He still was sure something else was here.
He snuck to the other door and left the corridors to enter the dining area. He was right next to the stage, in the dark. There was only Freddy's microphone stand and Chica's keyboard set on the stage. Oswald felt like the curtains at the back of the stage were not against a wall. There was definitely something behind them. He glanced towards the entrance, but decided he had to check here too.
Oswald peeked through the curtain and saw an entire backstage in there. And he jumped when he saw massive figures on his left. Luckily he was so out of breath that he didn't manage a scream. The four animatronics were very scary in the nearly pitch black room. They were on the side, their backs against the wall. Bonnie was the closest to the front, followed by Freddy, Chica and then Foxy. Their dead, slouched bodies didn't look like they were sleeping.
Oswald fully entered the room, his cold chills not giving up. He saw that Freddy's eyes were not fully closed. But they were definitely shut off. Oswald felt like he shouldn't treat them as "sleeping friends". He had no idea how being "woken up" would affect them.
"Freddy? Freddy? Can you hear me?" Oswald whispered. The bear seemed dead, like a completely normal machine. Oswald saw tiny lights behind the animatronics. He took a look and saw the backs of their necks were connected to small machines on the wall. They were recharging by the look of the icon on the machine behind Freddy. Oswald would have hoped he could have gotten some help from Freddy, but he decided not to wake up a sleeping bear.....literally.
Oswald left the backstage to continue walking towards the lobby. Then came a long, uneasy sound, like the last breath of a dying giant. It was heavy, though at the same time, near silent....etherial. The recharging icons flickered alongside the exit sign over the curtain, shadows covering them up. The walls had eyes, looking at the robots. There was someone in the room. Not walking, but flowing. Hands reaching towards the resting animatronic bunny. Like maggots surrounding a dying man for a feast. The darkness sunk into the metal and fabric of the rabbit, who gasped for air in the same flowing etherial voice as the shadows moved.
Bonnie opened his eyes; eyes glowing blue. His head snapped towards the curtains.
Oswald headed towards the front. The dining area was very long, but it was also very open so nothing could sneak up on him. The tables were perfect hiding spots. Oswald hated how quiet it was. Silence meant he was alone, but he wasn't alone. Abby or not, there was someone in the kitchen! And why would she be left on there if whoever put her there was ALSO in the vicinity? The darkness was so heavy. Every little tiny crack or gust of wind outside made him freeze. Knowing something is here is way worse than getting chased. The lobby was nearby. He just had to get a little bit closer. The doors were right there! He could almost taste the metal of keys in his mouth.
Oswald jumped, he heard a mechanical screech behind him. It was pure reflex when he dashed to the side and dove under a table. The floor was hard and it hurt him terribly. "Ouch" said Oswald. He rubbed his right side and grinned. His first slight injury on his mission. If this hurt, getting stabbed in the leg....... Yep! Oswald got another reminder he was not cut out for this.
But what...on earth....was that?! He got on his knees and peeked out to see what he had just heard. He saw no lights and no dark figures. He hadn't hallucinated that sound! Something had been somewhere behind him. The entire dining hall was as dark and empty as it had always been. But he hadn't imagined it.....
Confirmation of that appeared in the form of the doors to the lobby being opened. Something else had heard it too.
CLICK CLANK CLICK CLANK CLICK CLANK!!!!
It was big! Suddenly, Oswald wondered if the screech had been more ghost shenanigans. Without it, Oswald would have run straight into the lobby and into that creature. The clanking suggested it was bipedal though. The yellow rabbit had been mostly on all fours. But when it came close to him, he could see it was definitely the yellow rabbit. The feet were massive and golden. But it felt..... different.
"Where's all the flesh?" Oswald thought.
It sounded less.....damp than before. The squelching of flesh was gone and only metallic sounds remained. When it walked forward, the movements weren't frantic but very human. Or those of an animatronic! With Fazbear technology, it was genuinely hard to spot the difference.
The creature then groaned. "The little bitch hasn't gotten out, has she?" it spoke in a mechanical muffled voice. It can talk properly now?!! What was going on? Either the strange golden Bonnie had switched genres or this was not the same rabbit. Were there two yellow rabbits going around? One was already enough!
