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Plotted starter for @fazbearentinc

It'd been so long since the day it happened, but Bonnet still remembered it all too well. One second Elizabeth was standing in front of Circus Baby, telling her how pretty she was, and how long she'd wanted to come see her for, she was so happy, Bonnet didn't think she'd ever seen her that happy; and the next Elizabeth was... gone.

Years had passed, but things hadn't gotten better after that. On the contrary, it'd gotten worse; William was gone too, they never found out where he went or what happened to him, but he didn't come over anymore. Without someone to lead, things had gotten tense very quickly, Baby had always run the show, but now she did so with an iron first, and it stressed everyone else out, especially Freddy, who'd always been quite easy to stress, and when Freddy was stressed... well, nothing good ever happened.

Bonnet could only hear all this happening from the parts and services room. Alone in the dark, she'd accepted her fate, until one day there was a rumor, a rumor of him coming back. She'd heard the minireenas talking about then, but they'd always been crazy over even the smallest gossip, so she hadn't given it much thought, not until the bidybabs started talking about it too. They only spoke of what Circus Baby spoke, repeating her words like parrots, and so Bonnet knew they were telling the truth.

Michael was back.

It was that which pushed her into action after all that time. After so many years, it was hard to move, her joints were getting rusty and so it made it harder to drag herself around with her arms, but she pushed through the stiffness, making it into the vents, and to the office. Because there was no doubt in her mind that if he was here and Baby knew he was here, he was in danger.

Plotted starter for @fazzgory

Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex wasn't like ant other pizzeria Bonnet had performed at. It was much bigger, with animatronics that she hadn't even heard of in any of the other establishments, there was a gator and a wolf; there were also others she did hear of, Chica and Freddy, the ones you couldn't have a pizzeria without, a Foxy somewhere, and a Bonnie– or well, there had been a Bonnie once. She was here to replace him.

That's what the technician and daytime guard told her when she had been let loose in the service tunnels to recharge. Her charging method was different to that of the more modern models, she needed to move to charge, and so here she was, moving, focusing on keeping her battery charged and thinking of what it would be like performing here, how many more children there would be, if they would like her.

She'd been so lost in her own thoughts that, as she rounded a corner, Bonnet didn't notice someone running towards her until they almost crashed into her. Her reflexes kicked in before that happened, she was programmed to ensure the children's safety and what kind of protector would she be if she let one crash into her? Her hand grabbed wrapped all the way around a small, skinny arm, wide green eyes focusing on the child. What was a child doing here this late? As far as she knew, the pizzeria didn't have nightly events.

Plotted starter for @bearybrand

The sound of excited children playing, running and cheering was like music to Bonner's ears. It'd been so long since she'd gotten to hear it, so much so she couldn't remember the last time she'd heard it this clearly, just a curtain away. There was also music, loud and upbeat that she found herself moving her head to, because the band was playing, she hadn't gotten to meet them yet either.

So far, she was confined to the service tunnels, waiting for when the marketing team finished thinking of a good way of introducing her to the guests. It was taking them too long, and so she'd wandered closer to the stage, perhaps closer than she should have; just to see them, the others, with her own eyes instead of through screens or the many visual representations of them around the facility.

Bonnet moved the curtain just enough to peek out, and saw people —both adults and children of all ages— cheering for the band, and there they were, giving the performance their all. Their energy was contagious, Bonnet found herself soundlessly mouthing the song once she figured out part of the lyrics. She was so enthralled with the performance that when it suddenly ended, she was more focused on being disappointed she hadn't gotten there sooner than on the fact the curtain was meant to move forward and cover the stage, until it started moving away from her and to the front to shield the animatronics from the public's view.