The rabbit walked forward; it adjusted its hand. Oswald peeked out from under the table and saw the whole thing. It adjusted the other hand like a glove. It was holding a knife, Oswald noticed. Then it hit him. That yellow rabbit at the maintenance section! It...or him...had adjusted the hand like a glove because it essentially was. That wasn't a demon nor an animatronic. It was a guy wearing a suit! And based on the knife, the identity of the person wasn't hard to guess.
The murderer was wearing an animatronic case as a costume. There wouldn't be any fingerprints left on the crime scene. And if anyone saw him, they would report that it was an animatronic. That was a clever move. From the killer's perspective that is! For Oswald, this was terrible. He had faced the murderer yet he was no closer to being able to point fingers.
The yellow rabbit mumbled through his voice changer, walking towards the kitchen. Oswald clenched his fists and cursed silently under his breath. The killer was on his way to fillet Abby and Oswald hadn't rescued her yet. At least there was no need to think about the key anymore, the killer bunny would open the door. But now Oswald had to somehow steal Abby right from under his snout. How was he expected to do THAT!!? He wasn't invisible......or Batman!
"Think like a ninja. Stealth. Just like hide-and-seek. Except the punishment is death. B'ezrat Hashem" Oswald muttered to himself.
He snuck from under the table and walked forward carefully right behind the rabbit. He saw the rabbit walking through the door towards the kitchen. Luckily, Oswald had an acquaintance who was a fursuiter and a cosplayer. It was safe to assume that animatronic case had the same problems as a fursuit head. The vision and hearing would be worse than normal and if Oswald was lucky, he would get hot fast. So maybe it would be easier to outrun him than it seemed. But this was still just wishful thinking......
Oswald headed on and was a bit faster than before. Now that he knew where the murderer was and saw what he looked like, it wasn't as scary. Sure, that weird creature was still out there. Whether it was working for the killer or not, was a mystery. But he didn't feel a presence at the moment.
He went by the stage and turned to face the door. Only then did he freeze. Were the curtains open? He slowly looked at the stage to see the curtains had been opened half-way. They definitely hadn't been like that a couple minutes ago. He walked back a few steps to confirm what he had been afraid of. Three animatronics were resting in their places.
Where was Bonnie? The question was a terrifying one. A more optimistic individual would have felt happy at the chance Bonnie was out and might help save Abby. But Oswald knew two things: He was never that lucky and he had felt a presence before, but not anymore. That mechanical screech had been the curtains opening. And Bonnie would have called out to anyone if he had woken up in a normal way. Bonnie was missing and that felt like a bad omen.
Oswald unfortunately had no time to investigate that further. He could ponder the missing animatronic with Abby once she was safe. The kitchen was his priority. He walked through the door and tried keeping as quiet as possible. The door creaked a couple times and Oswald thought he was dead, but no yellow rabbit ever came.
He made it through and saw the kitchen door wide open. He snuck to it and kept himself hidden by the door frame. He had to peek out slowly. He could already hear a high-pitched metallic sound. It was a knife being sharpened. Oswald peeked inside.
The yellow rabbit was at the back, facing a wall. The kitchen was very tight. Oswald heard the muffled attempted yells of the girl. It was definitely Abby now! From the voice, Oswald could confirm. She clearly had a gag in her mouth, a rag from the kitchen.
She was on a table of some sort. Oswald couldn't see her fully as there was a wall blocking his vision. From the door, there was a short corridor before the kitchen opened up properly. Whoever this layout designer was, they loved corridors! That much was clear.
The yellow rabbit was humming "Wheels on the bus" and seemed to be enjoying his time. Oswald had to get a better look at the kitchen and show Abby he was here. Oswald snuck through the tiny corridor, hoping to God the rabbit wouldn't turn around. He got to the bit where the kitchen opened up.
Abby was tied to a shiny kitchen island in the corner. Oswald dashed to hide behind the kitchen island, out of the rabbit's sight. But he made a clank sound on the way!
The rabbit stopped and spun around to face Abby....and Oswald, but hopefully the rabbit hadn't spotted his shoes disappearing behind the kitchen island. The rabbit grabbed his knife and took a step towards them.
CLANK.........CLANK.........
Abby was making distressed sounds and Oswald covered his mouth. He shouldn't have dashed. He got greedy and he may have gotten Abby killed. The rabbit raised his knife, waving it as a tease. Abby tried screaming, but there was nobody around to alert. The yellow rabbit had Abby exactly where he wanted.
He leaned over Abby, looking her in the eye. Just a bit more and he would spot Oswald. The boy could see his ears peeking over the island. The knife came down and Abby screamed through the gag..........
It hit right beside Abby's ear, one inch and she would have gotten a hole for a new ear ring. The killer chuckled a mechanically scrambled laugh. Abby's agony pleased him quite clearly.
"Shhhh. Abby" he sing-a-songed. "You wouldn't try to escape. Those ropes are tight, you know. And I would be so sad if you left now. I haven't even gotten to making dinner yet" his voice sad. He got closer. "It's just for you!" he said happily, his psycho smile almost reverberating in that sentence.
At least he had assumed Abby had made the noise and didn't know Oswald was there. But that tone sent chills down his spine.
"I brought you all the way to the kitchen....and this is my thanks. You have always wanted to see it! And now you do. You got a clean table and everything. The cooks clean it in the morning and evening"
He moved his knife and stuck it through Abby's ear. It drew blood and Abby squealed in pain. "So sensitive, Abigail. It seems we are gonna have a long night together" the rabbit finished.
The rabbit was toying with her. But then he took his knife and went right back to sharpening the knife. He was clever though. The cooks would clean all remaining evidence of the crime first thing in the morning. But too bad that crime wouldn't be a murder..... anymore.
Oswald peeked from behind the kitchen island and saw the rabbit at it again. Abby turned her head to look at him. The side of her head was red and tears were flowing down her cheeks. Oswald put a finger to his mouth and Abby nodded. Oswald simply wanted to tell her everything was gonna be okay and apologize for having planned to leave her. But that could wait! Abby was clearly confused, but wouldn't say no to Oswald's help.
Oswald picked another knife from the counter and started cutting the ropes holding her. He timed it to be in sync with the screech of the yellow rabbit's knives. He was very much on edge and hated every moment. Luckily, the yellow rabbit was terrible at sharpening knives....or more likely he was taking his time to let Abby's agony last a bit longer. Sick bastard!
Oswald snapped the ropes and they rested on Abby. She raised her head to look at him. Oswald shook his head quickly and Abby put her head down. The rabbit stopped his work and slowly turned his head like a possessed puppet. Clearly a fan of horror movies.
"Guess who is ready to play" the rabbit said in higher-pitched voice. The scrambler made it even worse.
Oswald had ducked, but that didn't make him feel better. They couldn't sneak away, they couldn't run. What was he gonna do? Oswald was being distracted by the approaching footsteps. He had to distract the rabbit! Somehow! Then he spotted a frying pan in the oven, beneath Abby. Was it gonna help? He couldn't find out in the five seconds he had. Oswald had to go for it!
The rabbit came to Abby and leaned over her. "Time's up, Abigail. You don't need to be alone anymore. I will give you friends. Lots. Of. Friends" he said.
Oswald shot up, holding his frying pan. The killer let out a sound of surprise. The frying pan hit him straight in the face and made him fall over. "Run, Abby! Run!" Oswald yelled. Abby got up, panting at the sight of the rabbit's collapsed body. Oswald took her hand and nearly pulled her off the table. Abby's legs woke up and she flailed the ropes off her. They ran towards the kitchen door.
"Too slow, bitches!" the rabbit shouted as a knife flew by Oswald's head and hit the door. Oswald's shock made him stop. He turned around to see the rabbit standing in front of them. The frying pan had done basically nothing. The rabbit lunged at them like a cat. Oswald yelled in pure terror. He pushed Abby back and dodged himself. The rabbit fell between them. Abby retreated back to the kitchen island. The rabbit looked up and saw Oswald's terrified face. "Oh you. You just couldn't leave us be. You might have even lived" he said, anger clear in his voice.
"Run!" Oswald yelled at Abby. She took off the other way. Oswald had no idea where the other door in the kitchen went. And neither did Abby. But getting away from the psycho wanting to murder them was a bigger priority.
Oswald ran out the door. He was gonna lure the raged killer to chase him. But then he heard a click and turned around. The murderer had locked the kitchen door from the other side. His ugly face was staring at him through the window.
"You hang out there for a while. I gotta find that girl" the yellow rabbit shook his index finger: "Don't go anywhere".
Oswald had been so stupid. Why did he think the killer would forget Abby? Now he was locked out and couldn't get in. Abby was alone again. He had to find a way back in!
The keys!! The keys! He could return to his original plan and get the keys from the lobby!
His plan immediately shooting out of his head as he gets overwhelmed by a dread-inducing sound. It is footsteps. Large. Metallic. Heavy. Inhuman. Oswald sees a blue glow behind him. Like how he imagined meeting an alien ship would go. But that glow is not from aliens. He knows that exact shade of blue. The glow of two eyes staring into a bear animatronic case.
Oswald can barely get himself to turn around. He sees Bonnie the bunny. No snark or any mischief on his face. Just a dead-eyed stare with that undead glow. Bonnie walks forward, his gait much more robotic, like a huge puppet. Oswald can't believe what he is looking at. It is Bonnie, but with the gaze of the yellow rabbit.
No! It couldn't be Bonnie! His voice was warped and sounded like two voices in one. Like somebody was behind Bonnie, speaking. Oswald was getting flashbacks to when he watched the movie "9" and saw a strange machine contraption using the corpse of the protagonist's friend as a puppet. Oswald was not liking this at all.
Bonnie came down on Oswald who lunged out of the way, smacking chest first onto the floor. He couldn't even feel the pain. Adrenaline was suppressing it so he managed to get up.
Oswald ran like the wind. The bunny right behind him. He ran to the dining area. If only he knew how to wake up the other animatronics. Bonnie was not okay, he was not himself. What had that nightmare creature done to him? The door, behind him, shot open; Bonnie almost punching it off the hinges. Oswald had to run further. The animatronics were dangerous machines and now Bonnie's friendly and charming personality had been replaced by the Terminator essentially!
Oswald fled towards the lobby, thumping right behind him. The blue light bouncing up and down the walls and the floor. The echo made it sound like Bonnie was a second away from ripping Oswald in half.......which he probably was actually......
Oswald was panting, his energy running out. He couldn't get the keys like this. He made a right turn and followed the path towards Pirate cove. He could probably go in a loop and end up back at the kitchen door. But that was useless without a key!
Oswald had to shake the bunny off. Bonnie was a bit further away now. He was definitely faster. But he would run out of stamina if he kept going. He turned a corner and saw a trash can. He dove behind it and smacked his head against the wall. The thumping shot past him and the massive animatronic bunny appeared into the view. Bonnie hadn't seen him take cover. He was out in the open so Oswald ran back where he came from before Bonnie had the chance to turn around and see him.
This was pointless! He couldn't get keys with the animatronic around. Oswald stopped to catch his breath. How could he get the door open? Right then the metallic footsteps reminded him of the answer. Bonnie was strong, able to punch doors open. If he could somehow lure Bonnie to break down the kitchen door, he would be set!.......right?
He first had to find a lure. Oswald snuck around, trying to listen for the massive footsteps. He peeked into a party room. The place reeked of sweat and sugar. They were in use and were used often. There had to be something he could use! That many children would lose enough stuff to build a new party room entirely. It didn't take long for him to find a mechanical duck that he could wind up.
"This will do" he said and ran towards the kitchen door. Bonnie was around the dining area so Oswald had to stay close to the back wall. He kept as many tables between himself and Bonnie. Oswald hid underneath tables and moved as slowly as possible. Watching Bonnie would have been scary if he hadn't met and spoken to the bunny earlier. Now it was uncanny! Watching the robotic movements of the animatronic felt wrong. He had been hollowed out!
"Hopefully I don't have to harm him" Oswald thought.
He managed to get back to the corridor and looked around. Which way should he go about this? He was winding up the toy. Something......... BAM! He had forgotten to close the door between the dining area and the corridor. It had slammed shut, Oswald had to hurry!
The thumping made his heart pound to the same rhythm. Come on! Come on! Oswald's gaze was darting. The window!!!! There was a window above the door!
Oswald quickly threw the duck at the window and it went straight in. Oswald dashed under a table as the door to the dining area shot open. Bonnie lunged into the corridor with a huff. His servos whirred and the eyes darted like he was a mechanical bloodhound. Bonnie's endoskeleton wouldn't be able to take this kind of abuse for long. But the creature didn't care. It would burn Bonnie out.
A crowl came out of the rabbit. That had no Bonnie to it. That belonged solely to the creature! "Come on. Fall for it" Oswald pleaded in his mind.
Bonnie heard the quacks and turned to the door. He roared........ No, legit! He actually roared, starting as mechanical but deteriorating to a wet and fleshy gurgle.
Three punches and the door flew off its hinges. That thing wasn't messing around. Oswald focused on Bonnie and saw the rabbit close up. Oswald hadn't even noticed the tentacles before! They were black and appeared to burst out of the seams of the case. They were like magnetic liquid, creating strange spike shapes and constantly morphing. Bonnie walked forward and looked both ways. He then decided to go to the left, exactly where Abby and the murderer had gone!
"Great" Oswald grinned and snuck in to follow it.
Abby was running! She ripped the gag and threw it to the side. "Help!!" she screamed from the top of her lungs. "I am coming. Don't you worry" the murderer's voice echoed from behind her. That wasn't an animatronic! Animatronics were kind and protective! That wasn't neither!
Why did it want her? Why was she here? Why was Oswald here? What did she ever do to that rabbit to deserve this?
All good questions that could wait until she was safe. Abby didn't want anything more than find Chica standing behind one of these corners. She wanted to sink deep into Chica's embrace....or Freddy's....or Bonnie's. She wanted Mike to be here with her! And they were siblings so that feeling was rare. But there was nobody! Oswald had run the other way. She was alone......with a yellow bunny that wanted her dead.
It was a maze! Abby was lost in the kitchen so she ducked behind a kitchen island. This kitchen had tables everywhere, but Abby wasn't good at being quiet. Especially when she couldn't stop the sniffling. But she had no other choice but to take cover.
The clanking of the murderer was close by. He was in no hurry. Abby covered her mouth and wiped her tears. The sound of a knife being dragged across metal was horrible.
"Come on, Abby. Why do you resist so much? It's not that bad. It'll be just one tiny prick.........and maybe a few rounds with a cheese slicer........." the killer mumbled. "Abby?" he sing-a-songed: "Come on out".
The voice was right around the corner. The killer knew she was somewhere around here. She wanted to move, but her body wouldn't stop shaking.
The loud clang of pans falling made Abby jump and she almost screamed.
"GET BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" the killer howled: "Why must you make this harder than it needs to?! I am doing you a service here! Face it, Abs. Everyone would be so much happier if you just vanished".
Abby couldn't stop herself from weeping. She had felt like that for so long. She was a freak. Everyone disliked her for one reason or another. She was both a loser for being so close to the animatronics and a target of envy. The rabbit was right. But she didn't want to die!
A tiny screech came from her side. The side with her wounded ear. She had been bleeding. Abby looked to her side and saw two white eyes a foot away from her face.
"Hello, Abigail" its distorted voice said.
CLING! Abby screamed and dodged just in time as the knife hit the metal she had rested her head on. The rabbit laughed and Abby fell on her rear as she tried fleeing. She backed off while the rabbit took a step forward teasingly. "I'm coming to get you" he teased. Abby was panting in pure terror.
He lunged and screamed horribly into Abby's face. The old fabric gloves grabbing onto her neck and face. Abby's agony was like catnip to him.
He dragged the screaming Abby into the open. And held her in place. "I was hoping I could have had a more pleasurable time with you. But as a wise man once said; sometimes improvisation is the key" the killer raised his knife.
BAM BAM BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They heard a sound and lots of pots and pans fell on the floor.
"Help! Somebody help!!" Abby yelled in desparation. She heard the clanking of an animatronic. The killer's posture changed. "How the fuck is one of them awake? They were suppose to be in sleep mode. Did that other brat wake them?" the killer muttered, more to himself than anything. Abby was smiling through her tears. Someone was coming to help. The clanking couldn't be Chica because her plastic feet made a different sound. It was one of the boys.
When that blue bunny turned the corner, Abby couldn't have felt more relieved. The killer got scared, his tone changing from psychotic to pretty normal. "What the Hell? That son of a bitch! Whatever" he said and dropped Abby. "I know where you live! I'll kill you eventually. You know I will".
The killer ran, dropping his knife and leaving Abby behind. She sighed in relief. That had been close. She would have to give Oswald the biggest hug when they met.
Abby turned around to look at Bonnie. His composure unusual, but it did a good job of scaring the killer away.
"Bonnie! Thank you! Thank you! I was so scared" she stumbled to her feet. Abby ran towards him, a big smile on her face. But the bunny didn't speak up or even change his composure.
"It's okay, Bonnie. The bad guy is gone. You can drop the act now" she told him.
Bonnie was getting very close, those blue eyes focused on Abby. Her smile faded as the death gaze was aimed right at her soul.
"Bonnie?" she said with clear fear in her voice, taking an instinctual step back.
The bunny grabbed her by the neck, Abby letting out a strangled gurgle. The bunny bringing out terror in the girl for the first time ever. Those eyes were looking at her, but their gaze sunk so much deeper. Like molten copper burning its way through her skin. Abby was dying, she couldn't breathe.
"Bonnie? It's me. Please. It's me...Abby. Bonnie?" she pleaded.
Bonnie stared with no emotion or recognition in his blue eyes. Abby gurgled and wept. She let out one more "please".
"Yes, tHe sNarkiEST too. No anomaly" Bonnie said first in his own broken voice to then suddenly speak fast in a deep, demonic voice.
Then he simply dropped Abby. She coughed and gasped for air, holding her throat. That wasn't the Bonnie she knew. But it had to be! Abby wasn't able to think clearly. This night had been too much.
"Please. I just wanna go home" she begged through her tears.
"Hey! You with the long ears! Leave her alone!" a voice echoed from behind Bonnie. The bunny turned around to see Oswald, face full of pain. He threw a pizza slice from the trash and it hit Bonnie right in the snout.
"Anomaly" said the demonic voice from inside Bonnie.
Oswald wasn't excited about this, but he couldn't let Abby get hurt by him. Bonnie came forward with his massive paws ready to grab Oswald. Clang! Clang! Oswald revealed he had been holding the frying pan behind his back. He had picked it up when he walked by. Bonnie's eyes went out, but they slowly came back. Oswald shouldn't have thought anything about Terminator before.
"Come on, Oz. Why do you resist so much? Don't be scared. Let's be friends" said Bonnie. For a moment, Oswald froze. That sounded exactly like Bonnie. Was he.....in there?
Bam! Oswald got the back hand. He was able to shield his face a bit though so nothing broke. "You are a bad friend, Oswald. If Demeter had known that....." it said.
"Shut up! You know nothing!!!" Oswald screamed. He started hitting Bonnie with the fury of a thousand bulls. Tears started coming out of his eyes.
"STOP! You're hurting him!" Abby's yell knocked him out of it. Bonnie grabbed the frying pan and crushed it. Oswald had to run past him to Abby.
"What is wrong with Bonnie?" Abby asked as Oswald grabbed her hand. They had to run, but where. There was no other way out! Well....there had to be something. The killer had run that way, but neither child had seen where he went. Oswald's eyes darted around.
They hid for a bit. But Oswald was getting tired of hide-and-seek tag. His anger had flared up and was making him mad. They had to deal with Bonnie. They heard the animatronic walking around. His calls for "friendship" and accusations of "bad friends" were annoying. It had distracted Oswald at first, but now it was just teasing. But it seemed to work on one of them as Abby was about to go forward. Oswald stopped her.
"But Bonnie is our friend. If I talk to him....." Abby whispered. "No talking. He isn't there" said Oswald.
He looked around and saw somebody had left a bucket of water on one of the counters. The killer maybe? For cleaning the blood when he was done.
Oswald just needed a source of electricity. The wires! Yes! There was a conveyor toaster just above them. But he needed to cut it. Oswald looked around and peeked out to see Bonnie looking away. He spotted a large chef's knife with a plastic handle. That would do!! Oswald grabbed it slowly.
"Here's hoping I don't have wet hands" he said, cutting the thick wire of the toaster. Oswald could have taken a step back, but the whole evening had been a lot. He had to save himself and Abby. And if Bonnie had to be taken down, it was worth it. Bonnie was just a robot, they could fix him. ......and Abby hadn't said anything yet. Wait! Oswald turned around to see Abby was gone.
Where was she? "Bonnie?" she said from out in the open.
Oswald peeked up and saw Abby staring right at Bonnie. The bunny stared back with no emotion. "It's me. You have to remember me, Bonnie. It's Abby" she smiled. Bonnie wasn't moving though.
"We played your guitar after Grayson had locked me in the basement. Remember? You told me I was a rockstar. Remember? You have always been there for me. So I know this is not you, Bonnie" Abby raised her arm towards Bonnie.
The bunny stood completely still. Oswald couldn't believe it was working. Bonnie reached out to grab Abby's hand. It was working. The "I know you are in there" was actually working. Oswald sighed, he didn't need to risk it afterall.
Then, like a head getting chopped off, like a life-line being cut, Bonnie growled. "Anomaly".
He came forward, grabbing Abby. The girl screamed as she was lifted off the ground. Oswald had sighed too soon. He took the bucket of water and poured it all over the floor. He then grabbed the cord.
"Hey! I am over here! It's me you want" he yelled.
Bonnie seemed to recalculate. He dropped Abby, making her fall on her rear, and came forward towards Oswald.
"Oswald. What are you doing?" Abby said, trying to get up. "Bonnie would want you to be safe. I am doing what he would" Oswald replied.
Bonnie stomped towards him like a tower. Oswald walked out of the puddle and dropped the cord. And Bonnie took one more step.
The flash was accompanied by a loud crackle from Bonnie's servos. It drowned out Abby's "NO!"
Oswald looked away, no matter how much he was stressed and still mad at the animatronic for bringing up Demeter.....he couldn't watch it happen. Abby got up, running to the edge of the puddle, watching Bonnie writhe in pain. She was on his backside so she fortunately couldn't see the pained expression on his face. His eyes were going haywire, his whole endoskeleton flashing blue with electricity. The cracking of his endoskeleton was horrible sounding. The water was steaming and Bonnie was shaking.
Then the fuse finally blew. The cracking stopping. Bonnie was stuck in having an agonized expression. Then he simply fell backwards, stiff like a statue. His body slamming down next to the crying girl.
"BONNIE!!! What did you do, Oswald?!" Abby bent down to check on the animatronic. "I saved your life. I saved both of our lives. Bonnie would have done the same" Oswald sighed. Abby wept: "He was our friend". Oswald nodded. "I know. But he can be fixed" Oswald said, bending down to look at Bonnie's torso.
"No, he can't. The animatronics are complex and their servos are delicate. If his brain is fried, he is dead" said Abby. She hugged Bonnie's head and lied down on the wet floor.
"So......I just killed Bonnie? I just.....killed Bonnie? No! He can be fixed. He can be fixed. He can be fixed" Oswald repeated. He checked the servos. Bonnie was pretty fried.
Whole minutes passed, there was nothing. The black tentacles had gone away, the creature's soul or whatever was gone. But so was Bonnie's life. Abby wept, Oswald tried in vain to do something. He was no mechanic, but he could try.
"Oswald. Stop!" Abby finally said: "You can't fix him, he's gone".
Oswald just slumped over, he was on his knees by Bonnie's feet. He sighed. "Of course he was too complex! A toddler could have figured that out! Why does everyone who is nice to me have to die?!" he yelled into the aether.
"Ugh. Why does the day have to start before it needs to?" Bonnie groaned. Abby's eyes shot open and she bounced to her knees from her fetal position. "Bonnie?!" she said.
The rabbit kept his eyes shut. "Yea, Chica. Just five more minutes of recharge. The machine was slow last night" Bonnie said. Oswald got up too. "He's alive? He's alive!!" Oswald yelled.
"Bonnie! You are not dead. And you are.....back?" Abby asked.
Bonnie opened his eyes and noticed a few things. "I am not in the backstage? Is this the kitchen?" he asked, touching his own face: "Is there.....? Is there pizza sauce on my face? Why?!"
Abby hugged him on the floor. "It really is you!! You are not evil anymore" she celebrated.
Bonnie raised his arm and patted Abby on the back. "I guess I am not? Wowza. I really missed something, didn't I?" said Bonnie. Oswald crawled next to Abby. "I'm sorry, Bonnie. I had to electrocute you. Otherwise....well, I don't know what would have happened" he apologized.
"I feel like a my guitar broke again. But worse! Quite a zap" Bonnie replied. Abby kept on repeating how Bonnie was alive and well. But then the bunny noticed her ear!
"Abs? You are bleeding. Carrotsticks and potato chips! You need to be fixed" Bonnie said. He immediately sat up. Abby shook her head. "I'm fine. You are the one in need of fixing here" she said.
"No, Abby! I can take a lot. But you can get infected or worse. Freddy knows how to use medical kits. I need to go wake him" Bonnie said and stood up.
"Oh boy" he let out and fell down again, stiff as a concrete pillar. "Come on. Not again" Oswald groaned. Bonnie shook the daze away. "Bonnie?" Abby asked.
"I think whatever you kids did messed up my legs. I can barely move them, much less stay standing for more than a second" Bonnie said, clearly nervous.
"I just tried protecting us. I didn't know you would get totally destroyed" Oswald panicked. Bonnie raised an arm.
"As perfect as I am, I could really use help right now. Ozzy. Can you go wake the others up? Except Foxy, you don't need to unless you like....REALLY want to" Bonnie asked.
"Yes! Right away!" Oswald got to his feet and ran towards the stage.
"The emergency wake up button is the big red one at the back of the rechargers! You can't miss it!" Bonnie shouted. Then turning to Abby: "So.....Abs. Care to fill me in on what just happened?"
"Oh! Dang!............ That crazy lady was right....just right. We maybe shouldn't be off stage" said Bonnie. Abby panicked: "Please come off stage! That is the best part!"
"No worries. We are not staying on that old trophy holder. This was just one little incident. What's the worst they could do?! They won't dismantle their star attraction. They can't keep me on stage and they can't deny my biggest fan access to me" said Bonnie. He wiped a tear off Abby's face with a smile.
They started hearing very loud footsteps. Three animatronics ran to them with Oswald leading the way. "Bonnie! Good Heavens!" Freddy yelled: "What happened?"
"I broke down. Can't move my feet" replied Bonnie. "Any mental servo damage?" Chica asked, looking at Abby.
Bonnie looked terrified in the most overtly dramatic way. "I think so! Oh my goodness! I see an ugly demon behind you!!!!" he said, but then relaxed, shooting a smirk: "Oh wait no! That's just Foxy". The fox animatronic groaned.
"Definitely no mental servo damage. Just the damage you get out of being Bonnie" Foxy shook his head.
"Calm down!" said Freddy. He bent down to take a look at Abby. "You okay? Oswald said you had been hurt" Freddy asked. Abby nodded: "It's my ear, that's all". The bear nodded, glancing at Chica. She had brought some supplies so Abby went to her. Freddy then looked at Bonnie. "You are down. Can you feel your legs?" asked Freddy.
"I can feel them and move them. But if I get up, I freeze and fall over" said Bonnie. "That would suggest a problem with balance" hummed Freddy.
"But he froze. That's not normal" Oswald chimed in.
"Freezing is a side effect of an overload. I think Bonnie's leg hydraulics might be malfunctioning. Nevertheless, I am calling Mr. Afton" said Freddy. "I bet he is going to be thrilled to be woken up in the middle of the night" Bonnie crossed his arms.
"He is going to explode, yes. But we can't leave you on the floor like this. And Chica should call Ms. Clara too" said Freddy.
"Mom! Oh gosh. She has no idea I am here" Abby realized. "The sooner your family knows you are here, the better. I'll let them know you are safe" comforted Chica.
"Should se tell my family about....the thing?" Abby asked. The three animatronics looked at her. Bonnie saw from Oswald's face that he hadn't mentioned the killer.
"I don't think they know about it themselves yet, Abs. You see, guys, I didn't hurt Abby. There was another guy here" Bonnie said, knowing the flood gates were open.
"What?!" the three animatronics shouted. "There was someone else here? And he hurt Abby" said Freddy.
"It was some guy. He was wearing an animatronic shell as a suit. I was out for a while. But I woke up here in the kitchen! He said he was gonna wrap me up as a gift to the town. But he wanted to kill me!" Abby explained.
The animatronics were shocked. Oswald thought about telling them about the other yellow rabbit. But they wouldn't believe him. And they had enough to think about as it was. He would save that revelation for later.
Eventually people arrived. It was quite a lot to explain. Oswald said he spotted someone dragging Abby into the pizzeria. Everyone was rather confused as to why Bonnie was in the state he was in. Oswald simply explained what Abby also knew. He couldn't lie about those facts.
While things were calming down and two men were looking at Bonnie's endoskeleton, Abby grabbed Oswald's hand. "Thank you, Oswald......by the way. I don't think I thanked you before. But....umm....may I please know what that was?" Abby whispered.
Oswald chuckled nervously: "You'll think I'm crazy". "You saved my life when I thought it was over. My best friend believes in magic and spirits of aliens. I am ready to believe quite a lot" said Abby.
Oswald grinned. He was under a lot of stress and the eagerness to share the craziness of everything was killing him! And two kids is better than one. Next time, the killer was going to be prepared.
"Okay, Abby. You deserve the truth. But what I am about to say is gonna sound beyond absurd.............."
(This I think is it! These four chapters were a look at Into The Past AU. I hope the concept was fun at least. And thank you, everybody, for reading❤️)
